Chapter 1141 Commanding the Heaven [Additional Chapter for ‘Shennong Tasted Hundreds of Herbs and only Lingshan Was the Best’]

"What would he do?"

The onlookers Daojun communicated with each other.

"If it were me, I would first use all my strength to kill Yan Fu. There is no way in a war without death."

"Since my senior fellow apprentice has delayed time for me, I have to complete my mission."

"That's right."

"The heart of the Tao is as strong as iron and cannot be affected."

"To put it bluntly, even if all the people are dead, with that flag there, he can still rebuild the general trend."

"Don't be kind to women."

A powerful Sanhua person raised a different opinion and shouted, "What if they can't hold on for time?"

"Once it is damaged, two or three Dao Lords will be completely released. When the time comes to intervene in the battle, it will be equivalent to no reinforcements, which will completely ruin the situation."

The top expert of the Ancient Shen Sect asked: "What should we do?"

"Does the main battle master want to share the pressure for your incompetence? Aren't you just a loser!"

The top Sanhua of the Beast Control Sect slapped the table and said: "A layman."

"You are just a complete amateur!"

"He is a divine weapon spirit, and he can completely release the divine soul in the flag to help."

"It's similar to my Beast Control Sect."

"Where's the mana?"

"It's all over the place. Are you going to drain the banner master?" The Dao Lord of the Great Galaxy Palace hugged his shoulders.

The old Taoist master of the Hehuan Sect said loudly: "If you don't have enough power to speak, why can't the spirit of the weapon be replaced?"

"right!"

The Holy Spirit of Ancient Nest nodded immediately.

"It's so reckless. After all the brothers are dead, who will continue to take over the magic weapon?"

"Are the great sages coming, or you?"

"I'll do it, I'll do it!"

The top battle on the battlefield has not yet fully started, but the many powerful people watching the battle are grinning, wishing they could take their place.

The exchanges got even louder and louder. Everyone was blushing and holding their own opinions. They rolled up their sleeves and wanted to use Xuan Gong to carry the great luck.

Those Taoist masters who are not good enough to talk to each other are unable to say anything, and they are speechless and unable to break up the fight.

Those who are blushing and having thick necks are top experts.

The jade natural enemy helplessly held his forehead: "Alas!"

"Do you have any advice, fellow Taoist?"

"Who knows, he can always do something puzzling." Jade Natural Enemy looked at the Dao Zheng in the distance.

In the early years when the Zunhun Banner became a saint, the weapon spirit not only did not obey Ouyang Qiuxian but blew himself up, causing Ouyang Qiuxian to be injured, so he easily killed Ouyang with the Wild War Moon.

After not seeing each other for so many years, who knows what the soul flag weapon spirit will do.

…

"Zhou Wuzi, today is your day of death. Don't be anxious. The destruction of Taiyi Shengxian Sect is imminent. When you old guys are all dead, without support, he will fall into the Emperor Fruit and be completely removed from the world!"

Wearing a bronze lion mask, Sanhua Taoist wields a heavenly and earthly net with jade in his hand.

The pale monk in Qiluo green robe said calmly: "With our cooperation, even you, the most powerful person in the Shengxian Sect, will have to suffer from this."

"Don't talk too much nonsense with him, kill him."

The four of them attacked together.

"Even if I die, I will drag a few of them with you!"

Zhou Wuzi laughed so hard that he burned his energy and blood and exploded his divine weapons and Tao body.

…

"Fellow Daoist Qin, it's time to hit the road!"

Grandma Disha looked at the huge wound on her abdomen, which could not be healed for a long time.

Bloody tears streaked down his cheeks.

Silently wipe away the blood and swallow the broken internal organs.

…

The boy was sobbing like a bellows in his heart.

He clearly hacked to death a person of the same level, but the strange thing was that the Sanhua monk didn't have his soul to fly out and be captured by the soul flag.

His eyes were full of horror.

Exclaimed: "No, no!"

"There is a way to restrict the soul, and I must spread the news."

"Can't die, no one can die!"

"You can't get out."

"You have made a mistake since you chose to divide your forces to fight."

"Die!"

…

"Chongming, if you go against the will of heaven, you will suffer this calamity."

The besieged Daojun sneered.

Just when they were about to continue their attack, Brother Broken Arm barged in boldly and said with a stern expression: "Fellow Taoist, there is a big problem!"

