After Han Jue finished observing the Hongmeng Realm, he teleported to the main ashram and began to observe the heavens and worlds of the Dao of Heaven.
Although he was going to open up the primordial realm, he did not intend to give up the way of heaven. .
In any case, in this life, all his footprints are in the Dao of Heaven, he is a nostalgic person, if he can keep the Dao of Heaven, he is willing to make a move.
Not just footprints, his old friends are all based on the way of heaven.
Unknowingly, Han Jue has assumed the responsibility of defending the way of heaven. He would have resisted it in the past, but now he enjoys it very much.
This is strength!
Han Jue found that he was looking at the sentient beings of heaven and earth as if he was looking at his own descendants, with an inexplicable kindness.
Not just the human race, but all the races of heaven.
There are all kinds of beings in the heavens, and the mountains and rivers in the world have their own styles. This is the vitality that other heavens and earths in the chaos cannot have.
The chaotic world has its shape, but it has no beauty.
The beauty of heaven and earth lies in the vitality of all living beings, in the unpredictable changes of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, and in the joy, anger, sorrow and joy of all living beings.
Han Jue suddenly wanted to travel to the fairy world again, to be precise, to travel to the mortal world, he wanted to be a mortal for a lifetime and experience all kinds of life.
But not for the time being, we have to kill the ancient gods first.
Several hours later, he returned to the third dojo and continued to practice.
It has been 1.4 million years since the last breakthrough. According to his estimation, there are at most 500,000 years before the breakthrough can be completed.
At that time, it will be the death of the ancient gods!
Han Jue has already begun to look forward to it.
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In the depths of the ancient wasteland, there was a vast lake. Countless figures floated on the surface of the lake, like corpses, but their bodies were intact. There were demons and demons.
The fog on the lake is majestic, like a foggy world, with turbidity in all directions.
At this moment, the ancestors of Tianxu and the ancient gods were hanging above the clouds, overlooking the countless figures on the lake below.
"God, the number of ancient desolate avatars has reached a million, and the number of dao demons has exceeded a hundred billion. When will we do it?" asked the ancestor of Tianxu.
The ancient desolate god replied: "It's not enough, we must have complete assurance. The way of heaven can survive several seemingly impossible catastrophes because the enemy is not prepared enough to level the way of heaven in one fell swoop."
The ancestor of Tianxu frowned.
He hesitated for a moment, and said: "Heavenly Dao is also preparing, the aptitude of Shenwei Tiansheng is unparalleled, and he has been retreating recently, I'm afraid..."
The prestige of Shenwei Tiansheng is too loud, and those achievements are enough to shock all the powers of Chaos.
The ancient deity said: "I know how powerful he is, that's why I have to cultivate Daomo. When I reach the Supreme Dao, my practice will become slow. No matter how outstanding his talent is, it is impossible for him to surpass the Supreme Dao within millions of years."
The ancestor of Tianxu thought about it, and felt that it made sense.
He turned his head to look at the figure of Millionaire Tianjiao on the lake, thoughtfully.
"The battle of Heaven and Dao is of great importance. Not only the gods of the Dao are watching, but also those supreme beings. If they win, they will surpass Chaos from now on. If they lose, they will never recover."
The ancient god said coldly.
The ancestor of Tianxu couldn't help being terrified when he thought of the mysterious existence that broke the ancient wasteland that day.
Chaos seems to have entered their eyes, but it also hides many unknown places and unknown existences.
The higher the cultivation level, the deeper the awe of chaos.
The ancestor of Tianxu shook his head and looked in the direction of Tiandao, an old figure appeared in his mind.
"Where are you now?"
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Time flies.
No matter how the chaotic situation changes, Han Jue in the Taoist temple remains indifferent, as if time and all things have lost their meaning to him.
He opened it three times, which means that three hundred thousand years have passed.
This is the third time. At this moment, three lines of prompts appeared in front of his eyes:
[You are nine million years old, and your life has taken another step forward, you have the following choices]
[One, go out immediately and open up the primordial realm in the chaos, you can get a fragment of the avenue, a piece of creation spirit stone, and a fragment of primordial realm]
[Second, low-key practice, stay away from right and wrong, you can get a fragment of the Great Dao, a piece of creation spirit stone, and a piece of grandmist]
Such an option is no accident, and it is estimated that only when the age is tens of millions will there be a big reward.
Han Jue silently chose the second option.
This time, he did not use the creation spirit stone to create the Chaos Demon God, because the Primordial Realm was already able to breed the Chaos Demon God by itself.
Save first, use later.
Han Jue continued to practice.
He is not far from a breakthrough.
From the later period of the Great Dao to the Supreme Consummation of the Dao, he was completely retreating and did not waste a day.
Han Jue has only one goal now.
Become stronger and conquer the ancient wasteland as soon as possible!
He hopes to go to the ancient wasteland in person before the gods of the ancient wasteland make a move.
the other side.
Boulevard breaks through the field.
Han Huang, Taoist priest in divine robe, and the five great divine punishments gathered here.
In these hundreds of thousands of years, the remaining three major divine punishments have also attained the realm of Dao.
After listening to everyone's words, Han Huang was furious, and cursed: "What kind of head of the gods, I think he was frightened by the ancient gods!"
"If my father didn't let me go out, I really want to conquer the ancient wasteland!"
Han Tuo shook his head and said, "Although you are a great saint, you are still far from defeating the ancient deities."
The Taoist priest in Shenpao nodded and said: "That's right, not to mention the ancient deities, it is the ancestor of Tianxu, who surpassed the existence of Dao Saints. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, he easily suppressed the joint efforts of dozens of Dao Saints with his own power , and there are many dao demons in the ancient wasteland who are comparable to the existence of Dao sages."
Han Huang frowned, looking unhappy.
Yi Tian cursed and said: "It's okay, there is still time, there has been no movement in the ancient wasteland, probably because I was afraid of my godfather."
After so many years, Guhuang has never conquered the heavens, but instead calmed the chaos, and the younger generations didn't know about it, and the chaos fell into peace again.
The Five Great Gods of Punishment have been staying in the Daoist Temple of the God-robed Taoist, and have never returned to return to their orders, and the Supreme God of Punishment has not transferred them again. Their relationship has been severed, but no new Five Great Gods of Punishment have appeared.
A divine punishment called Red Punishment said: "I guess, the ancient gods are still creating dao demons. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the number of dao demons in the ancient wilderness has reached incalculable numbers, and the ancient gods are still creating. It’s because I’m afraid of repeating the fiasco of the Ten Thousand Divine Generals.”
Han Huang frowned and said, "So why are you looking for me? I said I was going to conquer the ancient wasteland, and you look down on me, so why tell me so much, you want me to comfort you?"
Once the relationship is familiar, Han Huang will not be polite, and he will speak out directly when he is upset.
He thinks he is strong enough.
He is already two million years old, he practices hard every day, and never slacks off. Even if he is not as good as his father, he feels that there are few people in the chaos who are his opponents, but he has no chance to show it.
Yi Tian smiled and scolded: "You are quite aggressive, you seem to want to come out and show your skills?"
Han Huang snorted.
Han Tuo said: "We are looking for you because we want you to tell the disciples of the hidden sect, and then pass it on to the saints of the heavenly way, so that the saints of the heavenly way are on guard against the Sanqing holy world, which may become the enemy of the heavenly way."