Chapter 149 The ancestor of Handan Mountain, he is not dead!

"I will take revenge for you." Yan Luan looked at Su Ming's figure formed by the blood of a big man in mid-air and nodded.

Han Feizi frowned and her eyes condensed on this figure. She felt that this person seemed to have a familiar feeling, but she couldn't remember where the feeling came from.

"The patriarch, give this man to Phil. He killed my clan, and I'll take him." Han Feizi spoke softly, and her voice was as cold as ever.

"It's okay, but you only have two days. Don't come back late." The young woman smiled, pulled her hair blown by the wind, and said softly.

Her action was full of indescribable **, which made the tall young man beside Han Feizi's eyes a little straight, but he soon lowered his head and dared not look.

"Yan Guang, you can go with me. This Anton's new Hakka can kill Lin Dong in an instant, and he still has some cultivation." Yan Luan looked back at the young man who bowed his head, raised his right hand, and stroked the young man's face gently.

Yan Guang's body trembled, he got up quickly, and said respectfully.

"Go ahead, this blood shadow can guide you to find him."

Su Ming looked at the storm in the distance and the huge building where the storm was blurred. Although he could not see the details of the building, he could only see an unclear outline, but there was a strong pressure, moving with the storm.

His right hand was raised to his chest a little, and his flesh and blood immediately shook, and a wisp of fog was suddenly forced out of his body, turning into a palm-sized villain in front of him, which looked like a gentle breeze.

"Don't you know?" Su Ming withdrew his eyes to look at the storm and looked at He Feng. His eyes were not bright, but Luo Ying He Feng's eyes made He Feng's heart tremble. He knew that he was too anxious, which aroused Su Ming's suspicion. And he was not as contemptuous as Su Ming after experiencing these things. At the same time, he was in a Mental growth gives rise to the feeling of being seen through.

"The villain really doesn't..." He Feng answered cautiously and carefully, but halfway, under Su Ming's calm eyes, He Feng couldn't go on.

"The purpose of the Yanchi Department may be for the relics of your ancestors of the Handan Mountain Department, but more... is to unlock the imprint of the slaves. It is for this reason that they have opened here again and again for hundreds of years at all costs.

Others don't know that I can understand, but if you don't know..." Su Ming smiled, but the smile looked in He Feng's eyes, and he saw the coldness.

"Master... Gao Jian! Wisdom! These things are just guessing, this... because I'm not sure, so I didn't say it." He Feng licked his lips and showed sudden admiration on his face. He looked at Su Ming and opened his mouth repeatedly.

Su Ming looked at He Feng. The other party's words and expressions were something he had never seen before.

Under Su Ming's eyes, He Feng blinked nervously and was about to speak.

"Actually, I know what you're hiding." Su Ming suddenly opened his mouth, and his words made He Feng's heart tremble.

Su Ming's eyes withdrew from the wind and looked at the buildings in the storm connecting the sky and the earth in the sand plain surrounded by the valley in the distance. In this position, he could not hear the sound of the storm, but he could feel the amazing power in the storm.

"The villain really didn't hide anything from the master. Don't doubt it. This... I really didn't hide everything I know. I told the master, and my life is in the hands of the master. How dare I hide it from the master?

What's more, the master is wise and martial arts. I can see at a glance that the master can see at a glance. "How dare I..." He Feng quickly smiled bitterly, but he snorted coldly in his heart. He secretly said that he had many years of experience and had never seen anything. Mo Su's child's deception

"The ancestor of Handan Mountain, he is not dead." Su Ming looked at the building in the storm in the distance and muttered.

He Feng was shocked. He wanted to hide it, but Su Ming's words were like a thunderbolt, which directly made all the hidden secrets of He Feng collapse, revealing the real secret of his heart.

This secret is all of him and his most important thing. At this moment, he was muttered by Su Ming and said directly. More importantly, Su Ming's tone was not to ask, or even he did not ask He Feng, but to himself.

"Lord... Master jokes... This... How can this be possible?" He Feng took a deep breath, and although his expression changed greatly, this did not prove that he was guilty and could be covered up by his disbelief.

"Ancestor, how can he not die? If the ancestor did not die, how dare the three parts dare to rebel. If the ancestor did not die, the three parts would have trembled for a long time, and how could they still stay in Handanshan City..." He Feng looked unbelievable. Seeing that Su Ming ignored himself and always looked at the buildings in the storm in the distance, he knew that it was

"I know. The master feels that the three parts have always been slaves, and so far they are limited. Guess from this point that the ancestor is not dead? If so, master, you guessed wrong. I know from some classics that the three were taken out by the ancestors and the blood was condensed on the three stone pillars. The stone pillars were not broken, and the three races were slaves forever.

