Top Level Air Fortune, Secretly Trained For Thousands of Years
Plague god
Demon God Hongmeng?
Han Jue did not change his expression, and asked, "I have a way to save you. Come to Baiyue Xianchuan."
There are no negative effects that cannot be eliminated by purification!
Fairy Ji asked curiously: "How much is your cultivation level now?"
"Enough to save your cultivation."
"If you save me, I'm afraid you'll offend all the saints."
"Stop talking nonsense, do you want to be saved?"
Han Jue was impatient and asked, "Why is this mother-in-law the mother-in-law?"
Ji Xian Shen curled his lips, feeling guilty in his heart, and it was truly no longer a feeling of the past.
He hurriedly said: "I think! Give me some time, I'll go to you after I deal with this matter!"
Han Jue nodded, instantly dispelling the dream.
Afterwards, Han Jue continued to entrust his dreams, this time entrusting the dream to Hunyuan Tianma.
There was no contact for 30,000 years, and although the level of liking did not decrease, Han Jue felt unstable. In order to survive, he hypnotized himself directly, and had a six-star favorite title for Han Jue, which was extremely absurd.
The dream soon came true.
But in the chaos, Han Jue saw that Hunyuan Tianma still had a physical body, but a handsome Buddha with a robe draped over his body, his right arm opened, his muscles clear, and his, and he exuded a sort of dominant aura with no anger and self-esteem.
When Hunyuan Tianma saw Han Jue, he was immediately on guard.The divine light of yin and yang guarding the birthday moon obscured Han Jue's face, making Hunyuan Tianma unable to recognize him.
"Nature's dream?"
Hunyuan Tianma frowned and thought that he wanted to break through the dream, but he could not do so.
The opponent's cultivation base far surpassed him!
Quasi-Saint!
Han Jue said, "Didn't you recognize me?"
As Hunyuan Tianma was moved by these words, he could not forget Han Jue's voice.
He asked cautiously: "Master?"
Han Jue said, "Congratulations on being a Buddha, but I don't know if your heart is with me or in Buddhism."
Hunyuan Tianma hurriedly said: "Of course, I am facing you. I have been waiting for an opportunity beyond the sky. I am a Buddhist Buddha now. What do you think?"
"I didn't order it, just came to see you."
"Thank you, Master for your concern."
Hunyuan Tianma was extremely nervous, and he could not forget the torment.
In his sleepy years, he often dreams of the past.
Han Jue asked, "Who is in charge of Buddhism now?"
Hunyuan Tianma replied: "Shenwei Buddha, he is already a quasi-wise cultivation base."
Shenwei Buddha...
This guy is alive!
Han Jue thought that when Buddhism was dissolved, Shenwei Buddhism had fallen, but he did not expect it.
It seemed that the dissolution of Buddhism was entirely self-directed and self-directed, and Qiu Xilai wanted to trick it into Buddhism.
Fortunately, I don't take it seriously!
If you leave before the sermon, I'm afraid you'll never come back.
Han Jue asked a few more questions, and Hunyuan Tianma answered honestly.
After a stick of incense, the dream had just ended.
Han Jue opened his eyes and frowned slightly.
Although Hunyuan Tianma's posture was very low and his likes did not decrease, he always felt unreliable.
"I wonder if Hunyuan Tianma is loyal to me?"
[It needs to reduce one billion years of life, whether to continue]
continuing on!
[While faithful, as long as you don't die, he doesn't have to worry about his life because of you]
Han Jue was silent.
An emotion management talent that was completely loyal to his heart!
I still cannot fully believe in the Hunyuan Heavenly Demon, perhaps when this servant will return.
Han Jue thought in silence, and then started practicing.
…
With the passage of time, the fairy world became more and more interesting, with thousands of ethnic groups, and the Qiyun sect walking between heaven and earth to preach, could be described as a hundred flowers in bloom.
The human race was weaker, because it was a race that survived the final disaster. Subject to the rules of heaven, humans have life and death, while other races are different. They had a long life span and almost all died in battle.
Eight hundred years later.
The god of plague appeared in the fairy world, wherever he went, the plague spread everywhere he went, causing grief everywhere.
For a time, the immortal world triggered a storm.
Baiyue Xianchuan was not affected at all.
In the bamboo forest, Han Ba and Han Ditian were drinking.
Han Dengtian smiled and said, "How is it? The wine made by my men isn't bad, is it?"
Han Ba slightly nodded, he looked extremely cold, and he was no longer the cowardly young man who had developed his spiritual realm.
The eight gourd spirits had a special status in Yinmen, and their status was even higher than that of second generation disciples, as they were all surnamed Han, or Han Jue had personally given them their names.
Their talent was also very good, the eight brothers were already gods, and Han Ba had the highest talent and had competed for the first gradient.
Han Ba asked, "Why are you looking for me? I still have to practice. I lost to Zhou Fan in the competition of the past 100 years. I'm not at peace."
Han Sengtian smiled and said: "That's it. I'd like to ask your brothers to accept the disciple. You do not need to preach like a master, but occasionally spread the magical power of battle. There is a creature under my hand, which was born with magical power in its eyes and can see through. In nine days, he saw more and more power in the immortal world, and various battles broke out sooner or later. We can't always rely on the protection of our master."
Hearing that, Han Ba frowned, he did not refuse, he really wanted to do his best for Han Jue.
These disciples had trained hard and had yet to pay Han Jue. In Li Xuan'ao's words, this kind of thing was impossible to do in the Sage Sect, and Han Jue was too merciful.
“Alright, I'll come back and discuss with my older brother.” Han Ba replied.
Han Dengtian suddenly opened his eyes and smiled.
at the same time.
Taoist Temple.
Han Jue suddenly opened his eyes, his eyebrows frowned, and he raised his eyes to look towards the sky.
The sky above Baiyue Xianchuan did not know when the strange dark clouds rolled up, there was no thunder, and it was silent.
Han Jue's eyes pierced through the clouds and saw a ten thousand feet tall figure hidden in the dark clouds.
He was wearing a terrifying black armor, a human-like figure, with eight arms and wings on his back, slightly shaking.His face was dark, but his eyes were extremely bright, hiding killing intent.
Quasi-Saint!
This person was observing Baiyue Xiachuan!
Han Jue used a mock experiment to test.
[Thousand Crazy Demons: Mid-Sacred Realm, demon lineage, chaotic demons, immeasurable emperors]
There is more than one title.
Han Jue instantly simulated the trial, with shock and no danger, and instantly killed him.
It's too crispy.
Now that he was facing the saint, he could crush the holy quasi with just one finger.
Han Jue was in no hurry to take action, he wanted to see what he wanted to do.
Among the clouds ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Thousands of Mad Devils suddenly frowned.
"Truely, it's not easy.Fortunately, I'm in no hurry to move."
Thousand Crazy Demon muttered to himself. Just now, he felt an extremely dangerous aura, which made him feel like he was facing the Demon Ancestor.
It seemed almost impossible to win over Baiyue Xianchuan.
Thousands of crazy demons turned around, preparing to retreat.
"Do you want to escape? Are you scared?"
A voice came to the ears of a thousand madmen, and a thousand madmen did not stop. Retreating, they replied: "I'm really scared. I'm afraid there's a saint in Baiyue Xianchuan. Although I don't know why a saint appeared in the immortal world, my instincts are not wrong."
The voice followed: "As long as you take action, I will impart my holy power to you. I only need you to break Baiyue Xianchuan's formation. Then heaven will drive out the saints inside. When he leaves the immortal world, all the saints Confront him, and once the matter is over, you will get a cosmic and purple aura."