But in just an instant, that Qingming turned into a wisp of determination, and in this determination, there was a trace of reluctance to the Chu State, but it was precisely because of this reluctance that this decision was made, and there was no intention of turning back.

"Ancestor ......"

Countless Chu monks knelt on one knee with compassion in their eyes, looking at the fire curtain, the ancestor sacrificed himself in exchange for the possibility of their survival.

"Die!" The Feng Yue clan's man looked cold, his hands pressed together, Shi Ying let out a long sigh, shocked the sky and suppressed the clouds, and suddenly came like a mountain, and slammed towards the fire curtain.

At the moment when the impact came, in front of the curtain of fire, a figure quietly appeared!

This figure in a green shirt and gray hair, as soon as it appeared, there seemed to be a mighty momentum between heaven and earth, with this person as the center, it invaded in all directions, making all the people who saw this figure all shocked and couldn't help themselves.

Everything in heaven and earth seemed to slow down the moment this man appeared.

This is just the feeling of the monks of the Chu State, and in the eyes of those Fengyue clansmen, it is as if they have seen the most terrifying people in this world, and their expressions have changed drastically, and they involuntarily retreat again and again.

This feeling, they can't say, just from the bottom of their hearts, an instinctive fear, as if they will be completely seen through in front of the gaze of this figure, as if this person only needs one thought, can decide their life and death.

If I had to say it, it would be the deepest nightmare buried in my heart.

The indifferent eyes of the stone eagle, the moment he saw this figure, suddenly turned into an indescribable horror, and his wings flapped in shock, and he wanted to rise into the air.

The figure in the green shirt looked indifferent, took a step, slapped his palm on the beak of the stone eagle, and a crisp cracking sound spread along the crack, constantly ringing.

The stone eagle mourned for half of it, and then shattered and turned into stone dust in the sky, and disappeared without a trace with the wind, like annihilation.

The middle-aged man of the Fengyue clan shook violently, his face turned pale suddenly, and he spat out blood in his mouth as he retreated, with disbelief in his eyes.

This stone eagle was transformed by his seven rune mountains, even if it was three Nine Mountains Seal Elders, it would not be able to cause it to be shattered, and the entire Feng Yue Clan, only the Ten Mountains Seal Great Elder could make it possible.

And under the palm of this person, Shi Ying turned into a powder as delicate as ink, I am afraid that even the Great Elder can't do it, who is this person?

The figure in the green shirt raised his right hand, and a white mist appeared in his palm, and as soon as this mist appeared, it diffused, enveloping the curtain of fire, making the burning momentum gradually extinguished.

After a few breaths, the breeze blew, blowing away the mist vapor, revealing the figure of the ancestor of the Chu Tianzong, his face was pale, but his eyes were extremely bright, and the fire of the primordial god that could not be extinguished was forcibly extinguished by the fog.

He could clearly feel that although the fire was extinguished, the realization that belonged to the realm was completely preserved, and at this moment, he only needed to retreat for a few months to consolidate his cultivation, and when he left the realm, he would be the cultivation of the realm.

Chu Tianzong's ancestor's gaze fell on the figure in the green shirt, with a hint of respect, a hint of sigh, and a hint of admiration.

After a long time, he said slowly: "Han Shi, it's really you." ”

If it weren't for Han Shi's action, he would have burned out of the Yuan Shen and died at this moment, and the monks of the Chu State would not be able to escape the clutches of the Feng Yue clan.

This favor is too great, although he didn't say anything, but he secretly swore in his heart that in the future, Han Shi would never shirk even if he risked his life.

He knew even more that the vision in the Hengyun Mountain Range must have arisen because of Han Shi, thinking of this, he was a little more shocked in his heart, Han Shi was really a generation of Tianjiao.

Han Shi's eyes turned, and he instantly appeared in front of the man of the Fengyue clan, pointing at the center of this person's eyebrows.

Before he even had time to panic, the Fengyue clan's man's gaze dimmed, and as soon as his body fell, he fell from mid-air, leaving only seven golden runes, which appeared in Han Shi's hands.

The seven runes were like golden snakes, wanting to break through the shackles and fly away, but no matter how they collided, they couldn't leave the square inch of Han Shi's palm.

Others don't know, but Han Shi knows that the source of all the power of the Fengyue clan is this rune, and the reason why this rune has the power to control the stone is because of Gou Han.

The entire Fengyue clan is derived from the essence blood sent by Gou Han, and has some of the magical powers of the Shi clan, but at the same time, it has also become Gou Han's slave clan, and Gou Han only needs to move his mind to wipe them out.

Han Shi shook his right hand, the seven runes shattered at the same time, turning into golden light and disappearing, his eyes flashed without a trace, the power of the Gou Han bloodline in this rune seal has a feeling of rootless wood, as if there is an invisible barrier, completely cutting off the connection between the Fengyue clan and Gou Han.

If it weren't for Han Shi's artistic conception of stone, it would be difficult to detect this.

"This matter must be related to Shi Xiu's true body......" Han Shi groaned slightly, although he cut off his mental induction with Shi Xiu's true body, he still had a secret intuition that told him that Shi Xiu's true body was not dead.

