Above a pile of rocks outside the ancient city, a faint figure hid behind a large stone, staring at the ancient city that was chaotic in the distance, with some unwillingness in his eyes.

With the help of the power of the crystal jade cloak, Han Ming successfully hid here, and was not seen by the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage. He originally wanted to wait quietly for the opportunity to kill the two Qi-training cultivators with a flower of fortune, and then ran away after snatching the flower of fortune.

But who would have thought that the formation of the city protection was broken, and a group of casual cultivators entered the ancient city and left him alone outside the city.

I originally thought that with the power of this crystal jade cloak, I followed the casual cultivators again to seize the flower of fortune with the opportunity, but who would have thought that after the formation was broken, tens of thousands of skeleton soldiers emerged, densely packed.

Because after using the crystal jade cloak, he could not use his magic power at will, so Han Ming did not dare to break into a pile of skeletons alone, otherwise a skeleton soldier would explode and he would leak his traces if he was not careful.

Later, Han Ming watched with his own eyes, six Foundation Establishment Cultivators joined forces, destroyed a small half of the skeleton soldiers, and then broke into the ancient city, leaving a group of qi training cultivators on their spot to deal with the remaining skeleton soldiers.

When Han Ming saw this scene, he thought that a great opportunity had come. Without the foundation-building cultivator, it would not be too troublesome to deal with the two Qi training cultivators.

But just as Han Ming was about to sneak in and take action, the ghost pet Chun'er in his Yin bag suddenly sent a message to him, saying that he had an extremely bad premonition. There seemed to be an extremely terrifying evil ghost in the ancient city, and the vaguely leaked ghost energy fluctuations made her frightened.

After being frightened by Chun'er, Han Ming, a timid person as a mouse, naturally did not dare to enter the ancient city again. He just waited quietly on the spot, wanting to see if things could turn around.

As a result, a moment later, Han Ming saw a red and golden blazing fire rising from the middle of the ancient city, emitting terrifying waves. He was shocked. This kind of magic was definitely not something that a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage could use!

After that, Han Ming became more honest and no longer had the idea of ​​stepping into the ancient city. He just stood quietly outside the ancient city. After all, although the flower of fortune is good, it is still far from enough than his own life.

After waiting for a while, Chun'er sent a message again, saying that she felt the terrifying waves of ghost energy again. The wave was no longer something that ghost cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage could reach. At the same time, the city protection formation of the ancient city was actually opened again, covering all the wandering cultivators who entered it.

Han Ming saw the white light curtain covering most of the ancient city, and was afraid. If Chun'er hadn't just reminded him, he would have been surrounded by this formation.

If he is trapped by the formation, he will definitely be alive without death. After all, he cannot use the Feiyun Boat in the formation, and the strongest escape method cannot be used. However, there are six foundation-building stage casual cultivators, dozens of casual cultivators at the back level of Qi training, and a ghost king who is suspected to have already formed a pill.

Out of Han Ming's expectations, in just a moment, the white light curtain suddenly shook again, turning into a little bit of inspiration and disappeared, revealing the ancient city with a yin energy inside again.

But at this time, there were no shadows of the Qi training stage in the ancient city. They all disappeared. The ancient city is still dead and silent.

Han Ming used the Heavenly Eye Technique and looked into the ancient city. But except for the dark houses and the scattered bones on the streets, there was no other thing left.

"Where are those casual cultivators? Why have they all disappeared? Is there really a ghost king in the Dan-Cultivation Stage inside? Otherwise, why is this happening?" Han Ming said to himself, looking at the ancient city in the distance, and his eyes were a little solemn.

"Now I'm in a dilemma. It's absolutely impossible to enter the ancient city. So many casual cultivators didn't make any big waves when they entered. There was no difference between me going in like this and seeking death, but I was even more reluctant to leave after retreating. After all, this is a flower of luck. If you have good luck, you can increase the probability of foundation building by 30 or 40%. This is extremely against the will of heaven!" Han Ming frowned, his face full of thought, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.

