The Second Immortal Road

　　 Somewhere on the outskirts of the ancient city, on a pile of rocks, a faint figure hides behind a certain big rock, staring closely at the chaotic ancient city in the distance, with some unwillingness in his eyes.

With the help of the power of the crystal jade cloak, Han Ming successfully lurked here. He was not discovered by the monks in the foundation building period. He wanted to wait for the opportunity quietly and quietly kill the two who possessed a flower. The flowers practice qi and loose repairs, and they ran away if they grabbed the flowers of good fortune.

　　 But who would have thought that the great formation of the city guard would be broken, and all the casual cultivators entered the ancient city, leaving him alone outside the city.

　　 Originally thought that with the power of this crystal jade cloak, he would once again follow those casual repairs, taking a good opportunity to seize the good fortune flowers, but who would have thought that tens of thousands of skeleton soldiers would come out after the break of the big formation, densely packed.

Because after using the crystal jade cloak, he can't use his power at will, so Han Ming didn't dare to break into a pile of skeletons alone, otherwise a certain skeleton soldier would explode, and he would leak his trail if he didn't pay attention. .

　　 Later, Han Ming watched the six foundation-building cultivators join forces and broke into the ancient city after destroying a half of the skeleton soldiers.

　　 When Han Ming saw this situation, he thought that a great opportunity had arrived. Without the monks in the foundation building period, he would not be too troublesome to deal with the monks in the two Qi training period.

But just when Han Ming was about to sneak into his hands, the ghost pet Chuner in his **** suddenly transmitted to him, saying that he had a very bad premonition. The terrifying evil spirit and the faintly leaking ghost fluctuations made her feel terrified.

　　 When Chun'er was so scared, Han Ming, who was as timid as a mouse, naturally did not dare to enter the ancient city anymore, but waited quietly in place, wanting to see how things could turn around.

　　 After a while, Han Ming saw from a distance the red-gold raging fire in the middle of the ancient city, emitting waves of terror, he was suddenly shocked, this kind of magic can not be displayed by the monks in the foundation period!

After 　　, Han Ming became more honest. He no longer had the idea of ​​stepping into the ancient city. He just stayed quietly outside the ancient city.

After waiting for a while, Chun'er came over again, saying that he felt the terrifying ghost energy fluctuations again. The fluctuations were no longer reachable by the ghost cultivators during the foundation construction period. At the same time, the ancient city's protective array It turned on again, covering all the loose repairs that went in.

　　 Han Ming saw the white light curtain covering most of the ancient city, he was afraid for a while, if it weren’t for Chuner’s reminder, he was afraid that he would also be surrounded by this large array.

If he is trapped by the Great Array, it will definitely be dead or alive. After all, in the Great Array, he cannot use the Feiyun Boat, and the strongest escape method is no longer available, but there are six base-building phases for casual cultivation. Ten casual cultivators in the middle and later stages of Qi training, and a ghost king who seems to have formed a pill.

　　 It was beyond Han Ming's expectation, but within a moment of effort, the white light curtain suddenly shook again, turning into a little bit of aura again and disappearing, revealing the gloomy ancient city inside again.

　　 But at this time, there are still those shadows of the Qi training period in the ancient city, they have all disappeared, and the ancient city is still silent except for death.

　　 Han Ming used the Sky Eye Technique and looked towards the inside of the ancient city. Apart from the dark houses and scattered bones scattered on the streets, there was nothing else.

"Those casual cultivators! Why are they all gone? Is there really a ghost king in the pill formation stage, or why is it like this!" Han Ming said to himself, looking at the ancient city in the distance. dignified.

"Now there is a dilemma. It is absolutely impossible to enter the ancient city. So many casual cultivators have not caused any big waves. There is no difference between entering this way and looking for death, but it is even more reluctant to retreat. Fortune flowers, if you are lucky, you can increase the probability of foundation building by 30 to 40%. This is extremely against the sky!" Han Ming frowned, his face full of thinking, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.

　　 After a short quarter of an hour, Han Ming's eyes flashed a steadfast color, which was a cloak for a while, covering the whole person again, and patiently fell on the ground and waited!

　　 The temptation of the flower of good fortune was so great that he could not give up at all, but Han Ming was not a person who relentlessly advances and retreats.

"Five sects and a few monks in the foundation-building period are extremely likely to be unable to resist the temptation of double-flowered natural flowers. They will come down to find out. When they come down and enter the ancient city, they will see if things turn for the better, but the one who doesn’t know about me Will Uncle Li in Beijing take the risk?" Han Ming thought silently in his heart, frowning slightly.

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

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

　　 This large group of people are all dressed in monks' costumes, and there are not low mana fluctuations on their bodies, and they are all immortal cultivators.

　　 This large group of people is divided into five groups, one wave is all wearing black robes, and the leader is an old man in the late stage of foundation construction. The black robes are embroidered with various devil heads and evil things, which reveals a devilish evil spirit. There is also a wave of white robes embroidered with small swords, headed by a young man in the middle of the foundation construction period, with a faint sharpness leaking out of his eyes.

The other wave was wearing dark yellow robes, headed by an old man in the early days of foundation building, and another wave was a monk wearing colorful stripes, embroidered with various stripes, like a pattern of formation, headed by A young man in the early days of foundation building.

The last wave was five or six monks wearing golden robes. The Chen brothers and sisters who had crossed with Han Ming were among them. The leader was a middle-aged Taoist with his hands behind him. A monk in the late foundation period.

"Brother Dao, then Emperor Jiang has been settled, and there may be a big fight next, but it may affect mortals. Although Emperor Jiang is not very good, but if he dies, it will bring a It's a little troublesome." The middle-aged Taoist priest in the golden robe smiled at the white robe youth in the Wanjianmen.

　　 "Senior Brother Li, don't worry, he told a certain nephew to inform him, and now that Jiang Huang should have been escorted out of the city by his own soldiers!" The white robe youth laughed indifferently.

"At this time, I still care about what a mortal emperor does. If he dies, he will choose another one~www.wuxiamtl.com~ What we have to do now is to go down quickly, otherwise the group of casual repairs will pick up things and run away from another exit. Now, the world is so big, where are we going to chase it?" The black-robed old man who divides the Demon Sect said impatiently.

"Brother Dao said, everyone under the sect has been arranged, then we should go down as soon as we discussed before, otherwise the casual cultivators will run away!" The white-robed youth of Wanjianmen is haha ​​again. Smile.

"Well, poor Dao will remove the formation." The middle-aged Taoist priest in Jinpao pinched the technique, and a golden light swept toward the ground of the courtyard, and suddenly a large hole was bombed out, revealing what was under two feet. A big hole with no bottom.

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

　　 "Heh, it's so strong, there are many ghosts born below." The white-robed youth watched the large amount of yin qi leak out, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a different color.

　　 "Yes, such a strong Yin Qi, there must be a lot of ghosts underneath, this time I don't need to spend a lot of time looking for it!" The old man of the Demon Sect felt the Yin Qi personally, and his eyes were more happy!

"Brother Dao, keep it outside, let's go down here." The middle-aged Taoist priest in the golden robe slightly arched his hand at the old man in the yellow robe, and jumped into the dark hole, and disappeared in a flash. .

　　 The golden-robed middle-aged Taoist leaped down, and the several golden-robed cultivators behind him glanced at each other, and did not dare to neglect, they all jumped into the hole.

　　 "Huh, I run very fast." The black robe old man snorted coldly, and jumped and jumped down.

　　 "Friends of Daoist, let's go, too." The young man in white robe Wan Jianmen smiled at the young man who was standing beside him, and jumped down.

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