However, man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations. When he returned to the hut, Xu Hong, the butler and his group had long gone. Only Uncle Chen's body was lying coldly. A desolate scene in front of him, and gusts of wind blew from time to time.

"Uncle Chen!"

Seeing this, Jiang Han shouted. At the same time, he immediately ran to Uncle Chen and hoped to do something for him. However, it was too late. He could only lie quietly on the ground and could not do anything else.

"Ah! Hou Zhentian! I want to kill you!" Jiang Han roared angrily.

At this time, Long Yuhua said again: "Isn't it just for you to die in vain when you go now? Could it be that Uncle Chen hopes that you will die in vain for him!"

"I don't care! I must avenge Uncle Chen!" Jiang Han said!

"But Hou Zhentian is in the early stage of Xuan Dan. What about you? Not to mention gathering qi, you are not even a Xuanist. In other words, you are not even a cultivator. How do you take revenge?" Long Yuhua said.

"Then what do you think I should do?" Jiang Han said.

"Don't you have a secret scroll? You can use it for cultivation!"

"Yes! Why did I forget it!" Jiang Han said and laughed. But not long after, he was embarrassed again and said, "But how could I practice well? Besides, this is not my secret practice, is it really good?"

"Who said you were practicing secretly? He is my thing? Where am I? Are you stupid?" Long Yuhua said.

"Really? Can I really practice?"

"Nonsense, do you still want to avenge Uncle Chen?"

"Of course!"

"Then go and practice! Go and meditate for me first and tell me what you saw!"

"oh!"

So, Jiang Han obediently went to the side of Chen Bo's body and began to meditate. After a while, he saw a large forest in front of him. When he was fascinated, he saw a dragon flying towards him. Jiang Han was extremely frightened and panicked, not knowing what to do. Just as he was about to escape, the dragon hovered in front of him for a few circles and flew into Jiang Han's spine and gradually merged with his spine.

"This..." Jiang Han was shocked!

Crack! Suddenly, the sound of his spine being torn from behind Jiang Han

"Ah..." The sudden pain made him scream.

After a while, the dragon completely merged with the spine and Jiang Han thought it would be over, but...

"Roar...Roar!" Another divine dragon flew over. Oh no, it was four. Because when the dragon flew to Jiang Han's side, it suddenly split into four, or they were four, they flew into Jiang Han's body one by one. This made his body's strength soar. He could no longer stand such powerful power. He felt it was time to wake up, but at this moment another dragon was ruined and came in.

The body... actually moved by itself.

He wanted to break free. However, thinking that Uncle Chen's revenge had not been avenged and that his parents had not found it. Thinking of this, he gave up this idea and let the dragons control his body.

"As long as I can make me stronger, I want to try any kind of exercises!"

After saying that, he continued to let the dragons control their bodies. However, he felt that those moves seemed familiar. It seemed to be the moves on the scroll he picked up.

Those moves were not very long and they were finished quickly. However, Jiang Han was like experiencing millions of years of reincarnation, ups and downs, birth, old age, sickness and death.

Finally, Jiang Han combined all the changes and moves into one and blasted them out with all his strength. He found that his artistic conception was no longer ordinary but improved a lot.

"boom!"

Just when he was very surprised, a loud noise made him turn around and see that the mountain in front of him was beaten to collapse. A vague palm print could be seen between the soil and rocks.

"Is this the cause? Really?" Jiang Hanmeng was confused and stood there, staring blankly at his palm.

Finally, he followed the method of the exercises again. The power he could not find was simply unimaginable.

At this time, Long Yuhua, who was inside his body, spoke: "This technique was originally something that only the holy emperors of my demon dragon clan could practice."

"Ah! So awesome? Then why give it to me?" Jiang Han asked in confusion.

"Although this technique is very powerful, only by cooperating with the jade in your hand can you exert the maximum power. So... I can only let you practice it?"

"Ah! Why?" Jiang Han asked again.

"What do you think? I'm all in your body, where has the jade gone? Are you stupid?"

"Oh! So that's it! Then I will definitely practice hard in the future."

"Now you are at the fourth level of bone training, and you have reached the second level of physical training. Your cultivation level has also reached the late stage of Yuan Zhuang and you can fight with it. Go!"

"Um!"

Jiang Han found a place beside the mountains and rivers to bury Mr. Chen's body.

"Uncle Chen! Thank you! I have the ability to protect you now, but you have left me. Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you for your grudge!" After that, he left in a hurry.

In the Marquis Mansion of Manghuang, in the study room of Hou Zhentian.

At this time, Hou Zhentian was discussing with the Rakshasa Sect leader about their disciple selection competition this year. The Rakshasa Sect leader wanted Hou Zhentian to attend as a guest, but Hou Zhentian refused to agree.

"Dong...Dongdong" knocked on the door.

"Who?"

"Marty, it's me!"

"Come in!"

"Yes!" Xu Hong pushed the door and entered in response.

After entering the door, Xu Hong saw the Lord of Rakshasa and immediately bowed and said, "I don't know that the Lord of Wu is also here to be respectful!"

"It's okay! I will say goodbye if you have something to discuss with me." After saying that, I turned around and wanted to leave.

"Master Wumen stays out, please go to the guest room to rest first, I will arrive later."

"Then I'll bother you!"

"Where is where, please, Lord Wu!"

"please!"

After politely speaking, Hou Zhentian asked his servants to lead Wu Xiong to the direction of the guest room.

...

"What the hell is it?" Hou Zhentian asked.

"Mr. Marquis, that's the case!"

"What's the matter?"

"It's what you told me to crack that little devil! Did you forget?" Xu Hong said and gestured around his neck.

"Have you done it?"

"Report to the Marquis, that kid is now dead, probably to see the King of Hell." Xu Hong said.

"Okay! This is done well, and I will definitely be rewarded when I look back. Let's go on!"

"Yes! Thank you, Marquis! I'll leave!" After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the door.

Looking at Xu Hong's back as he left, Hou Zhentian couldn't help but feel deeply moved! "After all, human calculations are not as good as God's calculations. Maybe your life should be so good, don't blame me!"

However, he would not have thought that, and he would not have known that Jiang Han was gradually coming towards the direction of the Manghuang Hou Mansion. At this moment, Jiang Han had only one thought in his heart, which was to avenge the dead Uncle Chen and settle the score with Hou Zhentian.
Chapter completed!