Seeing that Hao Jian was not dead, Han Ming felt a little happy. Hao Jian was not dead, so his charge of blocking Hao Jian was naturally completely unfair. He didn't have to bear the blame, and he no longer had to worry about losing his qualifications to the Land of Death!

At the same time he was happy, Han Ming released his spiritual sense and probed in the direction of Hao Jian coming, wanting to see what was the one that made Hao Jian run away in such a hurry, but this detection didn't matter. After he had detected the things below, his face changed instantly!

"Go away!" Han Ming shouted loudly, then ignored everything. The wings of the blue cloud behind him spread out, and instantly turned into a blue light and shadow, and ran away just by saying hello.

At this time, Cao Xiaoyu also explored his spiritual sense. When he felt the things below, his face changed drastically. Without thinking, he held Hao Jian in one hand and Yu Jing in the other, and turned toward the same and ran away.

"Everyone is gone!" While Cao Xiaoyu ran away, he also shouted at the disciples of the Qi training stage of the Netherworld Ghost Sect.

However, Cao Xiaoyu just shouted, and without any further action, he turned into a black shadow and rushed to the top of the Source Cave, throwing the disciples of the Netherworld Ghost Sect’s Qi Practice Stage to the original place.

Chen Ping took a look at the bottom of the Yuan Cave, and his mouth curled up slightly. He waved his sleeves and rushed out of the Yuan Cave. As for the early stage of foundation building, Hu Yu's reaction was slower than Han Ming, Cao Xiaoyu, and Chen Ping. When Han Ming and the other two had already flew out five or six feet, he felt the situation below the Yuan Cave and was shocked. He didn't even look at the disciples of the Netherworld Ghost Sect, and flew directly above the Yuan Cave.

From Hao Jian breaking out from the source cave with Yu Jing on his back to Han Ming, four Foundation Establishment Cultivators fleeing without saying a word, it seems that it takes a long time during this period, but in fact it only takes two or three breaths, so that the disciples of the Qi-Cultivation Disciples of the Nether Ghost Sect did not realize what was going on!

After Hu Yu flew two or three feet away, a disciple of the Nether Ghost Sect finally came to his senses, roared "Run quickly", and tried his best to activate the flying spirit weapon without thinking, trying to keep up with the footsteps of Han Ming and Cao Xiaoyu and other four foundation-building cultivators!

After the disciple yelled, the other disciples also came to their senses, and tried their best to activate various secret techniques, and rushed towards the top of the source cave like crazy. Although they didn't know why they ran, the existence that could make the four Foundation Establishment Cultivators escape and hear the news was definitely not something that they, the Qi Practice Cultivator, could fight against. If they ran slower, they would be dead!

"Aowu!" With a creeping wolf howl, forty or fifty dark bones of various colors rushed out of the darkness deep in the source cave and landed steadily on the ground. These dark bones were all dark bones above the foundation building.

A disciple who had a slightly slower reaction had not had time to activate the spiritual weapon, a huge tiger-shaped dark bone fell beside him. Most of the skeletons of the tiger-shaped dark bone were white in color, but the four claws were as transparent as jade, shining with a light purple light.

The little disciple raised his head and just pressed against a fang two feet long of the tiger-shaped bone. "Quality King of the Nether Bone!" The little disciple squeezed out a few words almost like moaning, and his face was full of despair!

Before the tiger-shaped dark bone bit off his body, the young monk caught a glimpse of some situations around him from the corner of his eyes. He saw five or six quasi-mouth bones of the King level hitting others everywhere. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Fortunately, it was not only him who was on the road. None of the Qi training disciples could live. The four foundation-building monks ran away first, and no one came back to save them!

The battle began quickly and ended faster. It took only a few breaths to break the corpses from the appearance of these dark bones and to the point where they were broken into pieces.

"Everyone from the Netherworld Ghost Sect deserves to die!" A two-foot-sized agate wolf jumped on the stone wall several times in a row, and then gently landed on the head of a quasi-mouth bone king who looked like a black bear. The quasi-mouth bone king's realm did not resist, but instead trembled and seemed quite respectful.

"Survey, everyone in the Netherworld Ghost Sect should die, especially those who have practiced the Ghost Sword Skill!" The agate little wolf said something, and the two balls of flames in the hollow eye sockets were even more dazzling.

This agate wolf seems to be the leader of dozens of foundation-building bones, and those foundation-building bones seem to be able to understand what the agate wolf says, and they actually spread their claws and chased them in the direction where Han Ming and others ran away.

