As soon as he appeared, he immediately went deep into the Immortal Relic Clan and killed several Immortal Relic Clan powerhouses, and finally fought with the young patriarch of the Immortal Relic Clan, which immediately caused a sensation in the entire Vermilion Bird Star.

The first battle between the two is known as the battle between the immortal relics clan and the future generation of the Vermilion Bird Star.

In this battle, although Qianfeng said that he was tied with the young patriarch and did not win, his momentum soared, and at this time, people noticed his identity, Liu Mei's senior brother, among the disciples of Suzakuzi, Qianfeng ranked second.

In addition, this dry wind also has a double identity, he is to make all the people of the Vermilion Bird Star look sideways.

This person is the descendant of a generation of Suzaku sons!

In this great battle of the Immortal Relic Clan, the dry wind moved the world like the bright moon, and finally signed an agreement on behalf of the young patriarch of the Vermilion Bird Star and the Immortal Relic Clan, the Vermilion Bird Fang gave up the third-level cultivation country, and the Immortal Relic Clan postponed the continuation of the attack.

Duntian's eyes flickered, staring at the large black mist that was roaring in the distance, and said in a deep voice: "This immortal relic clan has launched a second attack this time, Zeng Niu, I can feel that in that black mist, there is a spell master equivalent to the middle stage of infant transformation, as for whether it has won or not, I can't see through it, you sacrifice the Soul Flag, let's rush over!"

Wang Lin's face was as usual, he glanced at the black mist in the distance, grabbed the void in his right hand, and immediately the billion soul flags in his body conjured out, and with a shake of his hand, this flag suddenly waved, turning into a black curtain to envelop Wang Lin's body.

Dun Tian also took out a billion soul flags, wrapped his whole body with a wave, and took Wang Lin with them, and the two of them turned into two black meteors, and rushed towards the black mist of the Immortal Relic Clan in a burst of breaking air and countless souls roaring bitterly.

There was a roar in the Immortal Relic Clan, and in that black mist, a large number of Immortal Relic Clansmen were suddenly revealed, and at this moment, Dun Tian and Wang Lin roared and rushed directly.

Those immortal relics clansmen were about to make a move, and immediately a shout came from the depths of the black mist, and immediately the clansmen scattered one after another, making way for a way.

A middle-aged man without the slightest rune mark on his body, wearing a kudzu cloth shirt, his eyes were like electricity, walked out of the black mist, and beside him, there was also a hunchbacked old man, this old man had a gloomy face, and coughed a few times from time to time.

Wang Lin recognized at a glance that this old man was the one who chased him into the spatial rift when he was in the land of immortal relics, and was finally gotten rid of by Wang Lin and lost in the rift.

The feud between the two was already great in the old man's heart, and if he recognized Wang Lin, he would definitely not die. It's just that now Wang Lin is wearing a straw hat, and his whole body is wrapped in a soul cloth, and this person can't recognize it.

"Soul Refining Sect!" the middle-aged man said softly, and then his eyes lit up suddenly. The body stepped forward, directly blocking in front of Duntian and Wang Lin.

"Two people from the Soul Refining Sect, stay!" the middle-aged man smiled slightly, and slapped his right hand forward into the void.

"Boom"

A loud bang came, and with a slight pat, an invisible force suddenly appeared from between heaven and earth, like a heavenly prison, and immediately shrouded the surroundings of Duntian and Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's expression changed slightly, and under the invisible force of the other party, he suddenly had a strong sense of crisis to the extreme.

"Nine-Leaf Spell Magician!" 's voice came from within the soul flag.

But when he saw the soul banner outside the body, he moved. A large number of souls roared out, and the thirteen purple-gold souls were even like the arrival of the gods, permeating the surroundings.

"Rush me!" yelled.

Suddenly, those souls immediately went crazy one by one, roaring in all directions, especially the more than ten purple gold souls, which were even more sharp and abnormal. All the immortal relics below the infantile stage will die if they touch it.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, he had only advanced to the Nine Leaves in the past thousand years, which was equivalent to the early stage of the monks, and he had not seen the power of the billions of soul flags back then, but he had heard in some classics in the clan that in the great battle tens of thousands of years ago, this banner was infinitely powerful, and was known as one of the most feared magic weapons of the Immortal Relic Clan.

At this moment, his face was a little gloomy, and with a wave of his right hand, the black mist around him quickly dispersed, and together with the Immortal Relic clan members within him, they all retreated, forming a blank area.

Dun Tian laughed, and immediately rushed out with Wang Lin. In the blink of an eye, he rushed away from the black mist and flew into the distance.

"Mu Ye, you take your clan and move on. Round with the young patriarch, I'll go and learn the power of those billion soul flags!" The middle-aged man commanded, and his body stepped forward, chasing after the heavens.

The hunchbacked old man nodded immediately, led his clansmen to form a black mist, and walked forward again.

Flying away, he suddenly paused, and sneered: "This Immortal Relic Clan's Nine-Leaf Spell Master is chasing after you." Zeng Niu, you have a good look, see why the Winning Monk is so jealous of these billion soul flags!"

As he spoke, he turned around and looked at the immortal relics from afar, but he saw a long rainbow as fast as lightning, and in a blink of an eye, he chased after him, and it was the middle-aged man.

Escape the sky does not talk nonsense, and directly pinches the trick with both hands. Biting the tip of his tongue and squirting forward, he shouted in his mouth: "Respect the soul 500 million, the main soul thirteen, now!"

Suddenly, the sky and the earth darkened, and the whole sky. It was as if a black curtain was shrouded, and the whole earth seemed to have turned into hell at this moment.

