Tu Shanjun's escape speed is astonishingly fast. Even if Tu Shan Jinghong uses all his escape skills, he will never be able to catch up.

The chasing monk from the late stage of Wanfa Sect's Golden Core was also having a hard time chasing him. Fortunately, there were thousands of miles of thunder clouds to point him in the direction, otherwise he would have been lost.

The thunder cloud that stretches thousands of miles is a good beacon.

The uncle asked him to catch up, not only for the magic weapon, but also to see if the thunder disaster would spread to the world.

However, Master Changshui felt that something was not right about this route. It was not going to the secular world, but seemed to be going to a less populated place.

Without thinking too much, he activated his magic power and continued to follow.

As time went on, Tushanjun's complexion became a bit more visibly gloomy.

It's not that the thunderclouds above are about to fall, but that the thunderclouds haven't fallen yet and are still gathering. They have stretched from the original thousand miles to a thousand and two hundred miles, and are continuing to gather.

Tu Shanjun could clearly feel that there was a faint qi between heaven and earth locked on him. This qi was very weak, but it was as if it was tied to his body and he couldn't get rid of it.

Another quarter of an hour.

The thunderclouds above have accumulated for eighteen hundred miles.

Tu Shanjun could no longer escape, because the thundercloud had already arced down from above, striking him in a zigzag manner. Although this arc was very small, it also meant that the thundercloud had almost accumulated.

"It should be fine here."

He did not continue running, but began to arrange the formation.

"here it is……"

Master Changshui looked at the boundary monument in the distance in surprise. This is the junction of the Blood Evil Sect and the Corpse Demon Sect. It is only a million miles away from the Blood Evil Sect. It is not very convenient for the Great Master who is about to pass the tribulation at the peak of the Golden Core.

Far.

If the person who overcame the tribulation was more ruthless and ran directly to the top of the mountain gate of the Blood Evil Sect, he would probably involve the entire Blood Evil Sect.

However, as long as there is still reason and hope, people will not do this.

Thunder tribulation may not necessarily kill the disciples of large sects.

They have powerful monks to take action and a large formation that can stand for thousands of years to resist, but the monks who cause the thunder tribulation will inevitably die in the superposition of thunder tribulation.

When the person who has overcome the calamity dies, the thunderclouds in the sky will also dissipate.

But this is indeed a good place.

The border area between Corpse Demon Sect, Blood Demon Sect and Netherworld.

Deep into the desolate southeast, no secular people live.

And on the other side of the underworld.

The black soil everywhere here is not suitable for ordinary people to live. Even demon cultivators and ghost cultivators despise the lack of resources here.

Tu Shanjun does not care about ordinary people.

The Wanfa Zong Jindan behind him will take care of these things.

With the strength of the Golden elixir master, it is not difficult to detect thousands of miles with spiritual consciousness. How many ordinary people can live within a thousand miles?

This is the territory of the Demon Sect, so he came.

Tu Shanjun is already prepared for the large amount of evil energy needed after the thunder tribulation.

He selected a mountain top, chopped down the big banyan tree branch in the soul flag, and used it as a consumable object. He buried it in the mountains beside him. The talismans flew out of the storage bag and stuck them down in an orderly manner.

Taking out thirty-six tokens, Tu Shanjun used his magic power to urge the tokens in his hand.

The token suddenly turned into a thirty-six-square-foot-tall red sky warrior and landed on the thirty-sixth position. The red sky warrior was used to connect the formation and serve as the base node of the formation.

He kneaded the earth to create an altar, dropped the soul flag in his hand on the altar, and directed the red sky warriors to perfect the formation.

Chang Shui, who was watching from a distance, widened his eyes in amazement.

This man's spells were really pleasing to the eye, but in just a short time he had already set up a large defensive formation that even he couldn't understand.

Even though he couldn't understand what the large formation was, he could understand its power just by feeling the breath of the formation.

"No wonder this person disdains the protection that my uncle said. It turns out that he has such a method." Master Changshui was amazed. He did not come forward to disturb him and stood far away on the clouds two thousand miles away.

Sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation, Tu Shanjun pinched his fingers. He wanted to lay out a formation that could be supported by all ghosts. He would use the five elements to evolve into the shape of the Heavenly Gang, use the turbid energy of all ghosts as the thick soil, and supplement it with the ghost kings of the ten directions as the core.

With the support of the big formation, he will get a lot of opportunities.

And even now, the huge evil spirit he brought out from the cave has not been completely digested. It is still transforming the soul flag, and the entire soul flag is filled with majestic evil energy.

Not to mention the incense tree that he uprooted, which contained much more evil energy.

Application time.

The breeze comes slowly.

Dark clouds loomed.

Ten thousand thunderbolts gathered at the top of the formation.

Tiny arcs of electricity hung down from above, falling on the light shield of the large array, sparking flashes of spiritual light, and causing bursting sparks to splash in all directions.

The sound of rolling thunder was like the sound of drums from ancient times and the heavy hammering. The sound seemed to be connected to Tushanjun's heart.

Just hear...

Plop, plop!

The heart beats powerfully, and the flow of qi and blood makes the body a faint red color.

The mana in the Dantian surges to the limbs and bones.

Chi Xuan's body is very powerful, and the mana in his body is condensed and thick enough. In addition, the elixir for extracting mana has never stopped, which keeps the body's mana at 89%.

When he let his body go, the mana in his body was almost at 90%.

Tu Shanjun raised his head and shouted: "God!"

"come."

I don’t know whether it was the end of the brewing, or whether it was the offense of Tu Shanjun’s harsh words, but the arc above exploded, and then a barrel-thick thunder beam burst out from the thunderclouds in the sky.

Boom!!

The beam of light impacted on the photomask, causing the photomask to be subdued by streaks of thunder and fire, rolling down.

"Get into formation."

Tu Shanjun waved the command flag in his hand, and the shadow of the ghost king from all directions turned into a black flag and fell on the base of the formation. The black light from the ten directions spread to the bodies of the thirty-six red sky warriors. The red sky warriors raised their heads one after another and gathered their palms.

Texture.

Pillars of light rose up one after another, like molten pillars solidifying in the air.

Tushanjun on the high altar turned the phantom soul flag in his hand, and the black mist filled the air and turned into clouds, facing the clouds above.

Boom.

The black clouds in the sky thundered again.

At this time, the thunder beam had become a bit thicker than a water tank. The sharp and burning breath squeezed the air aside, forming a circle of clouds surrounding the thunder beam.

The soul flag behind Tu Shanjun flew high, and it withstood the lightning strike as if it was drawing thunder. Some arcs of electricity appeared on the soul flag, and the surface of the soul flag also became a lot more charred.

"This Thunder Tribulation Thunder is the most majestic, but I don't know that such a breath can also produce evil spirits." Tu Shanjun spoke while holding the weapon refining method in his hand.

He wanted to use the Thunder Tribulation to refine the weapon so that the huge evil energy absorbed could be quickly digested.

The first two thunderbolts were not unstoppable, so Tu Shanjun thought of letting the soul flag absorb part of the thunder power first.

The magic weapon shines brightly, and half of the charred flags are quickly woven under the repair of the evil spirit. The newly woven flags are obviously different from the old ones, with a faint hint of simplicity in the thick atmosphere.

The original light is much inferior to the new light.

It's like the originally mottled and impure color is slowly purifying.

Tu Shanjun sat on the altar, his magic power activated the magic weapon, and he felt the transformation of the magic weapon.

Look up again.

The third thunderbolt is already comparable to a house.

The fourth way.

The fifth lane.

…

There is no intact part of the soul flag, the surface of the flag is burnt black, and the main pole is also broken. Tu Shanjun's Yin Shen was stunned by the thunder, his ears were buzzing, and his whole head was a mess.

"No more resistance."

Tu Shanjun recalled the soul banner above.

At this time, Changshui Zhenren, who was two thousand miles away, had already opened his mouth in surprise. He was frightened back by the dazzling thunder. His eyes were stung by the burst of light. His consciousness was shattered, and the Yin Shen was stunned.

Feel the vibration.

Unexpectedly, the small black flag could withstand five thunderbolts without breaking. It just looked completely different and did not break into pieces.
To be continued...