After adjusting his mentality, Han Jue began to conduct a simulated trial.
The challenge object is naturally Li Daokong.
The Li Daokong who simulated the trial before was the Li Daokong in front of the Tai Chi Hall, far less powerful than he is now.
After a stick of incense, Han Jue opened his eyes.
He said with emotion: "What a Li Daokong, I would like to call you the number one person in Daluo!"
This guy is really strong, in addition to the terrible swordsmanship, he also has the protection of the treasure.
If it weren't for Han Jue's three demon gods, he really wouldn't be able to kill him.
Not only is Li Daokong difficult to fight, but he can also injure Han Jue during the battle, which is different from his previous crushing battles.
Today's Han Jue, under the quasi-sage, is hard to find an opponent.
Even a quasi-sage can fight against him once or twice.
Quasi-sage, in the final analysis, is not a saint, it's just a word that makes a huge difference.
Han Jue continued to conduct simulated trials, trying to find a way to instantly kill Li Daokong.
Depending on the fighting style, the required time will naturally be different.
Anyone has flaws, no matter how high or low they are.
After a few days.
Han Jue still couldn't find a way to instantly kill Li Daokong, and it took three minutes at the shortest.
Han Jue showed his fighting spirit and aimed to kill Li Daokong in seconds.
The speed at which Li Daokong becomes stronger can be seen with the naked eye. While Han Jue is becoming stronger, he is also becoming stronger, and it can even be said to become stronger rapidly.
Han Jue no longer simulated the trial, but took out the piece of jade that Fang Liang gave him.
"Could it be the fragments of the good luck jade plate of Taoist ancestor?"
Han Jue thought expectantly that this was a return gift from Taoist Supreme for asking for help before.
His divine sense penetrated into the jade piece, and he felt a strong restriction blocking him
He tried his best to attack, but still couldn't break through.
No wonder the Dao Supreme gave it to him, but it turned out to be unusable.
Han Jue had to use the evolution function to calculate.
[Three billion years of life need to be deducted, whether to continue]
Three billion years
This has caught up with the worth of the Heavenly Dao Saint, that's amazing!
Must count!
The words in front of Han Jue changed, and an introduction appeared.
[Shenyu of Guixu: The treasure of the incomplete Dao. It is said that the God Realm of Guixu is the evolution of Dao. In order to control the God Realm of Guixu, the Dao ancestor banned the Dao with the way of heaven. You can freely travel to the Godland of Returning to Ruins, without being affected by innate restrictions. Collecting seven pieces of Divine Returning to Ruins Jade can awaken the Dao and control the Divine Realm of Returning to Ruins]
Um
Isn't this a key
Currently useless
Han Jue was a little disappointed, so he could only put down the Shenyu of Returning to the Ruins.
He had heard about the God Realm of Returning Ruins many times, but he was not very interested.
To put it bluntly, it is another fairy world.
The threshold is extremely high, and it must be more dangerous.
If Han Jue cultivated to become a saint and become invincible in the fairy world, then he would definitely stay in the fairy world and never go to the stronger Guixu God Realm.
After finally reaching the full level in a map, and not enjoying it, you go to a higher-level map, isn't that looking for abuse
Every time Han Jue watched fantasy before, he kept jumping on the map, which made him tired.
There are so many unavoidable things in life, don't cause trouble, stop if you want to stop.
Han Jue was thinking wildly while practicing.
When you get older, it is easy to think of some trivial things in your previous life.
Maybe it's because he has little experience in this life, it's boring, and it's not as exciting as a mortal's life.
But he has no regrets, and is even grateful for every step he took.
Nothing is more important than being alive!
…
Lingxiao Palace.
Immortals and gods gathered, and the atmosphere was serious.
Fang Liang sat with a blank expression on his face, looking at everyone in the hall.
The god will break the silence, and said: "Fuxi's dharma is a quasi-sage, if you want to deal with him, you must ask the help of a saint, or ask the deputy leaders of various sects to take action."
Immortals spoke one after another.
"Fu Xitian is in vain for being a saint, and he actually took action himself!"
"Damn it, he is the face of a saint, and ordinary quasi-sages are no match for him!"
"It's really too much."
"Isn't Heaven supported by saints?"
"If you want to get rid of the human race, you must suppress Fu Xitian!"
Listening to the words of the gods, Fang Liang didn't answer.
He looked at Li Daokong.
Li Daokong said calmly: "Junior Brother, you go to Renjiao to invite seniors to help out."
Li Xuan'ao frowned, dissatisfied in his heart, but turned around and left obediently.
In a large audience, Li Daokong always shouted at him, it was too embarrassing.
Why don't you please
After Li Xuan'ao left, the immortals relaxed.
Since someone taught them how to shoot, they don't have to die.
"The front line must not attack any more, and wait for the arrival of the teacher!" Fang Liang said, then waved his sleeves.
The immortals saluted one after another and retreated one after another.
Soon, only Fang Liang and Li Daokong were left in the hall.
Fang Liang looked at Li Daokong with puzzled eyes.
Li Daokong asked: "Where is your master? How did you invite him?"
Fang Liang was silent.
Li Daokong continued: "I don't have any malice, I just want to compete with him. I have a good impression of him. To be honest, it's rare for me to be so interested in people. Wouldn't it be great if I could become a bosom friend?"
Fang Liang cursed secretly, what a beautiful ass!
Think I want to climb your people to teach
Fang Liang smiled helplessly: "I really don't know. I use a kind of supernatural power. I can only summon the master, but I can't perceive the master. Whether the master comes or not, I can't influence his will."
Li Daokong frowned.
He couldn't forget Han Jue's sword.
Very casual, but full of oppression!
In the way of swordsmanship, apart from saints, it is rare for Li Daokong to meet such an opponent.
He was very excited, because Han Jue wanted to study the way of sword again.
Fang Liang said: "After the calamity is over, visit my master. You should understand that my master is avoiding calamity, so he dare not contact you."
Li Daokong could only give up, turned around and left with his hands raised.
After he left, Fang Liang's eyes were full of confusion.
"What kind of existence is the master? At the beginning, I wanted to give him a chance, but was hindered by the avenue of fate. Could it be that he has been able to control his past and future?"
Fang Liang thought silently.
After passing through the ancient times several times, he changed a lot of great powers, and even influenced saints, but he couldn't affect Han Jue. What does this mean
Han Jue is at least a saint, if not stronger.
Fang Liang couldn't help questioning his Dao heart, was it really necessary for him to make such a breakthrough
Would it be better to follow Han Jue
One must know that if Han Jue hadn't changed his fate against the sky for him, how could he become the son of heaven and earth, and even be favored by saints
The more Fang Liang thought about it, the more confused he became.
He thought of Murong Qi, and he didn't know who would be stronger next time he met Murong Qi
…
Thirty years have passed in Han Jue's practice.
this day.
[Li Mu has always dreamed of you, do you accept it]
again
Han Jue directly chose to ignore it.
[Li Mu has always dreamed of you, do you accept it]
Next, this prompt popped up crazily, one every minute.
Han Jue is convinced, is this old boy playing dumb
But then again, just accepting the dream, will the dojo be exposed
Han Jue decided to evolve.
[Three billion years of life need to be deducted, whether to continue]
continue!
[The dojo is located in a dark restricted area, and the saint cannot lock it, even if there is a connection with the supernatural power of the dream]