Zhou Fan's departure did not cause much commotion. The disciples of the Yinmen spent most of their time practicing independently. Except for a few disciples, the others seldom walked around each other.
Han Jue continued to practice, sprinting to the mid-stage Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.
the other side.
In the thirty-third sky, on the edge of chaos, a majestic city stands in the darkness, surrounded by curling mist.
Chaos City.
There is a high tower in the city, and there is a palace on the top of the tower, where all the saints gather.
"Han Jue sent a Da Luo disciple here." Qiu Xilai said.
The other saints nodded.
The Antarctic Heavenly Venerable said in amazement: "The Yinmen sent out a big Luo casually. Li Daokong already has the strength to compete for the strongest in the fairy world. If this continues, the Yinmen will dominate sooner or later."
The leader of Tianjue said calmly: "Isn't it good to have a family alone? This way we can let go of our utilitarianism and practice with peace of mind. Just in time for the next calamity to support Yinmen, if Tiandao is in danger again in the future, Han Jue can also directly take action."
Fu Xitian and Emperor Xiao nodded.
The calamity of the Heavenly Demon caused their cultivation bases to plummet, and it took a long time to restore them.
Qiu Xilai smiled and said: "Perhaps this is also a good thing, at least we let go of our grudges, we can take care of that hidden door disciple, it is a gesture of goodwill, and the matter of the demon can also show that Han is definitely not the dark forbidden master. With such strength, we can completely wait for the Dao Heavenly Demon to kill us before making a move, and the Dao Heavenly Demon is no match for him at all."
The other four sages still feel deeply moved in retrospect.
Dao Tianmo was no match for Han Jue at all.
The leader of Tianjue's eyes flickered, and said: "In this case, it can only be Li Muyi."
Nanji Tianzun snorted and said, "That's right, he never asked the two of us when he used the Holy Ancestor of the Three Purities, what kind of Taoism and three religions are bullshit, and besides, if the way of heaven is gone, the biggest benefit is his Great Thousand World. The small way of heaven becomes the only way of heaven."
Speaking of Li Muyi, all the saints were a little upset.
Emperor Xiao said: "Don't mention Li Muyi, let's talk about Chaos City first. Since the demon was eradicated, there have been many space-time cracks in Chaos. I am worried that ominous evil spirits will take the opportunity to sneak in."
The leader of Tianjue shook his head and said: "Today, Saint An has a supernatural power to spy on ominous evil spirits, but he has already gone crazy."
Qiu Xilai frowned.
He always felt that there was an invisible big hand pushing all this behind.
When they needed something, they realized that they had already been calculated by the mysterious enemy.
One link after another!
Qiu Xilai has never been so powerless before, feeling that the enemy has set up traps waiting for him to jump down.
"We have to improve the strength of the fairy world, we can't just rely on us." Nanji Tianzun suddenly suggested.
Qiu Xilai squinted his eyes and said: "It's better to preach, the Dao will be calamity, and we can't keep it."
"Can!"
"OK!"
The saints should come down.
…
In the Taoist temple, Han Jue received four reminders of good feelings one after another, and all the saints who are still alive have become his friends.
This is in line with reality. The reason why a saint can become a saint is by no means a stupid person.
Han Jue didn't reject the hypocrisy of the saint either, it just so happened that he could practice with less trouble and feel at ease.
The existence of saints is still necessary. Although they fight openly and secretly, they can indeed maintain the order of the fairy world, and even defend the fairy world.
The years are silent.
Year after year passed.
Three hundred years later.
After Han Jue practiced, he began to observe Su Qi in the Hongmeng Realm.
Su Qi's physical body has been completely solidified, but he is still curled up in the aura of the demon god, absorbing the surrounding chaotic and primordial aura.
The Qi of Primal Chaos was born from the Primal Chaos Stone, and the Qi of Primordial Origin was born from Han Jue's Physique of Primordial Demon God.
