I am the main soul in the Zunhun Banner

Donghuang.

Tianyuan.

Divine palace realm.

Under the crooked neck tree, Yan Fu threw the chess pieces into the basket.

"Is this your clever plan?!" Gui Fangfu asked sharply.

With a wave of his sleeves and robe, the avenue with three flowers gathered at the top shone like a heavenly secret. Gui Fangfu snorted coldly and slapped the jade slip in his hand on the table.

He continued: "Originally, according to my plan, I lured Wu Rong to kill him. Even if the divine weapon is powerful, it is just a piece of scrap metal. The ghost clan will respond accordingly, invade the underworld, and seize the divine weapon."

"What now?"

"See for yourself."

Bang bang.

The palm of his hand fell on the Sendai table and smashed the jade slip into pieces: "The underworld is preparing troops and horses, and the giant ships will use the ghost gate to set up traps to go to the Eastern Wasteland at any time."

"Tianyang Shenzong has also been involved, and there are countless people who responded."

"Everyone knows it!"

Ghost Fang Fu stared at Yan Fu.

He never believed in any conspiracy, nor did he think that a chain of plans could succeed exactly according to his own ideas, so he always chose the simplest one.

"Treat", "Beheading".

Just take two steps and save countless troubles.

The strategy of one link within another is indeed very powerful, but once there is a problem in one of the links, the entire situation will collapse.

Now, he felt that Yan Fu was doing just that and messing up.

So much so that both the Underworld and the Tianyang Divine Sect are now preparing their troops, and even the Three Flowers Weapon Spirit knows this clearly.

"What kind of strength is he?"

Gui Fangfu said angrily: "The three-flowered old Taoist master fought one-on-three in Linhai City. He beat the evil master so hard that he couldn't raise his head. Yan Huahua died. He even resisted the Buddha's attack for a moment or two. At that time, he It’s already extremely terrifying, and he is a well-deserved top Dao Lord.”

Yan Fu moved his eyes calmly and looked at the crooked neck tree in the distance of the shrine.

The trees reflect five colors and are dazzling.

The rare mysterious breath of chaos in the outside world is like the mist of the tree island here, majestic and vast, with terrifying throbs erupting from the crooked trees shaped like pillars of heaven.

Gui Fangfu couldn't help but look over, he said angrily: "Do you really think he can transform into Nirvana?"

Yan Fu turned his eyes and glanced at Gui Fangfu.

He said calmly: "He has been extremely solid along the way, from a little kid who is different from others to being on par with ordinary monks, and then slowly surpassing monks and becoming the top Dao Lord at the same level."

"I know Tushanjun's strength better than you do."

"You think you can catch Wu Rong with the Yu Ren Yue and bury him in the Yu Ren Clan."

"You are wrong."

"It's true that Wu Rong is here, but he must be there."

"If you take action there, it will only make him gain a huge amount of evil energy, which will take him a step further."

Bada.

Yan Fu slowly put down the tea cup in his hand.

Look at Ghost Fang Fu.

He has no control over the ghost clan seeking death.

But the Zunhun Banner is very powerful. Absorbing the soul can make Tushanjun, the main soul, make great progress.

Yan Huahua has died, and now Tushanjun is also a well-known figure in the Three Flowers Realm. If Gui Fangfu is allowed to lead a group of longevity masters to die in the hands of Tushanjun, it is impossible to obtain the basic evil spirit for forging the ancestral weapons.

When Tushanjun plundered the world and became the ancestor of the Jin Dynasty, it was the day of his death in Yanfu.

He was not only saving the ghost Fang Fu and many Taoists who had expired, but he was also saving himself.

"Why are you so sure?"

Gui Fangfu said with half belief and doubt: "Of all the Dao Lords, which one is not in charge of the general situation? As a divine weapon spirit, his true body will only be in the Yintian Underworld."

"When the underworld was still the underworld, there was a rebellion. Wu Rong went there alone, but the divine soldiers did not follow."

"He will take action on big things, but he shouldn't take action on such small things."

Yan Fu smiled. Back then, because Yu Yan accepted the 'inheritance', the main soul turned against him and tried to ruin his plan.

How could the apprentice not spare any effort when it was his turn?

"This apprentice is so precious. It's okay if Wu Rong doesn't die. Once he dies and he's still alive..., he will be greeted with crazy revenge."

"Your method is certainly good, but you neglect one point. If the banner master dies, there will be a new banner master."

"Wu Rong is still in the second-flower realm now. Wait until he is replaced by a three-flower Taoist master."

"Tsk tsk..."

Yan Fu's eyes passed over the silent phantoms.

These few are the ones with the highest cultivation among the Taoist Lords of Longevity.

Each one was a renowned enlightened person in his time.

Even if its lifespan is exhausted, it still carries the avenue.

For them, lifespan is no longer an influence, but a simple measure of heaven and earth. It doesn't matter whether they have that number or not.

However, a force suddenly appeared and wanted to draw a line between longevity and longevity for the monks in the world.

They thought it was just shouting slogans.

Until the underworld gradually grew bigger, Mo Yuan's demon tune was also killed by Wu Rong, and his soul was drawn out and put on the Soul Banner.

This also made them completely unable to sit still, and they came out one after another, uniting to prepare for the complete death of this force that regulates the life span of monks in the world.

The tall and mysterious Taoist Lord, who was covered in obscure mist, said hoarsely: "If we let him become the emperor, it will be difficult for us to have a place in the world."

"We have only one demand."

Wearing a mask, the rickety Daojun spoke.

