Han Ming was sitting in the corner, recovering his mana, and at the same time scanning the surroundings with his spiritual power, preventing something from sneaking up on his side and attacking him fiercely.

Suddenly, Han Ming's slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and he raised his eyes to look in one direction, and at the same time held the right hand of the vague ghost cultivator tightly, his face was full of seriousness.

Sure enough, as he expected, the zombie could really find his approximate range, and chased after him violently.

Looking at the black-haired iron stiff that was running wildly all the way in the distance, the corners of Han Ming's mouth twitched slightly, this zombie should have reached the third order, and the mana alone is not weaker than the monk in the middle stage of foundation building, not to mention the strong body, the real strength is probably much stronger than the ghost cultivation of this foundation building stage in his hand, and the mana in his whole body has recovered less than seventy percent, and it is impossible to compete with it!

Han Ming glanced at the vague ghost in his right hand, and touched the thick Jiaofeng thorn with his left hand again, so that he could rely on it a little.

Han Ming flipped his hand, put away the medium-grade spirit stone, withdrew the mana in the crystal jade cloak again, showed his figure, stood on the city wall, and quietly looked at the black-haired iron stiff who rushed over, his face expressionless.

Seeing that the distance between the black-haired iron stiff and him was less than fifty zhang, Han Ming raised his hand and held the vague ghost in the net in front of him, and at the same time silently recited the mantra, and a flame rose in his left hand, leaning towards the fuzzy ghost.

"Don't go any further, or you should know the consequences. Han Ming said coldly, his eyes full of warnings.

Seeing Han Ming's big appearance, the black-haired iron stiff was furious, and with a force of his four claws, he slammed it towards the ground, and the speed increased again, attacking towards Han Ming's side, but when it saw the vague ghost figure that was caught by Han Ming, it suddenly stopped immediately.

"Let go of my imperial brother, if my imperial brother makes any mistakes, I will definitely peel you and cramp. The black-haired iron stiffened his mouth full of sharp teeth and roared at Han Ming.

"Open this periphery array, let me out, and then it will naturally be released, I don't have any big grudges with you, there is no need to fight for life and death." Han Ming still said calmly, without a trace of fear on his face.

"I'm just here to survive, as long as you let me out, I won't ask for trouble and hurt this ghost cultivator, resulting in a mortal enmity with you during the foundation building period. Han Ming added.

"You let go of my imperial brother first, and then I will open the formation for you and let you out, otherwise what if you regret it as soon as you go out, you have that top-level flying spirit weapon, I can't catch up with you at all." The black-haired iron stiff looked at the vague ghost in Han Ming's hand, and he was a little relieved, his imperial brother had not yet lost his soul, so everything could be remedied.

"You have no room for bargaining, give you ten breaths of time, immediately open an exit in the formation, and let me out, otherwise I will immediately beat this ghost cultivator to pieces. Han Ming's face showed a hint of fierceness, and at the same time, the flame in his hand moved a little closer to the vague ghost figure in the net.

As soon as the flames approached, the soul of the blurred ghost became more faint at a speed visible to the naked eye like snow melting, and the blurred ghost also squeaked in pain at this time, and its face was distorted to the extreme.

"Stop, don't bake, I'll open the formation and let you out, if my imperial brother leaves any damage that is difficult to repair, even if you escape the formation, you won't be able to escape our pursuit!"

As soon as the jet-black pillar of light hit the white light curtain, it stirred up a ripple, and every time the ripples rippled, the white light weakened by a point, and soon a gap was formed, and the gap was still expanding.

Seeing that the gap was getting wider and wider, and it only took ten breaths to allow a person to cross through, Han Ming's eyes showed a hint of joy slightly, his feet moved slightly, and he began to slowly move towards the gap, of course, he was also on high alert for the black-haired iron stiffness in the distance.

"You've seen my methods, at such a distance, it's impossible for you to kill me instantly, so don't do some irrational actions, even if you can't fight down, at least you can take this imperial brother of yours to the funeral before you die. Han Ming glanced at the black-haired iron stiffness, and his face was full of threat.

The black-haired iron stiff shrank at this time, and the black and hard long hairs outside the body converged into the body, and turned into a human form again, and his face also showed a threatening look, and said warningly: "I won't stop it, I hope you will keep your promise after you go out, and don't do some unwise actions, otherwise you will reach the ends of the earth, and I will also take your soul away." ”

"That's natural, and it won't hurt others or oneself in the future. Han Ming replied, and continued to slowly lean towards the gap.

But just as Han Ming was about to approach the gap and was about to dodge out of the big array, his face suddenly changed drastically, and after roaring angrily, he suddenly urged the crystal jade cloak and wanted to escape from the place, but it was already a little late, a slight spatial fluctuation flashed away, and Han Ming's whole person disappeared.

The black-haired iron stiff sneered, and as soon as he urged the token in his hand, there was a slight spatial fluctuation, and it disappeared as well.

In the inner city, the golden-robed Taoist priest of the Ascending Star Sect sat quietly on the ground, holding a delicate wooden box in both hands, silently reciting one magic trick after another in his mouth, and the mana of his whole body surged towards the wooden box.

It is conceivable that the artifact in the wooden box can make a late-stage foundation building monk consume so much mana, and it is by no means an ordinary top-level spiritual weapon.

At this time, the white-robed young man of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate was holding a black long sword, blocking in front of the golden-robed Taoist, staring at the emperor-robed ghost on the altar with a serious face, for fear that it would use some means to sneak attack the golden-robed Taoist priest who had no defense at this time.

And the ghost shadow of the imperial robe saw that the golden-robed Taoist priest was urging an artifact so hard, but he was not in a hurry at all, after squinting and looking at it, it was a pair of hands, a golden gas appeared in his left hand, and a black gas appeared in his right hand.

The ghost shadow of the imperial robe rubbed the two gases together with a pinch of his hands in the middle, fusing them into a new type of dark golden gas.

The ghost of the royal robe laughed twice, and pulled the vermilion dark golden gas violently, and actually "dragged" this gas into a half-zhang long ghost head big knife, which was gently held in his hand.

"Thank you Daoist Protector, I've already urged it, and I'm ready to do it!" The golden-robed Taoist's slightly squinted eyes suddenly opened, and the magic formula in his hand changed repeatedly, and a crystal light shot out from the wooden box, swimming around the golden-robed Taoist's body with great spirituality.

"Could this be the treasure talisman made by the jade ruler magic weapon of your ancestors!" The white-robed young man of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate was suddenly surprised when he saw the crystal light.

"Daoyou also knows the magic weapon of the family teacher! Yes, this is the treasure talisman of the jade ruler, which can exert the power of the original magic weapon. The golden-robed Taoist nodded, and then moved slightly towards the crystal light, and the light suddenly exploded, turning into hundreds of emerald green small feet, densely distributed around the golden-robed Taoist.

"The seniors are the mid-stage cultivators of the Yudan, and the jade ruler is even more famous, and the power of thirty percent is enough!" The white-robed young man laughed, and no longer hesitated, he stepped directly on the ground, and the whole person shot towards the ghost of the imperial robe on the altar, and his black long sword turned into a black light, helping him open the way in front.