"Treasure Talisman! It's a good time, let's see if your Treasure Talisman is powerful, or if my Ninghuang Ghost Knife is strong. The ghost of the imperial robe on the altar laughed, and no longer sat cross-legged, but waved his sleeve robe, and the whole person stood up.

"Go. The golden-robed Taoist priest put his palms together, and pushed forward violently, and more than 100 emerald small rulers around him buzzed, and they shot out more than ninety percent in an instant, leaving only a dozen or so pieces to protect the side of the golden-robed Taoist priest.

The emerald ruler came first, and shot in front of the white-robed young man in front of the emperor-robed ghost cultivator, and slammed it down.

The ghost shadow of the imperial robe was not afraid of the aura on the surface of the jade-colored ruler, and it held the handle of the ghost head big sword tightly with both hands, and one after another mana was injected into it, making the dark golden light of the ghost head big sword even worse, and there were bursts of ghost crying.

The ghost of the imperial robe swung his knife to meet it, and slammed into one of the jade-colored rulers that was the first to hit him.

"Bell. The jade-colored ruler was blown away by the ghost's head sword, flipped in the air for more than ten consecutive circles, and then exploded violently, turning into a little spiritual light and disappearing.

However, although the jade ruler was knocked away, the ghost head knife was not intact, and its knife body was also forcibly shaken out by the jade ruler A slender crack was forced.

Before the ghost shadow of the imperial robe could cast a spell to repair the crack, the second jade ruler had already hit his eyes and smashed down, and at the same time, the third, fourth, and fifth pieces were ...... Followed by the bombardment.

The ghost shadow of the imperial robe frowned slightly, and the hands that grabbed the ghost's big knife were slightly forced, and he swung the knife again to meet it, constantly flying out one by one jade rulers.

At this time, the white-robed young man of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate had already approached, but he did not continue to move forward, but pinched the black long sword that controlled him and slashed it along with the jade-colored ruler.

The ghost of the imperial robe also swung his knife and slashed over, and the black long sword flew out horizontally, but what he didn't expect was that the black long sword was not damaged at all, and it flew back after a few turns, and continued to cut, on the other hand, the ghost head big knife appeared with a crack that was not short or long every time it was slashed.

"It's really willing to be able to refine a spiritual weapon with materials specially designed to create magic weapons!" The ghost shadow of the imperial robe saw that the ghost head big sword could not damage the black long sword a little, and couldn't help but be surprised, and after some investigation, it was even more unexpected, this black long sword material turned out to be an extremely rare black iron refining, which was rarer than ordinary magic weapon materials!

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, look at my swordsmanship. The white-robed young man of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate pinched the sword trick in his hand, and an inch long sword appeared on the surface of the black long sword, and he turned around and slashed it again.

After the white-robed monk cast a spell, the power of the black longsword increased again, and each impact made the cracks on the ghost-headed broadsword longer and more.

"Go. The golden-robed Taoist priest was not stingy with his mana at all, and he used all his strength to stimulate the jade ruler treasure talisman and attack it with the black long sword.

The black long sword and the jade ruler rune treasure are all good things, but the power of the ghost head broadsword is also extremely great, if the former wants to break the latter, it is not something that can be done in a few breaths, and the scene is so deadlocked.

Just when the three of them were fighting to the most critical moment, a slight spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared not far away, and a cyan figure staggered on the square.

As soon as Fang landed, there was a flash of white light around this figure, and his whole person rushed out, and he fled more than ten zhang away before he stood still, turning his head to observe the surrounding situation.

When he saw the three people fighting fiercely, Han Ming suddenly realized that he had been moved into the inner city of the ancient city.

Looking at the ghost figure of the imperial robe fighting with the two sect foundation building period monks, and feeling the bursts of fear and mental fluctuations from Chun'er in the yin pouch around his waist, Han Ming secretly complained, how did he get to the edge of this suspected ghost in the Dan period, this is the end.

