Zhang Ran looked at Ding Xie, then at the black soul-honoring flag in Tu Shanjun's hand, nodded and said: "Okay!"

"After entering the banner, you will lose consciousness and be controlled by the soul banner and the banner owner."

"I'm not going to lie to you either. Ding Xie is the master of the banner, and I am just the main soul of the soul banner." Tu Shanjun threw the soul banner over, and the Zhang Xu soul banner was inserted diagonally on the rock on the ground and stood in front of Zhang Ran.

"You need to make a decision early because time is running out."

As he spoke, Tushanjun looked towards the corridor ahead.

He could feel the strong wind coming from the opposite side, and it would not take long for the Fissure Golden Pill to arrive.

"Brother, is what he said true?"

"It's true." Ding Xie hurriedly stopped Zhang Ran, and at the same time reached out to pull up the soul flag.

He is a person who doesn't like to make choices, and he doesn't want to be forced to make choices.

Zhang Ran couldn't help but laugh.

Now that Senior Brother Ding is the banner master, things will be much easier to handle.

He threw out half of the prism crystal, closed his eyes suddenly, and directly chose to end his life.

The moment the Yin spirit leaves the body, it flies into the soul flag.

Even Tu Shanjun couldn't help but be surprised. This man is really a ruthless person.

If he heard such conditions, he would not agree to anything.

Maybe this is the collision of different ideas.

"Fellow Taoist, please enter the flag." Tu Shanjun said silently in his heart.

The Yin Shen at the peak of Foundation Establishment, no, to be precise, it should be the Yin Shen Ruban at the fake elixir realm.

The soul flags are fluttering in the wind.

"Junior Brother!" When Ding Xie got the Prism Crystal Relic, he also saw Zhang Ran getting into the Soul Banner. He yelled and tried to stop it, but it was already too late.

Tushanjun's aura rose rapidly.

The hood of the black cloak woven on his body was burned away by the magic power, revealing Tushanjun's head.

Scarlet red hair danced wildly, sitting cross-legged in the air, and the evil spirits around him crazily squeezed into the soul flag.

Most of the illusory golden elixir suspended in the Dantian of the tall body solidified in an instant.

Tu Shanjun's body structure is the same as that of ordinary people, except that he has no magic power, and the magic power to activate himself and the magic requires the supply of the banner master.

…

Inside the ruins branch hall.

The golden elixir monk in the black crack pulled out.

The crack is completely open.

The figure of the faceless stone statue collapsed and exposed, gradually half-kneeling on the ground, with the giant eye on its neck half-open and half-closed. Apparently no one interfered, and the entire crack was not greatly affected, but stabilized.

The golden elixir monk stood in the sky.

Then, he stepped down from the air.

He was wearing a gray robe with white cuticles all over his body.

His body shape is similar to that of an ordinary person, except that he appears taller and has more strange-shaped organs on his body.

The facial features are similar, the eyes have black whites and red pupils, and the corners of the mouth move slightly, revealing a set of sharp fangs.

The whole person is like a hot little sun, which makes people dare not look directly.

This is the oppressive feeling of a complete golden elixir. Every move and every move carries great power, which is simply not something that a 70% disabled person like Master Shiyin can do.

However, compared to Master Yuyan from Yangcheng, this person seems to be stretched thin.

It should be due to insufficient cultivation and crossing the cracks in the cave and sky. The cultivation is slightly unstable.

The golden elixir monk of the Rakshasa Void Clan used his seal as soon as he walked out of the crack. The crack that had originally expanded to nine feet formed a door under the blessing of his seal.

There was a figure flashing behind the door.

He is just a pioneer sent by Dongtian, and his cultivation level is not very high.

As the door expanded, a white figure walked out of the door.

At a glance, their monks were only at the foundation-building level.

Many Rakshasa Xu clansmen in the foundation-building realm half-knelt on the ground and saluted: "Elder."

"Go and capture those Wanfa Sect disciples."

Suddenly, a powerful wave of mana came from the front.
Chapter completed!