The ninth-level old ghost took Han Ming into a light and flew towards the depths of the secret realm. Now, because he knew that there were two demon cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage, the ninth-level old ghost movement did not have the blatant blatantness of the previous one, but covered up his breath and rushed to the other side quietly.

Not long after, the ninth-level old ghost took Han Ming to fly over a hundred miles and reached the source of this secret realm. A huge black peak that was thousands of feet tall was submerged in the white light curtain before, and only a huge palace on the hillside was revealed, which was the immortal palace that Han Ming and others saw before.

This huge black peak does not seem to be formed naturally, but was built by man later. The rocks in many places are different, and there are obvious marks of building, like a big hand holding the sky, pinching hundreds of thousands of feet high mountains out of thin air and rubbing them together.

There is a prohibition on air for a hundred miles around this black giant mountain. Even an old ghost like the ninth-level is unable to fly here. He can only land from the air and walk forward on foot, just like a pilgrimage believer.

A hundred miles away from Han Ming and the ninth-level old ghost, at the foot of the black giant mountain, two black-robed demon cultivators stood in front of a dim and ancient light curtain, raised their heads and looked at the huge giant mountain above their heads, and a hint of excitement flashed in their eyes.

Although the light curtain in front of the two demon cultivators was dim, there was a special ancient charm in it, and some golden little lotus flashed away, emitting a special Buddhist rhyme. It was obvious that it was one of the rare top Buddhist formations.

"Holy Mountain, one is in a cliff cave, suppressed by the fragmented world, and the other is here, joined by the hundreds of sects of the ancient immortal world, led by the two sects of the Double Walk, and suppressed by the Nine Heavens Stars and Ten Thousand Decision Formation. Now it is considered to be the sun again." The demon cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul sighed, and his eyes were staring straight at the black giant mountain that could not be seen at the top.

"Don't sigh, hurry up and break the Sumeru formation. Let's go up to the holy mountain quickly and find the remains of the last saint general!" The other demon cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul urged, then raised his hand, and a ball of blood, a half-meter-sized ball of blood appeared on his head, emitting a strong smell of blood.

As soon as it condensed slightly, the bloody blood-smelling blood began to twist as if it was spiritual, like a hundred insects hiking around. Then the blood cells gathered from the body of twenty top-level elixirs in Taiyi Sect and turned into thousands of blood-colored ancient characters the size of thumb.

Thousands of blood-colored ancient characters were like a large group of bees, rushing and flying towards the dim Buddhist formation, instantly causing the Buddhist formation to ripple out a series of ripples, and at the same time, the Buddhist formation sounded.

As the blood-colored characters continued to impact the dim formation, the sound of the Buddha singing became louder and louder. From the beginning, the chanting softly turned into a bell-like explosion, solemn and solemn, a large number of illusory golden lotus condensed around the magic array.

"Hmph, the Sumeru Formation is indeed a rare formation that defeats the demon clan, but under this blood soul breaking technique, it is about to be broken!" The demon cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul closed his hands slightly in the middle, and the thousands of small characters were closed in the middle, and it actually condensed into a rune arrow, stabbing hard on the dim light curtain.

Only a crisp "dong!" sound was heard, and the dim light curtain was pierced by blood-colored rune arrows, and a hole the size of a little finger was added to the smooth surface.

The light curtain trembled violently, and a large amount of golden spiritual light rushed towards the small hole, trying to completely bridge the small hole, but there were wisps of blood-colored gas on the small hole, which greatly slowed down the healing speed of the small hole, and delayed the light curtain, which could have been as good as before with one breath, by three or four breaths.

The two Nascent Soul-stage demon cultivators did not hesitate at all. They waved their sleeves lightly and turned into a ray of black air at the same time. They rushed through the small hole and entered the back of this light curtain. Soon after, the light curtain completely healed and returned to its original dim state.

The figure appeared behind the Sumeru Formation. The two demon cultivators turned their heads and glanced at the light curtain behind them, and nodded at the same time, raising their feet and heading upwards along a small path on the edge of the black giant mountain.

After the two demon cultivators disappeared, Han Ming and the ninth-level ghost cultivators walked from a distance to the position where the two demon cultivators disappeared before, and looked at the Sumeru formation that had been completely healed, and guessed that the two demon cultivators had already entered.

Han Ming looked at the Sumeru Formation in front of him, and subconsciously touched the storage bag on his waist. A strange look appeared on his face, but it flashed and was not seen by the ninth-level old ghost.

A yin energy was squeezing the dim light curtain in front of him. The ninth-level old ghost had a little wonderful expression because before the yin energy flew to the light curtain, it was covered by a light golden lotus and melted away.

"The top Buddhist formation, the Sumeru formation!" The ninth-level old ghost looked at the formation in front of him, and his face was a little gloomy. The ninth-level old ghost knew that this formation was a famous Buddhist formation. There was basically no way to break the formation. He could only rely on brute force to use attacks to exhaust the power of the formation, and finally achieve the effect of breaking the formation!

The ninth-level old ghost looked very bad. If it was other formations that needed brute force to break, it would not be too difficult to deal with. At worst, it would take twenty or thirty days to consume a little bit, and it could barely break it. However, this Buddhist formation, martial arts and other methods belong to the right path and masculinity. It is not only the nemesis of monsters, but also incompatible with ghosts and monsters.

This ninth-level old ghost felt that even if he gave it two or three months, he could not exhaust the power of the magic array. If it was normal, it would be fine. Two or three months were nothing to the ghosts, but this is the Origin of the Immortals. It was still facing such a huge secret realm, two or three months! When they entered, the daylily was cold, and the things were already collected by the two demon cultivators!

After trying the formation, the ninth-level old ghost gave up the idea of ​​breaking the formation and sat cross-legged on the ground, looking like he was planning to wait for the rabbit. Anyway, the two demon cultivators were going to come out, and they were blocking them when they came out and collecting tolls.

The ninth-level old ghost had made up his mind. Anyway, when it took Han Ming into the portal, it had already sent a message to the other four ghost cultivators of the Tiangui Sect and asked them to come over. If they wanted to wait for four or five days, the portal would be restored, and those ghost cultivators could also come in!

When the Tiangui Gate’s Nascent Soul Stage gathers together, five old ghosts are here, and the two demon cultivators will fall into the trap once they come out. The things they collect are not all from the Tiangui Gate!

The more I thought about the ninth-level old ghost, the more I felt this. I had a good plan and was a little happy. If I didn't do anything, someone could help them collect spiritual objects. I imagined it, but I didn't notice that the little monk following him was approaching the light curtain of the Sumeru array and looked up and down.

Even if he noticed Han Ming, the ninth-level old ghost would not care. It was helpless. Can a little human guy in the Dan-King stage pass? It is impossible and unrealistic. However, when it looked at Han Ming next, the pride on his face disappeared. Talk about "The Second World Immortal Mortal Dao"
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