But at this moment, a figure in brocade robe walked out from a corner, crossed his hands with his chest, and looked at the agate wolf squatting on the black bear's bones with a smile.

"Chasing? Who are you chasing?" The young man in brocade robe smiled, not afraid of the dozens of foundation-building bones in front of him. He just looked up and down at the agate wolf, his eyes full of joy, as if he had seen something priceless.

"A human monk in the Jindan stage!" The little agate wolf bared his fangs and made a fierce expression at the young man in brocade robe.

"The level is only the third level, but the mind is so high. The essence of the Nether Bone in the whole body is more pure than that of the Nether Bone in the Kalpa stage. It seems that you are indeed derived from the Great Nether Bone Wolf King, or the residual bones that the Great Nether Bone Wolf King have been removed from the Spiritual Body!" The young man in the brocade robe smiled and waved his hand to take out a green spiritual net.

"Who are you? How could you know the origin of me?" The little wolf agate felt the fluctuations of the green spirit net in the young man with a brocade robe, and immediately subconsciously retreated backwards.

"I don't have time to waste time with you. Chen has to go back earlier, otherwise those people will be suspicious, and they have to take you down soon, otherwise it will be difficult to catch up with the Dan Ming Bone behind you!" The young man in the brocade robe smiled, raised his hand and threw the green spirit net out, which instantly turned into dozens of blue silk threads and wrapped around the agate wolf!

The agate wolf seemed to be afraid of the blue silk threads. Before the silk threads could approach, it moved four claws and instantly transformed into four or five fiery red shadows and fled towards the depths of the source cave.

At the same time, the agate wolf roared to the sky. The dozens of foundation-building bones around it rushed towards the brocade-robed youth. These dark bones were completely fearless. As soon as they rushed to the side of the brocade-robed youth, they exploded directly, including those quasi-mouth bone kings!

"Hmph, I want to stop me by relying on a group of unscrupulous dead objects. Is the wolf king too apt to take it?" The young man in the brocade robe smiled, and the mental power of the Dan-Jianging Stage instantly surged out, pressing against the surrounding dark bones!

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No other Nether bone exploded!

"Cover!" The young man in brocade robe grabbed the agate wolf slightly. The dozens of green silk threads he had stimulated before appeared next to the agate wolf in a flash.

The blue silk threads were intertwined and merged, but in just one breath, a green spiritual net was formed, and the agate wolf was firmly trapped in the spiritual net.

He held the agate wolf in one hand and looked at it at the close. The young man in the brocade robe smiled slightly. Although this agate wolf was only at the third level, the essence of the Nether Bone Spirit was probably not as good as the Sixth-level Nether Bone. He gained a lot this time!

"Since you know my origin, you, a little monk in the Jiedan stage, dare to attack me! My body will definitely kill you. Life is worse than death!" The little agate wolf tied into the spirit net bared his sharp teeth and threatened fiercely.

"Hmph, I know your origin and dare to attack you. Naturally, I am not afraid of your original body. As the Great Nether Bone King, you are full of treasures, so you can only stay in the Nether Bone Plateau. If you dare to go to the human world of immortal cultivation, I am afraid that before I find me for revenge, I will be killed by an old monster to refine my alchemy. What are you doing to me?" The young man in brocade roared and then took out a golden talisman and pasted it on the forehead of the agate wolf!

After being pasted with golden talismans, the agate wolf seemed to have lost his mind in an instant and turned into an ordinary jade carving. The two balls of eyeball-shaped flames in the hollow eye sockets gradually faded!

"Be honest, if you cooperate, you can't spare your life!" The young man in brocade robe smiled, turned to look at dozens of foundation-building bones around him, and was about to raise his hand to release some attack, but suddenly he heard a unique tiger roar.

"Fifth-level Nether Bone King, are you here to find this little wolf?" The young man in brocade robe looked deep into the source cave and frowned.

Turning his head and looking at the dozens of dark bones in the foundation-building stage around him, the young man in the brocade robe hesitated slightly, and finally sighed. He no longer wanted to kill these dark bones to obtain the essence of dark bones, but waved his sleeves and turned into a wisp of breeze and flew towards the top of the source cave.

"Okay, okay, Fellow Daoist Zhu doesn't need to run away anymore. There is a forbidden formation here, so it doesn't matter if the foundation-building bones catch up!" Cao Xiaoyu kept rushing out of the source cave, and only then did he shout at Han Ming in front of him when he reached the source cave.

"That's good!" Han Ming turned his head and breathed a deep breath.

