Renegade Immortal

As soon as he appeared, he immediately went deep into the Immortal Relic Clan and killed several powerful Immortal Relic Clan members. In the end, he fought against the young leader of the Immortal Relic Clan, causing a sensation in the entire Suzaku Planet.

The battle between the two is known as the battle between the Immortal Relics and the future heirs of Suzaku Star.

In this battle, although Qianfeng was tied with the young patriarch and did not win, his momentum soared. At this time, people noticed his identity. Among Liumei's senior brother and Zhuquezi's disciples, Qianfeng ranked third. two.

In addition, this Qianfeng also has another identity. He makes all the people of Suzaku Star look at him.

This person is a descendant of Suzakuzi!

In this battle between the Immortal Relics Clan, Qian Feng became famous all over the world like the bright moon, and finally signed an agreement on behalf of Suzaku Xingye, the young leader of the Immortal Relics Clan. The Suzaku side gave up the third-level cultivation country, and the Immortal Relics Clan suspended the attack.

Duntian's eyes flashed, staring at the vast black fog that was overwhelming and roaring in the distance, and said in a deep voice: "This immortal clan has launched a second attack this time. Zeng Niu, I can feel that there are people in that black fog. A spell master who is equivalent to the middle stage of infant transformation. As for whether he can aspire to the championship or not, I can’t tell. You sacrifice the soul banner and we rush over!"

Wang Lin's expression remained normal. He glanced at the black mist in the distance and grabbed the void with his right hand. Immediately, the billions of soul flags in his body came out. With a shake of his hand, the flags were waved, turning into a black curtain and trapping Wang Lin. Lin's body was wrapped around him.

Duntian also took out a billion soul flags, wrapped it around his whole body with a wave, and took Wang Lin with him. The two of them turned into two black meteors, and amidst bursts of sound breaking through the air and the screams of countless innocent souls, they headed towards the Immortal Relics Clan. The black mist rushed away.

Roars immediately came from the Immortal Relic Clan, and a large number of Immortal Relic Clan members were revealed in the black mist. At this moment, Duntian and Wang Lin roared over and rushed towards them.

Just as the Immortal Relic clan members were about to take action, a shout came from the depths of the black mist, and the clan members immediately dispersed to make way for them.

A middle-aged man with no rune mark on his body, wearing a Gebu shirt, with lightning eyes, walked out of the black mist. Beside him, there was also an old man with a hunchback. The old man looked gloomy and coughed from time to time.

Wang Lin recognized at a glance that this old man was the one who chased him into the spatial rift in the Land of Immortal Relics, but was finally escaped by Wang Lin and lost in the rift.

The feud between the two was already huge in the old man's heart. If he recognized Wang Lin, he would fight to the death. But now that Wang Lin was wearing a straw hat and his whole body was wrapped in soul cloth, he couldn't be recognized.

"Soul Refining Sect!" the middle-aged man said softly,

Then his eyes suddenly lit up. He stepped forward and blocked Duntian and Wang Lin directly in front of them.

"You two members of the Soul Refining Sect, please stay!" The middle-aged man smiled slightly and clapped his right hand forward in the air.

"boom"

There was a loud noise, and with a tap from this person, an invisible force suddenly appeared from between heaven and earth, and immediately enveloped Duntian and Wang Lin like a heavenly prison.

Wang Lin's expression changed slightly. Under the invisible power of the other party, he suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis.

"Nine-leaf Spell Master!" Duntian's voice came from the soul flag.

But he saw the soul flag outside Duntian's body moving. A large number of souls roared out, among which thirteen purple-gold souls filled the surroundings like gods descending.

"Come on!" Duntian yelled.

Suddenly, those souls became crazy one by one, whizzing away in all directions, especially the more than ten purple gold souls, which were even more sharp. All immortal clansmen below the stage of infant transformation will perish if touched.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly. He had only been promoted to Nine Leaves in the past thousand years, which is equivalent to the early stage of aspiration among monks. He had not seen the power of the billions of soul flags back then, but had only heard about it in some classics within the clan. In the war tens of thousands of years ago, this flag was extremely powerful and was known as one of the most feared magic weapons of the Immortal Relic Clan.

At this moment, he looked a little gloomy. With a wave of his right hand, the surrounding black mist quickly dispersed, and the Immortal Relic clan members within it all retreated, forming a blank area.

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

"Mu Ye, you lead the tribe and move forward. Meet with the young clan leader, and I'll go and experience the power of those billion soul flags!" The middle-aged man ordered, stepped forward, and chased Duntian.

The hunchbacked old man nodded immediately, formed a black mist with his tribe, and moved forward again.

Tuotian flew away, suddenly paused, and sneered: "The nine-leaf magician from the Immortal Relic Clan is chasing me. Zeng Niu, watch carefully and see why the cultivator who aspires to be the leader is so afraid of these billion soul flags!"

As Duntian said, he turned around and looked at the immortal clan in the distance. He saw a long rainbow as fast as lightning. In a blink of an eye, it chased him closer. It was the middle-aged man.

Tuotian didn't waste any time and just made a hand gesture. He bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed it forward, shouting: "Fifty million honorable souls, thirteen main souls, now appear!"

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

Boundless, endless roars of injustice souls. The shrill scream echoed immediately.

