The twelve ancestor witches of the witch clan, and hundreds of great witches, all looked at Xin Han with bad expressions. Hongjun's three thousand years of preaching has made these witch clans who only cultivate their physical body but not the soul.

The Taoist ancestor of Hongjun did not know whether it was intentional or unintentional. During the lecture, there were very few techniques for cultivating and refining the body. Therefore, this time, listening to the lecture was to understand the mysterious Taoist methods for others, and for them, life was torment!

In addition, the Zixiao Palace Gate is closed, even if you want to retreat halfway, these lawless witch tribes who are usually lawless do not dare to commit rash in the Saint's Dojo. They can only endure these three thousand years and feel angry.

At this time, a punching bag that releases the fire is urgently needed, and Xin Han, who has a deep hatred of the witch clan, is undoubtedly the best target.

Xin Han is not unfair. In order to refine the Lich Pill, the witch blood obtained can be described as "Sea of ​​Blood". Of course, he just lets blood, but not many people really let him kill him.

In addition to the witch clan, another major race in the prehistoric world, the demon clan, had no fondness for Xin Han. Demon clans from Di Jun, Donghuang, and Kunpeng all cast murderous eyes on him.

Zhunti, who was standing beside him, saw the trick, was surprised by Xin Han's ability to provoke a powerful enemy, and was also gloating and planning to watch the excitement.

The good man Hongyun didn't know how to live or die, and advised Xin Han: "Fellow Taoist should go and ask the teacher, the teacher will definitely help you with kindness!"

"Hmph" Hundreds of powerful men snorted coldly. Zhen Yuanzi quickly grabbed his friend and walked back, and at the same time said apologizing to Xin Han: "Fellow Taoist, be careful!"

Zhen Yuanzi is a true immortal of blessing and virtue, and is well versed in the way of protecting himself. At this time, Hongyun was pulled away, but he didn't want him to get involved in right and wrong. Xin Han's ability to cause trouble was too great. Even Zhen Yuan's great immortal looked at his scalp, so he had to speak up and not want to get involved.

Tie Fan looked at the group of familiar powerful people in front of him and was anxious: "My husband, what should I do!"

It’s not that he doesn’t believe in Xin Han, but that his husband offended too many people this time, and they are all the legendary characters she has heard since she was sensible in her practice.

Xin Han didn't care. He thanked Hongyun first, so he didn't care about him. Then he nodded to Zhen Yuanzi, and then said to Tie Fan: "What are you afraid of? When my husband was Taiyi Jinxian, they couldn't do anything to me. Now, after hearing the Tao for three thousand years, I have realized the mystery of the great way, and I am still afraid that these smelly sweet potatoes and rotten birds and eggs will not be able to do it!"

He whispered to the iron fan: "You go to the Immortal Heavenly Palace to join Charlize first, and wait until your husband is safe before letting you out!" After he finished speaking, he put the iron fan into the heavenly palace.

Iron Fan also benefited a lot in this sermon. Although she was not promoted to Daluo like him, it was only a matter of time. She still could not join the battle with the Twelve Ancestor Witches and the Second Emperor of the Demon Clan.

Xin Han walked out of Zixiao Palace with confidence, and along the way were full of powerful people who were glaring at him.

Tian Wu stood by and saw Xin Han walking past his eyes and sneered: "Don't worry, I will never let you die easily. What you did to me will be ten thousand times, and you will be returned to you 10,000 times!"

Xin Han looked at the eight heads of this guy and said disdainfully, "Can you choose a representative for your eight heads and then speak? Let's talk together like a fly, buzzing so much that it's so annoying and bad breath!"

Tian Wu was so angry that his eight faces turned red, and he sneered: "Okay, okay, let's see if you can still be crazy later. I forgot to tell you that although the art of space is mysterious, my elder brother Di Jiang is the ancestor of the art of space. Just wait and enjoy it!"

Xin Han spat: "Isn't it just that your back door exploded? As for remembering so long, you have no measure at all when you see it. You still hold grudges and get the ancestor witch, I'm gonna!"

Tian Wu's eight red faces were instantly black and purple, and his teeth even chewed. He didn't even say this about his own brothers. Now Xin Han has uncovered it in public, which makes his ancestor witch's face go!

Turning back, he looked at him with surprise, and quickly explained: "Don't listen to his nonsense, there is no such thing..."

But no matter how he explains, I am afraid others will not believe it.

