"Hahaha, it seems that even God can't stand it!"

Qin Bashen laughed wildly, but his laughter was full of hatred.

The faces of the Mahayana monks changed in a changing way, but they were not afraid. They had lived for thousands of years and had not experienced any wind and rain. How could they let Qin Ba Shen go?

The old man in white robe took the lead and sacred a flying sword in his sleeve, trying to behead Qin Bashen.

boom!

A ray of lightning fell from the sky, shattering the flying sword, and then shattering all the bonds on Qin Bashen's body, and a piece of talisman paper turned into ashes.

Qin Bashen was stunned, and the Mahayana monks were stunned, and the same was true for the imperial palace.

A cold female voice resounded through the world:

"A mortal dares to insult my Han family's bloodline. If I believe it or not, I will destroy this mortal world, and even the immortals and gods dare not stop it!"

Han Ling's voice was extremely domineering, and the anger contained in it caused the temperature of the world to drop suddenly, and everyone was scared.

What a big tone!

The Mahayana monks were all frightened, and they were definitely not able to compete with each other with the power of heaven.

only……

Han family?

The old man in white robe looked at the emperor and found that the emperor's expression was horrified and was already scared.

"Friends, take revenge. Who should stop you? Both body and spirit are destroyed. After avenging your grudges, you will follow me to the upper realm to practice and escape from the mortal fetus!"

Han Ling's voice rang out, and Qin Bashen's eyes burst into fierce light.

He stood up tremblingly and walked towards the queen.

The queen, surrounded by monks, was so scared that her face was pale and she collapsed on the ground.

Seeing Qin Bashen coming, she screamed in fear and asked for help wildly.

The monks who were escorting the cultivators were so scared that they dared not fight. Han Ling's appearance made them think that the immortal god was furious. For a moment, they were all so scared that they fled.

The Mahayana monks looked at the old man in white robe. The old man in white robe looked gloomy and said nothing, but did not give another order. It was obvious that he wanted to abandon the car and protect the coach.

Qin Bashen passed by the emperor. The emperor quickly turned around and said in a trembling voice: "Son, stop!"

Qin Bashen ignored him and quickly walked to the queen and became stronger, and punched him.

The delicate queen could not withstand his punch, and died suddenly on the spot, and blood spilled all over the floor.

Qin Bashen turned around and looked at the monks in the sky, shouting angrily: "The ancestors of the Han family are here, can you kill them for me?"

"you……"

The old man in white robe was frightened and angry. He had already acquiesced to Qin Bashen to take revenge, but Qin Bashen was in power and refused to forgive him.

"good!"

Han Ling's voice rang out, causing the Mahayana monks to panic.

The old man in white robe immediately shouted: "Kill this kid first!"

The Mahayana monks took action one after another, and various magic tricks fell towards Qin Ba Shen. Although Qin Ba Shen had strong power, he had no magic power. In addition, he was seriously injured, so where could he avoid it.

However, when these spells were about to fall on Qin Bashen, they all disappeared, like smoke scattered.

Screams fell from the sky, and all the Mahayana monks fell to Qin Ba Shen.

Qin Bashen grinned and felt extremely relieved.

The emperor looked at this scene blankly, feeling extremely regretful.

He suddenly remembered what he said when he drove Han into the cold palace.

"Your Majesty, you are greedy for the Queen's family's power. If my Han family finds his ancestors in the future, you will definitely regret it!"

He was so angry that he didn't take it seriously. Now he thinks he is extremely stupid.

This stupidity will make the Qin family's country penetrate into the abyss!

...

The third dojo.

Qin Bashen has changed into new clothes, his injuries have healed, and all the mess on his body has disappeared. Although he is strong, his face is handsome, not as ferocious and fierce as before.

Xing Hongxuan, Qing Luaner and a group of disciples in the Taoist temple surrounded Qin Ba Shen, making him feel uneasy.

"Tsk tsk, I am worthy of being my husband's descendant, and I look pretty."

"I don't know how many generations have passed."

Facing the two ancestors, Qin Bashen was extremely nervous and dared not speak.

At this time, Han Ling came over and said with a smile: "Two mothers, don't make things difficult for him anymore. A few days ago, he lacked his mind. He was like a child, how could he withstand your jokes?"

Xing Hongxuan and Qing Luaner have been away from the Heavenly Dao for a long time and cannot count the situation in the Heavenly Dao. After all, they are not the supreme Tao.

When the two women heard this, they couldn't help but be curious and began to ask.

Han Ling did not hide it, and told Qin Bashen's past, which made the two women feel angry.

Qin Bashen kept silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Then, Han Ling took him to the Taoist temple.

When Qin Bashen saw Han Jue, he was shocked and thought to himself how could anyone look so perfect?

Han Ling said: "This is my father, and the father of the Han family's ancestor. The ancestor of the Han family is Han Yunjin, the saint of the Heavenly Dao."

The Saint of Heaven?

Qin Bashen was frightened. Although he didn't understand what this meant, it sounded tall.

Han Jue did not open his eyes, and Han Ling began to introduce the Han family to Qin Bashen.

Listening to Han Ling talking about the generation after generation of the Han family, Qin Bashen was silent. Although he was shocked, he felt very uncomfortable.

After Han Ling finished speaking, Qin Bashen couldn't help asking: "Since the Han family is so powerful, why do you let your descendants suffer? Even if I do this, there must be other Han children who are wandering outside!"

Han Ling frowned and said, "The Han family has countless children. The Han family has given you life, but there is no responsibility to protect you for your whole life. If the mortals in the world really do not have a prominent ancestor?"

Qin Bashen asked, "Why should I help me? Because of my talent?"

"I also gave you your talents, otherwise you will still lack the mind and be in trouble for the rest of your life."

The person who spoke was Han Jue, whose voice was plain, but with an unspeakable majesty, which made Qin Bashen even more nervous, and even more nervous than facing Han Ling.

He looked at Han Jue, and when he saw Han Jue open his eyes quietly, staring at him, he was so scared that he lowered his head.

Han Ling was also surprised to look at Han Jue. Can talent be given?

Han Jue stared at Qin Bashen and said, "The Han family has countless children. If you can be chosen by me, it is not because I like you. This is the fate you should have. When facing your descendants, I choose fairly and randomly. No matter who is chosen, it is your own opportunity. You don't have to bear it attentively, but please be clear that I don't owe the Han family. If there is no me, the Han family will not even exist."

Qin Bashen was silent. After calming down, he realized that his words just now were indeed unreasonable.

He looked up again and asked, "Ancestor, what do you need me to do?"

Han Jue said: "From now on, I will serve my daughter and will be your ancestor."

Qin Bashen couldn't help but look at Han Ling.

Han Ling smiled and said, "Don't worry, you can practice here. I have been practicing for tens of millions of years since I was born, and I have been out twice in total, and I have never encountered any danger."

Qin Bashen nodded, shocked.

Tens of millions of years...

Han Jue closed his eyes and continued to practice.

Han Ling stood up and took Qin Bashen away, and built a Taoist temple next to him, so that Han Bashen could live there.

She first taught the method of practice. After Han Bashen wrote it down, she reminded: "Don't come to our Taoist temple when you are fine. My father is busy in seclusion. Every time he goes into seclusion, he will be in five million years. When you encounter a bottleneck in your practice, I will teach you personally. If you are bored on weekdays, you can go to those disciples, but I hope you will focus most of your energy on practice."
Chapter completed!