What Moa shouted was indeed Chong, because he had no tongue, so he could only shout Chong Ah as Moa.

In the long roar, Bai Yi, who was dressed in black armor, jumped up, and the sharp spear turned into a narrow steel knife, breaking through the wind and slashing.

At the time of the battle battle, only the feeling of a long knife entering the flesh can make those generals on the battlefield feel the reality of life, and only the vibration of the enemy's broken bones can be heard from the hilt of the knife to comfort those brothers who died on the battlefield.

The Heaven Pouring Gong had been used to the extreme, and the black-armored monk who was pulling back the giant knife from Moa didn't have time to block, so he was directly cut in half by Bai Yi.

The Black Tiger Battle Banner slanted from Moa's arms, but it was quickly straightened again, Bai Yi held the Black Tiger Battle Banner in one hand, and suddenly lifted the Wang Banner representing victory with the other.

Seeing the two big flags hunting in the wind, the fighting in the battle city stopped instantly, the army of the Yongchang Royal Mansion withdrew from the giant city gloomily, and the soldiers of the Puyang Royal Mansion shouted loudly.

"Wind!

"Victory!"

The tsunami-like shouts spread throughout the battle city, the joy of victory swept away the fear and despair brought by the killing, countless royal soldiers cheered, and a smile appeared on the old face of the king of Puyang for the first time, but Ni Qiuyu had already burst into tears.

Moa could no longer hear the cheers, and he lay quietly on the pedestal of the royal banner, which had been torn to pieces, covered with a black tiger battle flag, and the corner of the battle flag was blown up by the cold wind, revealing Moa's grinning mouth, which looked as if he was laughing heartily.

Bai Yi's gaze was fixed on the golden royal flag above his head, others couldn't see anything, but he could see countless resentful spirits swimming in that royal flag, among which there was one of the most powerful resentful spirits, roaring silently like a victorious general.

"A soldier in one battle, a hero in ten battles, only a soldier in a hundred battles can achieve a true heroic soul in a hundred battles after dying in battle!" Looking at the fluttering golden royal flag, Bai Yi said in a low voice, his voice was solemn and abnormal.

Some are proud but small, some are humble but brave, and it is clear that Moa belongs to the latter.

The heroic soul of a hundred battles is difficult to produce a person for thousands of years, who would have thought that a mortal veteran who has carried the battle flag for decades can actually interpret the word brave to such a thrilling point.

At the top of the high platform, the much-anticipated young man took off his black armor, and under the gaze of countless people, he cast an obscure Dao decision that no one recognized, and the royal flag that carried countless souls was sealed by the law of the ghost path and became a banner of war souls.

Putting away the Battle Spirit Banner and the dilapidated Thousand Machine Puppet, Bai Yi stepped off the high platform, stepped onto the war horse, and left this battlefield that even the scattered immortals were moved by.

The victorious army of King Puyang began to slowly withdraw from the battle city, and after leaving behind the corpses of his companions all over the ground, he finally won the battle.

The sergeants, who had not tasted the fruits of victory for many years, shouted trumpets and trekked home with their heads held high, and it was strange that this time they were not shouting Wansheng, but a voice that outsiders could not understand at all.

"Moa, Moa!"

Although the humble Moa died in the battle of Wang Qitai, his unique cry was deeply imprinted in the hearts of countless comrades.

Back at the Puyang Palace, Bai Yi declined the old prince's celebration banquet and lived alone in a secluded courtyard with the door closed.

In Bai Yi's room, Liuyan Ding was spewing flames day and night, and he was refining the Battle Spirit Flag.

The resentful souls that can stay in the banner are all war spirits, but there are strong and weak, many war souls only have extremely weak obsessions, and it will not take long to completely dissipate in the yang world, if it is not for Bai Yi to use the method of ghost path, I am afraid that most of those resentful souls will have to dissipate along the way, and only by refining this ordinary banner into a magic weapon can the war soul in the banner be left for a long time.

Bai Yi didn't care about the other resentful souls, what he valued was Moa's battle spirit.

The golden royal flag, under the tempering of countless materials, finally turned into a pitch-black cloud and ink, the banner was windless and automatic in the room, and a gust of yin wind swept over the flag, and the flag seemed to come to life.

The refining materials in his hand are limited, Bai Yi can only refine the Battle Soul Banner to the level of a mid-level magic weapon, but the level does not matter, this kind of magic weapon that contains the war soul, as long as the battle soul inside is strong enough, even if it is refined into a magic weapon, it is not difficult.

The huge royal flag has become the size of a palm at this time, Bai Yi waved his hand casually, and a cold yin wind immediately blew in the room, and the yin wind was also mixed with a faint cry, there was no sad crying, all of them were shouts during the fight.

On the pitch-black flag, an oily head emerged, opening its mouth but not seeing its tongue, and the corners of its mouth were constantly dripping blood, which looked very terrifying.

"Moa, are you willing to continue the battle with me!"

Bai Yi glanced at the head of Moa on the Battle Spirit Banner and shouted in a deep voice.

"Moa, Moa!"

Moa didn't know why he could still speak, he seemed a little inexplicable, he agreed to Jun's inquiry without thinking about it, and when he found that he only had a head left and no body, not only was he not afraid, but he actually grinned and smiled silently.

Mo A thought that he had arrived in the Netherworld, and his general had also died on the battlefield, since he had arrived in the underworld, he naturally wanted to fight with the general again, but, why was the black tiger battle flag missing?

Mo Ah shook his head and looked for the Black Tiger Battle Banner that he had carried for decades, so the Battle Spirit Banner that had been refined by Bai Yi flew left and right with him, and finally flew out of the house.

When Moa flew into the air and condescendingly realized that this was not the underworld, but the Puyang Palace, he screamed and ran back into the house, his face anxious Moamoa kept screaming.

"You think you have become a war spirit, and this is still the yang world. Bai Yi shook his head and said.

Mo A is a little stupid this time, he has followed the prince for decades, and he knows the horror of cultivators, but he has never heard of any battle spirits, is it possible that he only has a soul left now?

Looking at the small flag representing the body again, Moa finally confirmed that he was indeed a soul, not even a body, and was still a human.

Knowing that he had become a ghost, Moa looked a little depressed and sank into the Battle Spirit Banner without saying a word.

"Sooner or later, one day, you will be able to become a human again, the method of the ghost path is not an ordinary path. Bai Yi said funny, and didn't care if Mo A could understand it or not, he directly put away the Battle Spirit Flag.

Moa's Hundred Battle Heroic Soul is extremely rare, once he cultivates the Ghost Dao, the progress is extremely fast, not to mention, the Ghost Dao method he casts will also be more powerful, especially as the main soul of the Battle Soul Banner, which can greatly increase the power of the Soul Banner that can be lodged.

One of the most important reasons for Bai Yi to accept Moa was not because of his future strength, but because of the loyalty of the Hundred Battles Heroic Soul.

Among the yin ghosts, the war soul is the easiest to preserve the temperament and mind before death, and the war soul is mostly promised, almost a promise, which is related to the fact that they are all powerful warriors in their lifetime, and the heroic soul of a hundred battles can be said to be the ultimate of the war soul, once a master is identified, he will not betray in his life.

Yan Shan is also a war spirit, but it is still far from the soul of a hundred battles, Bai Yi and Yan Shan can only be said to be partners, but Moa is different, before he dies in battle, Bai Yi is his commander, and Moa, who has become a war spirit, will still regard Bai Yi as his general, and will never have to worry about Moa betrayal.

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