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Chapter three hundred and forty first muddy water

"I swallowed your servant, you won't have any objection!" The ghost smiled again.

"The emperor's brother has been in the Foundation Establishment Period shortly after he advanced to the Foundation Establishment Period. He should have some blood and food to nourish him. How could he have any opinions? Moreover, these Qi-Cultivation Period cultivators were all casual cultivators, and were summoned by those humans in the Foundation Establishment Period. They were originally intended to be eaten as blood!" A hoarse voice of the black-haired iron zombie sounded.

The black ghost shadow turned slightly in the air and floated to the black-haired iron zombie. A sinister voice sounded: "This time, I am working hard. Not only has I lurked around the five foundation-building stages, but I have also attracted so many casual cultivators. It is really a great achievement. When my father succeeds in advance, I will definitely seek credit for you in front of my father!"

At this time, the Black-Haired Tie Zombie changed her previous indifference to others, and even retreated slightly to the back and respectfully bowed to the black ghost shadow: "The emperor is like the father, who practices the ghostly way, and the younger brother follows the zombie way, which can absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and makes rapid progress in the early stage, so he enters the foundation-building stage one step earlier. Because this task requires dealing with the monks in the foundation-building stage, only the younger brother meets the conditions at that time. It is really not that I want to compete with the emperor brother for merit."

Hearing this, the black ghost had no fluctuations on his face, but it floated towards the black-haired iron zombie again, and then turned into a black air and patted the black-haired iron zombie's shoulder.

"Why do you think so? How could you care about this for me? At that time, the seven brothers and seven brothers followed the father to start the blood sacrifice, and finally recovered their spiritual memory. We should work together to assist our father, so don't have those intrigue plots!" The black ghost shadow said earnestly.

After hearing this, the shroud on his face moved slightly, as if a look of surprise appeared, but it disappeared in an instant.

"Yes, I will definitely do my best to assist my father and brother!" The black-haired iron zombie bowed slightly and bowed slightly again.

"By the way, the power of the Ten Thousand Skeleton Formation has been greatly weakened before. This time, the emperor arrived in person. Is the father already at the critical moment and will officially break through the pass soon?" The black-haired iron zombie seemed to have thought of something, and then asked.

"The fifth brother is still so smart. It is true. The father's news came out that he would try to hit the bottleneck in two days. He ordered me to inform the fifth brother, and to lead the monks to the blood-guiding roulette in two days to help the father break through the barrier." The black ghost shadow said lightly, then tilted his head and threw a pitch-black toward the black iron zombie, adding: "The tokens for opening and closing the Ten Thousand Skeleton Formation are here. The fifth brother must seize the time. Don't close the Ten Thousand Skeleton Formation too early or delay the closing of the Ten Thousand Skeleton Formation!"

The black iron zombie took the black token that flew over and grabbed it in his hand and looked at it. A hint of surprise suddenly appeared, and there was a look of inexplicable expression in his eyes looking at the dark ghost.

"This token is of great importance. Fifth brother hold it away, don't lose it!" The black ghost shadow bowed his arm and suddenly turned into a faint black gas, which turned slightly in the air and disappeared!

"Brother Wei won't stay for too long. The fifth brother should be careful in his actions. This matter is related to the father and there is no way to make any mistakes!" Although the black ghost disappeared, his voice was still recalling in the air.

The black-haired iron zombie bowed slightly to the place where the ghost disappeared, and the palm that grabbed the black token couldn't help but tighten, and a faint smile appeared on her face!

"Hehe." Heihai Tiezon smiled, then turned his head and walked towards the distance without looking back!

...

Thirty or forty monks were sitting together on a small mound about ten miles away from the place where the black-robed iron zombie and the dark ghost shadow met.

Each of these monks sat cross-legged, pinching magic tricks with one hand and grabbing a spirit stone with the other, constantly absorbing the spiritual energy in it and transforming it into magic power.

These monks' magic power fluctuated greatly, and the lowest one was the eight or nine levels of Qi training. These monks gathered together, but they had a very good strength, and they would not be too scared even if they were alone in the Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

There are very few mid- and late-level casual cultivators gathering in the outside world, because there are few resources for training and their cultivation qualifications are generally worse than those of the disciples of the sect family. There are not many people who can reach the late-level Qi training level. Even if they can barely reach the ninth level of Qi training, they are just like the old man surnamed Xu before, and they are all over fifty or sixty years old.

