The masters who came to the East and West states to hunt treasures only lost the eighth floor after entering the Magic Mirror City. The monks in the two states had casualties, including the late stages of the Golden Pill and the early stages of the Nascent Soul.

Among the monks in Dongzhou, Leng Jian Taoist of Daxueshan, Qingyi Taoist of Tianji Sect, and Gongsun Yuehong of the Immortal Alliance died unfortunately one by one. As for the sect leader of the lower sect, Taoist of Daoist of Ge Shan and other late-stage Jindan masters, there are not many left.

The monks in Xizhou also suffered heavy losses: Mo Fang of the Palace of the Hades was cut into two pieces by someone in the waist. He had not even used the Nascent Soul Scattering Consciousness, so he corpses were spread out on the spot. Mochou Palace Lian's body and head were five different places, and the Blood Sword Sect was on the side, and Long Tianzi was not besieged by a few masters, and his soul was directly dispersed.

The only people who survived in Xizhou were Lu Chen, Ji Bao, Fan Yun, Han Hao, and Chen Qu. The only one who survived in Xizhou was killed by the Daoye of the Star Palace in Dongzhou, Wu Hua, and a group of late-stage masters of Jindan who were crazy. The death was so tragic that it was eye-catching.

Among the remaining cultivators, there were very few left in the later stage of the Jindan period, and the death was even more terrible. They all burst into pieces under the rampage of magic weapons.

The only person who did not have any strangeness was Jin Xiu. The little skeleton usually only collected souls and closed the soul-sucking horn bone at the critical moment, hid aside without any impact.

The monks who survived the disaster all had ferocious faces and gritted their teeth in resentment. At this moment, they finally understood that they had given the five masters a cushion. The aura of the five people was still as powerful as a rainbow in the three-story dome palace building not far away.

"Damn it." Everyone clenched their fists in anger, and their bodies turned into streams of light and followed Yuan Meng quickly towards the dome palace where the golden light rose.

They flew into the hall one after another, and everyone saw Long Yan, Gu Lan, the Netherworld Ancestor, the Black Horned Demon King, and Wang Tong, standing together, staring at Monk Fang Shi, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the hall. The old monk was flowing with dazzling golden light, and a round golden halo was slowly swaying from the surface of his body. Behind him, the round magic light was even more dazzling under the urging of magic power.

The old monk placed a small barrier Dharma realm composed of six extreme spirit stones in a hexagonal shape around each, which was six and three hundred, and integrated into a huge Buddhist sect magic array. This magic array prohibition seemed to have six golden light columns soaring into the sky, tightly surrounding Fang Shi. And directly opposite Fang Shi, a seat that was so huge that it could be called a dragon bed was constantly sucking the countless evil demons absorbed from the top of the palace.

Obviously, this Buddhist magic circle has the function of subduing evil demons. Monk Fang Shi is using thirty-six top-grade spirit stones to gather evil demons in one place, and in the center where the black evil demons gather, a round halo gate emitting purple glow continued to unfold.

When the sound of breaking through the air sounded from behind, the five people were stunned. When they turned around, they saw Lu Chen and others covered in blood coming in. The people led by Gu Lan all showed gloomy expressions.

Yuan Meng brought Man Zhi and Lu Chen to Long Yan, looked at the Zixiaguang Gate above Monk Fang Shi's head excitedly, and shouted: "Brother, is the secret treasure room open?"

As soon as this said, everyone immediately realized that these old monsters had tried their best to make the secret treasure room of the Lord of Magic Mirror City. Lu Chen remembered that Long Yan had mentioned that Lord of Magic Mirror was open-minded and would be given magic weapons as long as he met the requirements, and even spiritual weapons would be given. He cursed in his heart.

Long Yan glared at Yuan Meng, with a slightly unhappy expression, but nodded.

At this time, the ancestor of Netherworld laughed in a silence and said jokingly: "Oh! I really didn't expect that so many people would survive. I thought you all became the devil's delicious meal. Hehehe~"

"Despicable~" Han Hao gritted his teeth and roared, blood burst out from his hoarse throat. He stared at the Netherworld Ancestor and others fiercely, and said, "You are so shameless when you are waiting for the late-stage Nascent Soul masters, you are actually using us juniors to achieve your goals."

"Um?"

Han Hao cursed, everyone was shocked, and Gu Lan and the other two also looked at Han Hao with murderous intent.

Lu Chen was extremely surprised. For some reason, Han Hao suddenly became brave. It should be noted that everyone knows that the five masters use themselves and others to block the evil demons, but due to the huge difference in strength, what if they know? Should they use the strength of the early stage of the Nascent Soul to fight against the late stage of the Nascent Soul?

Isn't that asking for death?

But Han Hao actually dared to curse. Was it so much that he was so angry or something?

Everyone looked at Han Hao in confusion.

The Netherworld Ancestor was amazingly powerful. When did he get such a curse? He said angrily: "You dare to talk to me like this?" A black light suddenly appeared in the palm of the Netherworld Ancestor's palm, which was cold and fierce, and it was obvious that he had murderous intentions.

"Don't move." Han Hao shouted loudly, suddenly rushed to one of the golden light columns composed of six top-grade spirit stones, and reached out to press one hand under the light column.

Now, even Gu Lan, Heijiao and Long Yan were shocked at the same time.

"What are you going to do? Leave there, otherwise I will destroy your soul." Gu Lan threatened coldly.