I saw souls flying out from the soul flags one after another, densely spread across the sky and the earth. Among them, thirteen purple gold souls stood tall, looking at the middle-aged man who appeared with bright eyes.

"Look, this is the true use of the soul flag! Soul Array Thirteen!" Tuotian shouted, and the soul cloth covering his body immediately fell away, and it turned into a three-foot soul flag again and was held in his hand.

Suddenly, the 500 million souls that filled the world began to float around according to a certain pattern, forming a huge formation with the thirteen main souls as the center.

With Wang Lin's knowledge of forbidden formations, he could only see the mystery of this formation, but could not understand it carefully.

"Soul refining!" Tuotian shouted, grabbing forward with his right hand.

Suddenly, the formation composed of souls trembled, and at this moment, all the souls united into one voice, which sounded like some kind of spell.

In an instant, a black aura emerged from these souls, condensed together, and turned into a big hand. This big hand was the same as Duntian's movements at this moment, like his clone.

Following Duntian's grasp, a shadow with flashing white light immediately appeared on the middle-aged man. This was the man's soul, and the big hand suddenly fell.

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and he didn't see any magic weapon he was using. Instead, he raised his right hand upwards, held it a little empty, and whispered: "Ding"

With a bang, the big grabbing hand stopped immediately and remained motionless.

The middle-aged man grabbed it in the air, and suddenly it was blue, purple, white, and blue, and five auras condensed in his hand.

"Ding" the man exhaled softly, and the five auras immediately spread out in all directions, with him as the center, suddenly bombarding the surroundings, turning into five huge copper cauldrons, falling on all sides.

"Refining!" the man said lightly again, and suddenly the five huge copper tripods shook, and strange runes appeared on them. These runes appeared in a flash, spinning around the bronze tripods.

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

An aura of vicissitudes of life suddenly enveloped the entire formation, and some of those souls immediately floated into the vortex involuntarily, were crushed to pieces, and dissipated.

Duntian looked as usual and sneered: "As expected of a Nine-Leaf Spell Master, he does have some tricks. Thirteen souls, gather together!"

Suddenly, the formation of souls suddenly turned again. This time, 500 million souls suddenly condensed towards the thirteen party souls. In the blink of an eye, these thirteen main souls immediately solidified.

Five hundred million souls were condensed into thirteen main souls. 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 had immortal energy lingering in their bodies.

This time, the middle-aged man's expression finally changed. Duntian's eyes were cold and he said: "It's not over yet, the thirteen souls are united!"

As soon as these words were said, the thirteen souls suddenly moved, and afterimages appeared all around. After the afterimages disappeared, the thirteen souls gathered together to form one soul.

Five hundred million souls and thirteen main souls are condensed and unified to form one soul.

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

"Asking for the title..." The middle-aged man took a deep breath.

That's right, this soul condensed from a large number of souls has reached the level of aspiration. This is not a true aspiration, but is transformed by the thoughts of the thirteen main souls.

The main souls of the Soul Refining Sect were all transformed by the Infant Transformation monks in the sect. The only regret of all the Infant Transformation monks before their death was that they hoped to achieve the highest level. They were unable to achieve it during their lifetime. This thought after death It keeps growing and growing in the soul flag.

In the end, the thoughts gathered together and the souls condensed together, forming a strength equivalent to aspiration.

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

After all, if that was all, it would be possible to fight against Suzakuzi in the early stages of his quest for the throne, but it would still not work against Suzakuzi in the later stages of his quest for the throne. What really makes Suzakuzi fearful is how powerful this soul flag is when it shows its full power, especially the fourth soul among the thirty-six main souls. This soul does not appear easily. He is the one who makes Suzakuzi deeply aware of it. A deeply fearful existence.

Duntian looked at the middle-aged man and said coldly: "Go away, I won't kill you today! In the battle between your Immortal Relics and the Suzaku Kingdom, I, the Soul Refining Sect, will not participate!"

The middle-aged man's face was extremely gloomy, and the anger in his heart slowly rose. With his strength, if Duntian didn't have a billion soul flags, he would have been easily killed.

He stared at Duntian, remained silent for a while, and said: "My father-in-law, he cannot threaten me. Could it be that the power of the billions of soul flags alone cannot do it?"

Duntian laughed loudly, his eyes were like lightning, and said: "The ten main souls are here!"

He waved the soul flag in his hand, and ten more infant transformation master souls immediately appeared, floating silently around.

This time, the middle-aged man smiled bitterly. At this moment, facing one billion soul flags, he finally understood why the clan was extremely afraid of this object.

"The Soul Refining Sect will not participate in our battle with the Suzaku Kingdom. On behalf of the Immortal Relics, I promise that I will never enter the Soul Refining Sect!" the middle-aged man said solemnly.

After saying that, he cupped his fist at Duntian and turned around cautiously to leave.

Duntian shook the soul flag in his hand, took back all his souls, and galloped away with Wang Lin.

"One Billion Soul Flags..." Wang Lin witnessed the previous scene with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes. With this flag in hand, you can go anywhere in the world!

(Don’t worry, everyone, you will reach the infant transformation tomorrow! The next plot will be exciting. Situ Nan wakes up, the second war between the Immortal Relics and the Suzaku Kingdom, Liu Mei Qianfeng and others appear one after another, and the immortals hidden among the monks one by one... The remaining members of the family will come out one after another, and finally there will be a fierce battle. What will Wang Lin gain from this war?)