Time flies, the years change, although more than 80 years will not be vicissitudes, but it is also the life of most mortals. The majestic middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance, recalling the past. If I hadn't embarked on the road of cultivating the truth, I am afraid that even if I have profound internal strength, my mortal body will be dying of old age, and my life will be exhausted. Back then, he was also a handsome son, although he had a little thought, but after all, he was kind in nature and the city was not deep. When he went to hunt for treasure, he was almost killed.

But he was lucky and did not die, but was blessed by misfortune, obtained the legacy of his ancestors, and obtained a great opportunity along with his cronies. And when he returned to his family, he uprooted those who did not obey him, who opposed him, and who harbored evil intentions. After that, he embarked on the road of cultivating immortals by virtue of a great opportunity. Then he became the head of the family of the Nuo Dahan family, and the remaining demon beast Neidan in the family was consumed by him. Coupled with his extraordinary qualifications, he has become a strong man in the late stage of foundation building. Even the monks who gathered in Heluo Town were extremely respectful to him. The Han family has also become the first family here, as long as he gives an order, the Quartet will not dare to disobey.

Now, with more than 80 years of development, the Han family already has twelve foundation-building powerhouses, most of whom were those who followed him back then. Recalling all the things back then, he couldn't help but sigh lightly: "More than 80 years have passed in a trance, just like yesterday, like a big dream." ”

In a flash, two days passed.

On this day, the Han family was extremely lively, and the head of the family sat in a high position and watched the Quartet. In the lobby, there are more than ten monks who come here to pay a visit, and the guests and hosts are suitable and have a good conversation.

"The Han family's major is profound, and it must take a while to reach the realm of Jindan, and to be able to become the ancestor of a sect, I really admire it. A thin man with a folding fan clenched his fists and spoke, his words full of respect.

"What Daoyou said is extremely true, the Han family is famous, and the Han family is even more prosperous, which is enough to compare with some sects. There are more than a dozen strong foundation-building people, and there are only two or three monks in some small sects who have reached the foundation. Although the Han family has not been developing for a long time, it is thriving, and in the future, it will be more powerful than you and my sect" A big man laughed and opened his mouth, looking at his hearty personality, but in fact, he was also currying favor with the Han family.

"Hehe, what the two Taoist brothers said is very true, and the concubine thinks so too. The head of the Han family, the concubine is polite, and I wish the head of the Han family in advance to break through the avenue, set foot in Jindan, and become a grandmaster. A female cultivator with a beautiful face chuckled lightly and bowed to the head of the Han family, Yingying, extremely polite.

On the big seat, the head of the Han family laughed when he heard this: "You little friends don't need to be polite, you are all talents, and the elite Tianjiao in your respective sects will definitely be above me in the future." Come, don't be inhibited, and let me have a drink. To be able to be with you is my Han's luck, and it is also the luck of my Han family. The head of the Han family also laughed heartily, stood up and raised his glass to drink.

No matter what the purpose, whether it is sincere or false, at least on the surface, it seems that this place is extremely harmonious, and all the cultivators talk freely and tell each other their feelings. In the center of the lobby, there are more than 20 women dancing, and more than a dozen people are playing music and beating on the side, singing and dancing to the court, and they are happy. The cultivators are even more staggered, and even more of them show their elegance, chanting poems and paintings, and laughing and laughing, which seems to indicate the rise of the Han family.

However, at this moment, a loud bang suddenly exploded in the clear sky.

Hearing only a "boom", the lobby of the Han family exploded, the masonry was shattered, the beams fell, and there was a big hole in the roof.

Seeing this, the head of the Han family was furious in his heart, but he didn't show it, but stood up and looked at the sky, spreading his divine sense to scan the sky. Then he said in a cold voice: "I don't know who Daoist friends are here, why are they making a big fuss? If my Han family has offended, although it is clear, although the world is big, one more friend is better than one enemy." ”

However, no one responded, and several black objects fell from above, smashing into the lobby.

The head of the Han family frowned at first, then the pupils of his eyes shrank suddenly, and his hands on his back clenched his fists violently, and his heart was furious. The seven black objects were the seven Zhuji elders who were outside. It must be known that there are only twelve foundation building monks in the Han family, and now seven people have died, which are the mainstay of the Han family, and now they are gone.

These people are the hard work of the Han family master who has cultivated them for more than 80 years, and now they have buried most of them like this, which makes him unbearable.

"Hehe, Han family, hand over that thing, otherwise there will be no one left today. A middle-aged man in a blue robe with a scar on his face stood tall and looked down coldly.

When the head of the Han family heard this, his brows furrowed, and he didn't know why: "Who is Your Excellency? Why do you want to kill my Han family's bloodline, my Han family should have no grudges with Your Excellency." Also, what exactly do you want?" It's not that he doesn't want to kill the other party, but he vaguely feels that the other party is extremely powerful, and even if he fights for his life, I'm afraid it will be difficult to hurt the other party.

"Who are you, dare to be presumptuous here!" The big man who had flattered the head of the Han family earlier stood up and pointed to the figure in the sky and spoke.

"Bang", after the sound exploded, the big man turned into a cloud of blood mist, exploded on the spot, and the bones were gone.

