Han Yu always thinks that if you don't do something, then it will never be completed. And if you do it and work hard silently, then no matter how difficult it is, it will be completed in the end.

It's like an ant's crawling, if he is given enough time and conditions, it will have to complete the entire Fire Continent, isn't it also a possible thing?

Everything in front of you may be weird, and the enemy may not be able to defeat it, but if you don't attack and don't advance, then everyone can only stay where you are and wait for death?

Han Yu strode forward, and the fog around him kept tumbling, constantly rushing towards Han Yu's front.

As Han Yu's footsteps moved forward, the mist rolled more and more violently, as if a dragon was about to go out to sea, the wind and clouds changed color, and the entire sea rolled up.

Looking at it from a distance, everyone found that Han Yu's figure was like this at this time...... Insignificance is so insignificant and vulnerable. I don't want to admit it, but it's true.

There are stormy waves ahead, and Han Yu is just a small boat, a small boat that will be destroyed by the big waves at any time, and it is nothing in front of the big waves. No one would doubt that this small boat would capsize in the face of the waves, that it would be submerged, and that even the slightest trace of its existence in this world would be destroyed.

But! But in fact, that figure was not destroyed, but the small boat was still moving forward in the face of the big waves, firmly, step by step.

A wave rushed over and drowned Han Woo. But after a wave passed, Han Yu was still moving forward. The pace forward is still firm. His figure seems small, but it is so determined.

It was as if at this moment, that figure instantly became taller and became a giant pillar in the sky, and the waves could not destroy him, and the entire sea could not destroy him! He is this day, he is this earth, he is everything in this world!

Looking at Han Yu's back, Song Ning's eyes couldn't help narrowing, and a strange feeling rose in her heart. What kind of emotion is this? Song Ning couldn't say clearly, she only felt that her heart was shaken. Because of this emotion, her whole body trembled.

Lao Kong's fists were clenched tightly, and at this moment, he felt that his heart, which was usually beating slowly, was beating violently, and the whole person was very hot, as if the sea of blood was steaming up, and the whole person had an urge to shatter the heavens and the earth.

The boy couldn't help but swallow, he felt that his chest was stuffy, and he wanted to scream. I don't know why, the boy obviously didn't like that figure at all, the boy was obviously so afraid of everything in front of him, but at this time he wanted to take a step forward, follow that figure, and follow that figure to every corner of the world, even if that corner is where hell is.

At this time, Han Yu naturally didn't know everyone's feelings. Han Yu only felt that his whole person had become cold, and there were bursts of colic in his heart.

That cold feeling, that feeling that his heart was about to crack, Han Yu could feel it more and more clearly, as if his heart would explode in the next moment, as if he would die here the next moment.

Han Yu knew that all this was because of those fogs, but Han Yu knew that he had no other choice at this time. He's going to go forward, all the way forward, to that doorway, and to smash that doorway!

It was getting closer, and Han Yu was only less than twenty meters away from the door.

Han Yu didn't think much about it, and was about to speed up, stomping on the ground with one foot. The ground cracked in an instant, like a mirror cracked, and countless fine lines went in all directions, as if the whole earth was about to crumble!

And then...... Then Han Yu's body sank, and the whole person was about to rush forward like a rocket.

But at this moment, the surrounding fog became even more turbulent, and all the fog no longer rushed towards Han Yu but condensed in front of Han Yu. Layer after layer of mist was impacting, but it seemed to be grabbed by some kind of force, and it stayed in place and rolled, but could not disperse in all directions.

And more fog was coming this way. The fog became more intense, more white, almost the kind of white that covered everything, so white that it was as if a white wall had been built in front of it, and there was a thick sense of solidity.

And as the fog gradually thickened, the white wall gradually showed the hideousness of the giant face.

White faces, white eyes, white mouths, white everything...... It's like ...... There is no way to describe the horror of this huge white face in words!

The surroundings began to become clearer, and people's eyes were no longer limited to six or seven meters, but they could see almost everything in front of them clearly at a glance.

Because at this time, almost all the fog was concentrated in front of Han Yu.

And the gathering of mist is the gathering of resentment, the gathering of energy, and the condensation of formations.

The yin wind rose in gusts, and everyone felt a sense of coldness, and everyone had a sense of fear from the depths of their hearts. This is no longer an ethereal fear, but a tangible fear.

Because at this time, this fear arises because of the momentum in front of it. That giant face seemed to suddenly have vitality and intelligence, putting on a hideous and resentful angry expression that only people have, a pair of eyes with only white eyes stared at Han Yu who was coming forward, and a big mouth opened wide, as if to devour everything in heaven and earth.

WhewW......

A hurricane is blowing.