As soon as his eyes rolled, Han Ming wanted to secretly flee when the two of them were fighting each other and couldn't separate, but a black figure suddenly appeared not far from him, and he looked at it coldly, who was not the black-haired iron stiff.

"You'd better not move. The black-haired iron stiff bared his teeth at Han Ming and warned coldly.

Han Ming stopped when he heard this, and after thinking for a moment, he looked at the vague ghost figure in his hand, sighed helplessly, stared at the black-haired iron stiff viciously, and said, "You'd better not move, otherwise be careful that I kill this ghost cultivator." After that, he no longer moved, but frowned and looked at the fighting method of the two people and one ghost.

The black-haired iron stiff looked at the vague ghost in Han Ming's hand, and then looked at the ghost of the imperial robe on the altar, and sneered, really like Han Ming, he didn't move, quietly watching the fighting method of the two people and one ghost.

Han Ming sighed in his heart, with this black-haired iron stiff on his side, it was definitely impossible for him to slip away, after all, the black-haired iron stiff held the token of the big array outside, and he could forcibly move the position of the people in the array.

Han Ming was extremely regretful in his heart now, he had already known that this big array had reached the level of the forbidden big array, and he could move the position of the people in the array, so he wouldn't come in and wade into the troubled waters, but now it's good, he is a Qi cultivation period cultivator and a group of foundation building stage cultivators confronting each other.

And the two people who were fighting the method were also the first to notice the appearance of Han Ming and the black-haired iron stiff, they were all surprised, the black-haired iron stiff was okay, they had all seen it, but who was the green-robed monk over there, why had they never seen it.

The ghost shadow of the imperial robe glanced at Han Ming a few times between swinging the knife, and immediately found the vague ghost figure in Han Ming's hand, its pupils shrank, and its face immediately showed a look of anger, but it was forcibly pressed down by it in an instant, and it recovered its expressionlessness, and continued to swing the knife and fight with the jade ruler black long sword.

Although the change in the face of the royal robe ghost was short-lived, the golden-robed Taoist priest and the white-robed young man all captured this detail, and they paid a little more attention to the blue-robed monk who caused the mood fluctuations of the emperor-robed ghost, especially the faint soul in the hands of this blue-robed monk, which was probably the source of the real emotional fluctuations of the emperor-robed ghost.

"This little fellow Daoist, we are all human races, how can we tolerate ghosts and evil things running rampant. Little Daoist Friend is willing to help me and others, transfer that soul to me and others, and kill this old ghost afterwards, our five sects will definitely not pursue the fault of Little Daoist Friend for trespassing in the imperial city, and will also ask the sect to give Xiao Daoyou a rich reward!" The white-robed young monk of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect said to Han Ming secretly.

Han Ming raised his eyebrows, and there was a slight strange look in his eyes, listening to the words of this monk of the foundation building period of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, this senior in the foundation building period was afraid that he was regarded as the first batch of loose cultivators to come in, but it was no wonder, after all, there were only two groups of people who went down to this ancient city, and it was not the sect disciples who followed them, that was the first batch of loose cultivators.

"It's you, aren't you a disciple of this sect who came to the capital to help with the task of capturing demon beasts, why are you here, hand over that soul to me. Han Ming heard another sound in his ears, which made him look at the golden-robed Taoist priest not far away.

Han Ming touched the mask magic weapon on his face, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, although this low-level magic weapon can cover his face, the effect is not very good, he can hide it in the face of the Qi cultivation period monk, but in the face of the foundation building period monk, he was seen at a glance, and his sect Master Li had already recognized him.

Han Ming looked at the golden-robed Taoist priest, then at the white-robed young man in the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, and then at the black-haired iron stiff with an expressionless face, and then arched his shoulders, revealing a very helpless expression, and then stopped making any moves.

The reason why he didn't kill the soul of this vague ghost was not because he was kind, but because he wanted to grab a chip in his hand and get a little more chance of survival, and now these two people asked him to hand it over, how could it be!

Han Ming had no doubt that as long as he handed over this vague ghost, that third-order zombie would pounce on him as soon as possible and kill him to vent his anger.