Just as Han Ming's face was becoming more and more painful, suddenly bursts of cold killing intent were constantly hovering around Han Ming's body. At this moment, the painful expression on Han Ming's face slowly calmed down and turned calm.

A few hours later, Han Ming and the Ice Old Man slowly opened their eyes.

The Ice and Snow Old Man nodded approvingly and said with a smile: "Yes, but do you understand my story?" If you do, then this story is your creation!"

Han Ming nodded and said with a smile: "I already understand the story, thank you seniors." But I don't know what the chance is?"

At this moment, Murong Wan felt that Han Ming's voice had a particularly strange feeling. There was a feeling that made Murong Wan drowsy, Han Ming looked at Murong Wan's appearance, and gently patted Murong Wan's shoulder, and suddenly Murong Wan came to his senses.

The Ice and Snow Old Man couldn't help but smile and said, "Yes, it seems that you can already use my story." Chance is this extremely cold world, and chance is this ice and snow world with no life and no destruction, no sky and no earth!"

The scenery in front of "Bang" suddenly changed, and Han Ming found that he and Murong Wan were still on the teleportation circle just now, but the extremely cold world slowly became smaller, and slowly entered Han Ming's Ding Ring.

At this time, the ice and snow old man in front of him began to dissipate, and said in a misty voice: "Younger generations, go and find the clansmen of my Sima family." Telling him this story can be regarded as a little compensation and repayment for my Sima Ao's family. ”

After speaking, Han Ming nodded and said no more. Murong Wan looked at the dark cave next to her a little sluggishly, and asked, "Han Ming, what do you mean by the words of the Ice and Snow Old Man, why do you still want to tell a story?"

"This so-called story is actually sound illusion. Only after listening to the story can you really start teaching the art of sound illusion. Unexpectedly, by chance, my killing intent took the initiative to help me dispel the environment brought by the sound illusion, so that I could understand the story and learn the sound illusion. Alright, let's go!"

After Han Ming explained, he took Murong Wan to the cave, and Han Ming didn't mention the matter of the fragments again. After all, this story is too long, too long, and Han Ming needs to digest it.

Moreover, the descendants of the Sima family that the old man of ice and snow said, Han Ming also remembered Sima Yun.

"Could it be that Yun'er is the descendant of this Sima Ao? If this is the case, then I will teach him the sound illusion technique, and it can be regarded as fulfilling this Sima Ao's deathbed instructions! But this extremely cold world is really strange, it can be fused with my Ding Ring, and it will become a world of its own after complementing each other, so I don't have to worry about Wan'er!"

After Han Ming thought with some joy in his heart, he kept flying towards the south.

Murong Wan also glanced at Han Ming strangely, and then stopped talking. What happened just now was so weird that Murong Wan didn't think it clearly for a long time, so she had to give up!

A few days later, Han Ming and Murong Wan finally turned to the north and began to fly. Now, it would almost only take a few more days to fly, and it should be possible to reach the Four Holy Sects.

The journey was uneventful, although there were a few people encountered, but none of them recognized Han Ming's appearance. After all, Han Ming's appearance was a little different from ten years ago, and just when he cultivated the origin of thunder, he had transformed Han Ming's whole body.

If it weren't for the transformation of his body through the Origin of Thunder, Han Ming would have died long ago under Ma Liang's palm. Ma Liang's palm was determined to take Han Ming's life, and Ma Liang was also very surprised that Han Ming could survive under that palm.

Later, the Spirit Devouring Tiger struck Han Ming in the abdomen again, and Ma Liang almost thought that this Han Ming would definitely die. But people are not as good as heaven, Han Ming is still good now.

Inside the Tiangang Gate, Zi Yi looked at the bronze mirror in her hand with a gloomy face, and sneered: "Hmph, Four Holy Sects, Han Ming, don't think I'll let you go." You have done this to me three times and twice, I Ziyi will not kill you and swear not to be a person. What if I fall into the devil's path, as long as I can kill you, I will pay all the costs!"

