After the eleventh ancestor finished speaking, he walked towards the outside of the sarcophagus mound with his body (shēn).

Every step he takes, he will attract an invisible aura around him, which is like green smoke, and wisps of it are wrapped around the eleventh ancestor (shēn).

Gradually, as the eleven ancestors walked, wisps of green smoke condensed into a robe, which was exactly the same as the clothes of the dead Han Tianye.

The Fourteenth Ancestor and Han Ye, who were trembling in the rear, glanced at each other, and they also stubbornly followed.

The arrow has to be sent, and they can't care about other things (qíng) now, so they can only follow this awakened eleven ancestors to fulfill his lifelong dream.

This dream, the eleventh ancestor has been waiting for thousands of years, and has also prepared for thousands of years, just waiting for the Ming (rì) elixir to condense.

The Eleventh Ancestor moved his neck, and as his pace became faster and faster, the shape of his walk became more and more like Han Tianye.

When the eleventh ancestor stepped out of the sarcophagus mound, the huge stone door slowly closed, and the eleventh ancestor at this time was already exactly the same as Han Tianye, no matter how he dressed, his demeanor, every move, or any posture, there was no flaw.

The Eleventh Ancestor smiled, and there was a strong surging spirit in his eyes.

One step at a time, and you are in the dungeon.

All the powerful demon beasts in the dungeon were trembling, their heads were lowered to the ground, and they didn't even dare to raise their eyes to look at the Eleven Ancestors standing in the center.

Even if what they saw in their eyes was Han Tianye's appearance, they knew in their hearts that this person wearing someone else's skin was the eleventh ancestor of the Han family.

Eleven Ancestors' eyes were cold, and they looked around, glancing at all the suppressed beasts.

"Huh!"

The Eleventh Ancestor opened his mouth lightly and let out a strange note, and as soon as this sound came out, wisps of green smoke drifted out from the Eleventh Ancestor (shēn) and gathered in front of him.

After a while, surrounded by green smoke, a small spire condensed on the focal point of the green smoke, and above the spire, a blood-colored sphere floated.

The blood cell was like a living thing, constantly wriggling, looking extremely disgusting, and around the blood cell, there were blood-red mucus threads that connected to the spire below.

After this blood ball appeared, starting from the bottom of the spire, a huge altar suddenly appeared.

This altar was cyan and spread to the doors of the various underground cages, vaguely related to all the suppressed demon beasts.

The Eleventh Ancestor took a breath of air, and felt the scarlet aura emitted by the blood cells in front of him, which was quite refreshing.

"The soul comes. ”

The Eleventh Ancestor spoke lightly again, and with a 'Soul come', all the demon beasts that were spread by the altar under their feet all roared in the sky, their eyes were bloodshot, and they trembled violently.

Their (shēn) bodies seemed to be heavily imposed by an invisible shackle, and they fell to their knees one after another as if they were overwhelmed, and under the sluggish breath, the eyebrows of each fierce beast were forced out by an invisible force.

This wisp of soul fused into the blood-colored sphere in front of the Eleventh Ancestor along with the blood-colored silk thread, making the blood ball even more scarlet.

After doing all this, the Eleventh Ancestor slowly opened his eyes and looked at the languishing demon beasts around him, and there was no wave in his heart at all.

In his eyes, these are not lives at all, but just the nutrients of their Han family.

Since they are nutrients, what is the difference between them dying and not dying?

With a wave of his hand, the Eleventh Ancestor took away the altar, the blood-colored sphere disappeared, and the spire slowly melted into the ground.

Eleven ancestors (tiǎn) lips, as if they were extremely yearning for the future life, continued to take one step at a time, stepping into a crack that appeared instantaneously.

Goo-dong.

The Fourteen Ancestors and Han Ye, who were not far behind him (shēn), were still full of fear in their eyes, but at this moment, they felt a little more uneasy in their hearts.

This uneasiness came suddenly, and both of them had a vague feeling that some kind of big event would happen when the eleventh ancestor of the Han family went out this time, and this big event was very likely not to be a good thing.

When the three of them reappeared, they were already in the dark room where Han Ye and Han Tianye were talking at night.

As soon as the Eleventh Ancestor appeared, he immediately closed his eyes and breathed deeply in the fresh air.

He had been in the tomb for too long, and it had been a long time since he had breathed such fresh air, the smell of so many fresh demon beasts, and the smell of so much Han family blood.

Suddenly.

The god (qíng) on the eleventh ancestor's face changed with his eyes closed, his pupils constricted, and he looked sharply in the direction where the east wing was located.

The Eleventh Ancestor's eyes were filled with intense excitement and excitement, as if he had discovered something unbelievable.

"Who's in the East Wing?"

The Eleventh Ancestor spoke excitedly, and Han Ye and the Fourteenth Ancestor on the side were stunned for a moment, and immediately replied.

"Back to the Eleventh Ancestor, in order to refine the elixir, the previous head of the family specially invited Ling Rubai, the young sect master of the Medicine Immortal Sect, to be a guest in the Han Mansion, and at this moment he was resting in the east wing. ”

Han Ye wondered in his heart, the god (qíng) who was so excited by the Eleventh Ancestor, he could naturally see it, what could make the Eleventh Ancestor so excited?

