Fantasy: One hundred thousand dead soldiers, you actually refined the Billion Soul Banner

“Please also ask fellow Taoist bannermen to say something!”

After speaking calmly, the Thousand Soul Banner suddenly waved in Ye Chen’s hand!

“Boom!”

The soul flag was waving, and the demonic energy was billowing. The surrounding void was suddenly enveloped in the strong demonic energy!

Zhang Ziteng, who had always been indifferent, looked at the soul flag in Ye Chen’s hand, and his expression couldn’t help but change slightly!

This soul flag!

Give him a sense of familiarity!

“Impossible, the devil Zhang Hu has already been killed!”

With a soft drink in his mouth, Zhang Ziteng dispelled the bad thoughts, and then the majestic magic power in his body completely exploded!

“Boom!”

In an instant, with the explosion of cultivation in the late Nascent Soul stage, violent ripples appeared in the entire void! The majestic fluctuations of mana were like a volcano erupting!

The bright sun condensed in the void behind Zhang Ziteng, and then rose slowly!

“Buzz……..”

As he raised his hand, the Fierce Sun Battle Ax condensed in the void and was held in Zhang Ziteng’s hand!

A pair of eyes full of murderous intent stared at Ye Chen in front of him!

“No matter who you are, you will die today!”

The cold words fell, and the blazing sun battle ax packed with endless energy struck down from the void!

“Tear!”

With an ax strike, the void was torn open!

A crack in the void spread hundreds of meters, and the whole world seemed to be wrapped in the blazing sun!

Hot flame waves swept in all directions, and the spirit stone mine seemed to be ignited and rose. There were bursts of flames!

Ye Chen was secretly shocked when he saw the attack with his hands raised!

The monks in the late Nascent Soul stage are indeed extremely powerful!

“Get together!”

However, Ye Chen is not at all panicked at this moment!

The Thousand Soul Flag flew out from his hand, and the demonic energy was billowing in the wind!

The endless whining resentful ghosts flew out from the demonic energy!

The soul flag flew out. Above, a main soul in the late golden elixir stage roared, and thousands of souls rushed over quickly!

“Bar chi…..Bar chi…..Bar chi…….”

The evil ghost soul was swallowed into the mouth, and the soul aura of the main soul also soared rapidly!

“Boom!”

In just a moment, thousands of Foundation Stage and Golden Core Stage monks’ souls entered the entrance, and the latter’s cultivation level directly broke through to the middle Nascent Soul Stage!

Rolling demonic energy swirled around the body, and terrifying soul fluctuations filled the entire place!

“Destroy!”

Ye Chen pointed his finger, and the next moment, the main soul held the Thousand Soul Banner and rushed forward! The

Thousand Soul Banner was shot out, the void was torn, and the mighty demonic energy condensed and turned into a huge devil’s claw, facing the blazing sun Grab the tomahawk!

“Hum, looking for death!”

Being in the bright sun, Zhang Ziteng showed his domineering attitude at this moment, and swung his blazing sun battle ax in his hand!

A sharp flaming ax light slashed out, across the void, and headed straight for the devil’s claws!

“Boom!”

The light of the ax split the sky, the flames steamed, and the devil’s claws were split in half with just one blow!

The hot flames burned the devil’s energy and turned into bursts of mist!

“Do you want to defeat me with this method?!”

With one step forward, the void shook. Under the bright sun, it was carrying endless power and crushing towards Ye Chen!

Soul fluctuations swept across all directions, and the demonic energy surrounding Ye Chen rippled! In Zhang Ziteng’s eyes, this kind of Thousand Soul Banner is nothing more than a trick! To defeat him with such a short-lived Nascent Soul Soul is simply a dream! Today, he will personally avenge his brother!

“Boom!”

The anger in his heart surged, and a hot flame instantly ignited on the blazing sun battle ax in his hand!

Zhang Ziteng’s aura at this moment was enhanced to the extreme!

As he waved the battle ax in his hand, the blazing sun condensed behind him, Like a surging river, it continuously transports power away!

“The nine axes of the blazing sun, the blazing sun shines in the sky!”

The top-grade heaven-level skills inherited from Lieyang Sect were waved in Zhang Ziteng’s hands at this moment!

The battle ax was waved, and a big sun rose into the sky. The scorching light dispersed the surrounding demonic energy!

The distortion of the void Next, the bright sun was crushing towards Ye Chen!

Feeling the hot air blast, Ye Chen’s face looked solemn for the first time!

Sure enough, the Yuan Ying stage monks were not that good to each other. Yes!

“Buzz…….”

Making the secret in his hand, Ye Chen closed his eyes and concentrated, and the perfect cultivation level of the golden elixir in his body completely burst out!

The blood soul flag that had been sitting cross-legged in the Dantian was now shaking slightly with the fluctuation of spiritual energy!

“call out!”

Ye Chen stepped forward, and his figure did not retreat but advanced, rising into the air!

“court death!”

Zhang Ziteng, who kept waving his battle ax to condense the blazing sun, couldn’t help but sneer when he saw Ye Chen dying! A mere perfect cultivation in the golden elixir stage!

It is estimated that with the power of the soul contained in the blazing sun, They couldn’t resist it!

Without the Qianhun Banner, Ye Chen was just an ant!

But the next moment, Zhang Ziteng’s expression suddenly changed! A streak of blood burst out from Ye Chen’s body!

Under the diffuse light, a breathtaking soul power swept directly across the world!

“Edict!”

The moment he got close to the scorching sun, Ye Chen’s magic skills changed and he shouted loudly!

“Boom!”

In an instant, the blood light flew out of the body and floated in the void!

The blood light condensed, and a bloody soul flag swelled with the wind!

“Ouch!”

The blood-colored soul flags rose sharply, and a wailing sound from the soul echoed in all directions!

Zhang Ziteng, waving the blazing sun, listened to the wailing of the soul, and his Nascent Soul actually shook slightly!

“How can it be?!”

At this moment, there was a hint of panic in Zhang Ziteng’s heart!

Looking at the bloody soul banner, there was a hint of horror in his eyes!

The soul banner that can make his Yuanying shake?!

Could this be it?!

At this moment, Zhang Ziteng thought of a possibility!

“Boom!”

As soon as the thought came up, I saw endless demonic energy bursting out from the Blood Soul Flag like a vast ocean!

In an instant, the endless demonic energy condensed, and with the addition of tens of thousands of souls, it directly It turned into a giant palm and hit the scorching sun!

“bump!”

With one blow, the blazing sun collapsed instantly, and the terrifying soul power was transmitted into Zhang Ziteng’s body along the blazing sun battle axe!

“Ouch……Ouch……Ouch……..”

Under the rolling demonic energy, tens of thousands of souls came roaring from all directions!

At this moment, Zhang Ziteng’s expression changed in shock!

One hundred thousand blood soul flags?!

This devil actually refined the Blood Soul Banner!