Time passed, more and more warriors came, densely lined up at the city gate, although there were many people, none of the warriors wanted to enter the ancient city to explore. Because before this, there were already warriors who went, but without exception, they had just approached the position of a hundred meters of the ancient city, and they went berserk, and then brutally committed suicide, or killed each other.

"Don't rush in, the resentment and murderous aura of this ancient city have accumulated for too long. In addition, this place has been sealed in the dust for I don't know how many years, and it is lifeless, so these negative emotions are condensed. But we don't have to worry, when the number of people increases, as long as we stand here, even if we don't do anything, we can counteract this negativity. ”

The voice of a warrior came.

Everyone turned their heads to see that this person was wearing green clothes, and he looked like a Taoist from the way he was dressed.

"Friend, why can we counteract the ghostly energy?"

Some warriors were puzzled and spoke.

"Quite simply, because we are living people, the breath we exhale is anger. Anger naturally counteracts dead air. As long as we keep breathing here, the ghost aura in this ancient city will become weaker and weaker. ”

"It seems to make a lot of sense."

After listening to this martial artist's words, everyone nodded, feeling that he was very reasonable.

"This is nature, I study Taoism, my Taoist pays attention to the nature of heaven and earth, and renews each other. Popularity naturally restrains ghostly spirit. ”

"And how long are we going to breathe?" The warriors asked again.

It's a way to counteract the ghost qi with breathing, but I don't know how long it will take.

The Taoist replied, "According to the number of people we have now, we should be able to enter after breathing together for ten or eight years." ”

"Ten years, eight years!"

"Holy, Nima's eggs!"

The warrior was speechless, let them breathe here for ten or eight years, and the daylily was cold at that time.

The warriors cursed for a while, and then became quiet again. Everyone is waiting for a leader, and as long as anyone comes out, they will rush to the top. But obviously, no one was willing to come forward at this time, and even the masters of the four-star sect and the five-star sect who had mixed in did not move.

However, as time passed, the warriors gathered more and more, and at first, the ghost energy of the hot spring outside was raging, but when people entered the hot spring in large numbers, after entering for a long time, the ghost energy in the hot spring actually weakened. I guess this is what the cultivator just said about being angry and restraining death.

With the casualties weakening, it is natural that more and more warriors will gather outside the ancient city.

There are martial artists in the wind period, martial madmen and strong men, and masters.

If the people of the hidden sect can really attract them, I don't know if there will be a generation of grandmasters who will show up!

Later, when the warriors came to the outside of the ancient city, there were some people who did not know the danger of the ancient city and rushed straight to the ancient city, and there is no doubt that all these people died outside the ancient city.

For a while, no one outside the ancient city acted rashly.

"Those masters are really calm!"

Many warriors are anxious! However, if the master does not come out, they naturally dare not act.

"Since no one dares to go, the old man will go!"

I don't know how long it took, but an old voice came.

This is a warrior who is about to enter the earth, and he doesn't seem to have anything special other than his old age. If he doesn't speak, absolutely no one notices him.

But as soon as he opened his mouth and released his breath at this moment, everyone knew that this old man was actually a master powerhouse, and Zhang Yifeng couldn't see through how powerful he was, indicating that this person's cultivation was at least in the middle stage of the master.

This is estimated to be a master whose life is about to run out.

The old man's voice was still wafting, and a banner appeared in his hand.

As soon as this flag appeared, it was surrounded by ghosts.

"What a sinister breath!"

"It's ...... Conjuring Banners! This evil aura is a spirit flag, yes. ”

"Could it be that he is the old ghost of Shanshan who shocked the situation and disturbed the righteous path two hundred years ago! When the conjuring flag was unearthed, he got it. That's a magic weapon! ”

"Isn't it rumored that he was exterminated by the five-star sect? It's still alive. ”

The old man ignored the discussions around him, holding a spirit flag, like an old Taoist priest, and walked towards the ancient city step by step. The ancient city is evil, and so is his spirit flag.

The Spirited Banner unleashed ghostly shadows to envelop him, and he strode towards the ancient city, and soon, he entered the area shrouded in ghostly energy.

"Get in! It's okay, he's still moving forward! ”

Everyone's eyes widened, and they didn't even dare to breathe too much.

After the old man entered, it was very smooth at first, but it gradually became difficult, and it seemed that even if there was a spirit banner to cover his breath, the ghost aura around him still made him feel uncomfortable. Although this spirit banner also contained evil energy, its aura was comparable to that of the ancient city where countless strong people had been buried.

The old man struggled more and more as he walked, and he crossed the corpses of the other warriors and approached the city gate step by step.

But just twenty meters away from the city gate, there was a crisp sound of a snap. The spirit banner is broken!

"Ahh

At that moment, the old man looked up to the sky and roared like a madman.

Then the old man fell to the ground, having lost his breath.

The Conjuring Banner can't save his life!

"This banner is just contaminated with some evil aura, where is the real magic weapon."

Zhang Yifeng saw this scene in his eyes and did not fluctuate much. As soon as the real conjuring spirit is sacrificed, the heavens and the earth will change color. This banner is far from the Soul Summoning Python used by cultivators.

It's quiet, the crowd is quieter than ever, it's a master, but he can't get into the city!

Although this old man looks like he is about to sink into the ground at any moment, the master is a master after all.

"Could it be that we have discovered the City of God, and we don't have the ability to enter it?"

A warrior sighed.

"Yes, if the whole Huaxia knows the news, and even, the hidden door knows the news, I'm afraid the good things in the Divine City won't have anything to do with us, no, we have to go in!"

"Look, there's another person heading towards the ancient city."

There was an exclamation from the crowd, and not long after the old man's death, someone made another move, this time a middle-aged man.

Middle-aged thick eyebrows, eyes are bright. His whole body released a terrifying true qi and directly broke in.

The middle-aged man moved forward very quickly, only three breaths of time, he arrived at the location of the old man's body, without saying a word, he picked up the old man's storage ring, and picked up the broken spirit flag to look at it, but found that the evil spirit in the spirit flag had dispersed, except for the hard material, it was no different from the ordinary flag.

The spirit banner was still on the ground, and the middle-aged man continued to move forward.

Three more breaths, middle-aged came to the city gate!

His actions stunned all the warriors.

"Who is this middle-aged man, he actually rushed to the city gate in one breath!"