Han Ye's eyes lit up, he took half a step forward, bowed (shēn), and said with some flattery.

"Eleventh Ancestor, that Ling Rubai is now the leading genius of the Dan Dao, only in his twenties, he is already a seven-rank Dan master, and the alchemy of the Ming (rì) is the main furnace by him. ”

Han Ye thought that he had guessed the thoughts of the Eleventh Ancestor and wanted to show it, but he didn't expect the Eleventh Ancestor to snort coldly, and Han Ye suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and his expression was slightly sluggish.

"The old man didn't ask you, you shut up, your careful thoughts, don't think that the old man can't see it, for the sake of you being the son of the Tao, the old man didn't choose your (shēn) body for blood sacrifice, if you dare to say more, go down to accompany your master." ”

Han Ye trembled (shēn), ignoring the injury, so he immediately knelt down and kept kowtowing, not daring to say anything more.

The Eleventh Ancestor snorted coldly, ignoring Han Ye, who had been kowtowing, but continued to look in the direction of the East Wing.

The Ling Rubai that Han Ye said, the seven-rank Dan master, he didn't care, and the big demon aura he felt was definitely not on the seven-rank Dan master (shēn).

This big demon aura is very faint, almost non-existent, but it is sensitively detected by him.

"Aside from the Seven-Rank Dan Master you mentioned, who else lives in the East Wing?"

Han Ye subconsciously wanted to open his mouth at this time, but he trembled violently again, and never spoke, seeing this, the Fourteenth Ancestor took a deep breath and spoke slowly and carefully.

"Back to the Eleventh Ancestor, who came with the Ling family boy, there is also his sister Ling Yuan, and the other one is a hairy boy, a new disciple of the Medicine Immortal Sect, who seems to be called Jun Mianchen. ”

Eleven ancestors' eyes were shining.

Jun Mianchen...... Jun Mianchen......

That's it, it's him, that big demon breath, it's on this kid (shēn)!

Eleven Ancestors narrowed his eyes, and a smile (yīn) appeared on the corner of his mouth, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

......

次 (rì) early in the morning, east wing.

Knock knock knock......

Jun Mianchen frowned slightly, his eyes slowly opened, and a ray of sunlight spilled into the room through the crack in the window, and he could see the dust in the air slowly floating in the sunlight.

"I'm ...... Asleep?"

Knock knock knock......

Jun Mianchen was slightly stunned, stood up (shēn), and opened the door, only to see Ling Yuan and Rubai with strange faces, standing outside the door staring at him.

"Hey, Han Lie has come to invite us three times, why did you open the door? Are you asleep?"

Jun Mianchen's pupils shrank slightly, and when he heard Ling Yuan say this, he was really asleep, but what happened last night, why didn't he seem to remember it at all.

Rubai saw Jun Mianchen with doubts on his face, squinted his eyes, and felt that something was wrong.

"Mianchen, are you alright?"

Jun Mianchen shook his head and grinned.

"It's okay, let's go!"

Ling Yuan shook her head helplessly, glanced at Rubai on the side, Rubai was thoughtful, and temporarily suppressed the doubts in her heart, and walked out of the east wing with the two of them.

Jun Myanchen followed Rubai (shēn), and he was already vigilant in his heart.

This Han family is a little weird.

I am already a monk of the Jiedan, and theoretically I rarely sleep, and I usually meditate instead, and even if I am sleepy, I can't remember anything.

There is only one possibility that such a strange situation (qíng) has occurred, and that is that I fell into the Tao last night.

It is not clear what kind of Tao and whose way it is.

Jun Mianchen narrowed his eyes, and became more concerned about the strangeness of this Han family.

The three of them walked to the door of the east wing, where Han Lie was already waiting.

Seeing that the three of them finally came out, Han Lie could be regarded as laughing.

"You're finally here, let's go, the head of the family and Lord Daozi have been waiting for a long time. ”

As he spoke, Han Lie glanced at Jun Mianchen from time to time, as if wondering why he, a monk of the Jiedan, would sleep until three poles before getting up.

The cold eyes made Jun Mianchen a little embarrassed.

The four of them walked to the back of Han's house (diàn), and in the back (diàn), there were already a few people waiting here, including Han Tianye, Han Ye and others.

As soon as the three of Bai followed Han Lie into the big (diàn), Jun Mianchen felt a kind of (yīn) forest aura, as if he had locked himself in instantly.

Jun Mianchen's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked around at the people in the big (diàn), but he didn't see unfamiliar faces.

What did it feel like just now?

It's like being targeted by something extremely cold (yīn)......

The weirdness in his heart is getting stronger and stronger, and Jun Mianchen is now extremely vigilant about this Han family.

Under the glance around, Jun Mianchen's gaze stayed on the Han family's head Han Tianye's (shēn) for a moment, I don't know if it was because of an illusion or something going on, he always felt that something was wrong with this Han Tianye.

He couldn't say what was wrong, but he always felt that the Han Tianye in front of him was not the same person as the Han Tianye he saw in the Medicine Immortal Sect a few times ago......