Whining......

There are thousands of unjust souls crying, wailing, and weeping.

These sounds are distracting, grieving, and inhibiting progress.

But! But Han Yu naturally didn't stop advancing, and his steps were still firm!

The bent body suddenly straightened, and Han Yu rushed towards the giant face and the giant wall like a rocket. The fist was raised high, and the fist blasted towards the giant face like a cannonball.

The flames in the sky are rising, the strong momentum is going to run through Changhong, it is going to destroy the withering and decaying, it is going to shake Kunlun, and all obstacles are to be removed.

A punch is drizzle warm.

The Deception Fist Technique began to boil at this moment, and Han Yu's first punch slammed into the huge face on that wall.

Roar, roar, roar!

The giant face let out a roar, like a pig that had been slain, and his face became even more hideous. And the hideousness is not because he was fatally injured, but because of anger, angry Han Yu's audacity, angry Han Yu's ignorance of advancing and retreating.

Whew!

A gust of wind blew up countless mist and pressed towards Han Yu, wanting to blow Han Yu away. But of course, the real damage or real purpose of this fog is not just to blast Han Yu away. Instead, he wanted to use the cold aura contained in the resentment to completely destroy Han Yu's inside!

Han Yu couldn't help but feel a sudden pain in his heart, and spit out a mouthful of blood. But just like any time before, Han Yu's eyes were still firm, and his second punch came as promised!

Two punches are spring rain.

The flames rose up, suppressing the mist back and evaporating, and Han Yu's fist slammed into the giant face again. Knock the giant face out of shape.

Roar, roar, roar!

A tragic sound sounded, and the mist on the giant face was like dry ice that had suddenly been evaporated, and a large stream of mist rushed towards Han Yu, completely enveloping Han Yu.

The heart-wrenching pain made Han Yu almost can't help but scream, making Han Yu can't help but faint. But! But Han Woo is still Han Woo, and he still continues with his third punch!

The three punches are the summer rain pouring plate.

It crackled, as if you could hear the sound of a torrential rain, and the flames kept hitting the giant face, like a machine gun. The shape of the giant face changed again and again.

Obviously, the giant face was under great threat, and even the fog could not press forward. Han Yu naturally wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, and the fourth punch should rise!

The four fists are the Yangtze River rolling.

Boom boom! The huge stream of flames, like the boiling water of the Yangtze River, rushed forward, and wanted to wash away all the mountains and rocks, even if the mountains were in front of them, they would also be washed away!

At the same time, the giant face let out a sharp scream. Then, the giant face actually moved! No longer waiting there like in front of the city, no longer defending but choosing to attack!

One face is the mist of the entire formation, and it is all of the entire formation. The monstrous mist stood up in an instant, as if someone had suddenly erected a canopy. This canopy covers everything in front of everyone!

At the same time, a monstrous cold arose, and the surroundings seemed to be frozen suddenly.

Han Yu instantly felt that blood was rushing out of his heart again, and that rift was cracking open again! The heart has a tendency to shatter again!

The giant face has to work hard, the formation has to work hard, and the grievances of thousands of souls and thousands of people are naturally unstoppable to ordinary people!

A mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth, Han Yu only felt that he was about to be weak, only felt that his whole body was about to be unable to move, and only felt that his heart was about to burst.

But! But Han Yu is still Han Yu, or the same Han Yu who is desperate, as long as he identifies the goal, as long as he identifies the direction, he will move forward!

The fifth punch of the Deception blasted!

Five punches are the lack of embankments in the flood!

At the same time, the monstrous mist pressed towards Han Yu, completely covering Han Yu's small figure, and covering everything in front of everyone.

This is the mist to swallow the sky, this is the mist to crush everything, including the flames, including the Decepticon Fist Technique, including everything!

Lao Kong's eyes were already tightly closed, he didn't dare to look at everything in front of him anymore, he didn't dare to watch that person being devoured, that person seemed to become the sky in his heart at this moment, he fell, and Lao Kong's sky was gone. If there is no heaven, there is naturally only one way left to die.

Song Ning's eyes didn't close, she was still staring at the front, staring at the white mist, but her heart was dripping blood, and the pain seemed to be cracked. But strangely, Song Ning's body was not trembling. Is it because her body is numb, and her spirit is numb, so she doesn't tremble?

The boy's eyes were not closed, but his eyes could no longer see anything clearly, for tears had blurred his vision, and tears had filled his eye sockets. The boy no longer knew what he should do and how to think, he only felt that everything in front of him had become dark, as if suddenly he had become blind.

Is this really the end of it? The man who was thought to be the creator of miracles at the top of the heavenly pillar for an unknown number of times disappeared from this world like this?