The ghost head dagger attacked too quickly. Although the young man in white robe had amazing observation skills and realized that the ghost head dagger was approaching, he had only had time to release four or five white sword energy, and he had no time to take other measures.

The white sword energy that the young man in white robe blew up was indeed not the enemy of the ghost head dagger. As soon as he touched it, he was shattered by the ghost head dagger. The ghost head dagger's strength increased instead of decreasing, and suddenly flashed and pierced hard on the gray shield outside the white robe's young man's body.

The black-haired iron sneered, as if it had seen the scene of the separation of the young man in white robe. The ghost-headed dagger of its father was a must-kill move, and it was amazingly powerful. Not to mention a mere layer of shields, even an ordinary top-level defensive spirit weapon could not resist it.

"How is that possible?" The black-haired iron zombie spoke out in surprise. The scene it imagined was not born. The ghost-headed dagger did not pierce the gray shield outside the white-robed young man's body.

Looking at the ghost head dagger that was pierced halfway and could no longer move forward, the young man in the white robe of Wanjianmen breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was very confident in the gray shield, after all, it was a shield that his elders had stimulated for him to save his life, after seeing the power of the ghost head dagger, he was also worried.

"Hmph, the turtle shell is quite hard. What a pity, I have some tricks to break it." The ghost shadow of the imperial robe saw that the shield of the young man in the white robe not only blocked the purple flame before it, but now blocked his ghost head dagger, and couldn't help but have an accident.

After the ghost shadow of the imperial robe snorted twice, he made gestures with both hands. The rich yin energy around him was quickly attracted and condensed into a ball. Then it pulled it suddenly, and the yin energy instantly turned into a spear about ten feet long, crossing its sight.

"Look at how long you can hold on!" The ghost shadow of the imperial robe snorted coldly, and the end of the spear was shot out immediately, pointing directly at the young man in white robe.

The young man in the white robe of Wanjian Sect calmed down now. He glanced at the separated Taoist priest of the golden robe, shook his head slightly, and then turned to look at the ghost of the imperial robe, with a calm look on his face.

"Indeed, this shield has a time limit, and it is impossible to spend too long with you, but you are afraid you will not have the chance to consume my shield!" The young man in white robe looked at the black spear that was shooting towards him calmly. His hands changed and he shouted in a low voice: "The sword intent came up!"

As soon as the magic tricks in the hands of the young man in the white robe changed, the ghost shadow of the imperial robe felt a bad premonition. Before he could take any measures, he suddenly felt that the black long sword that had been controlled by it trembled slightly, and at the same time, a faint sword intent radiated.

"No." The ghost shadow of the imperial robe waved his hand and was about to throw the black sword out, but unexpectedly, the black sword seemed to stick to its hands, and no matter how it swung it, it could not be separated.

The ghost shadow of the imperial robe suddenly stepped on the blood altar of the Ten Thousand Spirits under his foot and was about to stimulate the blood altar. However, it was obviously too late. A surge of sword energy that soared into the sky emerged from the black long sword and turned into a vast sword energy storm, sweeping around. The ghost shadow of the imperial robe was in the middle of the storm.

"Hmph, the sword intent of the fake baby is really worth it when used on you, a small false alchemy ghost cultivator!" The young man in white robe snorted coldly, and pinched the magic trick in his hand, which made the sword energy storm more violently invade.

Han Ming looked at the sword intent storm that suddenly exploded. After Han Ming was slightly stunned, he immediately released the dragon bone shield and blocked him.

"Ah." Han Ming was blown away with the dragon bone shield, and he flew out more than a hundred feet before he fell heavily to the ground. Then he rolled for more than ten feet before he stopped.

Han Ming stood up, looked up at the giant sword that flashed in the middle of the square, and looked for the black-haired iron zombie that was not known where the sword energy storm was blown away, but he couldn't find it. He couldn't help but feel a surprise, and immediately activated the crystal jade cloak and rushed toward the outside without looking back. Now there is a great opportunity to escape when will you stay.

