Taoist world

Jiang Yun did not expect that Zi Shen would actually put this black flag into his hands.

In his haste, he didn't have time to think about the reason, so he hurriedly reached out and grabbed the big flag.

There was a muffled "bang" sound. Although Jiang Yun grabbed the big banner, his body shook violently and he was unable to stand still. He staggered back and retreated continuously.

Seeing that his body's center of gravity was unstable and he was about to fall to the ground, he suddenly slammed the black flag in his hand towards the rune platform.

With the help of Oban's support, he avoided falling to the ground and barely stabilized his body.

There was also a look of surprise in his eyes, and his eyes were fixed on the big banner.

Although Jiang Yun has lost all his cultivation and only has the strength of his physical body, his physical body has been tempered many times and is extremely strong.

However, he could not even lift this big banner.

It was conceivable that the weight of this large flag was beyond his imagination.

Jiang Yun had seen Zi Shen use this big banner before, so he only knew that it should be Zi Shen's magical weapon.

At this moment, he could only see with his eyes, and he couldn't see anything special about this big banner.

The large banner was completely black, and it was unknown what material it was made of. The surface of the banner was extremely smooth, and even shone with a layer of black light.

Holding the flag in his hand, Jiang Yun raised his head again and looked at the Purple God above.

He had no idea why Zishen wanted to throw this big banner to him!

But Zi Shen didn't seem to be ready to tell Jiang Yun.

Zi Shen's eyes were just staring at Dao Lord's clone.

The latter frowned, looked at the place where the black flag disappeared and said, "I really underestimate you."

"You have hidden so many secrets under my nose."

Even the power of Sanlin cannot make the Tomb of All Living Beings appear, so even though Dao Lord knows that there is a hidden space under the Soul Ruins, he still can't see it.

However, Daojun quickly retracted his gaze, raised his hand, pointed towards Zi Shenxu and said: "Die!"

Obviously, Daojun is not ready to explore the hidden space below for the time being.

In his opinion, the top priority is to destroy the Soul Ruins first and kill Zi Shen and everyone else.

Then, he had plenty of time to dig out the hidden secrets little by little.

"Bang!"

Facing the finger of Daojun's clone, Zi Shen could not dodge at all, and was directly hit between the eyebrows.

Zi Shen is now in the state of a soul. With this finger falling, a big hole suddenly appeared between his eyebrows. He let out a roar and bent down.

A strange scene appeared.

As Zishen bent down, a crack appeared on his back.

The next moment, a pair of palms suddenly stretched out from the crack and tore it apart with force.

A figure actually emerged from the hole in Zi Shen's back.

This figure is still the Purple God!

With a proud look on his face, Zi Shen smiled coldly at Dao Lord and said, "You can't kill me!"

The Dao Lord clone ignored Zi Shen, but glanced at everyone present, especially Hun Ling and Hun Xu, and nodded and said: "Your current appearance has brought me quite a surprise."

"But have you all forgotten who you were in the past?"

"Then let me help you recall it!"

After saying these words, all the expressions on Daojun's clone's face disappeared instantly, becoming neither sad nor happy, and his eyes became extremely calm.

But there was a trace of breath escaping from his body, causing the surrounding sea of ​​blood and space to boil and twist.

Immediately afterwards, his body turned somewhat transparent.

And in this transparency, it was faintly visible that countless shadows appeared in his body.

These shadows were of various shapes, constantly swaying, and there were countless shrill or angry roars.

Looking at these shadows and hearing these roars, the expressions of blood spirits, ancient hatred, and even souls suddenly became ferocious, and their bodies trembled violently.

Daojun slowly raised his hand, waved towards everyone, and softly said eight words: "In the past life and this life, we share life and death!"

As soon as the words fell, the shadows in Daojun's body suddenly rushed out of his body and rushed towards the Blood Spirit Ancient Chou Guhen and others.

And these innate spirits, the most powerful beings in the cauldron, seemed to be frozen at the moment, standing there unable to move at all.

Although Zi Shen, Tian Yi and Lu Yunzi could move, when they launched attacks on these shadows, they found that these shadows seemed not to exist.

The Heavenly Sword, the power of death and the power of cloud and thunder, fell on the shadow and penetrated directly, unable to cause the slightest harm to the shadow.

Everyone's expressions instantly became extremely ugly.

Because they all know that these shadows are the monks outside the tripod that Daojun killed back then!

In other words, it is the blood spirit, the soul spirit, the past life of ancient hatred!

They do not exist in the present, but in the past.

Any attack will naturally have no effect on them.

"Buzz buzz!"

In this way, all the shadows easily disappeared into the soul ruins transformed by blood spirits, ancient hatreds, and especially souls.

Even Tianyi Zishen and others cannot avoid it.

In an instant, everyone's figures froze, and the expressions on their faces became blank.

Only cracks began to appear in their souls.

Life and death together!

Their previous lives were all dead, so they must die together in this life.

In the tomb of all living beings, Jiang Yun, who saw this scene, wished that he could rush out of the light curtain to help everyone and fight with Daojun.

But unfortunately, he could not do anything.

And at this moment, the voice of the master suddenly rang in his ears!

"Don't worry about them, they are delaying time for you."

"Now, I will teach you a rune. You don't need to practice. You just need to use your blood to draw it on the banner in your hand."

Hearing the words of the master, Jiang Yun's hanging heart was half relieved.

Although he wanted to ask the master what all this was about, he also knew that now was not the time to ask.

So, Jiang Yun could only nod vigorously.

"Buzz!"

A mark suddenly appeared above Jiang Yun's eyebrows.

The mark of the ancients!

And then, the four-petal flower of the mark bloomed instantly, with a small ball of light inside, which directly sank into Jiang Yun's eyebrows.

Suddenly, a rune appeared in Jiang Yun's mind.

The shape of the rune was very similar to the ancient mark.

Therefore, even though Jiang Yun had no cultivation, he had memorized it after taking a few careful glances.

To be honest, Jiang Yun was shocked and confused at the moment.

What shocked him was that the master had obviously hidden this rune in the ancient mark in his soul a long time ago.

What puzzled him was that this seal was not complicated. If Zi Shen and others were asked to draw it, it should be completed in an instant.

But why did the master want him to draw it?

Jiang Yun also had no time to ask about this doubt, and he did not dare to delay, and hurriedly put down the black banner in his hand.

Biting his finger, Jiang Yun used blood as ink and quickly drew on the banner.

After just over ten breaths, Jiang Yun had already drawn the rune.

Gu Bulao's voice sounded again: "The banner in your hand is called the soul-calling banner!"

"And this rune, I named it the everlasting life!"

"Okay, now, go and call them back!"

Jiang Yun's body was shocked. At this moment, he felt blessed and didn't need to ask any more questions.

He stood up, used all his strength, raised the black banner high with both hands, and waved it slowly.

Jiang Yun even called out--

"All the creatures in the cauldron, souls, come back!"