The entire Xuanyin Mountain was scattered, not to mention the buildings in the Xuanyin Gate, which had already been reduced to ruins.

Yes~

The two twin battle venerables of the Xuanyin Gate let out a cry of pain at the same time, and their bodies flashed, and they rushed directly towards the collapsed Xuanyin Mountain.

All the Xuanyin Sect disciples looked at the collapsed Xuanyin Mountain, and a sad look appeared in their eyes.

"If you can see Bai Xue, you will definitely be smiling happily!"

After toppling Xuanyin Mountain, Zhanzun's Dharma Body dissipated directly. Han Ming, who was standing in mid-air, shook his body a few times, raised his head, looked at the sky, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and shouted in a hoarse voice.

"It's a pity that you can't see it. ”

After half a ring, Han Ming lowered his head, the smile on his face instantly became stiff, and he said in a low voice, two lines of hot tears slowly flowed out of his eyes, leaving two deep marks on his bloodstained face.

Han Xiaobai looked at Han Ming's crazy appearance, and his heart suddenly ached, as if he was being held in his hands.

After a while, Han Ming slowly raised his head, his eyes glanced at the Xuanyin Sect disciples in the place, and said directly and loudly: "Today, my Han Ming is here for revenge, and the master of Xuanyin Sect will kill my best friend, and I will overthrow Xuanyin Mountain! If you are not satisfied, you can come to me in the future!"

Han Ming's words were like an invisible *, detonating in the hearts of the disciples of Xuanyin Sect. Han Ming's embarrassed figure at this time, in their eyes, was so powerful and tall, and it was deeply imprinted in their hearts.

After finishing speaking, the raging flames on Han Ming's body were all extinguished, and his aura exploded directly, quickly becoming sluggish.

Han Ming insisted on doing all this, and immediately his eyes went black and he passed out directly.

"Alas!"

Han Xiaobai sighed heavily, a complicated expression appeared in his eyes, his figure flashed, and he appeared in front of Han Ming again, opening his arms and holding Han Ming in his arms. He turned around and flew into the distance.

“......”

A handsome-looking young monk sat in a palace with several transparent quaint bottles in front of him. Through the bottle, you can vaguely see that there is a Heavenly Ancient Character floating inside, exuding a terrifying momentum.

Every bottle here can set off a bloody storm if it is placed outside, but here there are several at once.

"If I get the word and the word devouring, my plan can go further!" said the young monk sitting in his chair as he looked at the bottles, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and whispered.

"Bang bang bang!"

As soon as the young monk finished speaking, among the bottles placed in front of him, the bottle at the very edge suddenly shook violently, and through the bottle, you could see an ancient character emitting a scarlet light inside, and it hit the bottle frantically.

"Kill the word, don't struggle, I know he is your former master, but no one can stand in my way!" the young monk said slowly as he saw the bottle shaking in front of him, and the smile on his lips became even worse.

What was imprisoned in the bottle was actually a killing word that had been separated from Han Ming for a long time, but he didn't expect that the sleek and cautious killing word was actually caught and imprisoned.

"Young master!"

A monk dressed as a servant walked up to the young monk, bowed deeply, and said respectfully.

"What, is Elder Yi back?"

When the young monk saw the monk walk in, his face immediately lit up, and he spoke directly.

"No... No," the servant, seeing the young monk's excited expression, had a look of embarrassment on his face, and immediately could not speak.

"What's going on, hurry up!" Listening to the servant's staccato speech, the young monk showed a displeased expression on his face, and immediately reprimanded the servant.

"Elder Yi's life card is broken!" Hearing the young monk's reprimand, a cold sweat broke out on the servant's back, and he immediately said quickly.

"What!" The smile on the young monk's face froze when he heard the servant's words, and he immediately let out an exclamation.

"Elder Yi is a sixth-order powerhouse of the Battle Venerable, plus there are two waste firewood from the Xuanyin Sect and the Bai family, how can he die!"

"My subordinates don't know!" the servant whispered when he saw the young monk's anger, and was immediately frightened.

"Let's go, let's take a look at who killed Elder Yi. The young monk said to the servant with an angry face, and immediately turned and walked out of the room.

The two quickly walked to a quaint hall, and in the main hall there was only a huge shelf, which was full of rows of square jade plaques.

Each of these square jade plaques represents the life of this person, and a person's vitality is added to each jade plaque, and when the jade plaque is broken, it means that the monk who put the vitality has fallen.

On the shelf, where the broken jade plaques were placed, the young monk grabbed the broken jade plaques in his hand, and with a slight force, the entire jade plaque turned into powder.

The young monk waved his hand casually, and the powder turned into a jade plaque fluttered in the air, and he quickly pinched out a magic decision in his hand. A black Dao rule of power burst out from the young monk's palm and rushed towards the jade powder in the air.

Rumble!

The power of the black Dao Yun and the jade brand powder fused together, and a black curtain suddenly appeared in mid-air.

Gradually, a few blurred figures appeared on the black screen, and gradually became clear.

It was exactly what Han Ming and Niu Chou looked like when they rushed towards the black-robed monk together. The scene on the black screen continued until the black-robed monk blew himself up.

"Han Ming!"

After seeing the picture on the black screen, the young monk's face became extremely gloomy, and after a pause, he shouted two words in a hoarse voice.

"I'm going to show you the horrors of the Ancient Clan!"

With that, the young monk turned and left the hall.

The servant standing behind the young monk saw the young master's grim expression before leaving, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale. I remember the last person who made the young master show such an expression, and he was tortured by the young master with poison for a year before he was able to die.

“......”

Han Ming was carried back to Jintang Island by Han Xiaobai and placed in a quiet room.

Han Ming lay quietly on the bed, and there were many people standing in front of the bed.

Xiao Yueming was sitting in front of Han Ming's bed at this time, with one hand on Han Ming's wrist.

After a while, Xiao Yueming let go of Han Ming's wrist and shook his head gently.

"How's Han Ming?" Han Xiaobai saw Xiao Yueming let go of Han Ming's wrist, and immediately stepped forward and asked.

"Just like the last time I was in Tianxuan City, the loss of life qi in my body was too serious. Xiao Yueming said softly to Han Xiaobai.

"Then what should I do, what elixir do I need, I'll find it!" Han Xiaobai said directly.

"Nothing!" Xiao Yueming had a mysterious smile on his face.