These three stone pillars sat with the ancestor. "If the ancestor is not dead, he only needs to move his mind to make the three bloodlines perish in an instant. How can he stay until now?" He Feng's face was in a trance, and he was hesitant to explain. He seemed to be explaining and thinking at the same time. He did not directly deny it, but revealed a kind of thinking and analyzing whether this could happen.

"Hefeng, I can feel his style" Su Ming closed his eyes and slowly opened his mouth. He did not deceive the wind. He stood here. When he looked at the building in the storm, he felt a strong aura, which sipated in the building in the storm.

This aura, when Su Ming's flesh and blood vein in the [body] was not formed, he could not feel it, but at this moment, this feeling is very clear, and in addition, the cyan sword in his [body], there are also some differences here.

The grandeur of this aura is filled with vitality, and it is endless, and it is by no means like a tomb!

His words shook the heart of the wind again and couldn't help but be silent.

"How long will you hide it from me!" Su Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a lot of indifference. He stared at the gentle wind floating in front of him and took a step forward.

He Feng trembled and was about to retreat, but he saw a flash of blue light. The cyan sword suddenly flashed out of Su Ming's eyebrows, circled around He Feng, preventing him from retreating, and stopped in front of He Feng, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at his forehead.

The cold air dispersed, and the wind was panicked. He was shocked by the sword, and slowly smiled bitterly.

"The master is smart, and the little man is in a hurry, he did show his feet"... The ancestor is indeed not dead.

"The wind was complex and said in a low voice in bitterness.

"This is the biggest secret of my Handan Mountain Department. There was an accident in the ancestor's practice in those years. He built this tomb and closed it here..." He once said that if he went out of the customs within a hundred years, his cultivation could break through. If he did not go out of the customs, future generations should not disturb him.

With the passage of time, there were gradually rumors of the death of the ancestor. After several temptations, with the help of outsiders, they suppressed the restrictions of being slaves and replaced the Handan Mountain Department.

But even they can't tell whether the ancestor is dead or not. Over the past hundred years, they have opened here again and again to get rid of the imprint of the slaves, and there is also a purpose to see if the ancestor is dead...

After the three parts, I have secretly investigated over the years and seen the figure of Tianhan Sect. Thinking of the rebellion in those years, Tianhan Sect helped, and the three parts were controlled by the three forces of Tianhan Sect, so they naturally did not agree with each other.

This time, Yan Chibu has mastered the method of transmission, and ambition has bred. If they open the place where the ancestor is closed, it will be fine if the ancestor has died, but once it is really not dead..." He Feng said here, looking gloomy and paused.

"If the ancestors of Handan Mountain are not dead, the forces of the Tianhan Sect behind the Yan Chi Department must know this time. In this way, they will appear and kill the ancestors of Handan." Su Ming spoke slowly.

He Feng acquiesced. After a moment of hesitation, he seemed to make a decision. He looked at Su Ming and whispered, "Master, the small one can let the master enter the place of the ancestor's retreat without breaking this prohibition. If the master enters in advance, the harvest may exceed the Yan Chi Department."

Su Ming glanced at He Feng and didn't open his mouth.

"Fang Mu's aunt Canglan, as a disciple of Tianhan Sect, can return to eastern An at this moment... Then Han Feizi and the forces of Tianhan Sect behind Yan Chi can also send people to come...

No wonder Han Feizi can obviously enter the Tianhan Sect, but she asked for a delay. I'm afraid that this matter is also related here. Su Ming looked at the blurred buildings in the distant plain surrounded by many valleys, and took a step forward. The direction he went was not the plain in the distance, but the left side.

"There must be a change here. If you go to the place where the ancestors of Handan were closed too early, you will cause too much trouble... And even if the ancestors of Handan Mountain are really not dead, let alone the follow-up means of Yan Chi, it is difficult to explain if I enslave the people of his tribe.

It's better to find the branches of nature first, gather all the medicinal materials that have been quenched and scattered, and then make a decision. Su Mingmo was silent, and the brand spread out, filled the circle of 200 feet, and disappeared into the mountain.

As time went by, half an hour later, in the fog in the sky, a group of white clouds suddenly appeared and roared. The cold hair on the white clouds wore a veil and was beautiful and elegant. Behind her was a tall young man named Yan Guang. Before the two of them, there was a shadow of blood, and they came here.

"This man stayed here half an hour ago..." Han Feizi raised his hand and pointed to the blood shadow, closed his eyes, opened it after a moment, and opened his mouth faintly.