"Ziyi, have you thought about it, let's help you kill Han Ming, when you were in the Lost Forest, you were the Holy Maiden of my Demon Graveyard. When the time comes, I want you to do everything you can to snatch the Linglong Pagoda in Zhao Feng's hand!" Suddenly, a man dressed in black appeared next to Ziyi, and said in a hoarse voice.

Zi Yi glanced at the black-robed man with a smile, and said with a disdainful expression: "Zhao Feng, that villain, as long as he dares to take the Linglong Pagoda to the Confused Forest, I will naturally get the Linglong Pagoda." But when I kill Han Ming, I must be in front of me and watch Han Ming die with my own eyes!"

"There's no problem with this, he's almost to the Four Holy Sects now. Along the way, there are people from us who have cleared the obstacles for him, and as long as he comes out of the Four Holy Sects, it will be the day of his death. Moreover, Murong Wan, we also want to get it, this is arranged by the sect master!" After the black-robed man said in a deep voice, he talked about Murong Wan again.

Ziyi's face turned cold again, and she refused: "No, Murong Wan must be killed too." As I said, I want the lives of both of them, and neither is indispensable!"

After the black-robed man was silent for a moment, he said in a cold voice, "Ziyi, don't forget Murong Wan's identity. She is the daughter of the sect master, and if you dare to kill her, the sect master will definitely not let you go. I advise you to get acquainted, otherwise even if I kill you now, the sect master won't say anything!"

"You ~~~~~! Okay, it's okay if I don't kill Murong Wan. But I want you to do one thing for me, otherwise I would rather die than agree to you!" Zi Yi said angrily, thinking about it, she could only give up, since she couldn't kill Murong Wan, then she could only make Murong Wan regret it for the rest of her life.

"Oh, what's the matter, you can tell me!" the black-robed man asked in a questioning tone.

After Zi Yi laughed a few times, she whispered to the black-robed man, "Come up with your ears!"

After a while, Ziyi said what she thought. After the black-robed man was silent for a few moments, he felt a little inappropriate and said, "This is not good, if Murong Wan provokes the demon in his heart because of this matter, the sect master will definitely not let you and me go!"

"Hmph! This doesn't work, that doesn't work. In this case, you should kill Ziyi!" Ziyi said, and sat back in his seat, holding the pipa in his hand, and stroked it carefully.

After a while, the black-robed man pondered for a moment, and finally agreed, "Okay, I agreed." I'm going to go back and get the wounded soul, but if something happens, you have to bear it alone, don't cause me to suffer with you!"

Zi Yi smiled softly and said calmly, "That's natural, I'll wait for them on the way to the Four Holy Sects now." Wait until that day, I will let Han Ming die, Murong Wan will go crazy, haha~~~~~~!"

The black-robed man looked at Ziyi and flew away, took off the hood, and saw that it was Ma Liang.

Ma Liang sighed, shook his head and said to himself: "Hey, the most poisonous woman's heart! Ziyi, it seems that you were born to be a demon." Hmph, the right way. Last time, our Demon Dao was defeated in the hands of the Purple Family, and this time, I will let you repeat the mistakes of the past!"

With that, Ma Liang turned around and disappeared in place.

As for Ziyi, she flew in the direction of the Four Holy Sects.

Han Ming and Murong Wan were still flying non-stop at the moment, and there was not a single murder along the way, which made Han Ming feel very surprised, and even Murong Wan felt a little strange.

"Wan'er, you see we've been flying for days. I didn't see anyone chasing me, and the flight was too comfortable and calm, isn't it a little abnormal?" Han Ming frowned and said suspiciously.

Murong Wan laughed at Han Ming and said, "You, you, isn't it good that no one is chasing you? It's normal that someone else has to hunt you down, you're really strange." But I just feel like it's quiet on the way here!"

After Han Ming nodded with a smile, he looked around and sneered: "Forget it, whether it is a conspiracy or original, as long as someone dares to beat me Han Ming's idea, I will definitely not let him have a good time." I think we should be able to get to the Four Holy Sects tomorrow, let's fly quickly!"