Boundless, endless roar of unjust souls. A terrible hiss, and suddenly reverberate.

I saw souls flying out of the soul flags, densely spread between heaven and earth. In it, thirteen purple and gold souls stood tall, looking at the middle-aged man who appeared with blazing eyes.

"Look, this is the true use of the Soul Banner!Soul Array Thirteen!"

Suddenly, the five hundred million souls that filled the heavens and the earth immediately floated around according to a certain law, centering on the thirteen main souls, and a huge formation was formed.

In this array, with Wang Lin's attainments in the forbidden formation, he could only see the subtlety, but could not carefully comprehend it.

"Soul refining!" shouted and grabbed his right hand forward.

Suddenly, the formation composed of souls trembled, and all the souls, at this moment, made a unified sound, and this voice was like some kind of spell.

In an instant, a black aura emerged from these souls, condensed together, and actually turned into a big hand, which was the same as the movements of Duntian at this moment, as if it were his doppelganger.

With the grasp of the sky, the middle-aged man's body immediately appeared a flickering white ghost, this is the soul of this person, and the big hand suddenly fell.

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and he didn't see what magic weapon he was using, but raised his right hand forward, a little empty, and spat lightly in his mouth: "Ding"

With a bang, the big hand that grabbed it immediately stopped and remained motionless

The middle-aged man grabbed the void, and suddenly the blue meridian was purple, white and blue, and the five breaths condensed in his hands.

The "Ding" man spat lightly in his mouth, and the five breaths immediately spread out, and with him as the center, they suddenly bombarded all around, turning into five huge copper tripods and falling around.

"Lian!" The man said lightly again, and suddenly under the shock of the five huge copper tripods, strange runes appeared in it, and these runes appeared in flickering, rotating around the copper tripod.

The five bronze tripods were all like this, forming five huge whirlpools, which were constantly rotating within that formation.

A vicissitudes of life suddenly enveloped the entire formation, and some of those souls immediately involuntarily floated into the whirlpool, were crushed and dissipated.

Dun Tian's expression was as usual, and he sneered: "It is worthy of being a nine-leaf spell master, but there are also some means, thirteen souls, gather!"

Suddenly, the formation formed by the souls suddenly turned again, and this time, the five hundred million souls suddenly condensed towards the thirteen square souls, and in the blink of an eye, these thirteen main souls immediately condensed.

500 million souls were condensed into thirteen main souls, and the strength of these thirteen main souls suddenly soared, almost every one of them was equivalent to the late stage of infant transformation, and even in its body, there was still immortal energy.

This time, the middle-aged man's complexion finally changed. Dun Tian's eyes were cold, and he said, "It's not over yet, Thirteen Souls, return to one!"

As soon as these words fell, the thirteen souls suddenly moved, and afterimages appeared one after another, and after the afterimages disappeared, the thirteen souls condensed together to form a soul.

500 million souls, thirteen main souls, condensed and unified, forming one soul.

As soon as this soul appeared, the color of the heavens and the earth changed.

"Winning ......" The middle-aged man took a deep breath.

That's right, this soul condensed by a large number of souls, and its cultivation has reached the realm of victory, which is not the real champion, but is transformed by the thoughts of the thirteen main souls.

The main souls of the Soul Refining Sect in the past dynasties were all transformed by the infant transformation monks in the sect, and all the infant transformation monks, the only regret before death, were all expected to achieve the crown, they could not achieve it during their lifetime, and after death, this idea continued to grow and grow in the soul flag.

Eventually, the minds came together and the souls coalesced together to form a force equivalent to winning the championship.

This is not the full power of the Soul Banner, but only a part.

After all, if it is only like this, it can still be fought in the early stage of the championship, but in the face of the later stage of the Suzaku Zi, it is still not good. What really makes Suzaku jealous is the strength of this soul banner after showing all its power, especially the fourth soul among the thirty-six main souls, this soul does not appear easily, he is the existence that makes Suzaku deeply jealous.

Escape Tian looked at the middle-aged man and said in a cold voice: "Get out, the old man won't kill you today! The battle between your Immortal Relic Clan and the Vermilion Bird Country, I will not participate in the Soul Refining Sect!"

The middle-aged man's face was extremely gloomy, and the anger in his heart slowly rose, with his strength, if there were no billion soul flags in the sky, he would have killed him easily.

He stared at the sky, was silent for a while, and said: "My father-in-law is like this, he can't threaten me, but a billion soul flags, only these powers can't be achieved." ”

Dun Tian laughed, his eyes were like electricity, and said, "Ten main souls, now!"

With a wave of the soul banner in his hand, ten more infant transformation main souls immediately appeared, floating silently around.

This time, the middle-aged man smiled bitterly, at this moment, in the face of a billion soul flags, he finally knew the reason why the clan was extremely afraid of this thing.

"The Soul Refining Sect will not participate in our battle with the Vermilion Bird Country, and I promise on behalf of the Immortal Relic Clan that I will never enter the Soul Refining Sect for half a step!" the middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

After speaking, he clenched his fist at Duntian and cautiously turned to leave.

The soul banner in his hand shook, retracted all his souls, and galloped away with Wang Lin.

"Billion Soul Banner ......" Wang Lin witnessed the previous scene, and there was a hint of fanaticism in his eyes. This flag is in hand, the world is so big, you can go anywhere!

Don't worry, everyone, tomorrow will reach the baby change! The next plot will be very exciting. Situ Nan woke up, the second war between the Immortal Relic Clan and the Vermilion Bird Country, Liu Mei Qianfeng and others appeared one after another, and the people of the Immortal Relic Clan hidden among the monks will come out one after another, and finally show a fierce battle, what will Wang Lin get in this war?