Gathering Soul Flags, Soul Bells (Ask for Recommendations, Collections)

Hongjun took the lead in sitting down cross-legged and released his soul avenue, as if he was not worried at all that someone would sneak attack, but Shen Long wanted to arrange it properly.

The three clans are now in the same boat, of course they will protect Shen Long, even if it is not in the same boat, they don't want the dragon clan to perish now, the three clans are full of strength, and they can maintain the relative peace of the flood wilderness, but if there are only two clans left, then a big war is inevitable, just like Shen Long said at the last conference, once the three clans fight, then it will inevitably perish.

With the protector of the three clans, the original thoughts of the surrounding powers were immediately extinguished, and the strength of the three clans, they did not dare to try their edge, and watched strangely.

Hongjun's soul avenue is as pure as water, but it looks between the virtual and the real, and it is very similar to the form of the soul.

The pillar of the avenue went straight to the sky, Shen Long looked at it, and secretly admired, Hongjun's soul path had already entered the quasi-saint level, if Hongjun's three thousand avenues were so powerful, then Shen Long was sure that the quasi-saint power here could not be worth one person in total.

Looking at his soul avenue again, Shen Long sighed, and compared the goods.

"Xiao San is really not good, whether it is long or short, thick or thin, it is far from the same. The earth dragon muttered to himself.

When Shen Long heard this, resentment swelled up, and his handsome face turned red, what is the length and thickness are not good, you say that my avenue cultivation is not as good as Hongjun, and it will not be long enough.

There is a clear difference between the Zhun Sheng's avenue pillar and the avenue pillar of Da Luo Shuipin, intuitively, it is indeed as Dilong said, Hongjun's avenue pillar is thicker and longer than Shen Long's.

glared at Hongjun's avenue fiercely, and Shen Long calmed down and began to cooperate with Hongjun.

Hongjun was the main force, only to see that the index finger and middle finger of his right hand merged, and slashed at Huanglong's corpse, Huanglong's reverse scales turned over, and Huanglong's lifeline fragments flew into Hongjun's hands.

With a wave of his hand, the fragments of his lifeframe and Huang Long's golden sword floated in front of him at the same time. His hands were sealed, and the great avenue between heaven and earth appeared, combined with the vitality of heaven and earth, lotus flowers appeared, either into the fragments of life, or into the Yellow Dragon Golden Sword.

Hongjun's expression was serious, and he kept sealing, after all, reuniting his soul was a move against the sky, he had never done it before, and it was still unknown whether it would succeed or not.

"Rong—"

"He-"

Like the sound of the Great Dao Tianyin, it came out of Hongjun's mouth, Huang Long's life grid and the golden sword trembled and shook at the same time, a sword groan, a ray of light came out, and they fused together.

"Say what you say. The Great Power, who was watching from outside, saw this scene and exclaimed.

With the sound of Hongjun, between heaven and earth, a great force was generated out of thin air, surrounded by great power, and they could all feel that it was this great force that prompted the fusion of the golden sword and the life.

Shen Long also felt it, he glanced at Hongjun in surprise, "Words and Laws" is a supreme supernatural power, which is calculated by the great power of the Flood Desolation according to cultivation, they calculated that advanced saints, mana and supernatural powers will undergo huge changes, among which "Words and Laws" is the special supernatural power of saints.

"Is he a saint?"

"Maybe ......"

"Thankfully......"

At this time, the surrounding powers' foreheads were sweating, and they remembered the scene just now when Hongjun easily resisted the punishment of heaven, and they confirmed their conjecture even more. Fortunately, he didn't provoke Hongjun Daoist at that time, otherwise, I don't know how he died.

Shen Long only glanced at it in surprise, because the conjuring was about to begin.

"Go-" Hongjun shouted, throwing the fused golden sword into his soul avenue pillar.

"The avenue is vast, the world is vast, the dragon clan has an ancestral dragon, great merit is born, it should not have died, and today the poor road gathers the soul. Hongjun first got up, bowed to the Heavenly Dao, and sent out a vision behind him, all of which were scenes of the Yellow Dragon's conquest of the flood famine, and the most important scene was the unification of the Dragon Clan.

