After dismissing Li Daokong, Han Jue asked secretly: "Does the sage want to enter the fairyland and kill me?"
[Need to deduct four billion years of life, whether to continue]
continue!
[yes]
Han Jue frowned, really caught by Li Daokong.
He took out the doom book and decided to make trouble for the saint.
You can't directly curse Li Muyi or the sage of teaching, you have to find a way to drive away the wolf.
Have!
Han Jue decided to curse Qiu Xilai, and he didn't use much force, just a little scaring would do.
On the surface, he and Qiu Xilai still have a friendly relationship, and Qiu Xilai will not suspect him, but only other saints.
Li Muyi and other saints would not suspect Han Jue, they were thinking of dealing with Han Jue, and it didn't make sense for Han Jue to provoke other saints at this time.
Just like that, Han Jue began to curse Qiu Xilai.
After five days, his lifespan began to decline.
Just cursing for five days, too much scraping, meaningless.
At least the other party must be cursed to be upset, and the lifespan consumption should be between one trillion and ten trillion years.
Han Jue felt that it would take him three trillion years.
…
Thirty-three floors beyond the sky, the Western Hall.
Qiu Xilai frowned.
He was once again being targeted by the Dark Lord!
This time, he clearly felt that the curse of the Dark Lord was much stronger than before.
He couldn't help but feel palpitations when he thought of the tragic situation of the fateful sage.
"Who the hell?"
Qiu Xilai's eyes flickered, the Lord of Darkness must be one of the saints of heaven, this is already a recognized fact in the circle of saints, apart from them, there is only ancestor Xitian left, and ancestor Xitian cannot do such a thing.
Qiu Xilai began to recall the recent period, and felt that Li Muyi was the most likely.
Before Li Muyi asked him to control Han Jue, but he refused.
It's just that the cause and effect are too obvious. If he were Li Muyi, he would definitely not curse himself directly.
Li Muyi is notoriously scheming at the saint level.
It wasn't Li Muyi, that might have been instigated by Li Muyi.
Qiu Xilai has always doubted the three religions of Taoism, and Taoism is orthodox. If he wants to get rid of the saint, he can only use cursing.
Could it be the leader of Tianjue
wrong!
Antarctic God!
This guy hates him the most.
It's also possible that the sage of today's An is elusive and invisible.
Qiu Xilai was even more afraid of Saint Jin'an, because he didn't know the weakness of Saint Jin'an. Although Li Muyi was strong, he cared too much about face, so he was easy to target.
The power of the curse was still strengthening, and Qiu Xilai became more and more annoyed as he thought about it, and his hostility increased.
…
After consuming three trillion years of lifespan, Han Jue put down the book of bad luck, contented.
After thinking about it, he began to curse Emperor Xiao again.
Except for the three religions of Taoism, curse them all, so that the disaster can be brought to the east, and they all doubt the Taoism.
He spent another three trillion years.
Now it's stable.
Han Jue thought silently, and then put away the bad luck book.
After everything was arranged properly, Han couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
very nice.
I hope you will fight quickly!
Han Jue smiled and continued to practice.
Both Qiu Xilai and Emperor Xiao are not good enemies, and they will definitely find trouble with other saints. Together, they will soon doubt the saints of the three religions.
Time continued to pass.
Year after year passed.
There are breakthroughs in Yinmen every year, and the number of registered disciples has exceeded one million, and it is still increasing rapidly.
It has to be said that these registered disciples have a strong reproductive ability and are about to catch up with the human race. Han Chuetian realized this problem and hurriedly stopped it.
Three hundred years later.
A man of the hour came out of the Hidden Gate, the Armed Ape!
He has risen too fast in the century-old competition. After all, he is already Li Xuan'ao's disciple and is qualified to participate in the simulated trial. His performance has also been recognized by other disciples. In the eyes of the disciples, he is like a rising star, and most of the registered disciples admire him very much.
Han Jue knew about this, and it was assumed that Li Xuan'ao was behind it to create momentum for the arm-armed ape, but he didn't take it to heart.
The more powerful the arm-armed monkey, the stronger the hidden door will be, and it can't always be just a few people.
Han Jue even supported such behavior, hoping that the second-generation disciples could cultivate admirable disciples.
this day.
Han Jue was about to get up and go out to preach, when he suddenly caught a breath attacking Baiyue Xianchuan.
Very strong!
Stronger than the quasi-sages he met!
He looked intently, and saw a huge Taoist silhouette rising from the sky. Looking carefully, it was not rising, but the other party was approaching rapidly.
In front of this Taoist, everything in the world appears dwarfed, and he is at least a million feet tall, or even more than that.
He has white hair, wears a blue Taoist robe, and has sharp eyes, as if he can see through everything in the world. His gaze has already fallen on Baiyue Xianchuan. When Han Jue looked over, he felt that the other party was looking at him.
Han Jue immediately tested it with a simulated trial.
[Sacred Ancestor of Sanqing: Quasi-Holy Realm is complete, Immortal Realm is the strongest]
boom!
The holy patriarch of the Sanqing slapped the sky above Baiyue Xianchuan, the space was distorted, forming a transparent groove visible to the naked eye, the picture was shocking, like a sky collapse.
The shaking of the earth caused all the disciples to go out, and they looked up one after another, and saw the Holy Patriarch of Sanqing overlooking Baiyue Xianchuan, they were all dumbfounded and couldn't believe it.
"Who is this?"
"I haven't seen it! Could it be a saint?"
"Saint? Could it be the leader of Tianjue?"
"what to do?"
"Don't panic, the formation hasn't been broken yet!"
The disciples exclaimed again and again, and panic began to spread.
The Holy Ancestor of the Sanqing waved his palm again and hit Baiyue Xianchuan, but was still isolated by the dojo formation and did not cause substantial damage to the dojo.
This time, Sanqing Shengzu frowned.
"what happened?"
The Holy Ancestor of Sanqing was surprised, he used all his strength, why couldn't he break through the formation
He took out a golden ruler from his sleeve and struck down one foot at a time, as if a long golden river descended from the sky and was blocked in the sky.
Han Jue walked out of the ashram, and the divine light from the yin and yang guardian birthday and moon covered his body.
The Holy Patriarch of Sanqing saw Han Jue at a glance.
His instinct told him that this person was dangerous.
Han Jue directly condensed the appearance of the Tiangang Demon God, and quickly rose to the heights, as great as the Sanqing ancestors.
Without saying a word, Tiangang Demon God punched out with a terrifying aura that suffocated everyone in the dojo.
"coming!"
Li Daokong's eyes lit up, and he stared at Tiangang Demon God with burning eyes.
He was often beaten by the Tiangang Demon God in the simulated trials, and he couldn't forget this terrifying statue.
At the feet of the Holy Patriarch of the Three Purities and the Demon God of Tiangang, all living beings are as insignificant as gravel.
boom!
The wind of Tiangang Demon God's fist collided with the Holy Ancestor of the Sanqing, and directly knocked the Ancestor of the Sanqing back, and the golden ruler in his hand trembled violently.
The Holy Patriarch of Sanqing showed a look of horror.
What a domineering force!
The ancestor witches of the past were nothing like this!
The Tiangang Demon God continued to punch, and the Demon God's magic form flew out of the dojo, leaped, and punched the Sanqing Patriarch while falling. The terrifying strong wind directly crushed the ground and broke the mountains and rivers.
The Holy Patriarch of the Sanqing raised his ruler to strike, and nine golden lotuses appeared behind him, dazzling and dazzling, just like the ancient gods who created the world, making people addicted and worshipped.