Di Jun sent a message from Donghuang and said, "It's a great revenge of life and death. Compared with the revenge of Tian Wu, our evil clan is nothing. Let the witch clan take action first. We should act according to the opportunity, and it's best to take the thief's palace spiritual treasure!"

A smile flashed in Donghuang's eyes. He could not have imagined that Tian Wu would have such a "glorious" past. He could not bear this grudge on anyone. He also knew that this was the eldest brother who wanted the witch clan to be the pioneer and was waiting for the yellow bird behind him.

Donghuang shook his head: "This thief is dead today!"

Kunpeng sneered: "This is his own fault. We were born in chaos, and we have never seen anyone who can commit suicide like this!"

The demon races nodded at the same time, and this was true!

As he was gaze with various deep eyes, Xin Han was about to step out of Zixiao Palace when a voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Senior Brother Xin Han, wait, the teacher calls you to come in and talk!"

Xin Han turned around, but Haotian was trembling and stared at the other senior brothers Rudao's gaze, and said again: "Teacher... call the senior brother in to come in and talk!"

Xin Han looked around and said, "Okay, let you be arrogant for a while!" After that, he said to Haotian: "Junior brother leads the way!"

The other powerful people shook their heads secretly at first sight, thinking that this guy is really stubborn and still takes advantage of him when he is here. Even if your palace spiritual treasure is an innate treasure, it can still block the siege of the twelve ancestor witches and so many demon clan powers.

Haotian was a little numb from the anger of the twelve ancestor witches, and quickly sued him and took Xin Han into the corner gate next to the hall to the place where Hongjun Qingxiu comprehended the way of heaven.

The place where Hongjun is practicing is like a cushion in that hut, there is nothing else, simple and simple.

Xin Han greeted him: "Master!"

Hongjun shook his head funny: "I didn't say I would accept you as my disciple!"

Xin Han was about to deal with it with a few words, Hongjun waved his hand: "Well, since you have the fate to find the place where I became a saint and obtain the cushion that should have been destroyed, it is also considered a fate. From now on, you and I will be matched by our master and disciple!"

Xin Han was overjoyed. Any disciple recognized by Hongjun would be unsainted. No one would want to die and die. He quickly called him Master again, and the joy on his face could not be hidden.

Hongjun said again: "You are too scattered. The Haotian Mirror is the spiritual treasure that your junior brother has accompanied. It will be of great use in the future. Take it out and hand it back to you Haotian!"

Xin Han looked at Haotian, and saw that the other party's eyes flashed and he didn't dare to look at him, and he couldn't help but show a sarcastic smile. There was no need to think that Haotian must be unable to afford to lose, so he begged Hongjun, and this was the case.

However, he is now in the Daluo realm. Under the sensing of the secret of heaven, he guessed that this "Haotian Mirror" was the use of Haotian to become the Emperor of Heaven to control the Heaven Palace, suppress his luck and understand the three realms. It is indeed not appropriate to fall into his own hands.

But when Xin Han handed over it like this, he was not willing to hand it over. He immediately cried and said, "Master, you see, I don't have any treasures to defend myself. I only have a palace that I have refined randomly. Finally, I got a Haotian mirror from Junior Brother Haotian. You just want me to hand it over. Besides, this mirror was given to me by Junior Brother Haotian himself!"

Daozu should cry before he was poor, but he cried poorly. Didn’t he cried before Zhunti and got into two holy positions for him and Jie Yin?

Hongjun had not yet followed his body and maintained a lot of nature. He smiled and shook his head and said, "You... let's do this, since Haotian agreed to it himself, I can't force you to hand it over. How about the teacher solves the troubles outside for you?"

Xin Han shook his head like a rocking drum: "The disciples will solve the troubles outside, so how dare they bother Master!"

He is not stupid. Hongjun will not kill the Lich clans even if he stands up for him. However, a verbal order can make the other party retreat, but Xin Han himself has not achieved any benefit.

Hongjun shook his head and said, "I knew you were not that easy to fight. After that, what are your requirements!"

Xin Han had already thought about it in his mind: "Master, I am missing a treasure for refining weapons now..."

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When Xin Han came out of the room, his face was filled with unstoppable smiles. This time he made a fortune. Seeing that the two lich tribes in front of the hall had not dispersed, and there were still many people who were left to watch the fun, he hooked his fingers: "Those who are not afraid of death come out, grandpa will take it together!"
Chapter completed!