"Lian'er is not dead, eldest brother and sister-in-law, you can rest assured, I will definitely take care of Lian'er." The woman smiled in tears and knelt beside the bodies of the middle-aged couple, who had long since lost their breath.

Han Shi raised his hand and pointed at it, and a black and white light escaped, and after rotating around Woniu Mountain three times, it disappeared.

Everything is as usual on Woniu Mountain, but if a monk comes here, he will feel a powerful artistic conception power permeating the sky above Hanjia Village, and the stronger the cultivation, the deeper the feeling.

This power of artistic conception is in line with the cycle of the four seasons, which can be seen but not touched.

As long as you don't come here as a cultivator, you will never dare to easily violate this force, otherwise once you encounter a counterattack, even a Mahayana monk will be unable to escape death.

And the existence of this wisp of artistic conception will make the people of the entire Han Family Village more likely to appear spiritual roots, and he has opened a door for the descendants of the Han family, but whether he can go down the road of cultivation is not something he can control.

Han Shi turned his head and glanced at his old mansion, his figure flashed, turning into a long rainbow and disappearing into the sky.

"Congratulations to the Ancestor!!"

After Han Shi's figure disappeared completely, the frenzy in the eyes of the Han clan gradually disappeared, and was replaced by a cold hatred.

Especially those couples who have lost their children, staring at the people of the Fengyue clan with a dead stare at them, and they are even more eager to eat their flesh.

The half-old man laughed miserably, at this moment, he can't even die, there is that huge vitality, but as long as there is a trace of flesh and blood, he will not die, the monk named Han Shi, what he wants is to let him taste the extreme pain in this world before he dies.

And a feeling of absurdity rose in his heart, these mortals who were in his hands not long ago, life and death, were about to decide his fate in an instant.

At a moment when his consciousness gradually blurred, he suddenly realized that it was not he who controlled fate, but fate, which controlled him.

Whether it is a mortal or an immortal, who can break the life of anything!

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Jin Kingdom, Xuanyang Gate, at this moment, a black-clothed young man stood outside the edge of the mountain protection array, his eyes were like cold stars, looking at an old man of the Fengyue clan in front of him.

The old man's expression was gloomy, there were seven golden runes circulating in his left eye, his hands were hidden in the wide sleeved robe, he looked at the young man in black, and sneered: "Han Yu, if you are obsessed with Xuanyangmen, when you break the formation, don't blame the old man for being ruthless." ”

This black-clothed young man was none other than Han Yu, and a chill filled his body, almost freezing the void.

"What does my Xuanyang Gate fight with your Fengyue clan, what do you have to do with those children, your Fengyue clan is so inhuman?" Han Yu's right hand was raised, and a large array of light flashed behind him, and a dangerous aura immediately rose to the sky.

The old man of the Fengyue clan looked at Han Yu and said slowly: "The baby has become a great consummation. ”

The old man sneered, but there was caution in his eyes, but three days ago, when this Han Yu fought with him, he was only in the late stage of infant transformation, and he didn't expect his cultivation to improve so quickly.

This Xuanyangmen's mountain protection array is also very strange, unlike the formations of other sects, it can only be guarded, Han Yu is obviously just an infant monk, with the help of the power of the formation, but he can fight with him without a win.

As a powerhouse of the Seven Mountains, he can fight with the Hinayana monks, although there are some shortcomings, but in a short period of time, it is extremely difficult for the Hinayana monks to defeat him.

As for the infant cultivators, in the hands of the Seven Mountains Seal powerhouse, it is difficult to get a good result, and most of them will end up in defeat.

Han Yu's expression was flat, the ice under his feet condensed, and then at an extremely fast speed, it stretched in all directions, and the battle with the fifth sword made him have a deeper understanding of life and death.

At this moment, he has entered the realm of infant consummation, and he is only one step away from stepping into the realm.

The endless cold ice was instantaneous, its speed was victorious, the old man's face changed, his backhand pointed at his left eye, and the seven runes rotated at great speed, making a loud noise, and a thousand-zhang stone lion appeared in front of him.

As soon as this stone lion appeared, it raised its head to the sky and let out a heaven-shattering roar, rushing towards Han Yu.

"Han Yu, the old man has repeatedly shown mercy to his subordinates, but he can't imagine that you are stubborn, today, the old man will let you see the true strength of my Fengyue clan. The old man smiled coldly and said slowly.

The ice was like a tide, and there was a huge roar in the impact, and the stone lion couldn't stop roaring, but the forward momentum was sealed by the ice, and starting from the stone lion's limbs, it spread and condensed at a very fast speed, and in an instant, it was frozen and turned into an ice sculpture.

Han Yu's eyes showed a fierce glow, and he slapped his hands in the middle of the trick, and the cold ice shattered violently, turning into a piece of ice mist, and the stone lion let out a terrible howl, and there was a wide range of damage around his body.

After half a breath, the Qianzhang stone lion shattered into smoke and dust, and seven golden star points appeared, which were swallowed by the old man of the Fengyue clan in one bite, and in his left eye, it turned into seven golden runes again, circling endlessly.

