Just as Han Ming exploded the main needle of the Red Shadow Needle, under the Shengxing Sect Library, Duanmu Xiao, who was originally meditating, suddenly opened his eyes and two rays of light shot out from his eyes.

Duanmu Xiao flipped his hand and there was a red talisman in his hand. When he looked at it, he suddenly frowned. A red needle on the talisman flashed slightly, and then it turned into a few spiritual lights and gradually disappeared.

Duanmu Xiao frowned and thought for a while, then he flipped his hand and took out an ancient mirror-shaped object, cast a spell slightly, and shot a light of inspiration at the mirror.

As the inspiration entered, the rusty ancient mirror began to slowly shine, and the rust on it also fell off one after another, revealing the mirror surface as smooth as jade inside.

After a while, the whole mirror became extremely smooth, flashing with waves of inspiration, and there was no old and damaged appearance before.

After a few breaths, the originally smooth mirror began to vibrate, as if a stone had dropped the calm lake surface. The waves of circular ripples spread throughout the mirror surface, and then a figure began to emerge from the mirror surface.

The person in this mirror has picturesque eyebrows and skin as cream, a long black hair that is scattered with waist, and a slim and orderly figure. He is actually a rare beauty.

"Yushan, you are still in that secret realm now!" Duanmu Xiao asked directly to the graceful beauty in the mirror.

"Here, what's wrong? Is there anything urgent? I have to use this Qiang Ning Mirror!" In a vast secret realm far beyond the Shengxing Mountains, Qiao Yushan stood on a red giant rock with her eyebrows slightly frowned, and there was a mirror that was exactly the same as Duanmu Xiao in front of her.

"Han Ming went to the capital to deal with some things, but he self-destructed the protective spirit weapon he had given him before, the main needle of the Red Shadow Needle. He was afraid that he would encounter a lot of trouble. You are closer to him, so go and see what happened. Don't let him lose his life." Duanmu Xiao said calmly, as if he was not in the cultivator of the Dan stage, but a young disciple in the Qi training stage.

"Was that boy in danger? But I am not too close to the capital. Even if I fly with all my strength, I can't fly in less than a day or two. If he really encounters some danger, I'm afraid it's too late to get there." Qiao Yushan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard the name Han Ming, but then he frowned and said.

"The opponent he met should not be too strong, otherwise the methods I left on him before would be stimulated by myself. If that means, he would not be able to use the self-explosion of the Red Shadow Needle. My six disciples are different from you. He is more afraid of death and will still run away if he can't beat him. He has Feiyunzhou, and he may not be able to catch up with the weaker Dan Knitting Stage, but he was forced to self-explode the Red Shadow Needle, and then he may be trapped in a certain place. Feiyunzhou cannot use it. You just need to bring him out." Duanmu Xiao said calmly.

"This kid clearly has a dragon's thorn, but he still exploded the Red Shadow Needle. He is really willing to do so! The main needle of the Red Shadow Needle was a fragment of the magic weapon that tempered the earth fire essence for decades. He originally wanted to become a powerful treasure, but it only became a top-level spiritual weapon. However, it can be used by ordinary early stage monks in the Killing Pill stage, and the value is not bad than that of a slightly inferior magic weapon!" Qiao Yushan shook his head slightly, with a look of a pity in his eyes.

"I won't say much, you can hurry over first, don't have any accidents, let him lose his life." Duanmu Xiao finished speaking and then pinched his magic power, grabbed the mirror that had become rusty again, put it away, pondered for a moment, and continued to meditate.

At the same time, the underground city of Jiangguo Imperial City.

Han Ming looked at the red and golden flame in front of him, thought for a moment, and realized that the red and golden flame was the earth fire essence that was said to be three points more powerful than the alchemy fire of the Jindan monk!

After thinking for a while, I really didn't know why the self-explosion of the Red Shadow Needle caused the earth fire spirit. Han Ming stopped thinking about it, but instead focused his entire spirit on the periphery of the red and golden flames, and the ghosts inside rushed out.