"It's true." Han Hao smiled proudly, looked at the dazzling golden light column, and said, "Seniors, if Han is not wrong, you are deliberately collecting the best spirit stones in order to open the secret treasure room of the Magic Mirror City and seize the treasure. Haha, if Han uses his power lightly, will this magic array fail?"

“Wow~”

In an instant, the monks present immediately understood Han's support. The resentment that was used as a throw-in stone by several masters was finally released a little. They sneered at the expressions of the five masters, and felt extremely comfortable.

Gu Lan and others were gloomy and stared at Han Hao, without saying a word for a while.

Han Hao guessed right. He could only rely on the magic array of Monk Fang Shi. Once the magic array is lost, the secret treasure room cannot be opened, and the suppressed evil demons may appear again. Those evil demons do not have spiritual intelligence, and no one knows how many. The masters are obviously very afraid of them.

"Infinite Buddha~" Monk Fang Shi, who closed his eyes to maintain the operation of the formation suddenly said, "Fellow Taoists, should I listen to what this little friend wants to say?"

"Master Fang Shi is indeed smart." Han Hao praised and smiled proudly: "Seniors, I must be very comfortable when I used it just now. Ha, don't worry, Han doesn't want to take revenge, nor does he have the ability to take revenge. However, since Han has come here and is lucky enough to die under the siege of the devil, he naturally doesn't want to come in vain."

Han Hao looked at the Zixia Gate and smiled, "If I guessed it well, there must be magical weapons, or even spiritual weapons mentioned by Lord Long Yan. If you can let Han go in and see it, or even have one or two spiritual weapons, haha, Han will naturally not be enemies with you."

The ancestor of Netherworld looked at Han Hao fiercely and gritted his teeth and said, "Han Hao, you are threatening me to wait. Hehe, don't forget that your soul power jade slip is still in the hands of the ancestor. If the ancestor wants to kill you, it only takes one thought."

"That's right." Han Hao was not scared. Upon hearing this, his tone suddenly rose and he said loudly: "Han has never doubted the strength of the ancestor, but when your spiritual consciousness moves, there is a gap. Han doesn't mind that the Nascent Soul self-destruction will be done at that time. Anyway, it's dead, and it's too big to part with one beat."

The barefoot ones are not afraid of wearing shoes. Han Hao's move is clearly to fight against the masters with the will of death. He knew that even if he and others did not have any requests, they would probably not be able to escape the clutches of the masters by the end of the treasure hunt. It is better to fight for it than to die.

Hearing Han Hao's words, the ancestor Netherworld glared at him: "You..."

Indeed, Han Hao can self-destruct the Nascent Soul at the moment before the Netherworld Ancestor killed him. The power generated by a Nascent Soul Master's self-destruction will be injured even if the late Nascent Soul Master is not afraid. The Netherworld Ancestor did not dare, and Gu Lan and others dared not try it.

"Haha, Brother Han's words are reasonable." Just then, Taoist Wu Hua from the Nine Lotus Holy Sect also drew out the flying sword, stood next to another magic array spirit stone, and said in the same tone: "I, Wu Hua, also want to get a spiritual weapon envoy."

"Wu Hua~" Wang Tong saw it and was furious: "Get back quickly, otherwise I will return to Dongzhou to kill your whole family and kill your whole family."

"It will be destroyed." Wu Hua glared and cursed: "Wang Tong, it's fine if you command Dongzhou, but I didn't expect to bring me here but I wanted to die without a burial place. Haha, okay, I will use my family's family's life to play with you this time. I'm afraid you won't dare~"

"Count me." Zhenren Daoye of Xingchen Pavilion jumped out, and his body was filled with red flame halos, and he stood there in another place with a big fur cloak.

The next moment, Wu Shu, Ji Bao, and Fan Yun also stood up in the hidden cave of Huangquan, and stood next to the other three large array light columns with resentment.

"Haha." Gu Lan looked at everyone and laughed furiously: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect that I was wise for a lifetime, but I was threatened by you younger generations. I can agree with your conditions, but I don't even know how many treasure doors there are. If there are very few spiritual weapons, wouldn't it be (7) taken away by you?"

When Lu Chen heard this, he stood up with a smile and said, "This is easy. I believe that the seniors have already agreed to share the treasures here evenly before coming here. It is better to do this. If the spiritual weapon inside is a multiple of 2 and more than ten pieces, I will take one piece each. If there are too many, I will be afraid of holding it hot."

"What if there weren't more than ten pieces?" asked the Black Horned Demon King coldly.

Lu Chen said: "If there are no ten pieces, we don't want them, but you seniors can't stop us from collecting top-grade magic weapons and top-grade magic weapons. I believe that you don't like these things either." Lu Chen glanced at everyone.

Gu Lan and others looked at each other and nodded. Gu Lan said, "Yes."

Lu Chen turned to Han Hao and asked, "What do you think Brother Han?"

Han Hao thought about it and felt it was reasonable. After all, he and others were negotiating with the late-stage master of the Nascent Soul with the intention of dying. If the agreement could not be reached, he would not want to see a breakup. Han Hao nodded and said, "It's up to Brother Lu's wishes."

Wu Hua and others agreed immediately.

Seeing this, the ancestor Netherworld said annoyedly: "Since everyone agrees, then stay away from the formation."
Chapter completed!