"Hmm!" After Murong Wan nodded, the two of them accelerated again.

As the two of them spoke, there were many black-robed men lurking on the ground. They were all dressed in black robes, and their whole bodies were transparent in color, making it impossible to see clearly.

The next day, at noon.

Han Ming and Murong Wan finally came to the Four Holy Sects, which were located in a forest. From a high vantage point, the sect of the Four Holy Sects seemed to be surrounded by the surrounding trees.

"This is the Four Holy Sects, it's really extraordinary! Let's go down first!" After Han Ming said that, he and Murong Wan slowly landed at the mountain gate of the Four Holy Sects.

At this time, the mountain gate of the Four Holy Sects was wide open, and there was a handsome man in cyan clothes in front of the door, clasping his fists at Han Ming and Murong Wan and saying, "In Xia Qinghu, the family teacher has made Qinghu wait here for a long time, come with me to the Qinglong Temple!"

Ignoring the stunned faces of Han Ming and Murong Wan, Qing Hu laughed and whistled, and suddenly a cyan flying dragon appeared in front of the three of them.

Han Ming looked at the cyan flying dragon in front of him, which was tens of meters long, looked at the flying dragon with clear scales, and asked in horror, "Brother Qinghu, isn't this the legendary Blue Dragon, the head of the four divine beasts?"

Qinghu shook his head and smiled, explaining: "No, no." This dragon is the dragon incarnation, in my green dragon temple for a long time, it gave birth to a blue dragon scales, today the master specially asked me to pick up the two, only to be fortunate to stand this green dragon!"

Han Ming picked up Murong Wan, who was in a sluggish state, and after sitting on Qinglong's back, he nodded and said, "I see, the Four Holy Sects are really peaceful!"

At this moment, the flying dragon had already risen from the clouds, Han Ming looked at the Four Holy Sects from a high place, and found that the Four Holy Sects only had four main halls, which should be arranged according to the four temples of the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, and the Xuanwu.

Some of his disciples talked and laughed together, and some practiced in retreat together, which seemed to be very peaceful.

The four temples were also far apart, and each had a statue on the roof. The Qinglong Temple is carved with the Green Dragon, the White Tiger Temple is carved with the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird Temple is carved with the Vermilion Bird, and the Xuanwu Temple is carved with Xuanwu.

A moment later, after playing in the sky for a while, the flying dragon flew towards the Blue Dragon Temple. After just a few breaths, the three of them arrived in front of the Green Dragon Temple, and the flying dragon also flew to the top of the temple and circled.

Han Ming and Murong Wan looked at the mighty Blue Dragon Temple in front of them, and couldn't help but praise and sigh with emotion: "The Blue Dragon Temple is really powerful, this piece of bricks and tiles is actually carved according to dragon scales, it's really amazing!"

Qinghu's face was gentle, and he explained with a smile: "Brother Han, it's not either. This is not a brick or tile, and it is indeed a real dragon scale, this is the scale that the ancestor of my Green Dragon Temple fought against ten flying dragons and snatched from its body, so as to create this Green Dragon Temple!"

Hearing this, Murong Wan looked at the dragon scales in front of her in a daze. Han Ming, on the other hand, was shocked for a moment, his face returned to normal, and he said with a smile: "No wonder, it seems that the ancestor of the Blue Dragon Temple is also a person of great courage!"

Without waiting for Qinghu to reply, Qingtian's laughter and scolding came from the inner hall: "Qinghu, you rabbit cub don't let Han nephew and Murong's niece come in, what are you doing outside? Hurry up and bring him in!"

After Qing Hu smiled bitterly, he whispered to Han Ming: "Master's temper has always been so irritable, today is quite good, it can be regarded as giving me a lot of face." Before that, you kicked me far away!"

Han Ming and Murong Wan couldn't help but smile, Murong Wan smiled and asked, "Haha, then your master is really fun! My master will never beat me, let's go, otherwise your master will really beat you later!"