"Young master, the dwarf ghost helped it escape. Its vitality was severely damaged. It ran twenty feet to the left and headed towards the inner city." Chun'er's extremely weak voice came from the Yin bag on her waist.

"Sure enough, it ran out from here." After Han Ming heard Chun'er's notification, he slapped the city wall next to him and rushed out. At the same time, he waved his hand and threw out four or five talismans, turning into a large piece of flame and swept towards the left.

A skull with most of its broken skull staggered in the flames.

The skull was forced out and stared at Han Ming with great resentment, and rushed towards the inner city ahead with a "woosh".

"It's been waiting for you for a long time." Han Ming's magic trick changed and pointed at the direction where the skull escaped.

"Peng." The skull, which had been broken most of the time, seemed to be hit by something extremely sharp, and flew across Han Ming. During the flight, the skull exploded, revealing a faint ghost inside.

Han Ming rubbed his hands and formed a large magic net. He covered the faint ghost flying over, and easily blocked it.

"Hehe." Han Ming looked at the ghost in his hand and the long ghost-headed sword that exploded with a "blown" sound on his chest, and then he shook the crystal jade cloak and disappeared from the eyes of the cultivators of the four sects.

The monks of the four sects watched Han Ming's figure disappear, and were stunned for a moment. They could not believe what they saw for a long time. A cultivator in the Qi training stage actually defeated a powerful foundation-building stage ghost cultivator alone, and burned more than twenty dwarf ghosts at the late stage of Qi training to death, although these dwarf ghosts were killed by themselves.

The disciples of the four sects' Qi training stage all released their spiritual consciousness and looked towards the place where Han Ming and the vague ghost shadow had fought fiercely, but nothing appeared. Han Ming seemed to have disappeared.

"Is he really a cultivator at the 12th level of Qi Training? Are he the casual cultivator who came in first!" A female disciple from Wanjian Sect said to herself, her eyes full of shock. She used to admire the spiritual sword body in the sect the most, thinking that the spiritual sword body could be invincible in the Foundation Establishment Stage, but now she saw this person wearing a mask, she was a little doubting her previous thoughts.

"Don't we say that the wandering cultivators are very poor. They can't afford good spiritual weapons at all. The disciples of the sect can easily defeat them, but this wandering cultivator is too powerful. Does anyone know him?" A disciple of the Nine Formation Sect turned around and asked.

"Wearing a spiritual mask that specifically covers his face to block the exploration of mental power, even if someone has seen him, he will not recognize him in a few quick glances." A disciple in the Qi training stage shook his head, and there was a lot of shock in his eyes.

Just when the disciples of the four sects were shocking Han Ming's achievements in fighting the foundation-building stage ghost cultivators alone, Chen Yuxin, who was standing at the end, frowned slightly. Why did she feel that the inspiration emitted by the masked man when he finally disappeared? It seemed that he had seen it somewhere.

Among the group of tens of thousands of skeletons, Black-haired Iron stood in his arms, holding the ink-like token in his hand, looking at a skeleton ball of fifty or sixty feet in front of him indifferently.

There was a constant roar in the skeleton ball, and pieces of bone chips fell from the air. Obviously, there were many skeleton soldiers in the skeleton ball that were exploding themselves.

Although many skeleton soldiers were self-destructing, as the black light of the token in the black iron zombie's hand flashed, the skeleton soldiers flew over from the ground and gathered outside the skeleton sphere, allowing the skeleton soldiers on the skeleton sphere to increase instead of reducing.

In the middle of the skeleton sphere, the foundation-building cultivator of the Nine Formation Sect sat on the spiritual boat with his hands, and his magic power surged towards the formation spirit plate floating in front of his chest.

With the injection of magic power, the patterns on the surface of the array spirit plate kept wandering like a small snake, which was very magical. The overall disc also rose and shrank, and each time it increased and shrank, a white pattern would be triggered.

The white pattern square formed from the formation spirit plate, and flashed and merged into the formation outside the flying boat of the young foundation-building cultivator, allowing the formation that was self-exploded by the skeleton soldiers to stabilize again.
Chapter completed!