Except for Su Qi, the Qi of other demon gods has not yet condensed into the physical body.
Su Qi is currently in a healthy state of development, and there should be no troubles again.
Han Jue looked at Shaking World.
He wanted to make Shaking Realm the first world in the Grandmist Realm, but with the oppression of the Primordial Qi, Shaking Realm was a bit unbearable.
Han Jue decided to release Shaking Realm and become a big world under the Immortal Realm.
After thinking about it, Han Jue directly took out Shaking World and suspended it in the palm of his hand.
He then jumped out of the fairyland and came under the fairyland.
Sweeping away the holy thought, there are more than five thousand small worlds under the fairy world.
Han Jue put down the Shaking Realm, and allowed a part of the Heavenly Dao merits from the Hongmeng Realm to be on the Shaking Realm, allowing it to merge with the Heavenly Dao luck.
Shake World began to grow rapidly.
Han Jue transmitted the matter to the White-clothed Buddha so that the White-clothed Buddha could get ready.
The white-clothed Buddha asked nervously, "Are we still a hidden door after that?"
"Forget it, Shaking Realm is the first place in the hidden door."
"good!"
Bai Yifo breathed a sigh of relief, and he wanted to hug Han Jue's thigh.
Another reason for releasing the Shaking Realm is that Han Jue wants to use the Shaking Realm to compete for luck.
At that time, the Celestial Clan will control the Immortal Realm, and the Shaking Realm will control the Mortal Realm. That day's Dao luck will be in Han Jue's hands, and the Dao of Heaven will not be able to count against him again.
After Shaking Realm fully merged with the merits of the Heavenly Dao, and luck returned to the Heavenly Dao, Han Jue returned to Baiyue Xianchuan.
He sent a voice transmission to the Sanqing Holy Ancestor, and let the Sanqing Holy Ancestor sneak into the Shaking Realm to protect the Shaking Realm. Anyway, this guy has nothing to do.
The Holy Patriarch of Sanqing immediately went to Shaking Realm.
After doing all this, Han Jue relaxed a lot.
He began to look forward to making a big splash in Shake the World.
I have to say that the layout feels a bit dark.
Is this why the saints never tire of it
Han Jue continued to practice.
…
Eight hundred years passed quickly.
Han Jue finally broke through!
Hunyuan Daluojin Wonderland middle stage!
Mana began to skyrocket!
While consolidating his cultivation, Han Jue called up the attribute panel to check:
[Name: Han Jue]
[Lifetime: 439143904, 9000, 9999, 9999, 9999, 9999]
[Race: Primordial Demon God (Boundless Emperor)]
[Cultivation level: Hunyuan Da Luojin Fairyland Middle Stage (Perfect Saint)]
[Cultivation method: Hongmeng Reincarnation Avenue (Avenue level), Zhou Tian Body Tempering Method]
[Avenue: Avenue of Life and Death, Avenue of Karma, Avenue of Extreme Source]
…
The life span has nearly quadrupled, which is not bad!
It took Han Jue seventy years to stabilize his cultivation.
His understanding of Jiyuan Avenue became deeper and deeper, and he even felt that he could use Jiyuan Avenue to create supernatural powers.
It took Han Juexian half a year to raise all his swordsmanship to the limit. Just as he was about to continue practicing Tai Yi Zi Zao, a loud and solemn voice resounded throughout the world:
"Our saints have decided to elect a new saint within ten thousand years. This saint needs to have great merit and great cultivation. Regardless of sect, regardless of race, all living beings can compete!"
Fu Xitian's voice.
To elect a new saint so soon
Han Jue didn't dare to be interested, no matter who became the new saint, he couldn't beat him!
etc!
Who is this majestic purple aura coming from
Han Jue checked the email, and as expected, he saw an email.
[Your enemy's fate, the saint encountered all the saints and cut off the luck of the heavens, and the body died and the dao disappeared]
The head portrait of the fateful saint has disappeared.