The nigger burst into tears. There was no such thing as an iron-blooded man. His body trembled and he couldn't suppress it at all.

Su Yang reached out and patted the black ghost on the shoulder, and walked in without saying anything.

Not far away, Qiao Yuman was already numb.

She never expected that the old Taoist would leave everyone in this way.

Wasn't it still good before?

“Master…”

She bit her lip and felt heartbroken.

Qiao Yushan hugged her tightly, fearing that she would fall down directly.

Looking up at the camp, everyone was worried about Su Han, afraid that Su Han would not be able to hold on.

This sudden change has had a great blow to Su Han!

In the tent.

Su Han was still kneeling there and talking to the old Taoist, as if he was just asleep and did not die of exhaustion.

"I will establish Tianzong again. Master, don't worry. At that time, we two masters and apprentices will continue to carry forward the Douzi Zhi!"

Su Han knelt on the ground and said, "The hell's gang of miscellaneous people, they can do whatever they want for their own purposes, and I will make them pay the price!"

Hearing the familiar footsteps, Su Han did not turn around.

"The deceased is gone."

Su Yang sighed and looked at the old Taoist, his eyes were also red, "The old Taoist can have an apprentice like you, so you can say that there is no regret in this life, so don't let him down."

If it weren't for defending the passage of hell, the old Taoist wouldn't have to use his own life to fill this hole!

Looking at the old Taoist lying peacefully and no longer felt a little pressure, Su Yang slowly knelt down and kowtowed respectfully with Su Han.

"Old Taoist, this is what we two owe you to my father and son."

The two of them knelt in front of the old Taoist and did not stand up for a long time.

It seems that I want to talk to the old Taoist for a little longer, but it seems that the old Taoist is still there and is not dead.

...

Kyoto, Yuanming Lake.

Outside the small building in the middle of the lake, the old instructor was still sitting there fishing.

He was always a little restless, without the peace and patience of the past.

The fish bites the hook.

The old instructor immediately lifted the rod and closed the line, the fishing line jumped tightly, and the connecting rod was pulled to an exaggerated level.

jump--!

With a crisp sound, the fishing line was broken directly, and the fishing rod bounced back twice, almost breaking away from the old instructor's hand.

He stared at the fishing rod blankly, and looked at the fishing line blown by the wind, his eyes a little muddy.

"You'd rather choose to do this."

The old instructor sighed, and the giant looked at it. The wide Yuanming Lake was connected to the mountains from afar. When the wind blew on the lake, the fresh air made people feel a little depressed.

He stretched out his finger and ripples suddenly appeared on the lake, one after another, as if with a special rhythm, telling the story of a young Taoist priest...

The old instructor stood up, without saying a word, walked back to his residence, and took the wine he had always treasured. The old Taoist liked to drink slowly into the Yuanming Lake, and then poured himself a few more mouthfuls, and his eyes suddenly became sharp!

"The transformation of that kid Su Han... begins today."

The old instructor's eyes were far-reaching. Looking into the distance, he seemed to have seen a talented person who was constantly rising and embarking on an extraordinary path. "Maybe, he can really do it."

...

The entire desert was in a sad atmosphere.

No one expected to experience such a mutation.

As strong as an old Taoist, he died at the utmost expiration.

The elders of the Zhuangjia knew that the old Taoist was paying his own life at the cost of his life, guarding the hell passage and preventing the six-demon-level masters from entering this world, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I wonder how Su Han is doing?"

Zhuang Lin's face was not good-looking. He could have thought that Su Han must be very sad and sad at this moment. The closest master left like this. If it were anyone, he would probably not be able to accept it for the time being.

Even Meng Fei and Long Tian shook their heads, not knowing what to say.

If you are not convinced by Su Han, then you are not convinced by Gui.

But before, if there were no Master Su Han and the disciple, they and the elder would probably have died.

They have to accept Su Han now.

Several elders looked at each other but didn't say anything.

They were sure that Jun Yang's suicide directly detonated the ban on hell, which was definitely not a normal thing. It was not Jun Yang's style at all. No matter how hard the old Taoist died, he could choose.

He can't do this at all. Even if... a master of the six-demon-level level in hell is not able to kill the old Taoist, right?

"He is for Su Han and his apprentice."

The elder of the Long family spoke, his eyes full of admiration and reverence.

This pair of masters and apprentices is admirable!

After a long time, Su Han walked out of the tent, with no trace of grief on his face and no expression on his face, as if all his emotions were hidden in his heart.

"Su Han!"

Zhuang Lin walked up and said carelessly, "Don't be too sad, the old Taoist... He is everyone's benefactor to save others and everyone's hero."

Su Han just nodded slightly, stretched out his hand, and placed the golden "Preface to the Former Characters" scripture in Zhuang Lin's palm.

This is what Jun Yang chose to commit suicide and stuffed it into his arms when he slapped himself before detonating the Six-Star Array.

"Get it right and control the previous word tips as soon as possible. I need you in the future."

After saying that, Su Han turned around and left, leaving Zhuang Lin stunned for a long time, and he didn't come back to his senses.

The "Front Characters" in the palm of the hand is golden all over. I don't know what material it is made of. When is it held in the palm of the hand and there is a faint feeling of coldness. Su Han... When did he take it back? Just gave it to himself directly?

He turned to look at Su Han and wanted to ask again, but he also knew that it was inappropriate now.

He looked at each other with the Sixth Elder of the Banker, and the Sixth Elder just nodded slightly: "Listen to him."

Things are a bit weird.

Especially what Jun Yang did, it was a bit incredible.

Su Han walked up to several women, looked at them with red eyes, and reached out to hug them one by one.

"Su Han, you still have us." Lin Meiyu hugged Su Han hard.

Su Han didn't say anything, just nodded.

"Brother-in-law..."

Qiao Yuman cried while looking at Su Han, "Tell me martial arts, I want to avenge my master!"

Su Han reached out and patted Qiao Yuman on the head, but still didn't say anything.

In front of them, Tie Pao and others were emitting a breath that was extremely depressed. Standing in front of them, even breathing was uncomfortable.

There were also Li Zhengyang, Chen Xiaotian, Tang Qi and others, all of whom were deeply saddened by the old Taoist's departure.

"In a short period of time, the Hell Pass will not be opened again. There is still a shocking formation here to control it. You can rest assured,"

Su Han looked at everyone and said aloud, "The most important task of the Martial Arts Hidden Sect now is to find out those who ran out of hell."

A strong and extremely strong murderous intent gradually emerged in his eyes!
Chapter completed!