"The ants in the early days of foundation building also dared to be presumptuous in front of this seat, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead. The man snorted coldly, and more than a dozen foundation building monks appeared behind him, shocking the sky.

The head of the Han family was horrified in his heart, even if the other party was not a Jindan monk, he must not be far away, and he didn't see how the other party made a move. And the big man in the early stage of foundation building was directly killed, and such methods are really appalling.

"Seniors, with the cultivation of predecessors, how dare my Han family offend, and ask my seniors to make it clear. What the seniors need, as long as the juniors have it, the juniors will definitely give it with both hands, and ask the seniors to spare the Han family and let the juniors go. After the Han family master had an inference in his heart, he immediately bowed his head and saluted, looking extremely humble.

"Oh? It is said that you Han Haohe is a hero, and there are indeed some cities that you see today. Those who know the times are Junjie, you are good. The middle-aged man smiled contemptuously, but he put his hands behind his back, not taking the cultivators below in his eyes. In his opinion, even if there were more than a dozen foundation building monks below, they were no different from ants in his eyes, just because he was a strong man in the early stage of Jindan.

"Hand over the 10,000 bamboo puppets on your ancestors, and I will let you go Han family, and maybe I can give you some cultivation and let you set foot in the realm of Jindan, how about it?" The middle-aged man smiled slightly, and his so-called creation was to refine Han Haohe into a Jindan puppet.

When Han Haohe heard this, he was stunned: "Back to my predecessors, my Han family does not have such magical powers as Wanzhu puppetry. The exercises that my Han family has learned are all basic exercises from various major sects, and as for the Wanzhu puppet technique, it is even more unheard of. ”

"Hmm, it can't be, it took more than two hundred and thirty years for this seat to inquire clearly, and you are the descendants of the old man Wanzhu. Now that your Han family is thriving, it must be because of the Wanzhu puppet technique, if you dare to use this as an excuse again, this seat will destroy your Han family, and no one will be left!" The middle-aged man's eyes were indifferent, and the momentum on his body suddenly burst out.

"Poof", Han Haohe was hit by the retrograde qi and blood, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out. In an instant, he took three steps back, the ground was trampled apart, and the seats behind him were torn apart. In his opinion, this middle-aged man standing high in the sky is like a majestic mountain, unattainable, and can only look up with awe. The realm cultivation of the two of them is not at the same level at all.

As for those so-called sect Tianjiao, they are even more unbearable, and Han Haohe, as a monk in the late stage of foundation building, can hardly bear it. Not to mention those in the early and middle stages of foundation building, they all trembled and did not dare to raise their heads.

"The seniors are merciful, the juniors really don't know what the Ten Thousand Bamboo Puppet Technique is, and they have never heard of this exercise. Han Haohe spoke miserably.

"Dad, senior, please let my dad go. Our family really doesn't have any magic tricks, please be kind to your predecessors, don't kill my father. A young girl with tears in her eyes fell to her knees and prayed to the man to speak.

"Hmm, yes, you look a little good, you go with me, it just so happens that there is a lack of a calling girl in this seat, how about I let your father go?" the middle-aged man smiled slightly, and said with a little playfulness.

"Is what the senior said true?" the girl asked, skeptically.

"You can only choose to believe, otherwise, the Han family will not be left. The middle-aged man spoke indifferently, ruthless. For him, killing people and exterminating the clan is just a trivial matter.

"Qing'er, senior, you can't be ...... like this"

However, before Han Haohe finished speaking, the middle-aged man snorted coldly. Han Haohe was like being struck by lightning, clutching his chest and vomiting blood, taking a few steps back, his face pale.

"I agree, I believe, seniors stop. Zhou Yuqing pear blossom with rain, kneeling on the ground and begging to speak. For many years, in her consciousness, her father has always been a giant who stands up to the sky and the earth and can do anything. He Zeng bowed his head so much, begging bitterly, which made her unbearable.

"The old man is fighting with you!" An old man's angry voice came out, and a thin old man rose into the sky, stepped into the sky with an indomitable momentum, and then exploded himself.

"Quanshan!" Han Haohe had tears in his eyes, that was his own brother, who had been extremely close to him for decades. Although his qualifications were average, he was not suitable for this path, but he insisted that Han Haohe use his resources to pile him up into a foundation building monk. Now, in order to protect his father and daughter, he resolutely blew himself up, wanting to pull the enemy back to the ruins together.

However, although the power of this self-explosion was extraordinary, it only hurt the middle-aged man in the slightest, not even a minor injury. At this moment, his eyes were cold, the coercion rose suddenly, the wind and clouds changed color, the wind was howling, and the ancient wood rose from the ground: "Kill, not a single man will be left." After the killing,,Go and search again.,I don't believe I can't find the legendary exercises.。 ”

"Yes!" Hearing this, the ten foundation building monks behind him responded one after another, and then swooped down, killing more than twenty people in just a few breaths. And although the foundation building disciples in those halls are resisting, after all, they are not old enough, they are not experienced enough, and there is also a gap in the realm, so they can only protect themselves temporarily, and it is only a matter of time before they fall.