?There is a method of concealment passed down by the altar. Han Ming's disguise can be said to be quite perfect. The monks of the same level cannot see it at all. Even at first glance, there may not be any clues.

Disguised as a young monk of the Demon Sect, Han Ming wandered around the team of tens of thousands of people, looking at the giant array map activated by the Demon Sect cultivator, with a thoughtful look on his face.

He saw that the Xingxing Sect Protective Array was beyond expectations and was much stronger than the Guardian Array he had seen. If it weren't for the strange formation diagram of the Demon Sect that he had made great use of the formation of Fake, he might have been able to defend for more than ten years and not be compromised.

If the formation diagram can be destroyed, the critical situation may be alleviated.

Han Ming did not act recklessly, but continued to walk around the periphery. Soon after, more than a dozen strange cultivators appeared on the hillside of the Kuling Peak of the original Xingxing Sect, without a little magical aura.

These ten cultivators were not from the Demon Sect, but were voluntarily assigned to a mountain by the Demon Sect. There were not many Demon Sect monks patrolling around. It seemed that this entire mountain was temporarily used by these ten cultivators.

There must be monsters when things happen abnormally. Han Ming felt that it was a bit strange, so he paid more attention, and then through the Qingblind Heavenly Jue, these monks actually had their waist cards from the Nine Formation Sect.

Looking at the formation map that carried thousands of points of the Demon Sect cultivators, and then at the gathering place of the cultivators of the Nine Formation Sect, Han Ming's eyes lit up slightly. He was a little strange before. The Demon Sect was not good at the method of formation, so why did there be such a powerful breaking formation map?

"Go up and take a look. Maybe you will be surprised and have some clever hands and feet. There should be no problem!" Han Ming murmured to himself, and then quietly sneaked towards the halfway up the Kuling Peak.

There are fourteen monks in the Nine Formation Sect of Kuling Peak, of which seven of them are white-bearded old men should be the leader, all of whom are immortal, while the remaining seven are relatively young, and should be just guards or servants of the old men.

The seven old men have high and low cultivation levels, two early stages of the elixir stage, five false pills, and as for the seven guards, they are just reversed, two false pills, and five early stages of the elixir stage.

The seven old men were quite leisurely, some were drinking tea, some were playing chess, some were studying with a volume of ancient books, some took off their shoes, and pulled their feet all covered with dry skin... The other seven guards gathered on the other side in meditation, chatting, or watching the monks of the Demon Sect attack the protective formation from afar through the windowsill with relish.

This situation lasted for a long time until the old man who was drinking tea put down his tea cup, stood up, left the palace swayingly, and walked outside.

Not far away, a guard at the early stage of Jiedan immediately stood up and followed the old man out.

"What are you doing? I'm going to let go of water and relax. What are you doing with me?" The old man from the fake pill stage actually scolded a monk in the pill stage.

"Six elders, although the Xingxing Sect is trapped in the sect protection formation, there is a big battle not far away. Maybe the Xingxing Sect cultivators will escape. You are the treasure of the sect. If there is any damage, we cannot explain to the elder!" The early stage cultivator of the Killing Pill was scolded, not only was he not angry, but he spoke with a little aggrieved.

"Lao Liu, let him follow him, be safer!" The old man from the Jingdan stage on the other side spoke in a deep voice.

"Okay, okay, let's go, let's go." The old man called Lao Liu nodded reluctantly, and then continued to walk outside.

When the early stage monk of the Jindan stage saw it, a hint of joy flashed across his face, and he quickly followed him to protect the six elders in close proximity.

After half a stick of incense, the sixth old man ran back to the door of the hall with a smile and waved his hand to it, "Fifth, the fourth brother came over, I found an interesting thing over there. It turned out to be a chess board, which seemed to be an ancient chess game. You two must be interested!"

The two old chess players raised their eyebrows when they heard this, and said, "Take it serious?"

"Of course!" The six old man waved again, then turned his head and walked outside.

The two old men, known as the fifth brother, looked at each other and stood up together to walk outside. Two early stage monks of the Killing Pills followed over there, and they also had to protect the safety of the two old men in close proximity.

He kept chasing the back of the six elders and walked to a remote forest on Kuling Peak. The four elders and the five elders then chased the six elders who were stagnant. Then he said strangely: "Lao Liu, where is the chessboard? Where are you so guarding?"

"Guess!" The sixth old man turned his head, grinned, revealing his white teeth, and the folds on his face were shaking up and down.

"You, you, you are not Lao Liu." The next moment, the four of them came out with the Liu Lao, widened their eyes at the same time, stared at the Liu Lao, and then looked at their pierced dantian.

"Of course I am not the six elders. I didn't expect that the seven sons of the Nine Formation Sect will come. If you all die here, will the Supreme Elder in your sect be so depressed that he vomits blood!" Han Ming shook his sleeves gently and pulled the four people who had no power to resist into the woods.

After half a stick of incense, Han Ming tidied up his sleeves, smeared his face, turned into the fourth brother, changed his breath and continued to walk towards the way he came.

Fourteen people, seven early stages of the elixir, and seven false pills, if they take action at the same time, they cannot guarantee that they will be taken down. But if they are divided into three waves or four waves, it will be not difficult to quietly capture all the monks of the Nine Formation Sect in one go.

...........

Half an hour later, in the palace, Han Ming looked at the fourteen monks lying neatly in front of him and smiled slightly.

"Qixi comes out, please help me torture the remaining four seven sons of the Nine Formation Sects!" Han Ming called out softly.

An emerald green figure floated out of Han Ming's body, put his little hand behind him, and walked around the seven old men with a smile, nodded with a smile and responded: "A small matter is a small matter, the young master is wrapped around the little maid. I like to do these things the most!"

When Ran Qixi passed by the six elders, five elders, and four elders, the three of them couldn't help but tremble a few times, subconsciously shrank into a ball, and their whole body was trembling. It seemed that Ran Qixi was not a delicate beauty, but an evil ghost.

"Dream, little thief, you can think of it beautifully. I won't say a word!" The leader of the seven sons of the formation scolded loudly.

"Don't talk big now. Your younger brothers were so tough before!" Ran Qixi covered her mouth and giggled, and then spat a mouthful of pink mist at the four old men who had never been questioned.

After two incense sticks, Han Ming smiled and set up a self-destructing formation in the hall. He threw the soul of Qizi inside, and turned into the appearance of a cultivator of the Demon Sect, and secretly left the formation.
Chapter completed!