Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

As time passed, more and more warriors arrived and lined up densely at the city gate. Although there were many people, no warrior wanted to enter the ancient city to explore. Because there were warriors there before, but without exception, they went crazy as soon as they got within a hundred meters of the ancient city, and then brutally committed suicide or killed each other.

"Everyone, don't rush in. The resentment and murderous intent in this ancient city have been accumulated for too long. In addition, this place has been covered in dust for countless years and is lifeless, so these negative emotions will not dissipate. But we don't have to worry, wait. The number of people is increasing, and when the time comes, as long as we stand here, even if we do nothing, we will be able to offset this negative atmosphere."

The voice of a warrior came.

Everyone turned around and saw that the man was wearing green clothes and looked like a Taoist priest.

"Friend, why can we neutralize ghost energy?"

Some warriors spoke in confusion.

"It's very simple, because we are living people, and the breath we exhale is anger. Anger can naturally offset the energy of death. As long as we keep breathing here, the ghost energy in this ancient city will become weaker and weaker."

"It seems to make sense."

After hearing what the warrior said, everyone nodded, feeling that what he said made sense.

"This is nature. I study Taoism. My Taoism emphasizes the nature of heaven and earth, and the mutual support and restraint of each other. Human energy naturally restrains ghost energy."

"Then how long do we have to breathe?" The warriors asked again.

Using breathing to counteract ghost energy is a way, but I don’t know how long it will take.

The Taoist replied: "With the number of people we have now, we should be able to get in after ten or eight years of breathing together."

"Ten years or eight years!"

"Holy shit, fuck me!"

The warriors were speechless and let them breathe here for ten or eight years, by which time the day lilies were even cold.

The warriors cursed for a while and then became quiet again. Everyone is waiting for a leader, and as long as someone comes forward, they will rush forward. But it was obvious that no one was willing to step forward at this time. Even the leaders of the four-star and five-star sects who had sneaked in did not make any move.

However, as time went by, more and more warriors gathered. At first, the ghostly aura of the hot spring was rampant outside, but when people entered the hot spring in large numbers and after a long period of time, the ghostly aura in the hot spring actually weakened. I guess this is what the Taoist monk just said about anger restraining death.

With the casualties reduced, more and more warriors naturally gathered outside the ancient city.

There are warriors in the wind stage, strong martial arts madmen, and masters.

If people from the Hidden Sect can really be attracted, I wonder if a great master will show up!

Later warriors came outside the ancient city. Some people who did not know the dangers of the ancient city rushed straight to the ancient city. There was no doubt that all of these people died outside the ancient city.

For a while, no one outside the ancient city acted rashly.

"Those masters are really calm!"

Many warriors are impatient! However, if the master doesn't come forward, they will naturally not dare to take action.

"Since no one dares to go, I will go too!"

I don’t know how long it took before an old voice came.

This is an old warrior who is about to die. Apart from being old, he doesn't look like there is anything special about him. If he didn't speak, absolutely no one would notice him.

But as soon as he opened his mouth and released his breath, everyone knew that this old man was actually a master. Zhang Yifeng couldn't see exactly how powerful he was, which meant that this man's cultivation was at least in the middle stage of a master.

This is probably a master whose life span is about to expire.

The old man's voice was still floating, and a flag appeared in his hand.

As soon as the flag appeared, it was surrounded by ghosts.

"What a sinister aura!"

"This is...the Soul-Calling Flag! This evil aura is definitely the Soul-Calling Flag."

"Could he be the old ghost from Shantou who made waves and disrupted the righteous path two hundred years ago? He was the one who got the soul-calling flag when it was unearthed. This is a magic weapon!"

"Isn't it rumored that he was annihilated by the Five-Star Sect? He is actually still alive."

The old man ignored the comments around him and walked toward the ancient city step by step, holding a soul-calling flag, like an old Taoist priest. The ancient city is evil, and its soul-calling flags are equally evil.

The soul-calling flag released ghostly shadows to wrap around him, and he strode towards the ancient city. Soon, he entered an area shrouded in ghostly aura.

"Going in! Nothing's wrong, he's still moving forward!"

Everyone's eyes widened, and they didn't even dare to breathe too loudly.

After the old man entered, it was smooth at first, but gradually became difficult. It seemed that even with the soul-calling flags covering his aura, the ghostly aura around him still made him feel uncomfortable. Although this soul-calling flag also contains evil energy, its aura cannot be compared with that of the ancient city where countless strong men have been buried.

The old man walked with more and more difficulty. He passed over the corpses of other warriors and approached the city gate step by step.

But just twenty meters away from the city gate, there was a crunching sound. The soul-calling flag is broken!

"ah!"

At that moment, the old man looked up to the sky and roared like a madman.

Then, the old man fell to the ground, already losing his breath.

The soul-calling flag can't save his life!

"This flag is just tainted with some evil aura. It is not a real magic weapon."

Zhang Yifeng saw this scene in his eyes and did not have much fluctuation. Once the real soul-calling pan is sacrificed, the color of heaven and earth will change. This flag is far from the soul-calling pan used by cultivators.

It was quiet, the crowd was quiet as never before, this was a master, but he failed to enter the city!

Although this old man looks like he will be buried at any time, the master is a master after all.

"Could it be that after discovering the divine city, we don't have the ability to enter it?"

Some warriors sighed.

"Yes, if the whole of China knows this news, or even if the Hidden Sect knows this news, I am afraid that the good things in the divine city will have nothing to do with us. No, we must go in!"

"Look, someone is heading towards the ancient city again."

There was an exclamation from the crowd. Shortly after the old man died, someone made another move, this time it was a middle-aged man.

Middle-aged, with thick eyebrows and lively eyes. He released terrifying energy all over his body and barged in directly.

The middle-aged man moved very quickly. In just three breaths, he arrived at the location of the old man's body. Without saying a word, he picked up the old man's storage ring and picked up the broken soul-calling flag to look at it. , only to find that the evil spirit in the soul-calling flag has dissipated, and except for the hard material, it is no different from ordinary flags.

With the soul-calling flag still on the ground, the middle-aged man continued to move forward.

After three more breaths, the middle-aged man arrived at the city gate!

His actions shocked all the warriors.

"Who is this middle-aged man? He actually rushed to the city gate in one breath!"