The sword intent storm gradually subsided. The young man in white robe looked at the empty altar and breathed a sigh of relief. The extremely difficult ghost shadow in the imperial robe was finally killed by the sword intent sealed in the black long sword.

"It's just a pity. This sword intent was originally sealed by my father. It was used to subtly cultivate the Black Iron Sword and prepare for the future advancement of magic weapons. But this time, if the sword intent is stimulated, even if the black Iron Sword can be cultivated into a magic weapon in the future, it is probably not better than ordinary magic weapons!" The young man in white robe sighed slightly, shook his head silently, and then recalled the black sword back to his hand with a move towards the altar.

But at this moment, five or six blood-red tentacles suddenly emerged from the ground, wrapping the already somewhat lazy young man in white robe layer by layer, and began to slowly shrink. If it weren't for the extremely powerful gray shield on the surface of the young man in white robe, he would have been blown up after not being able to hold on for a while.

"I'm not dead? How is it possible, how is it possible?" The young man in white robe who was surrounded by blood-colored tentacles roared angrily, but the voice was gradually blocked by the tentacles that continued to wrap around, and could no longer be heard.

At the same time, another tentacle drilled out of the ground and pulled the black-haired iron zombie not far away. After pulling it suddenly, it knocked it down and dragged it to the ground, approaching the altar quickly.

The black-haired iron zombie was knocked down and was shocked. Just as he was about to cast a spell to fight back and cut off the thing that had attacked it, he found that this was the tentacle produced by the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Altar. It immediately did not dare to move around and allowed the tentacles to pull it towards the altar.

The black-haired iron zombie was thrown on the altar by blood-colored tentacles, and then a royal-robed ghost shadow that had been broken out of most of its body drilled out of the altar, and used the only half of its remaining palm to suck the black token on the black-haired iron zombie's body.

At this time, the ghost of the imperial robe looked extremely miserable. Most of the body disappeared, and only half of the remaining one was half a head, half a chest and abdomen, half an arm, and a thigh. The body was extremely weak and not as solid as before.

At this time, the soul body of the ghost shadow in the imperial robe was not only weak, but also continued to dissipate, as if some force was eroding its soul body.

"Father, why are you so hurt like this?" Hei Mao Tiezon asked with some trembling.

The ghost shadow of the imperial robe had no idea of ​​paying attention to the black-haired iron zombie. It raised the black token in its hand and sensed it anxiously. Then a joy flashed on its face and activated the token.

At this time, Han Ming was surprised in his heart. He ran away, but the black-haired iron zombie did not chase after him. It was a real surprise.

"That zombie was probably entangled by the foundation-building cultivator of the Wanjian Sect. After all, the old ghost was probably already scattered!" Han Ming secretly guessed in his heart, and the speed under his feet was faster.

He had a good plan. As soon as he left the inner city, he asked Chun'er to come out to help him cover up his body. He walked through the pile of skeletons as soon as possible, reached the walls of the outer city, looked for the gap in the formation, and then escaped.

After knowing that the Black-Haired Iron Zombie had the formation token, Han Ming suddenly realized that there should always be a gap in the formation outside, which was the gap opened by the foundation-building cultivator of the Nine Formation Sect with the aid of the formation spirit plate!

Before, he wanted to borrow the exit, but the black-haired iron zombie disappeared, leaving him with no way out and could only fight with the fuzzy ghost. He always thought that the black-haired iron zombie blocked the gap.

He was still surprised. How could the black-haired iron zombie repair the formation in such a short time? But when he was moved into the inner city by the black-haired iron zombie, he realized that the black-haired iron zombie did not repair the formation, nor did he block the exit. The black-haired iron zombie should have moved the exit to another part of the formation!

He has Feiyunzhou and is also a cultivator. He can use his spiritual sense and his five senses to be extremely sensitive. It should not take too much effort to find an exit. If he is lucky, it may only take half a quarter of an hour!
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