If you look closely, you will find that there are already some damages in the sigil at this moment.

"You're just like that. Han Yu's expression was as usual, and he looked at the old man and said slowly.

The old man of the Fengyue clan had an extremely ugly face, he didn't expect that in just a few days, Han Yu would become so difficult, coupled with the power of the Great Array, it was no longer difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, but gradually showed a state of suppressing him.

"Hubris. ”

A loud shout sounded out of thin air, as if the clear sky exploded thunder, above the Xuanyang Gate, a majestic man figure appeared, this person was extremely burly, holding a stone axe in his hand, and in his left eye, eight golden runes were staggered, as if containing the operation of the sun, moon and stars.

The old man of the Fengyue clan changed his complexion, his eyes showed joy, and his figure instantly appeared beside the majestic man, with a respectful expression.

"For half a year, you haven't broken the formation, you are really a waste. ”

The majestic man glanced at the old man, with a sneer on his face, if it weren't for this matter, he should be outside the Northern Xuan Sect at this moment, participating in the ultimate battle to exterminate the Northern Xuan Five Elements and Two Sects, how could he be ordered by the Great Elder to come to this remote place.

The old man's face turned red, and he smiled, but there was a trace of cruelty in the depths of his eyes.

Immediately, the majestic man's eyes turned to Han Yu, "You say it again, I will destroy you all over the door." ”

Han Yu's pupils contracted, and he said word by word: "Eight Mountain Seal." ”

Han Yu took a deep breath, his hands pinched like electricity again, and the mountain protection array behind him emitted a surging aura that poured into his body, causing the aura on his body to break one by one.

Han Yu's right hand flipped over, and in front of him, a silver-white three-foot short sword appeared.

As soon as this sword came out, the radius of thousands of miles immediately fell into a harsh winter, and the endless ice cold raged and spread between the heavens and the earth, causing the snow to fall.

This sword is the ultimate incarnation of Han Yuhan's artistic conception, and there is no substance, but the purest extreme cold condensation, only this sword can freeze thousands of miles of land and turn it into an eternal snow region.

Han Yu's eyes revealed exhaustion, without the power of the Great Array, he would not be able to condense this sword on his own.

He looked at the majestic man and said softly, "Ice." ”

The silver-white sword immediately turned into a white light, and shot away, the majestic man's expression finally revealed a trace of solemnity, he smelled a trace of danger on this small sword, even if he didn't deal with it properly, he would be injured a lot.

The majestic man shouted, raised the axe in his right hand and pointed to the sky, and the axe body swelled violently, turning into a giant axe that crossed the heavens and the earth, and slashed down fiercely.

As if opening the heavens and the earth, the blade of the giant axe collided with the silver-white sword, and a huge roar spread throughout the Jin Kingdom.

Han Yu spat out blood, his figure retreated, and he retreated directly into the mountain protection array, landing on Qi Yunfeng, his eyes revealing bitterness, the Eight Mountains Sealing Strongman, even with the help of the power of the Great Array, was not something he could contend with.

At the epicenter of the drama, the giant axe dissipated and turned into a stone axe again, which was held in the hand of a strong man, and a large amount of cold smoke escaped from the axe.

After three breaths, the smoke of ice dissipated, and the majestic man's expression was gloomy, and he suddenly laughed, "What else do you have to do, show it together, otherwise when Lao Tzu breaks the formation, the monks of the Jin Kingdom will not be left behind." ”

On Feitian Peak, an area belonging to miscellaneous disciples, at this moment, a man in white sat facing the cliff, closed his eyes and stroked the knife, and there was no one else within ten zhang of his surroundings.

Not far away, there were many miscellaneous disciples, looking at the sky, with a hint of uneasiness in their expressions, anyone could see that at this moment, Xuanyangmen had reached the time of life and death.

Not only the miscellaneous disciples, but also not only the Flying Heaven Peak, many Xuanyang Sect people had gloomy expressions and looked at the sky silently.

Ten years ago, Han Shi, the ancestor of Xuanyangmen, was besieged by the three Chengding of Northern Xuanzong, and his whereabouts are unknown.

But with the passage of time, Han Shi has never been traced, so that the rumor has gradually changed, the reason why Han Shi did not appear is because of the battle that year, this person has already died, but the secret of the Northern Xuanzong has caused the illusion that Han Shi has escaped.

After all, a Hinayana monk, even if he has extraordinary supernatural powers, is still too small and too small to escape under the siege of the three Chengding.

This rumor, with the start of the war between the Five Elements Continent and the Beixuan Continent, and with the emergence of the Fengyue clan, the entire Jin Kingdom fell into a crisis of life and death, and it became believable.

There is only one reason, if Han Shi is not dead, how can he sit and watch Xuanyangmen face life and death.

And in that battle, no one saw Han Shi flee at all, and the rumors of that escape were just speculation.

In the minds of many Xuanyangmen disciples, Han Shi's status is still above that of Xuanyangzi, and Han Shi's death has made many disciples' minds a little more gloomy.

The man in white was like a stone carving, and only his right hand slowly stroked the blade of the knife, an action that he had continued for more than four hundred years.