"Fengyue clan ......" Han Shi's eyes were cold, and an artistic conception belonging to the stone instantly enveloped the four directions, and gradually, the entire Hengyun Mountain Range emitted a low sound, which was a natural response to heaven and earth.

The ancestor of Chu Tianzong looked shocked, in his eyes, Han Shi was like a bottomless pool, not only because of his cultivation, but also because in Han Shi, he felt a momentum of heaven and earth.

After reaching his level, he was more and more able to realize that this trend was the real goal that the monk had spent his whole life pursuing, and it was farther than cultivation.

It contains that person's cultivation, Taoism, what he has realized and sought in his life, and the heart of unrepentance.

Over the years, the trend of a solitary cultivator has gradually formed!

The response of the mountains is not only the artistic conception, but also the response to the momentum of Han Shi.

The artistic conception of the stone filled the heavens and the earth, and countless people of the Fengyue clan showed frightened faces, and fled towards the depths of the Hengyun Mountain Range, their magical powers were shrouded in that artistic conception, and most of them were sealed, coupled with the death of the Seven Mountains Feng Elder, they no longer had the fighting spirit.

In the sky, the figure of the green-shirted monk became the most terrifying shadow in their hearts, and the monks of the Chu State also turned into Changhong one after another and launched a hunt.

Han Shi's right hand flipped over, and a jade slip flew into the hands of the ancestor of Chu Tianzong, "If there is another strong person of the Fengyue clan coming, you can crush this slip, and I will come as soon as possible." ”

After speaking, after Han Shi glanced at the ancestor of Chu Tianzong, he turned around and took a step, his body merged into heaven and earth, and disappeared in an instant.

The ancestor of Chu Tianzong looked at the jade slip in his hand, and his eyes revealed a complicated meaning, many years ago, Han Shi had stolen the ancient teleportation array of Chu Tianzong, and at that time, Han Shi had not yet married a baby.

Unexpectedly, two hundred years later, he fought with Han Shi, and it was difficult to help this person.

Now two hundred years have passed, and the scene of Boundless Mountain ten years ago has already shaken his heart, and today, ten years later, he can only look up.

He knew very well that in his life, he would never be able to catch up with Han Shi again, Han Shi was like a hidden dragon in the abyss, and the path of cultivation would never stop at Beixuanxing, and the boundless sea of stars was where Han Shi was going.

And he, born in the State of Chu, will naturally die in the State of Chu!

For a long time, the ancestor of Chu Tianzong smiled slightly bitterly, and bowed deeply in the direction where Han Shi disappeared, "Great grace is not grateful, from now on, what you Han Shi pointed to, my Chu country should follow, even if it is the two sects of the five elements of the Northern Xuan, I will never back down." ”

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At the foot of Woniu Mountain, Hanjia Village was silent, and the wide flat ground in front of the Han ancestral hall in the village was full of people, looking at the more than ten people of different races in front of them.

Many had horror on their faces, but there were also many with resentment in their eyes, clenching their fists and staring at the front.

Three days ago, after learning about the relationship between Hanjia Village and the head of Xuanyang Sect, they sent their clansmen here, and after killing a few monks, they took control of the entire Hanjia Village.

Subsequently, the people with the surname Han were separated from those with other surnames, and now the people standing in front of the ancestral hall are all members of the Han family, with no less than 10,000 people.

"Today, there are forty. A half-aged man from the Fengyue clan said lightly after casually glancing at the crowd.

In this person's left eye, there are five golden runes circulating, and he is a strong man with five mountain seals, although the man's expression is indifferent, but his heart is already full of anger, this Hanjia Village is all mortals, why should he come here to suppress it, the battle with Xuanyangmen will naturally not fall on him, and his future status in the clan will also be greatly affected.

This anger can only be vented on these mortals, the original daily twenty-four people have become forty people, and the extra sixteen people, he will stay and kill and have fun by himself.

As soon as these words came out, the people holding the children in their hands in the audience looked miserable, and hurriedly hid the children behind them, for fear that they would choose their own children.

Every half an hour, a child will have his limbs cut off, gouge out his eyes and nose, cut off his tongue and ears, and let him wail to death in front of the Xuanyang Gate.

This matter, the people of the Fengyue clan not only did not hide it, but publicized it loudly, so that those families who lost their children had a sad cry, and some parents were extremely sad and angry, looking for a way to die, and it was even more sad and sad.

"The old rule, those who take the initiative to hand it over will be rewarded, and if it is the one who hides, the whole family will die. The half-old man's eyes flashed, and there was a cruel smile in his playful expression.

The person pointed casually, and a pair of middle-aged men and women suddenly turned pale, their knees weakened, they knelt down, kowtowed to the half-old man, and pleaded: "Immortal mercy, the little girl is only three years old, and she is not sensible." ”

The half-old man smiled abruptly, grabbed the middle-aged man into the air, and the middle-aged man immediately screamed, a large amount of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, turned over and fell to the ground, and there was no sound.

The woman's face showed despair, and behind her, a little girl looked at the middle-aged man timidly and shouted softly, "Dad." ”

The middle-aged woman laughed miserably, looked straight at the girl, showed a gentle look in her eyes, and called, "Lian'er, come." ”