"Shatter the divine weapon and destroy the underworld."

"..."

"If we want to completely solve the problem, we must disintegrate the Banner Master and the Divine Weapon together."

Everyone looked at Yan Fu.

They understood that killing only one Lord of the Underworld was not enough to end the matter. If one Lord of the Underworld died, there would be another one. As long as the magic weapon survived, the Underworld would continue to exist.

This was the reason why they gathered together and obeyed Yanfu's orders. If they saw that Yanfu did not have the strength to annihilate the Underworld, they would turn around and leave.

Yanfu nodded slightly and said calmly: "This battle will pacify the Underworld and destroy the magic weapon. You can rest assured."

Gui Fangyang's chest was heaving. He did not expect that many strong people who he could not invite would come because of Yanfu's words. He did not understand that the forces that he had gathered with great difficulty suddenly became Yanfu's things, and even he had to obey because of his relationship with the ghost clan.

These were not the key points. He always felt that it was not safe enough.

Asked: "How many people do you have?"

"The people present here are only part of them." Yanfu smiled and said nothing.

"Will they take action?"

One of the Daojuns, who was holding his sleeves, frowned and asked.

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Yanfu's face gradually disappeared.

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He carefully identified the person asking the question.

Everyone was silent for a moment. Some things were tacitly understood by everyone.

The forces behind the scenes would not give accurate information if they did not make a move. If they asked again, they would be ungrateful.

Yan Fu smiled and responded: "I still have to rely on you more."

When everyone left.

Gui Fangyang also said goodbye.

As soon as he left the Temple of God, the cultivator who was waiting for him came up and said in a deep voice: "I heard that the public sentiment of the Great Dao Lord was indignant, and he would definitely destroy the underworld."

"It is true that the public sentiment is indignant, and it is not only the threat of the Great Dao Lord of the underworld that makes them work."

Gui Fangyang sneered.

The voice transmission said: "Yan Fu is not honest and did not tell me the bottom line. I guess the Buddhist sect will take action. He deliberately chose the East Wilderness Heavenly Abyss, and the Demon Abyss should not sit idly by."

"Then why were they persuaded?" The slightly bloated cultivator looked surprised.

"The magic medicine."

"Before, you could live slowly, but now Yintian wants to mess with the underworld and force all the great masters who have reached the end of their life span to express their opinions. Either reincarnate, or rebuild, or wait to be settled by Yintian."

"What do you think they are here for? Killing the Supreme Soul Banner to ease the urgent contradiction is one of them."

"The real purpose is to rob the magic medicine."

"Anyway, there are no other underworlds. If you get the magic medicine, you can live for two or three lives... If your life span is not over, Yintian will have no way to target them."

"Otherwise, how can you mobilize so many great masters."

Gui Fangyang directly exposed the essence.

Not to mention those people, even he himself had such a mentality. He really thought that the agreement of the ghost clan could make him serve until his death. His calculations in his heart were interrupted by Yanfu before they were revealed.

Because of this, he was particularly dissatisfied with Yanfu.

The bloated monk sighed: "In the past, the magic medicine was not in short supply, and the attitude of the great masters towards the magic medicine was more inclined to be dispensable..."

Gui Fangyang shook his head slightly.

"That was before, it's different now."

"The world is changing."

What about the Three Flower Taoist? He is just an ordinary existence in the hands of the fifth-step great supernatural power. That is, the world has some restrictions on the great supernatural power. They all have their own secrets, otherwise it would not be the turn of the Three Flower Taoist to dominate.

But then again.

In the era when the great supernatural power did not appear, the Three Flower Taoist was the best in the world.

If you can't afford to offend, you can always hide.

"What are you doing here?"

The bloated monk bowed and said, "The Demon King Boye invites you to the Sixth Layer Demon Abyss for a chat."

...

"Demon Abyss." Tushan Jun's eyes fell.

He knew less about the Demon Abyss.

But when he thought about where the evil spirit was more abundant, the first choice of the whole world must be the Demon Abyss.

In the past, he became a Taoist and cast a divine weapon, which consumed the evil spirit of the forbidden land of the gods.

There is an ancient god, the God of Righteous Law, buried there.

Just forging a divine weapon requires such a huge amount of evil spirit. If you want to transform into an ancestral weapon, taking this step, the evil spirit required will be an astronomical figure.

Tushan Jun's original plan was to evolve the Eighteen Hells.

The Dao created a field of evil spirits, which would accumulate and transform the Zunhun Banner into the evil spirits of the Zubing.

Now it seems that if you want to break the deadlock, you really need Zubing as the foundation.

"Where there is yang, there is yin. Even if the Demon Abyss hides countless demons and demon kings, it may not be beneficial to the world once it sinks."

Datou held the teacup, took a sip, and said with a smile: "I remember that you used to care the least about the world. Regardless of good or evil, you could refine them into evil spirits. How happy we were at that time."

Tushan Jun's fangs moved slightly, and he said lightly: "Are all demons guilty?"

"Demons..."

"Born guilty."

"Who stipulated it?"

Datou didn't say anything else. He couldn't say some things.

Tushan Jun didn't ask any more questions, but said calmly: "I don't want to implicate innocent people."

"Heh."

Datou laughed.

This sentence is okay for others, but it sounds really unreliable for Tushan Jun, a serious demon, to say this.

"I remember you killed a lot of people."

"Back then, on the mortal battlefield, the two armies faced each other, and your appearance destroyed the balance."

"Why don't you think they are innocent?"