Cultivation of Immortality Begins from the Red Mansion

"Yinluo Banner?"

The Skeleton King looked at the small black flag surrounded by black energy in the left hand of the lean old man in black robes in horror.

"Why aren't you willing? You can still survive here. If you become the main soul of the acquired spiritual treasure, shouldn't you be buried?"

"Elder Yun, isn't it like this? No more breakthroughs in cultivation... and no freedom at all..."

Seeing the dark red skull man hesitating so lowly, he was obviously very reluctant.

The lean old man in black robe snorted coldly and said: "If you don't want to, then you should just go crazy. I don't have much patience."

The right hand needs to move.

"Great Elder! I am willing, I will be the main soul of your Yin Luo Banner from now on."

The lean old man in black robe seemed to have expected it. The small black flag in his left hand shot forward, and instantly reached the head of the dark red skeleton man controlled by the dark disk of black energy.

"Don't resist, otherwise you will be tortured in vain, and the feeling of being drained and refining your soul will be very uncomfortable."

The lean old man in black robe had a solemn expression and said in a low voice.

"Yes, Master!"

The Skeleton King seemed to have accepted his fate and only responded in a low voice.

At this time, I saw this lean old man in black robe, opening and closing his mouth, mumbling to himself.

At this time, his eyes were slightly narrowed again, and his hands wrapped in black energy continued to perform spells.

After a moment, the small flag lit up with black light, and many black aura light groups in the shape of black evil skulls rushed out from it. They opened their ferocious mouths and moved toward the dark red skeleton man below who was surrounded and controlled by black energy.

"what!……"

A heart-rending scream could be heard for a long time.

Countless black skulls gnawed crazily, and soon the dark red skeleton made no sound anymore, only the sound of devouring and biting.

After a while, a black light flashed in the eyes of the lean old man in black robe, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the spells in his hands changed continuously.

"receive!"

The black light of the small black flag brightened again, and countless black evil skulls turned upside down and headed towards the triangular flag.

Within a moment, there was nothing under the dark disk. Originally, all the black energy disappeared without a trace. Then, on top of the triangular flag of the small black energy flag, a small dark red skeleton figure that looked like the Skeleton King appeared.

"Master, now I am your slave, at your disposal..."

The low voice of the Skeleton King came from the small black flag.

The lean old man in black robe made a move with his hands, and the dark disc returned to his right sleeve, disappearing without a trace.

The dark red skull figure on the small black flag also disappeared without a trace, and the Yinluo flag returned to the left hand of the lean old man in black robe.

The old man looked at it for a moment, showed satisfaction, then opened his mouth wide, and swallowed the Yinluo Banner again.

"Congratulations to the great elder, congratulations to the great elder. With the soul of this heavenly ghost master, this spiritual treasure will become more powerful and will definitely be invincible..."

The lean old man in black robe waved his hand, his smile faded, and his expression changed: "Okay, Wan Puppet! What have you gained this time? Can you detect anything unusual in this Netherworld Canyon?"

The burly man in black robe looked ashamed when he heard this, and said in a low voice: "Reporting to the Great Elder, there are several ghosts with Yuanying strength in this Netherworld Canyon. Among them, the Zombie King has the strength of the middle Yuanying. In addition, Qingyi, Xiaoyao Sword Pai Ji Lingyu, who is exploring the wild secret realm Tianmen in the inner valley, is now being hunted by those ghosts, but their strength is not inferior to that of his disciples. It is expected that they are still alive now..."

"Xiaoyao Sword Sect..."

The lean old man in black robe narrowed his eyes slightly and whispered to himself: "This is strange. Two mid-stage Nascent Soul monks have entered the Netherworld Canyon this time. But this Xiaoyao Sword Sect..."

The lean old man in black robe suddenly opened his eyes, raised his head and said, "Is this Ji Lingyu the direct disciple of Xiaoyao Sword Master?"

The burly man in black robes said hurriedly: "Report to the Great Elder, this man is now a true disciple of Sword Master Xiaoyao. According to the sect's information, Sword Master Xiaoyao also has a true disciple who is in the early Yuanying stage and is traveling abroad."

"True disciple...Does this old guy also want to come to this wild secret realm? This will be quite tricky."

The burly man in black robe looked solemn when he saw the old devil known as Old Devil Yun. His heart trembled, it seemed that the Xiaoyao Sword Master was extremely fearful to the great elder of the Tiangui Sect.

He couldn't help but said loudly: "Great Elder, now that you have refined this acquired spiritual treasure, how can the Xiaoyao Sword Master be your opponent? I am afraid that if he heard that you were here, he would have already retreated and fled..."

The lean old man in black robe came back to his senses, glanced coldly at the burly man in black robe, and said angrily: "What do you know? When this old guy goes crazy, it will destroy the world. How can I fight with such a madman?" he……"

After saying this, he chuckled and said: "This time, the tenth-level demon cultivators from the Dragon and Phoenix tribes will also enter this wild secret realm. The old guy Xiaoyao Sword Master hates demon cultivators the most, so we don't have to conflict with him and let him fight with the demon cultivators." If we fight, I will make a profit..."

Having said this, he looked at the burly man in black robes and said, "Then Ji Lingyu doesn't have to be his enemy. We should make friends with him when we meet him."

"Yes! Great Elder."

The burly man in black robe whispered yes, his expression was very respectful.

"Let's go deeper into the inner valley ahead. These ghosts are still useful, and Yin Luo Banner needs more powerful souls."

On this day, the two ghost sects turned into a black light one after the other and disappeared into the red mist without a trace.

……

"Senior brother, that ghost is catching up again. There are so many powerful ghosts with multiple abilities here. I'm afraid we won't be able to resist it for long."

"Hold on for a while longer, I have already used the treasure to sense it, and the ancestor is not far away..."

Inside a cave passage with dark red stone walls, only a hundred feet wide on all sides, two men were standing side by side.

It was Qing Yi, who was dressed in white robes, and Shen Hong, a middle-aged man with a square face. At this time, the young man in white robes had a gloomy expression, and the blue sword he was holding tightly in his left hand had been unsheathed.

Next to him, Shen Hong's chest was heaving and his face was slightly pale, as if he had consumed too much spiritual power.

At this moment, a red figure suddenly rushed out from the front, and a dark long knife slashed across with a dazzling red light.

"Humph!"

The white-robed young man snorted coldly, and the green sword in his left hand shone brightly, and he swung it forward.

"boom!"

A clear and loud sound resounded through this small dark red stone wall space.

The red figure took a few steps back, revealing his figure standing in the air.

It turned out to be a humanoid monster about ten feet tall, with the sinister energy all over its body condensed into substance, with huge dark red wings on its back, and a dark red long knife in its right hand, which seemed to be quite sharp, with a dazzling red light shining on it. The evil spirit condenses, making people shudder.

"You monster is so brave. Our Yuanying Patriarch is not far away, yet you dare to come out for a sneak attack at this time."

Qing Yi said in a low voice and loudly.

"Junior brother, this King Yaksha is probably close to the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Let's just hold on and don't anger him..."