Xing Hongxuan waved her sleeves and cast a spell, a light curtain appeared in front of everyone, and her dream began to appear.
In the dream, a young man was walking forward with his sword, and in front of him was an unrivaled monster, trampling on the ruined city filled with gunpowder smoke, and the wailing and screams of countless people resounded under the sky.
The young man was dressed in white, raised his hand and pointed, it turned out to be the heaven and earth Xuanhuang boundary-breaking sword finger, the sword energy killed along the fingertips, piercing the head of the unrivaled giant monster thousands of miles away, spilling blood on the yellow sky.
Han Jue looked strange.
It has to be said that this boy does have his taste.
"Strange, such a thing did not happen in Tiandao."
Chang Yue'er pinched her fingers and made the calculations, the heavens did not match the scene in the dream.
There are many Yuqingzongs in the Dao of Heaven, and their names belong to the people of the big road, but they can't be counted at all when it comes to combining this battle and that young man.
Fairy Xixuan stared at the dream and said, "Maybe it didn't happen right now."
The girls continued to watch.
The dream is constantly changing, and the key processes of several battles have been intercepted. These experiences are too similar to Han Jue's battles, and of course they are not exactly the same, but they always think of Han Jue when they look at them.
After Xing Hongxuan's dream projection ended, Li Yao asked, "Could it be a certain descendant?"
Qing Luan'er nodded and said: "It should be, but there are many descendants who admire my husband."
This is a way of thinking.
Han Jue smiled and said: "I will know later, anyway, it doesn't count for the time being, it can only be something in the future, if it can be dreamed by you, it may come from Huanger's lineage."
Xing Hongxuan's eyes lit up, and said: "Will Huang'er marry a wife and have children?"
Han Huang is as hard-hearted as a stone. For so many years, he has not had a woman. He seems to look down on women.
Only Han Jue knew that Han Huang felt that he was not of the same race as sentient beings, that's why he didn't get married.
It's like it's very difficult for a person to marry a chicken or a dog, even after the transformation, but the arrogance in Han Huang's bones doesn't allow him to do that.
"Perhaps, who can predict such a thing as marriage?"
Han Jue got up with a smile, and then left the Taoist temple, leaving the girls to discuss curiously.
Women are gossipers, they are all curious about what kind of woman Han Huang will marry.
the other side.
Detachment from the realm, good luck to the imperial court.
In the dark hall, faint white flames ignited at the edge, and thunderclouds appeared in the sky. Han Huang sat in meditation in a mysterious pool, next to which stood a Hongmeng gun, entangled with purple dragons, nourished by the pool water.
There was a sound of footsteps, and I saw Han Ling wearing a graceful golden dress, wearing a phoenix crown on her head, and a mysterious jade hanging on her forehead, shining brightly, covering her peerless face, floating behind her long skirt There is a row of phantoms of imperial soldiers, like guards, inseparable.
Han Ling stopped, looked at Han Huang from a distance, and said, "Second brother, don't be obsessed anymore, that existence is willing to let you understand the power of the seven supreme rules of detachment."
Han Huang didn't raise his eyes, and said, "Thank you for his kindness, I have to comprehend my supernatural powers first, the previous battles have taught me a lot, it's not obsession, fourth sister, don't worry."
Han Ling sighed softly: "The most evil mixed demon is indeed powerful. Even if I help you out of ten, it is not his opponent. The main reason is the difference in realm."
"But how long has it been since the birth of the most evil demon?"
"Its origin should not be that simple, even his father can only expel him."
"No matter where he comes from, he is stronger than us after all. This is a fact. We must work hard to surpass him!"
Han Huang said firmly, Han Ling could only sigh again.
The hall was silent, only the sound of running water in the pool echoed slightly.
Han Ling turned and left, leaving a sentence: "Second brother, your focus should be on Hongmeng, not others. If you are too obsessed with the strength of others, you will forget the most basic and important things, and try your best to make yourself better. Well, it's more important than doing everything you can to outdo everyone else."
Han Huang opened his eyes, looked at her back, and frowned.
He didn't refute, but fell into thought.
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Chaos, Nine Poles orthodoxy.
Zhao Shuangquan, Nine Genesis Gods, and Yu Yuan faced each other and meditated.
Seeing that Zhao Shuangquan's expression was ugly, Yu Yuan asked, "Taoist, what do you want to say?"
Zhao Shuangquan glanced at him, took a deep breath, and said, "Nine poles need to become stronger, and the current level is far from enough."
Zhao Shuangquan, who has awakened the memory of the Eighth Chaos, knows Yu Yuan's true identity. He is the inheritor of the will of the First Chaos. Sooner or later, he will be taken away by the First Chaos. Get far more treatment than before in the Good Fortune Imperial Court.
"The most lacking thing in the Jiuji Taoism is the top power. I think of an existence, but the head of the former gods. He is called the original ancestor god, and he has the strength not inferior to the most evil demon." The nine descendants of the gods smiled leisurely. road.
Zhao Shuangquan raised his eyebrows and said, "Where is he?"
"He was cursed by the Dark Lord, leaving only a wisp of will left in the blank domain. I will find a way to revive him. He used to be my right-hand man and will listen to me."
"Oh? You used to be so good?"
"Ahem, I used to be in charge of Chaos anyway."
"Then why did you end up in this situation?"
Both Zhao Shuangquan and Yu Yuan looked at the Nine Genesis Gods in confusion.
Nine descendants of the gods were embarrassed and did not answer.
Zhao Shuangquan narrowed his eyes and asked, "Who is it?"
Nine descendants of the gods said: "Shenwei... But this matter has passed, I was careless at the time."
Zhao Shuangquan didn't ask any more questions. After seeing the scene where Shenwei Tiansheng suppressed the evil and mixed demons, he knew that the defeat of the nine descendants of the gods was not wronged.
Yu Yuan didn't interrupt, he didn't know what he was thinking about.
"One person is not enough. What I want is the strength that can counter Shenwei. The more existences like the original ancestor gods, the better. When the great calamity comes, who can guarantee that Shenwei will not be robbed?"
Zhao Shuangquan said in a deep voice, he is used to preparing for the worst.
The nine-descendant gods had a bitter look on their faces.
Brat, do you really think that there are many original ancestor gods
If it weren't for the emergence of the mighty god, the original ancestor god would be considered an invincible existence in the chaos.
Nine descendants of the gods sighed inwardly.
What is the origin of that divine power and heavenly sage? He has risen so fast that he can't figure out the speed of his growth at all.
"What about the Dark Forbidden Lord? Couldn't he even curse the original ancestor god to death?" Yu Yuan asked.
The nine descendants of the gods gave him a blank look, and said: "The dark lord is so mysterious, even the power of the gods is cursed by him, do you want to subdue him?"
Yu Yuan said: "The Lord of Darkness does not dare to show up, so he must be afraid. If we join forces with him, maybe he will have more confidence."
"To put it lightly, how do you win over?"
"Nine poles orthodoxy can directly believe in the Dark Forbidden Lord, wait for the Dark Forbidden Lord to contact us, and take advantage of the opportunity to recruit followers of the Dark Forbidden Lord. As for the negative effects, we can fabricate his legend and beautify him. In this era, the real There are not many who hate the Lord of Darkness."
Zhao Shuangquan's eyes lit up at Yu Yuan's words.