Not far from this group of Qi training cultivators sitting cross-legged, there were five monks standing behind them with their hands on their backs. Judging from the fluctuations in the magic power of the five people, they clearly had reached the level of the Foundation Establishment stage, which was far from comparable to those Qi training cultivators.

"Brother Liu, you, Brother Guan, and Brother Zhang have been breaking the formation for a long time here, but do you have a better understanding of the origin of this underground ancient city?" A yellow-robed foundation building stage said to a long-eared foundation building cultivator beside him, and also pointed to the ancient city in front of which was mostly covered by a layer of light curtain.

"Oh, we don't know much about this ten thousand skeleton array blocking it!" The monk in the long-eared Foundation Establishment Stage shook his head slightly and replied silently.

"Haha, the power of this Ten Thousand Skeleton Formation has been reduced a little, and it is probably because of insufficient supply of yin energy. We only need to break the formation for four or five days. Then we go in and find out the source of this ancient city. Isn't it easy to find out the origin of this ancient city?" A foundation-building cultivator with beards on his face laughed loudly.

"This ancient city is protected by formations, but it is still so damaged. It has been around for seven or eight thousand years. Guan is quite curious about the origin of this ancient city!" A foundation-building cultivator with a foot-long beard also laughed out loud.

"Yes, you will naturally be able to figure out the situation inside then! But after the breaking formation enters, don't start by yourself. All the distribution of spiritual objects will be distributed uniformly in the end!" The yellow-robed monk turned around and said lightly.

"This is natural. Don't see spiritual objects at that time, but your nest will be in chaos first. After all, we are not the only one in this capital! There are also the foundation-building cultivators in the five sects. It would be good if we can take the treasure without knowing it. But if the ten thousand skeleton array breaks out, it is too loud and alarms the people from the five sects, I will still work together to fight the enemy!" Another foundation-building cultivator who had not spoken said lightly.

"Natural, natural." The monk in the long-eared foundation-building stage laughed and glanced around.

"This is nature, nature." The monk in the foundation-building stage with a long beard and bearded foundation-building stage also laughed and responded repeatedly.

...

At the same time, in the Tianshi Mansion where the disciples of Wanjianmen in the capital were stationed, four monks sat under an old tree. One of them closed their eyes and meditated, one looked up at the sky, one looked calm, and the other poured tea and drank alone, which was really different in expressions.

"Hmph, the surname Li of Shengxing Sect is so arrogant. Before this situation has come, we have been waiting for so long!" The old man who had always closed his eyes and meditated slowly opened his eyes, and a hint of dissatisfaction appeared on his face.

"Haha, it's really late for Mr. Li, but you're not here for a while, why are you dissatisfied after waiting for a quarter or two? You're so bad-hearted, no wonder you haven't had the chance to form a pill!" A plain and unsuspecting voice suddenly rang out of the courtyard, and a middle-aged Taoist priest in golden robe slowly walked out of the courtyard gate.

"It turns out that the people of the Xingxing Sect are so arrogant. They are so arrogant when they come late!" The old man did not show a shocked and angry expression when he heard this, but smiled coldly.

"I'm late? Who stipulates when I must arrive? Mr. Li is just late, not late." The middle-aged Taoist priest in golden robe said calmly again.

At this time, a foundation-building monk with a small white sword embroidered on his body stood up, blocked the old man and the middle-aged man in the golden robe, and asked with a smile: "Okay, okay, two fellow Taoists, don't argue anymore. Let's hurry up and discuss how to solve those random cultivators with bad intentions."

"Brother Taoist, can you find out the truth or false news? Could it be that six casual cultivators from the Foundation Establishment Stage have really sneaked into the imperial city? There is really a place where yin energy gathers and an ancient city under the Thirteenth Prince's Mansion!" The middle-aged Taoist priest in golden robe no longer paid attention to the old man, but bowed to the monk with a white sword embroidered in front of him.
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