The ethereal and somewhat hoarse voice sounded in Luo Manping's ears.

Luo Manping frowned slightly: "What do you mean, fellow Taoist?"

The evil ghost on the upper half of the Zunhun Banner suddenly gave birth to half of its head and face.

He opened his mouth and said: "Even if you inject mana and spiritual consciousness, you can't refine the soul flag. For the soul flag, this is all part of the evil spirit. As long as you are not tired and are not afraid of running out of mana, feel free to use your mana."

Luo Manping asked in confusion: "Why?"

Tu Shanjun kept silent and said no more.

They are all smart people, and they don't need to speak too clearly.

In fact, Yang Wu was in charge of the soul flag, but Luo Tianfeng's soul coexisted with it, which was equivalent to the fusion of souls, so that Luo Tianfeng and Yang Wu jointly controlled the soul flag, just because Luo Tianfeng had mastered more.

He has more say, so he can exert his own strength. In fact, Yangwu also has the power to make decisions.

As expected, Luo Manping didn't ask again.

The divine soldier recognizes his master,

How could a little saint like him understand the complicated details?

If he really touches the soul mark left by the leader, it will let the leader know that he has indeed tried to refine the soul flag, so it is better to just wait slowly.

At least everything is going in a good direction now.

Carrying this big flag, Luo Manping seemed to be carrying his destiny.

It's also like a god of death wandering in the underworld.

As he walked by, a place became peaceful.

Did he bring peace, or was this place supposed to be so silent?

…

"Who is that?"

"The one who took action was Luo Ganyou, one of the four great hall masters in the North."

"The person he fought against was Luo Tianxiao, the elder of the Great Sect."

Apart from the conversation between the two, the entire sect seemed to have fallen into an eerie silence.

Even though the saints in the sky spread out the small world and turned into the big world and started fighting with great force, the other monks of the Asura clan seemed to have fallen into a coma without making any sound.

Standing in the void of the great realm, Luo Gan holds a tiger-headed spear in his right hand.

With a shot delivered, the Milky Way fell to the west, Long Breath painted the most splendid look in the sky, and under the scorching holy power, thousands of streams of light rushed to drown Luo Tianxiao, who was in a panic in the distance.

Just listen to a long drink.

Tianzhu cracked.

Stars set in the wilderness.

Luo Tianxiao's figure fell into the blessed land of Asura.

A bloody light and shadow flew out from Luo Tianxiao's body.

It is Luo Tianxiao’s soul.

Luo Ganyou, who was above the great realm, let out a long sigh.

Although he could kill the elder's body, he could not stop the soul from leaving.

But as long as it can kill the body, it is enough.

Even if the Void Refining Saint wants to regenerate with blood, it will take time, not to mention that now that the body has been destroyed, the loss required to rebuild the body is an astronomical amount.

He has completed the tasks assigned to him by the King of Heaven.

Without any hesitation, Luo Ganyou turned into a ray of light and flew towards the depths of the blessed land.

Luo Tianxiao, who had escaped into the void, saw Luo Qianyou leaving, and immediately turned into a ray of light and headed towards the blessed land.

Just in the middle, a gray wall blocked his way. When he looked closely, he saw that there was no gray wall but a tall monk holding a big banner.

"King of Power?!"

Luo Manping turned his eyes slightly and looked at Luo Tianxiao's soul.

Luo Tianxiao said happily: "Go and support the elders of the Qian clan!"

Luo Man said calmly: "What does it have to do with me?"

Luo Tianxiao's expression changed: "What do you want to do here?"

"By order of the leader."

"Whoever loses will take away his soul."

Luo Tianxiao was shocked at first, then sneered: "Cult leader?"

"The leader has died a long time ago. Twenty-eight people surrounded and killed the leader..."

Luo Manping, who was carrying the soul flag, asked with a straight face: "It seems that you know very well. So, are you also one of the twenty-eight people back then?"

Seeing that Luo Manping was unmoved, Luo Tianxiao looked shocked.

A bold conjecture came to his mind.

He lost his voice and said: "Could it be that the leader is not dead?!"

He understood immediately,

It seems that what happened today was no accident.

But someone is pushing it.

Luo Manping suddenly waved his soul flag: "This is no longer something you can care about."

"Luo Tianxiao."

"Come on!"

Luo Tianxiao let out a loud roar, and he wanted to rush to the depths of the blessed land to inform the elders of the Qian clan about this matter.

They were all wrong, the leader Luo Tianfeng was not dead.

Luo Tianxiao, who was supposed to escape from the gray mist, found that his soul had been interfered by some unknown magical power, and actually slowed down in the gray light.

"The leader..."

Luo Tianxiao was about to speak out his guess loudly when a blue-black flag passed over his head.

Then, his vision went dark.

Luo Manping, who took back the soul flag, also collected the corpse.
Chapter completed!