Hongjun bowed, the pillar of the avenue behind him tilted, like a pillar of heaven about to collapse, the sky thundered, Shen Long looked towards the sky, and he didn't understand whether he agreed or not.

But whether he agreed or not, Hongjun sat down again, and there were words in his mouth:

"Shuntian is dead, come back to life against the sky, the Yellow Dragon has fallen, the Great Dao gathers the soul, the soul returns, the return comes ......"

Shen Long was still able to understand the previous few sentences, but later, maybe Hongjun's speed of speech accelerated, maybe he himself couldn't understand what he was saying, anyway, Hongjun was muttering to himself there, and later, he simply closed his eyes. ,

Shen Long and the others were upset, yawning again and again, thinking in their hearts that this guy was not playing tricks on me, looking at Hongjun's appearance, if he hadn't seen the pillars of the avenue behind him constantly changing, Shen Long would have suspected that this guy was asleep and talking in his dreams.

"Xiao San'er, what are you looking at?" Seeing that Jin Wu flew back to Tang Valley, the jade rabbit was hanging in the air, and Hongjun had no intention of stopping, Dilong couldn't help but ask Shen Long.

Shen Long didn't know what to say, but Dilong asked, and in order to show that he knew very well, he said to Dilong seriously:

"Going against the sky, of course, it has to be more special, wait slowly, according to my observation, it will take a few days. ”

As soon as Shen Long said this, Hongjun opened his eyes suddenly, and shouted:

"Gather the soul flag, condense—"

"Damn, you're the one who made your heart. "Shen Long didn't even have a chance to curse in circles, because next, he was going to play by himself.

In Hongjun's soul avenue, a flag appeared, still between the virtual and the real, but with the windless spread of the flag, the surrounding could hear the sound of the flag hunting. It was not the ears that listened to the sermon, but the soul that listened to the sermon, and the voice directly penetrated the life grid and acted on the divine soul, and the faces of the surrounding powers changed, and they quickly retreated.

"The avenue gathers souls, and the yellow dragon returns to its place. ”

With another shout, the golden sword slowly lengthened, and finally turned into a golden dragon, the same appearance as the yellow dragon, the dragon let out a dragon groan, and then burrowed into the banner of the Soul Gathering Banner.

With the addition of the golden sword, a nine-clawed yellow dragon appeared in the soul gathering flag, and the yellow dragon let out bursts of dragon groans like joy, like a call, cheerful The rebirth of the yellow dragon, calling for the distant soul.

"The avenue gathers the soul, the bell is the guide, the soul returns, the return ......"

With the appearance of Hongjun's Soul Gathering Banner, in Shen Long's Soul Dao, Shen Long visualized the form of the Chaos Bell, which was surrounded by stars in the sky, and the grass, trees, insects, and fish were faintly visible.

As the bell rang, the souls in the void seemed to have found a home and came to Shen Long one after another.

The remnant souls, wisps of soul silk, converged towards Shen Long, and were directly absorbed by Hongjun's Soul Gathering Banner, and the nine-clawed yellow dragon on the Soul Gathering Banner emitted a pleasant dragon groan.

"It's a success, Brother Tianlong, it's a success. Dilong was like a little girl, happily holding Tianlong's hand and shouting loudly, Tianlong took the opportunity to hold Dilong, Shen Long was doing it, seeing their appearance, he secretly scolded Tianlong for being sullen.

There are bells to guide the direction, there are soul flags to gather souls, the sound of return, although the soul of the yellow dragon is scattered, return to heaven and earth, but the soul wood is against the sky, wisps of remnant souls, have converged and condensed.

When the first rays of sunlight floated here in the morning, a dragon roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, Hongjun held a golden sword in his hand, handed it to Shen Long, and then said to Shen Long with a smile:

"It seems that Poor Dao and Daoyou have a fate, and the first cooperation is so smooth. ”

Shen Long's mind kept flashing the "fate" in Hongjun's mouth, and he felt that Hongjun's smile was so obscene, so he forcibly endured the tumbling in his stomach and caught the golden sword.

"Little San, you're fine. ”

"It's okay !!"

"And ...... you?"

"I want to throw up. ”...... I ask for a recommendation, a collection