"Before I die, if I can see the artifact treasure again, this life will not be in vain." Of course, more than just meeting, what Chuiyun wants to do is to firmly control the artifact treasure in his own hands.

If it was an ordinary spiritual treasure, such as a Taoist weapon, but it only had the sanity of a three- or two-year-old child, he wouldn't care so much.

But this device is different.

Not only does it possess the sanity of an adult, but the artifact itself can also improve its own grade without forging it. Obtaining this treasure is not just a simple help, but it may lead to a path to immortality in the future.

At least, the treasure can grow with him, saving countless hard work.

All of this was disrupted by Taihua.

Without Taihua, he would have controlled the Soul Banner now.

If the main soul is disobedient, then kill it. If it cannot be killed, then ban it.

There will always be opportunities to surrender in the future.

"I'll give you one last chance."

"You and I join hands to find the path to immortality together."

Chuiyun stared at the red-haired monk standing on the bank of the pool.

Tu Shanjun said indifferently: "I am here and have nothing else to talk about."

"Middle stage of becoming a god?"

"I haven't seen you for more than two hundred years, and you've become stronger again."

The heat in Chuiyun's eyes bloomed again, and with it came regret.

He regretted not taking action to leave True Lord Taiyi in the Ghost Sea. Even if some people would die, he should have taken action. But at that time, he had worries because he had everything.

Now he has no worries.

He has nothing to lose.

However, the opportunity may only come once.

"But today, we still don't know whether it will be your destruction or mine."

Chui Yunzhang took orally a golden-red elixir that was as big as an egg. On the elixir was an illusory figure sitting cross-legged.

"Holy product?!"

“Good insight.”

"This is called the Hundred Saints Return to Heaven Pill. Even a saint can recover from his injuries within a quarter of an hour after taking this pill."

Chuiyun's complexion quickly turned rosy, and his sluggish aura quickly expanded, just like the thick river water quickly accumulating, and there was no such floating feeling as before.

Venerable Chuiyun said: "After I was hit by that sword, I sold all my family property and violated the laws of my ancestors. Even before my death, I had sold it to the Ancient Immortal Tower and signed a contract with the secret.

It’s definitely not lower than the price of this elixir, so you can get such a holy elixir that will save you.”

"So many years."

"I always send people to urge Yu Long to let him know the urgency of the news."

"It finally paid off."

Venerable Chuiyun stood up slowly: "You finally came back before I died."

Tu Shanjun looked solemn.

I didn't expect this person to be so ruthless, even if he got the pill, he would never take it.

Just waiting for him to come.

You know, once Chuiyun takes the elixir, he can start a new business, escape with Kunpeng Zong, and then slowly manage the business, waiting to grow stronger and improve his own cultivation.

However, Tushanjun still caught a message from it.

"The secret of an elixir that is no less than a holy product?"

Tushanjun chewed on these words.

Then he looked at Lord Chuiyun gloomily.

This man is so courageous.

Even if he wins in the end, controls the Soul Banner, and bans his main soul, when the Ancient Immortal Tower learns the secret, there will still be monks from the Ancient Immortal Tower looking for it.

Is he so confident that he can stop it?

"I'm at the end of my rope, so I have to buy everything and the things I don't have."

Venerable Chuiyun let out a long sigh.

"I won't show off the formation in front of you, the great master of formation."

Buzz!

With the power of the holy elixir, and the century-old enlightenment that came from being seriously injured and on the verge of death, Chuiyun not only restored his own strength, but also went one step further.

Chuiyun waved his sleeves and robe, and Kunyunding appeared at his feet.

Then he pulled out a long-handled Tianpeng sword from the cauldron and pointed it diagonally at Tushanjun on the other side.

"Fellow."

"It's time to finish!"

Tu Shanjun was unafraid, the Soul Reverend Banner appeared in his hand, and he said in a deep voice: "Yes, it's time to end this grudge!"

While speaking, an illusory figure appeared behind Tushanjun.
Chapter completed!