"Fellow Daoist's flying spirit weapon is really good. Judging from the speed of the fellow Taoist's excitement before, this wing wing is probably the best among the top-grade spiritual weapons. The wing wing spirit weapon is more flexible than the spiritual boat. I think this spiritual weapon of fellow Taoist should be much worse than the top-level flying spirit boat!" Cao Xiaoyu also breathed a long sigh and looked behind Han Ming with some envy.

Just as he was escaping his life, this fellow Taoist Zhu inspired the wing-shaped flying spirit weapon, which flew across the not-so-wide space like the Source Dao. It was extremely flexible and astonishingly fast, and it easily left all of them behind.

"It's just a spiritual weapon, it's better not to mention it! But fellow Taoist Cao knew why so many foundation-building bones suddenly appeared in the Source Cave, and they gathered together, with a total of forty or fifty heads. If we hadn't been running fast, we would have become their meal on the plate!" Han Ming put away Qingyun's wings, changed the topic and shifted Cao Xiaoyu's attention to the bones.

"I don't know this, but something special will inevitably happen in the depths of the source cave, otherwise it wouldn't be like this! Let's take a look first. If the underworld bones retreat, the gap in the formation can be made up by themselves, and everything will be good. If there are any other changes, Cao has to take the initiative to contact the senior uncle in the sect!" Cao Xiaoyu shook his head, saying that he didn't know why this happened!

Cao Xiaoyu, the person in charge, didn't know what happened. Han Ming, an outsider, didn't know much about Wansku Cave, so he naturally didn't know much about it. He was too lazy to care. Anyway, although there were many dark bones in the foundation-building stage, he would definitely not be able to beat him, but he could escape. If he escaped, the fifth-level dark bones might not be able to hold him.

In a blink of an eye, Han Ming caught a glimpse of Hu Yu, the early stage cultivator of the Foundation Establishment, but when he saw that he was nervous and a little restless, he couldn't help but have an accident. How could a foundation establish a cultivator like this? However, after a little thought, Han Ming understood Hu Yu a little.

Hu Yu is not like him, and is confident that he can escape from the large group of dark bones. Hu Yu has only been in the early stage of foundation building, so he should not have any special means of saving his life. The dozens of foundation building bones just now are probably a test of life and death for him. Now he is surviving from death, and it is normal for him to be lingering in fear. Foundation building cultivators are also humans, and some people are afraid!

Han Ming turned his head and found that there was one missing person, and Chen Ping, the casual cultivator, was gone.

Han Ming thought about it carefully and suddenly realized that when they first started escaping, Chen Ping, the casual cultivator, had disappeared.

Han Ming stood up and was about to look for Chen Ping, a casual cultivator, everywhere, but at this moment, a young man in brocade robe flew out from the source cave where Han Ming and the other two had just come out. Who is this person if he is not Chen Ping!

"The three fellow Taoists ran so fast, making Chen a good chase. If Chen hadn't practiced a special magical power, he could completely isolate the breath of a living person and make the group of foundation-building bones unable to be discovered in a short period of time, he would have really been buried under the source cave!" As soon as Chen Ping came up, he took a few breaths of heavy breaths in a row.

"Friends of Taoism can not only isolate the investigation of the Nether Bone, but also hide it from us!" Han Ming looked up and down at Chen Ping, and replied with a smile.

"It's just a magical power that can damage the internal essence. Although it has some effect in special circumstances, it still cannot be on the table. Fellow Taoist Miao Zan!" Chen Ping waved his hand repeatedly and replied modestly.

Han Ming kept staring at Chen Ping's eyes, trying to see some clues, but Chen Ping looked calm and had no flaws at all, so Han Ming had to give up.

Chen Ping smiled slightly, then sat cross-legged on the ground and adjusted his breathing.

After looking at Chen Ping for a while, Han Ming turned his attention away again, rubbed his temples, and slightly calculated what happened not long ago. He always felt like he had forgotten something!

In a blink of an eye, he looked at Hao Jian, Yu Jing and the other two lying on the ground and were unconscious. Han Ming then remembered that he had four entourages. He had been forced away by Yu Jing before and had no time to pay attention to the four entourages. All four entourages fell into Yu Jing's hands!

When he met the twenty or so disciples of the Nether Ghost Sect, he deliberately swept around, but found that Shen Tao and the other three servants were not inside.

Those four followers are also disciples of the Netherworld Ghost Sect. Yu Jing should not kill directly, they should still be alive!

"Then where did they go by Yu Jing!" Han Ming glanced at Yu Jing who was unconscious and was a little puzzled.
Chapter completed!