Aihan's feet stomped on the ground, startling a circle of flying ash.

The dust is like a sudden fog, and you can't open your eyes.

The same is true of those men in black, when the smoke and dust clear, there will be no trace of Ai Han there.

Only Wan Ning was left lying on the ground coughing non-stop, almost coughing out her lungs.

"Where's the leader?"

Ai Han held the jasper sword on the neck of one of the black-clothed Rao, and the sky-killing sword on that side had already moved, knocking those black-clothed people to the ground with the hilt of the sword.

The person who was held hostage by Ai Han squinted at Ai Han and didn't say anything, only listened to the sound of "um", and the rao broke his breath with a crooked neck.

Ai Han took a deep breath and pushed the corpse to the side.

The others tried to get up again, but they were entangled in the grass on the ground that seemed to come to life suddenly.

Thirty-five clusters of flowers moved towards them with their mouths open, and in a few moments they ate no bones left.

Ai Han came to Wan Ning again and grabbed her by the hair.

"Who's that guy?"

She leaned close to Wan Ning's ear and whispered.

Wan Ning snorted and turned her head, it seemed that she had bitten her mouth and didn't want to reveal it.

"You don't, I have a way. Since you will be resurrected when you die, then I will make it impossible for you to be resurrected again!" ”

Ai Han fluttered lightly, as if he didn't think it was a difficult thing at all.

Wan Ning sneered, "If you have a way, I will never be able to be resurrected in the world, why wait until now?" ”

Aihan withdrew the jasper sword into the ring and rolled up his sleeve.

"This time and that time."

After that, Ai Han used his aura, raised his sword finger with his hand, and slashed a few times in midair.

In mid-air, the places where the fingers swiped left a faint aura.

The traces of the aura formed a mysterious pattern, and after the last blow of Aihan was completed, the pattern of the pattern was completely formed.

The whole pattern flashed for a moment.

Aihan waved his hands at the pattern, and the pattern suddenly became the oldest, still spinning.

The pattern gradually went up, and then it went sideways.

Ai Han's palm pressed down in the void, and the pattern instantly fell on Lin, leaving a deep mark on the ground.

Looking down on the past from above, it looks like a formation.

"Have you forgotten that my master is Yuqingzi. Formations and these things were already known when I wasn't a cultivator. ”

Aihan lifted Wan Ning's collar with one hand, and squeezed her severed hand with the other.

The blood that had just dried up flowed out again, and Ai Han dipped some of it casually with his fingers, and then pointed at the center of Wan Ning's eyebrows with his sword.

The aura ran to his fingertips, and thin white smoke began to rise where it touched Wan Ning's skin.

"Ahh

Wan Ning opened her mouth wide and let out a terrible scream, which shocked those Han people and couldn't help but cover their ears with their hands.

"Stop!"

An old voice came, and then a spiritual aura struck at Ai Han.

Ai Han grabbed Wan Ning's collar and turned around slightly, directly blocking the attack with Wan Ning's body.

"Sugar gourd!"

Ai Han shouted at the sugar gourd, and the latter immediately understood, turned into the blue dragon and rushed towards the old man who suddenly appeared.

Ai Han dragged Wan Ning, who only had one breath left, and once again used his spiritual energy, first drew an arc in the void with his sword finger, and then turned his finger into a palm, and slapped it on Wan Ning's head with one palm.

Over there, the blue dragon was still fighting with the old man, but the old man's mind was obviously divided a lot by Wan Ning's side, and he gradually fell behind.

Ai Han used his aura to drag Wan Ning's body and make her stand up.

The hand is clenched into a fist with the knuckles of the middle finger protruding.

Then he pointed at Wan Ning's elbows, shoulders, and the center of his collarbone.

Wan Ning was now powerless and couldn't scream, so she could only let Ai Han light the acupoints on her.

Next, several large holes around her body were also sealed by Ai Han with aura.

"This time, I'll see how you live!"

Ai Han let out a loud shout, and then turned his hand into a fist and smashed it down on Wan Ning's spirit cover.

"Don't!"

The old man stretched out his hand to Wan Ning and shouted.

It just happened to give the sugar gourd a chance, and a dragon claw plucked out the heart, and directly cut a hole in the old man's chest.

He spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell directly on Lin.

Wan Ning used her last strength to tilt her head to look at the old man, and a tear flowed from the corner of her eye.

After all, I swallowed my breath.

The blue dragon changed back to the appearance of the sugar gourd, and she came to Aihan, and looked at Wanning's corpse on the ground with her without saying a word.

The rest of the clansmen recovered from their fright, stood up in a hurry, and looked around.

This time, there was no more Wanning.

"Mom, is it over?"

The sugar gourd took Ai Han's hand and timidly.

Ai Han let out a long sigh and said, "I want to ...... Right! ”

Ai Han turned to the people and said, "You guys, go out with me!" ”

Han Tiexin suddenly became nervous, "Patriarch, outside...... There is no place for us anymore. ”

Ai Han picked up the sugar gourd, slowly walked to the edge of the Black Dragon Pool, and put her into the pond Zheng

"I'm here."

She turned around and smiled at Han Tiexin and those clansmen, "Am I not your patriarch? ”

There is no longer a hint of chill in this smile, but it still makes people feel warm.

It was as if after seeing this smile, his body was also full of strength.

"Good!"

Han Tiexin struggled in his heart for a while, and finally relented.

Ai Han's heart was like a big stone finally falling, and he smiled with relief.

"Sugar gourd, it's time for us to go!"

The sugar gourd swam back and forth a few times in the Black Dragon Pond, happily not schooling

Hearing Aihan's call, he emerged from the pool and giggled at Aihan.

She leapt out of the pool and jumped to Aihan's side and shook the water from her hair.

Ai Han picked her up with a smile and left the mirror and the secret realm with the only remaining Han people.

When he walked out of the secret realm, Xuan Yanqing was sitting on a big stone next to him, his face full of decadence.

Hearing movement at the entrance of the secret realm, he hurriedly stood up, his expression no longer as calm as usual.

"You're back!"

The moment he saw Ai Han, Xuan Yanqing rushed directly towards her.

Xuan Yanqing hugged Ai Han, completely oblivious to the people following her.

When the Han people who came out of the secret realm saw Xuan Yanqing's face, they knelt down on the Lin at that time.

The gestures and postures of everyone were uniform, making a unique salute posture of the Han people.

"Hello Patriarch Xuan!"