The main hall of the royal family in the atrium realm.

Wang Jianyi walked out of the space with Wang Ruoshui in his arms and stood on top of the main hall of the Wang family in the atrium realm.

At this time, in addition to an old man sitting in the main hall with the same appearance as Wang Jianyi, Zhang Yunshang was also here.

Call!

Wang Jianyi, who came back from outside the realm, jumped directly from the same place to the body sitting in the main hall, and after the two merged into one, Wang Jianyi's face suddenly gloomy.

"What's the matter, Brother Wang?!" Zhang Yunshang sensed Wang Jianyi's dislike, and asked curiously.

"Brother Yun Shang, wait a minute, I'll settle my grandson first!" With that, Wang Jian tore through the space and disappeared above the main hall.

Zhang Yunshang, who was also a half-saint, did not show the slightest displeasure, changed his arrogant and arrogant appearance in the face of Fang Wuxian before, and sat quietly on the big chair and waited.

First, Zhang Yunshang knew that Wang Ruoshui was Wang Jianyi's own grandson, and secondly, the sword cultivator who had reached the half-saint realm in the entire atrium realm was only Wang Jianyi, and Wang Jianyi's combat power was strong, so it was worth his wait.

After a full two hours, Wang Jianyi reappeared on the main hall, his old face full of murder.

"Brother Wang, what happened?!" Zhang Yunshang asked curiously.

Wang Jianyi sat on the big chair, his palm smashed the tea table into slag, and said in a cold voice: "Originally, the little thing in Canghuo Gate, I, Wang Jianyi, didn't want to participate, but now it seems that Brother Yun Shang is right, there is just one more pseudo-saint, and Canghuo Gate is already carried away!!"

When Zhang Yunshang heard Wang Jianyi's words, his brows raised slightly, although he didn't know what was going on with Wang Jianyi's grandson Wang Ruoshui, but now it seems that it is definitely related to Canghuomen.

"Hahahaha, it's not a good thing to let the Canghuomen family sit big, Fang Wushu is only a pseudo-saint now, if he becomes a real war saint, then it's okay, now all the ancestors are on an expedition against the demon clan, the fire is not there, it is the best time for me to attack Canghuomen, if we can take this opportunity to break the prototype of Fang Invincible's Great Dao, it will be even better!!"

Zhang Yunshang showed a sinister smile on his face, and his words were full of the invincible and infinite hatred of the other party.

"Okay, so it depends on Yun Shang's arrangement!!" Wang Jianyi's eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered: "Canghuomen, Han Ming?!" A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Canghuo Gate, Invincible Peak.

In the dim cave, there was only a little candle flame flickering and trembling, and there was only a stone bed, a stone table, and a stone bench in the whole cave.

Han Ming sat on the stone bench with a tired and worried face, waiting, his big hands clenched into fists, and his pale lips pursed tightly.

After waiting for three hours like this, Fang Wu's invincible figure slowly condensed in the stone cave.

"Second Senior Brother, how is Xiao Shi?!" Han Ming suddenly stood up and asked nervously.

Fang Wuving's solemn face did not change, and he said indifferently: "Although the foundation has been chopped, fortunately, she is born of a different species, not like human flesh and blood, and she can be continued, but it will take time." ”

"Thank you, Second Senior Brother!" Han Ming breathed a sigh of relief and gratefully bowed his hand to Fang Wuyi.

These two senior brothers Fang Wushu have a resolute temperament, and their feelings of joy and anger are never revealed, always giving people a sense of seriousness and loftiness, but after two contacts, Fang Wushu did not hesitate to help, making Han Ming know that the second senior brother Fang Wushu is actually just not easy to make friends on the outside, but in his heart he attaches great importance to the friendship of the same family.

"What the hell is going on?!" Fang Wushu frowned slightly, and then asked.

Han Ming sighed lightly, and then told Fang Wushu all the things outside the realm, and finally said ashamedly: "I'm sorry, second senior brother, I caused trouble for Canghuomen." ”

"Don't bother!" After listening to what Han Ming said, Fang Wuyi waved his big hand slightly, his solemn face was slightly angry, and said: "Go back to cultivate, even if he Wang Jianyi doesn't come to seek revenge, I will go to Wang's house and ask him where Wang Jianyi came from, and start with you at the same level as a battle commander!"

Hearing this, Han Ming's heart suddenly warmed, but he looked up at Fang Wuyi, hesitated for a moment, and stopped talking.

Fang Wushu noticed Han Ming's expression, suddenly grinned, and said, "What?!, I think I can bear the trouble I caused?!"

Han Ming sighed lightly, shook his head, and said, "I can't bear it!"

"It's right if you can't bear it, what is the master used for, the master is used to block trouble, if something happens, the disciples of Canghuo Sect want to bear the consequences themselves, why should everyone be in the same mountain again, call each other brothers and sisters, your troubles will naturally be solved by me and the senior brother, if we can't solve it, there is also the old master, the friendship of the same brother and sister, if you look down on it, it is better than a stranger, if you value it, this is a blood relative!!"

Fang Wuyi looked at Han Ming with burning eyes, and asked rhetorically, "Let me ask you, if Senior Brother and I were in danger and the enemies were fed, what would you do?!"

Han Ming and Fang Wuving's eyes met, and he said without the slightest dodge in his eyes: "Even if the sword mountain and the sea of fire, nine deaths and one life, do my best, I want my senior brother to return to the door safely!!"

"Hmph, don't be ashamed, your senior brother and I have the strength of a pseudo-saint, why do you need to be rescued by the battle commander. ”

The corners of Fang Wuyi's mouth hooked up a faint smile, although he was ruthless, but looking at Han Ming's gaze was a little more kind.

Han Ming grinned and did not argue with Fang Wuyi.

Bai Xiaoshi needed Fang Wushu's careful treatment, so Han Ming returned to Wanhuo Peak to recuperate first, and after he returned to Wanhuo Peak, more than 20,000 Han family members migrated under the protection of the Sixty Dongze War King.

When the mighty Han family members walked towards the Ten Thousand Flames Peak, many Canghuo Sect disciples were all white-eyed and discussed.

"Hmph, this little uncle hasn't made meritorious service to Canghuomen, so he is in such a hurry to move the family over, and he really doesn't treat himself as an outsider!"

"Who let him win the favor of the ancestors, but it's really shameless!"

Han Ming didn't care about the discussions of the disciples in the door, but the Han family had already heard the rumors, but in the Canghuo Gate, one of the eight major forces in the atrium realm, the Han family could only bow their heads and be people.

After Han Ming returned to Wanhuo Peak, after meeting Xu Rou, Su Yuyan and the others, he took Ning Haoran, who was also angry, into the cultivation room.

Compared to Han Xiaobai's foundation cracking, Ning Haoran just had his foundation corrupted by black poison, which can be solved by devouring words, as for the destruction of flesh and blood, a few pills are fine.

The weaker the person, the easier it is to heal, and the stronger the strength, the more difficult it is to heal.

Han Ming put Ning Haoran flat on the ground and turned his hand to sacrifice the devouring word, but when he wanted to use the devouring word to devour the black poison on Ning Haoran's foundation, the devouring word shook fiercely, as if he was about to get out of his hand.

Han Ming was slightly stunned, and then his eyes were red and he roared angrily at the devouring words: "You think Lao Tzu is not distressed!!

The devouring word settled down with Han Ming's roar, and it swirled in mid-air, making a whining sound, as if crying.