Mr. Chongming Daodao was stunned.

…

Elder Ping looked at the divine weapon that had a gap.

He killed many people with this sword, and he seriously injured two of the three people he attacked.

It's a pity that he was finally helpless and muttered to himself: "It's not enough, I have to kill them all, kill them all, kill all the enemies, and fight out Taiyi's way of survival!"

"Taiyi is in high spirits."

puff.

Gengjin sword energy flickered along the cracks in his wounds.

…

"I can't last much longer."

Lord Yoshima gritted his teeth.

He has tried his best to keep the power of the underworld alive, but if he continues like this, he himself will be dragged to death.

…

"Save!"

A voice echoes in my heart.

Tu Shanjun paused: "I am not afraid of ordinary monks. I can deal with more than ten people, but your magic power..."

His remarks were not because he did not want to save everyone.

win,

To live.

Everyone tried their best to send him here. Even if Tu Shanjun had countless sorrows and reasons in his heart, he must firm up his Taoist heart and make the main goal of killing Yan Fu.

Otherwise, you will be dragged to death by friendly forces.

This is something Tushanjun definitely doesn’t want to see.

He could only keep moving forward.

Tu Shanjun has selfish motives. He is making a choice. People will definitely die in this battle, but he must keep his disciples alive.

Wu Rong knew the problem.

That is because the teacher wants his disciple to survive.

Otherwise, if a top three-flower master took charge of the soul flag, the chance of winning would be at least 30% to 40%.

However, war is like this.

Someone has to sacrifice.

Everything is for the overall situation.

The elders of the sect are role models, and Wu Rong is definitely not a coward.

He did not hand over the soul flag not because he was afraid of death, but because he felt that only he could help his teacher to exert his full strength.

Only his avenue could help his teacher defeat this powerful enemy.

This is the real reason why he held the magic weapon tightly with his two-flower cultivation.

So he said in a deep voice: "I can definitely hold on."

Determined.

"The elders of the sect are all strong, but facing such a number of cultivators of the same level, they are still under great pressure. If we don't relieve the pressure, when they die, the other avenue masters will gather, which will definitely be disadvantageous to us."

"And teacher, you see, Yanfu has not made a move yet and is staying out of the matter."

Too calm.

"I don't believe he doesn't know our plan. If he dies, he will be in the banner."

"I believe the elders will exchange their lives for ours."

"But why hasn't he made a move yet?"

Tu Shanjun's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "He has the means."

Wu Rong nodded and said: "I infer that it is likely to be something that can destroy or restrict the soul of the Great Dao Lord."

"Please believe me, teacher."

"I believe you!"

Tu Shanjun's eyes flashed with heaviness and sadness.

After saying this, he understood that the two of them, the master and the disciple, were going to fight to the death.

Holding the soul banner.

Raising his hand, he took off the blue-black banner cloth that the evil ghost's fangs still held, and it fluttered behind the Great Dao like a cloak.

The ripples of the black mysterious water reflected the face of another person in the sky. Looking closely, it looked like two people overlapped.

In the long shadows, a blue-white ghost stepped on the shallow ripples.

One step across.

The red-haired ghost walked out of the body of the descending god.

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Wu Rong immediately twisted the formula.

…

“That’s him.”

“The Lord of the Underworld.”

“The Taoist Siming.”

“What’s his ability?”

The eyes of the many Three-Flower Great Powers watching the battle flashed with contempt. When Tushanjun possessed him, he was naturally invincible.

Now that his true body has appeared, he is just a two-flowered man. Getting involved in such a fight is completely courting death. Logically, the two-flowered man should retreat to the core battlefield.

He should not appear in the center to decide the outcome.

“I think he relies on the magic weapon. If it weren’t for Tushanjun, he couldn’t even take on a Taoist.”

“Who told me to go up just now? I’ll definitely be better if I go up.”

…

Wu Rong didn’t know what others thought of him, and even if he knew, he wouldn’t be shaken.

He shouted:

“Open!”

“The Killing Formation of the Ghost King of Dutian.”

Buzz!

The sky was filled with black air.

The illusory main pole is like a pillar of heaven, rushing up to the sky and reaching the underworld, brilliant and splendid. The layers of chaotic aura surrounding the main pole of the pillar of heaven turned into a new layer of clouds, vast sky, and black armor.

