Passing through the black vortex, Han Yu came to the turbulent flow of time and space. Han Yu, who is the supreme avenue, was not confused by the phantom of time and space, and quickly tracked Han Liang's figure.
Han Liang was hugged by a gray-robed man wearing a mask, unable to break free.
The gray-robed man's mask was obviously a treasure of chaos, and Han Yu couldn't see his true face, and even his aura felt like nothingness.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he might have thought that Han Liang was traveling through the turbulent flow of time and space alone.
Han Yu approached quickly, and Han Liang's eyes widened when he saw this little descendant, showing surprise.
The gray-robed man turned around and waved his sleeves, Han Yu was drowned in endless blood wind, Han Yu didn't panic, and scattered the blood wind with a mighty palm, even cutting off the turbulent flow of time and space.
Han Yu probed his hand, mana surrounded Han Liang, and wanted to capture him, but an extremely powerful force dispelled his mana, and even shocked his soul.
Han Yu frowned, feeling uneasy. He knew that he was no match for the opponent after this fight.
He didn't back down, he had to save Han Liang.
Han Liang was born with the bloodline to suppress other clansmen, this kind of aptitude is the luck of the Han family and cannot be lost.
Han Yu strikes again.
The gray-robed man stopped suddenly, counteracting Han Yu's supernatural power, and said, "Sage Han Yu, you shouldn't stop me."
Han Yu was unfamiliar with his voice, and asked in a deep voice, "You want to be an enemy of the Han family?"
The gray robe said humanely: "On the contrary, I am saving the Han family, this son must not be kept."
Han Yu frowned.
The gray-robed man raised his right hand and drew a semicircle in front of him. In an instant, a blood-colored half-moon condensed and appeared. Han Yu's gaze subconsciously fell on the blood-colored half-moon, followed by a trance of consciousness.
Han Yu opened his eyes and found that he came to a blood-colored void. In the distance, he could see many broken worlds and corpses in all directions.
This is a blank field. The reason for the blood color is that there is too much killing karma.
Han Yu saw a figure, it was Han Liang.
This Han Liang looks to be only twelve or thirteen years old. He is wearing a blood-striped black robe. Cruel smile.
Han Yu was not shocked when he saw this Han Liang. He realized that this was an illusion, and what he saw and heard was not important. What he had to do was to get out of the illusion as soon as possible.
When Han Liang rushed in front of him, he still didn't care.
boom!
Han Liang pierced Han Yu's chest with his palm, and the extremely real pain moved Han Yu's face.
He had a look of disbelief on his face.
Han Liang is absorbing his mana!
This is no false illusion!
How can it be!
…
In the third dojo.
Han Jue opened his eyes, outside the Taoist temple, Han Yu and Han Yunjin were waiting to see him.
Han Jue let them watch.
After Han Yunjin saluted, he said anxiously, "Father, my son Han Liang has been taken away!"
Han Yu then told the story of his pursuit of the gray-robed man, and he concealed what he saw about Han Liang's future.
Han Jue was not surprised, and said calmly: "I already know about this."
Seeing that Han Jue's reaction was so flat, Han Yunjin couldn't help asking: "Father, what should we do about this matter?"
Han Yunjin has countless children, so he naturally doesn't particularly like Han Liang. He was very wary at first, so now he is more worried that Han Liang will become a hidden danger.
As soon as the voice fell, a small head poked out from behind Han Jue, it wasn't Han Liang, whoever it was.
This Taoist temple will shield other people's senses, so Han Yunjin and Han Yu didn't notice Han Liang's existence after entering, and they didn't dare to look around in front of Han Jue.
"Good boy!"
Han Yunjin exclaimed in surprise, and Han Yu also breathed a sigh of relief.
Han Liang didn't pounce on his father, but leaned on Han Jue's shoulder, smiling at his father.
Seeing his smile, Han Yu couldn't help shivering.
Han Jue said, "Go back, Liang'er stay with me first."
Han Yunjin hesitated to speak, seeing that his youngest son didn't want to go with him at all, he sighed and left.
Han Yu also wanted to say something, but seeing Han Jue's eyes, he was suddenly relieved.
Perhaps the ancestor knew that he was the most powerful existence, omniscient.
Han Yu also left, but Han Yunjin did not leave the dojo immediately, but went to visit her mother Li Yao.
Han Jue hugged Han Liang into his arms and said with a smile, "Little guy, don't run around in the future, many people want to catch you, including yourself."
Han Liang tilted his head and asked, "Grandpa, why did I grab myself?"
Han Jue smiled without saying a word, and rubbed his head.
The Taoist temple next door.
Facing Li Yao, Han Yunjin expressed her worries.
The two sat facing each other, not like mother and son, more like brother and sister.
A smile appeared on Li Yao's cool and pretty face, and he said, "Don't worry, now that Liang'er is by your father's side, this is how your father cares for you."
Han Yunjin froze for a moment, and suddenly realized.
If even his father can't control Han Liang, then no one in the world can protect Han Liang.
Li Yao continued: "There are already enough descendants, you don't need to have any more children."
Han Yunjin rarely blushed, a little embarrassed, and hurriedly left.
Li Yao smiled, then closed his eyes and continued to practice.
Among Han Jue's Taoist companions, she is the one who has the most hope of becoming a Taoist creator, and she has been working hard towards this goal without letting up.
…
Three thousand years later.
In the dojo, Han Liang soared through the clouds and rode the fog, sometimes turning into a Kunpeng, sometimes turning into a blue dragon, causing the disciples on the ground to exclaim and applaud from time to time.
The cultivation of these disciples far surpassed Han Liang's. The reason why they were taken aback was not only to please, but also because they were amazed by Han Liang's aptitude.
This kid is already a god-level cultivation base, growing too fast!
Han Liang's appearance has always been that of a teenager, and his heart will never grow up, so he is deeply loved by his disciples.
"Liang'er, the third aunt is here!"
Han Qing'er flew over and hugged Han Liang.
Han Liang looked disgusted, struggled hard, and shouted: "Go away, I don't want to play with you!"
At first, Han Liang liked Han Qing'er quite a bit, but every time Han Qing'er came, he would ravage him, which made him more and more disgusted.
No matter how Han Liang struggled, he couldn't get rid of Han Qing'er.
On the other side, Jiang Jueshi went to visit Han Jue.
After Han Jue was invincible, he didn't deliberately retreat anymore, and usually few people dared to disturb him.
After entering the temple, Jiang Jueshi kowtowed respectfully.
He looked up at Han Jue, and said, "Master, in my reincarnation, I discovered something. There is a mysterious force gathering momentum in time and space, and even mentioning the Lord of Darkness. I'm afraid it's not a good thing."
He told what he knew, and after Han Jue said he knew, he left. He came here just to remind him.
Han Jue looked at Han Liang.
"I didn't expect you, Ji Xianshen, and Xun Shengzun to get mixed up. It's really interesting."
Han Jue muttered to himself, Xun Shengzun is the creator of the Tao from the future in the previous Dao Quan Calamity, and he is also a descendant of Han Jue, but it is not Han Liang, but has a relationship with Han Liang.