"Senior Uncle Ancestor, why do you want to stop?" Hearing the Battle Saint Elder speak to stop him, the young master of the Heavenly Spirit Clan was slightly stunned, and immediately asked.

"Under the Burning Origin of the Battle Saint, I am not sure that I will protect you thoroughly," the Battle Saint of the Heavenly Spirit Clan heard the question of the young master of the Heavenly Spirit Clan, his face did not fluctuate, and although his tone was indifferent, it revealed a majesty that could not be resisted.

Hearing the Heavenly Spirit Clan's War Saint speak, the young master of the Heavenly Spirit Clan's face suddenly became hideous and terrifying, although he had a noble status in the Heavenly Spirit Clan, but in the face of this War Saint, he had to listen to the other party's words.

"Withdraw!" The young master of the Heavenly Spirit Clan, his eyes glanced at the fire fiercely, and immediately turned to fly towards the airship, and the other four elders also directly turned into streamers and rushed towards the airship.

In a few moments, the magnificent airship disappeared into the sky.

"Today, the Canghuo Gate is in trouble, and I will not be able to entertain you!" Huo Hao Miao said calmly to the various factions of people and horses watching in the square.

With a wave of his big hand, three red streams swept out, flying towards Fang Invincible Yan and Meng Yao's corpse respectively. Huo Haomiao's face sank like water, and he flew directly towards the Canghuo Mountain Range.

Hearing the meaning of the fire in the vast words, the people of all factions immediately retreated and left the Canghuo Gate.

“......”

"By the time I wake up, Meng Yao has been buried, and no one will be able to stay with me in Snow Village!"

When Fang Wushu said this, his resolute face was covered with vicissitudes, and his voice became hoarse.

Han Ming, who was sitting on the stone bench and listening, also had two lines of tears on his face at this time, and his heart was full of emotion. He could clearly feel the helplessness of Fang Invincible when facing the Heavenly Spirit Clan.

"One day, I will personally set foot on the Heavenly Spirit Clan to seek justice for Meng Yao!" The vicissitudes of life on Fang Wuving's face were retracted, a firm look bloomed on his face again, and the posture of the invincible world emanated again, and he said lightly.

Han Ming nodded heavily, although there was no anger on Fang Wudi's face, Han Ming could clearly feel that his hatred for the Heavenly Spirit Clan had penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

“......”

After leaving Fang Invincible's quiet room, Han Ming's heart was extremely heavy.

Many of his confidantes quickly flashed in his mind, and he admitted that he was no longer dedicated, but for every red face, he was digging out his heart and lungs and going deep into the bone marrow.

Han Ming walked on the avenue of the Canghuo Gate and walked towards his own Wanhuo Peak.

I saw that the gate of the fire was destroyed, and the ground was full of devastation. Groups of disciples have a clear division of labor, some are cleaning the wreckage, and some are building buildings. Han Ming said with a trace of guilt rising in his heart.

At this time, it was all because of himself, and since he came to Canghuomen, he seemed to have been causing trouble, but he hadn't done anything for Canghuomen.

Immediately, Han Ming stopped and walked towards the disciples who were repairing the building.

"Little Uncle Ancestor!"

Seeing Han Ming coming over, the disciples who were repairing the building all stopped what they were doing and saluted Han Ming's respectful greeting.

This greeting salute is different from the past, because this is completely from the heart, Han Ming at the time of the war, in order to avoid insults to the Canghuo Gate, he raised the prototype of the Great Dao, and fought with his life, which deeply shocked the disciples in the door who had a lot of complaints about Han Ming.

"What can I do?" Han Ming nodded, a smile on his face, and then asked the group of disciples.

"Huh?" After hearing Han Ming's words, the disciples who repaired were all slightly stunned. stared at Han Ming with puzzled eyes.

The arduous and tiring errand of repairing the building has always been something that only the lowest-level disciples in the Canghuo Sect can do. In their opinion, Han Ming is an unattainable big man in the Canghuo Gate.

"We'll do this kind of thing, you better not interfere. One of the monks at the head said to Han Ming tremblingly.

"It doesn't matter, this matter is all because of me, and I will naturally bear the consequences. Han Ming waved his hand and walked towards the building that was being repaired, and with a wave of his big hand, a wave of Dao Yun power diffused out, and he began to repair the damaged building.

The disciples who repaired were even more shocked when they saw Han Ming's actions, thinking that Han Ming was just talking about it to show his personality charm. I didn't expect that it really started to repair the building.

In the hearts of this group of maintenance disciples, the favorability of Han Ming has risen sharply.

After half a ring, Han Ming and this group of maintenance disciples repaired the hall in full swing.

“......”

In a dark secret room, a woman was tied to a stone pillar. Although the tortured cape was scattered and covered with scars, through this graceful posture and the perfect outline of the face, it was not difficult to guess that this was a beautiful woman who had captivated the country and the city.

"If you promise me to bring Han Ming here, I can spare your life under the love of our father and daughter. Standing in front of this woman, there was a middle-aged monk in a white robe, with a grim look on his eyebrows.

A pair of triangular eyes, at this time, staring directly at the woman tied to the stone pillar, licked her dry lips, a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she said slowly.

"Giggles, father-daughter love! I'm afraid it's a father-daughter feud!"

After hearing the words of the middle-aged man, the woman who was helped laughed out loud, and her whole body trembled slightly. Slowly raised his head, with a playful smile on his face, and his hair was scattered to the side casually, revealing a face that had brought disaster to the country and the people.

If Han Ming was here, he would definitely recognize this scarred woman at a glance.

This woman is Bai Xue, who has been missing for a long time, but at this time she is extremely miserable.

"It seems that you don't want to live anymore?" The middle-aged monk of Yin Wu, after hearing Bai Xue's words, his face turned cold, and he immediately said calmly.

"Who wants to die if you can live, but you will believe that you will succeed, if it were you, would you believe in a femme fatale?"

Bai Xue looked at the middle-aged man in front of her, a miserable smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she looked directly at each other.

After listening to Bai Xue's explanation, the expression on the face of the middle-aged monk suddenly froze, and he agreed with Bai Xue's words in his heart.

Bai Xue is notorious both inside and outside the atrium realm, how could Han Ming value such a woman so much. Immediately, he turned his head with an embarrassed face, and asked in a low voice to a black-robed monk behind him: "Special envoy, I don't think she has a way to attract Han Ming at all, and she can only start from his confidante to have a chance." ”

"Okay, then she'll be handed over to you," the black-robed envoy waved his hand at the middle-aged monk with a look of displeasure on his face. In a flash, he disappeared into the dark room.

"Congratulations to the envoy. ”