Li Qingfeng laughed out loud.

If he gives up the Soul Reverend Flag, he really can't leave.

Once he loses the magic weapon in his hand, he is like a tiger that has lost its teeth and can only be slaughtered by others. How could he be stupid enough to dig his own grave?

"Destroy the soul banner and abolish your cultivation, and I can let you leave." The young immortal master's voice sounded.

Wen Lichun and Immortal Master Dunshi were both stunned.

Unexpectedly, the disciples of the Five Spirits Sect would actually advocate destroying the Soul Reverend Flag and want to save this man's life.

It doesn't matter whether it is preserved or not. For them, as long as there is a dead person to pay attention to, it is fine, but the soul flag cannot be destroyed.

This magic weapon is at least medium grade, and may even be top grade.

If it turns out to be some kind of ancient treasure, it would be a pity to destroy it.

Their greed does not allow them to destroy this treasure.

In their opinion, this disciple of the Five Spirits Sect was probably moved by the Soul Banner and wanted to interfere, so he swallowed the Soul Banner with such a righteous idea.

When this person brings the soul flag back to the sect, where will they find him?

Isn’t it up to others to decide whether it will be destroyed or not?

Li Qingfeng grinned, stared fiercely at the remaining Qi practitioners, and spoke clearly: "The fate is there, the flag is here!"

The flag is his life.

If you want the Zunhun Banner, you want Li Qingfeng’s life.

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Shake violently.

The black mist stirred, and Tushanjun had been waiting for a long time.

He held Li Qingfeng by his waist and under his ribs, and rushed straight to the main door guarded by Immortal Master Dunshi.

"Look down on me!"

Make a solid offering and roar.

While inciting mana, a tortoise-shell magic weapon appeared on his body.

"Show."

It is shaped like a hexagonal splicing, and is put on the body of a solid worshiper.

Tu Shanjun, who was protecting Li Qingfeng, showed a ferocious look on his face, roared angrily, and crashed into him like a fierce mountain ape.

Boom!

The solid offering was pushed out several feet, and the ravine at its feet was a foot wide.

But he still blocked Tushanjun's way.

"Don't leave, the devil."

Wen Lichun took out a palm-sized copper bell.

Shake.

The sound waves point directly at the soul.

Tu Shanjun felt that his ghost body was affected.

It stopped for a moment.

A flying sword flew with sword light and pierced his shoulder blade with a whoosh.

Penetrate directly and spin in the air.

The owner of the ebony flying sword looks determined.

He can't let Li Qingfeng leave, it will be a disaster if he becomes a big devil in the future.

Black blood flowed down the wound.

Li Qingfeng, who was pinched by Tu Shanjun, looked nervous.

Quickly cover Tushanjun’s wound with both hands.

"No, don't die."

"Please."

Li Qingfeng cried and shook his head vigorously: "I can't leave."

"Brother Ghost, let's go."

"Leave me alone."

"Hold the Soul Flag, I have enough mana left for you to leave."

The banner of Xu Zun’s soul has turned into a ruler and was handed over by Li Qingfeng.

Seeing Tu Shanjun being seriously injured, Li Qingfeng couldn't stop crying.

He has nothing left but his ghost brother.

If you can take revenge, you can also save your life.

"I know you understand."

"Go, go as far as possible!"

Tushanjun laughed.

"Since you call me brother, how can I abandon you?"

"Don't cry."

"I'll take you out!"

The sound is like the muffled sound of a bell.

Like a fierce ghost roaring.

Hoarse.

But the sound was really heard in Li Qingfeng's ears.

Li Qingfeng was stunned.

The tears on my face seemed to have stagnated.
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