After half a quarter of an hour, a trace of firmness flashed in Han Ming's eyes. After a while, the cloak covered his whole body again and patiently lie on the ground and waited!

The flower of fortune tempted him so much that he could not give up at all, but Han Ming was not a person who was ignorant of his life and death.

"The monks of the foundation-building stage of the five sects are very likely to be unable to resist the temptation of the double flower of the Creation Flower. They will come down to find out, and wait for them to enter the ancient city to see if things have a turnaround. I just don't know if my Master Li, who is stationed in Beijing, will take the risk." Han Ming thought silently in his heart, and his brows frowned slightly.

But after a moment, Han Ming's brows stretched out and smiled, as if he had figured out something: "It's all my choice. I came for the opportunity. Even if I die, I can blame anyone!"

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Above the ground, in an elegant courtyard in the Thirteenth Prince's Mansion, a large group of people sit or stand together.

This large group of people were all wearing monks' clothes and had considerable magical fluctuations on their bodies. They were all cultivators.

This large group of people was divided into five groups, one of which was wearing black robes for an old man in the late stage of foundation building. The black robes were embroidered with various evil things, exuding a demonic evil spirit. The other one was wearing white robes with small swords, for a young man in the middle stage of foundation building, with a faint sharpness leaking out of his eyes.

Another wave was wearing a dark yellow robe for an old man in the early stage of foundation building, and another wave was a monk in the early stage of colored stripes, embroidered with various stripes, like the patterns of a certain formation, for a young man in the early stage of foundation building.

The last wave was five or six monks wearing golden robes, and the Chen brothers and sisters who had had an association with Han Ming were also among them, for a middle-aged Taoist priest with hands behind him, with a thick and powerful body of magic power, and he was actually a monk in the late stage of foundation building.

"Brother Dao, the Jiang Emperor has been resettled. There may be a big fight next, which may affect mortals. Although the Jiang Emperor is not very good, if he dies, it will cause a little trouble." The middle-aged Taoist priest in the golden robe said with a smile at the white-robed young man in Wanjian Sect.

"Don't worry, Brother Li, I told a senior nephew to report it before. Now that Emperor Jiang should have been escorted out of the city by his personal soldiers!" The young man in white robe laughed indifferently.

"At this time, I still care about what a mortal emperor does. If he dies, he will choose another one. What we have to do now is to go down quickly, otherwise the group of cultivators will pick things and run away from another exit. The world is so big, where can we chase it?" The old man in the black robe from the Demon Sect said impatiently.

"Brother Dao said that all the subordinates have made arrangements. Then we should go down as soon as possible as we discussed before, otherwise those casual cultivators will really let them run away!" The young man in the white robe of Wanjian Sect smiled again.

"Okay, I will remove the formation now." The middle-aged Taoist priest in the golden robe pinched the magic tricks in his hand, and a golden light swept the ground in the courtyard, and immediately bombarded a large pit about 10 feet, revealing a bottomless hole two feet below.

As soon as the big cave appeared in front of everyone, a gust of cold wind suddenly came negatively, causing the temperature in the courtyard to drop suddenly.

"Haha, what a rich yin energy, there are probably many ghosts born below." The young man in white robe watched the large yin energy leak out, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a strange color.

"Yes, with such a strong yin energy, there must be many ghosts below. There is no need to go to find them this time!" The old man from the Demon Sect personally felt the yin energy, and his eyes were filled with joy!

"Brother Taoist, I've guarded it outside, so I'll go here." The middle-aged Taoist priest in golden robe bowed slightly to the old man in yellow robe, then jumped into the dark hole, and disappeared in an instant.

The middle-aged Taoist priest in golden robe jumped down, and the golden robe Qi training cultivators behind him looked at each other, but they did not dare to neglect them, and all jumped into the entrance of the cave.

"Hmph, you run very quickly." The old man in black robe snorted coldly, and jumped down.

"Fellow Daoist, let's go too." The young man in the white robe of Wanjianmen smiled slightly at the foundation-building young man in the Nine Formation Sect beside him, and jumped down.

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Chapter completed!