The powerful auras are like gods, as if the ancient God Court has once again unfolded his flag.

The central army banner of each layer of heaven has the aura of the Taoist.

The sky-shaking Yin soldiers of the Netherworld God Palace stepped on the clouds to form a forest.

Millions of Yin soldiers, millions of ghost generals.

The ten kings guarded the end of the sky.

The evil ghost tide was up and down.

The giant wheel shrine standing on the boundless evil ghost mountains was shaped like a chariot.

Wu Rong sat down steadily on the throne.

He took out a treasure map.

It was unfolded with a bang.

"What is that?!"

"The true spiritual position of the ancient God Court can confer the mountain god, the river god, the land god, and the land goddess!"

On the land of the East Wilderness, the City God Temple in the Tianyang Divine Sect was shining with spiritual light.

Wu Rong raised his head and roared to the sky: "All the ghost messengers of the underworld will be given the name of gods wherever they pass through!"

"Listen."

Bang.

The treasure map suddenly shattered.

Wu Rong, who was reflected in it, looked like the master of the divine court.

Like the moon.

Like the sun.

Brilliant and glorious.

...

The red-eyed ghost messenger wearing a copper coin mask and Ge Qing fought back to back.

Suddenly.

Another surge of power surged out of his body, as if he had received some blessing. The early stage of the transformation of the gods who had been fighting with them was cut down, and his soul was absorbed by the giant ship soul-guiding flag in the distant sky with a swoosh.

The red-eyed ghost messenger was shocked: "What's going on?"

"Listen!"

"It's the Lord of the Palace!"

[All the ghost messengers of the underworld will be given the name of gods wherever they pass through! ]

"Have we become gods?"

"Even the smallest god is a god, with real power."

"..."

Similar scenes were repeated in the army of the underworld, and all of them obtained the name of gods in the enthronement.

Originally, as a Yintian cultivator, the expedition to the sky would weaken his own combat power, and it was because of the protection of the evil spirit that he was able to maintain his strength.

Now he has been blessed by heaven and earth.

His strength has greatly improved, and his morale has been boosted again.

"Kill!"

"Kill the enemy!"

...

Under Wu Rong's pale face, a faint stream of Taoist blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. At the same time as he conferred the title to hundreds of millions of soldiers and horses, his illusory third Taoist flower was completely solidified.

There was no frivolous look at all.

Under the support of the Taoism of the Three Flowers Great Master, the heavens and the earth were all covered by the Dutian Ghost King Killing Formation of the Soul Banner.

"Attack the city and plunder the land!"

The Lord of All Gods.

Man-made heaven!

Wu Rong took a huge risk to completely consolidate the Taoism of the Three Flowers Great Master.

He grinned and said, "Originally, even if I conferred the title, I would not be recognized by heaven and earth."

"It's different now. The war between heaven and earth has begun. Yintian and Moyuan have an intersection. As the bearer of destiny, God is on my side after all."

"Teacher..."

"I already have enough magic power."

"Go ahead."

Tu Shanjun, holding the soul flag nail hammer, suddenly looked back.

His eyes were red and his lips were trembling slightly.

The pressure of the Lord of God's appointment fell on one person. What a terrible pressure it must be. If you are not careful, you will be crushed into ashes of time and buried in ancient history.

The surging magic power like the galaxy made the malnourished body full of blood.

Tu Shanjun turned his grief and anger into strength.

His pale face was completely ghost-like.

Gui Fangyang was shocked.

He found that the world-class ghost aura surged again.

This shows that the opponent did not show his strongest strength just now.

Tu Shanjun completely revealed the essence of the soul-devouring ghost.

With a grim smile:

"Don't worry, none of them can escape."

"They all deserve to die!"

"Since he has the means to prevent the soul from entering the banner, there is no need to divide the battlefield."

Tushan Jun shook the hammer.

The divided void barrier was smashed by the hammer in his hand.

Rolled over.

At the same time, the killing array of the ghost king of Dutian condensed several pieces of heaven and earth into one.

Bang!

One hammer.

Zhongjian Daojun's battlefield was dragged into the killing array by the hammer.

Xiongjian Zun was overjoyed.

Quickly understood Tushan Jun's meaning.

Hurry up and call Sanluo Daojun.

"Quick!"

"Follow me into the array!"