"This... this seems not to be a Hundred Soul Banner, right?" Looking at the terrifying scene in front of him, Duan Changsheng immediately took a breath.
He had seen the power of the Hundred Soul Banner, but the power of the soul banner that Xiongbo sacrificed at this moment was definitely far greater than the Hundred Soul Banner he had seen back then.
He even felt that even if he used all his strength or used the power of the entire family, it would be difficult to resist.
There is no way. Xiong Bo seems to be just one person, but once the other party sacrifices the Soul-Spirit Banner, it will be a million troops.
Xiong Bo's expression remained unchanged, and he just sneered and said to himself: "Of course it's not the Hundred Souls Banner. This is the Thousand Souls Banner I spent twenty-seven years on the border battlefield to refine those undead spirits."
The power of the Hundred Soul Banner is already extremely terrifying. He could not imagine the power of the Thousand Soul Banner. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a person who blocks the murder of people, and a Buddha blocks the killing of Buddha.
He finally understood why Xiongbo was not afraid at all when he heard about Cyprus's master, because the other party was carrying such a powerful weapon, so what's wrong with being a master?
Compared to Duan Changsheng's shock, the children of the Duan family were all confused.
Whether it is the Hundred Soul Banner or the Thousand Soul Banner, they have no idea in their minds, and they don’t know what that means.
However, feeling the bone-like chill, I was still quite afraid.
However, Yan Xiao and Zhu Changxing were already solemn and tense at this moment, and were ready for battle.
Only Cycad was sitting on the rattan chair all the time, looking at Xiong Bo with some helplessness, and smiled bitterly: "Old sir, you will only suffer from bad consequences like this."
"Is that true?" Xiong Bo sneered and said disdainfully: "Then I want to know what the consequences are."
He said, pinching the magic trick again.
In an instant, the purple aura emitted from the Soul-Induction Banner instantly surrounded the cycads and made a harsh sound.
What is most terrifying is that after careful observation, you can see that in the purple aura, strange faces appeared.
The faces were distorted and all of them opened their mouths, as if they were to tear the cycad into pieces.
"Father, this... this is simply too terrifying." Looking at the strange and gloomy scene in front of him, Duan Yangming retreated repeatedly.
He thought he had seen some great worlds, but the scene in front of him still made him dare not look directly at it.
Duan Changsheng chuckled and said to himself: "I have told you a long time ago that Senior Xiong Bo is a master. Isn't it easy to deal with a mere young junior?"
"Changsheng, don't blame Yangming. I have been in seclusion in recent years. He doesn't know me, which is reasonable. Who made him not a martial arts person?" Xiong Bo chuckled.
He seemed to be helping Duan Yangming to rescue him, but in fact he was full of sarcasm. His eyes looked at Duan Yangming, and his eyes were even more ridiculous.
Seeing this, Duan Yangming wanted to refute, but in the end he swallowed the words to his mouth.
For him, it would be better to be able to resolve the crisis of the Duan family. As for a few words of ridicule, he could accept it.
"No, look... what's going on?" At this moment, among the Duan family members who were standing by and watching, someone exclaimed.
Upon hearing this, Duan Changsheng frowned and said impatiently: "What a panic? It's probably the effect of the Soul-Starting Banner... Do you think there can be a living mouth under the Thousand Souls Banner?"
"No, father..." Duan Yangming said hurriedly.
As he said, he pointed to the location of Cycad and said anxiously: "Father, look, what's going on?"
"It's rare and strange." Duan Changsheng snorted impatiently, then subconsciously looked in the direction of Duan Yangming's finger.
I saw a blue light appear among the purple aura.
The blue light seemed weak, but it kept brightening. Instead, the seemingly numerous purple auras were decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"What's this happening?" At this time, Xiongbo, who was sitting there with confidence, couldn't sit still anymore and shouted hurriedly.
While speaking, he subconsciously glanced at the soul-guiding banner floating in the air.
He could feel that his control over the Soul-Induction Banner had failed, and this situation was still worsening.
Seeing this, Xiongbo's heart skipped a beat and he immediately wanted to take back the Soul-Inducing Banner.
Although he didn't know what was going on, he knew that if this continued, the Thousand Soul Banner he had practiced for decades would be destroyed.
But what he didn't expect was that no matter how he pinched the magic tricks or cast the spell, the soul-guiding banner did not respond at all. Instead, the ghost trapped inside flew out continuously.
"This..." Xiongbo was shocked.
Before he could come to his senses, he saw a huge blue vortex suddenly appearing in the purple aura wrapped in cycads, swallowing the purple aura around him.
"No...no..." Seeing this formation, Xiongbo couldn't sit still.
The power of the Soul-Spirit Banner all comes from the Yin spirits in the purple air. If they are all swallowed up, the Soul-Spirit Banner will be an empty shell.
The most important thing is that the domestication of each of the ghosts took a lot of energy, and now it was swallowed up, which really made him feel extremely distressed.
Thinking of this, he suddenly stood up and wanted to destroy the blue vortex.
However, as soon as he got together, the blue vortex seemed to have seen his intention, and the swallowing speed was a little faster.
In just a few seconds, the purple air that was originally entrenched around the cycad was already very little left.
Seeing the results of his decades of seclusion and being destroyed in an instant, Xiongbo was furious. He stared at the blue vortex and roared: "I...I'll fight with you."
He roared and palmed at the blue vortex.
As he waved his palm, the originally silent surroundings immediately blew up and waves of ghosts and wolves howlings kept ringing in the void, and the onlookers looked frightened.
"Slaying the Soul Palm!" Duan Changsheng, who was a little lost in his mind, shouted lightly.
While he said, he hurriedly looked at Duan Yangming and introduced in a deep voice: "The Soul-Slaying Palm is a famous skill for senior Xiong Bo. He once killed a top strong man from the Hongmen with one move, but it is said that this move is used to cultivate one's cultivation level.
It will have a certain impact. He hasn't used it for many years, and now he seems really angry."
"That's it?" Duan Yangming replied a little weak.
Just now, he was quite confident in Xiong Bo. He was also a veteran who had been famous for many years and the extremely strange Thousand Soul Banner. But now he saw that Cyar was still safe and sound, so he was very disappointed with Xiong Bo.
"Haha, in the eyes of you laymen, Senior Xiong Bo is indeed at a disadvantage, but in my opinion, the boy named Su is already a corpse." Seeing Duan Yangming's expression flashing, Duan Changsheng sneered.