Han Jue did not sympathize with Han Tuo's experience and did not care about it. As long as this kid did not die, it would be fine.

In life, how can we be without crises and hardships?

Han Zhi did it, and there was no saint behind his back to plot against Han Tuo.

However, in a short period of time, Han Tuo was unable to get rid of this predicament.

Han Jue looked at the Han boy who was crying and shouting. Originally, Han definitely didn't care. The reason why he took advantage of the situation to check Han Tuo's experience was mainly because this kid looked too much like Han Jue.

That's right, like!

The boy looked sixteen or seventeen years old and was extremely handsome. Han Jue had also used spells to look at his face and knew his appearance.

This kid is created like Han Jue, which looks even more like Han Jue than Han Tuo.

Of course, compared with Han Jue, he is still a little worse.

Because of his similar appearance, Han Jue liked this kid very much.

What is this called?

A different generation of relatives?

How many generations have passed?

...

In the wilderness, thunder and clouds are covered with wild mountains.

Han Yu knelt in front of his parents' bodies, and his throat was hoarse.

The reason why he cried was not because of fear, but because of anger. His ancestors were not concerned about it. He was angry that his ability was too poor, and he was angry that God was unfair.

When his emotions dissipated, looking at the corpses all over the ground, Han Yu fell into silence.

A red light rose from the horizon, like fireworks, which was the enemy's spell signal, and he had been discovered.

A stick of incense had arrived here before. It was already like this. The enemy had left and now he turned back to kill him.

We must drive the Han family out of the way!

Han Yu was full of anger and his eyes became determined.

"If my Han family's fate is like this, then I will die with the Han family!"

Han Yu murmured to himself, slowly closing his eyes.

call out

A sound of breaking through the air came, and Han Yu's chest was penetrated by a sharp sword, and blood splattered on the corpse next to him.

A famous monk flew over the sword, with a rainbow of momentum, quickly surrounding Han Yu.

A man in the blue robe looked down at Han Yu and said, "You should be Han Yu, the son of the Han family. He looks really handsome. Unfortunately, if you are not a child of the Han family, I can still recruit you as your son-in-law. Today you must die, and the feud between you and me should end here."

clang

The man in blue robe pulled out a soft sword from his sleeve, and the blade quickly set off a flame to illuminate the dark world that seemed like night.

Han Yu held the sword blade in his hand and gritted his teeth to pull it out.

Rumble

The black clouds rolled more violently, and the thunder was deafening.

"He still wants to resist?"

"Tsk tsk, the Han family has always claimed that there are immortal and god ancestors, which is not as good as my Wang family ancestor. At least my Wang family ancestor appears and teaches disciples the Taoist Dharma."

"It's a natural consequence of the Han family. When the Han family was strong, they also killed us."

"Kill him now!"

"What are you afraid of? Can someone come to save him now?"

The monks were talking, some urging, some scolding, and some ridicule.

The man in blue robe waved his sword down, and the blade turned into a firebird with a wingspan of several feet and rushed towards Han Yu, as if he was about to burn all the corpses in this area.

Han Yu looked at the firebirds all over the sky calmly, and he had accepted the end of the Han family's extinction.

Under his gaze, dozens of firebirds suddenly dissipated, and thunder clouds in the sky lined up, and wisps of sunlight fell and shone on Han Yu.

In an instant, Han Yu felt like he was a different life.

"Hmph, who said that the ancestors of the Han family are not as good as your Wang family?"

A cold snorted sound, and the monks of the Wang family were all trembling as if they were struck by lightning, and their eyes lost their color.

Han Yu's pupils slowly dilated, and under his gaze, the monks of the Wang family turned into ashes.

Han Jue took action.

Destroying these mortals was just a thought.

But he still showed mercy to let the souls of these Wang family monks fall into reincarnation and lose their souls.

Han Jue has already proved that only those who can make him worry about are those who are stronger than him.

Han Jue won't feel guilty if he destroys some mortals.

Han Yu came back to his senses and asked excitedly: "But the ancestor Han Tuo?"

The ancestors appear!

Han Jue's voice rang out: "Han Tuo? I'm tens of thousands of years older than him."

He did not directly point out his identity. If Han Tuo knew about it, he would think he was his ancestor.

In Han Tuo's perception, Han should have parents, and there must be other Han family members even further.

Han Yu was stunned.

In the genealogy, Han Tuo is the father of the family's creator and is already the ancestor of the highest generation.

Unexpectedly...

Many years later, Han Yu was still deeply moved when she mentioned this experience to future generations.

That day, he asked his ancestor for help, but his ancestor did not respond, but his ancestors extended a helping hand to him.

...

Inside the Taoist temple.

Han Never minded Han Yu's inquiry anymore. It was already good to be able to save Han Yu, but he would not do anything for Han Yu anymore.

Unless Han Yu shows the aura that satisfies Han Jue, Han Yu's good impression is only about his appearance.

Han Jue continued to practice.

One day in the fairy world, one year in the mortal world, is not about time differences, but about life experiences.

For practitioners, one year can’t do anything, but for ordinary people, one year is enough to change their lives.

A blink of an eye.

A whole thousand years have passed.

Han Jue's cultivation has ended and his cultivation has improved again. Although it is not obvious, it can only be broken through over time.

He first observed Han Tuo. This kid had already rushed out of the Jiuyou Purgatory and returned to the fairy world. His cultivation level soared a lot, and he was very close to the divine realm.

He looked at Han Yu again and found that Han Yu was not dead yet, and now he is a Mahayana monk.

Although Han Yu is still alive, the Han family is gone.

Han Yu did not recreate the family, but practiced hard, not to mention descendants, even a Taoist partner.

This kid is very enlightened.

Han Jue just took a look. Since neither of them was in danger, he was too lazy to intervene.

Han Jue began to check the email.

Soon, an email attracted his attention.

【Your friend asked Xilai to be attacked by a mysterious powerful man and was seriously injured】

Why are you seriously injured when you come to Xilai?

He looked up and asked the West to be in his temple.

Over the years, Han Jue has not felt the fluctuations in the battle. What's going on?

Who attacked and came from the West?

Han had to use evolutionary functions.

[10 billion years of life span need to be deducted, will it continue]

continue!

Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared in Han Jue's mind:
To be continued...