
The god-robed daoist looked at the Qing-robed Taoist priest, narrowed his eyes and asked: "You said you can kill me?"
Qingpao Tao nodded, but he still bowed to worship the Taoist priest, his posture and words were very different.
The god-robed daoist suddenly felt a sense of horror and crisis, and was even more terrified than when he faced Han Jue before.
The god-robed daoist asked in a deep voice, "Where are you from?"
He had lived for countless years, but he had never seen these people in the palace.
"The chaos is infinite, even the gods don't always understand the whole mess."
Daoist Qingpao whispered softly, and she raised her eyes to look at Daoist Shenpao, her eyes calm.
The god-robed Daoists had to face them.
“Why do you want to kill the gods and gods?” ask the Taoist priest.
Daoist Qingpao said: "Because of his prestige, this area is chaotic, and it is difficult to find a prestige greater than him. Only he can be sure that he's in heaven."
The Taoist priest frowned and asked, "Only for fame?"
Daoist Qingpao said: "Yes, I have been training since the fall of Pangu, only to one day become famous and chaotic. I also asked the gods to give me a face. We received your orders to kill the gods and the gods to gain prestige. You must take revenge and hate."
Dozens of figures behind him raised their heads and looked at the Taoist priests in the robes of the gods.
For some reason, the Taoist priest was panicking.
He understood that if he refused, he would not be good.
But he was loyal to Han Jue, how could he hurt Han Jue?
"It's impossible to achieve this, you can wait and go."
The god-robed daoist said indifferently, his robe slightly agitated.
Daoist Qingpao showed a helpless look, then stood up and said: "Since the gods are unwilling, then I can only kill the gods to show their fame."
The god-robed daoist smiled and said: "This is really arrogant, show me your treasure for me to see!"
Daoist Qingpao nodded, and the dozens of figures behind him stood up.
…
Time pass.
Fifty thousand years have passed.
Han Jue opened his eyes, his expression filled with satisfaction.
Now that he had gotten used to retreating for 50,000 years, only in this way could he feel the growth of his cultivation.
Han Jue clicked on the email to check.
[Your friend Jiang Jieshi realized the true meaning of luck and created magical powers to kill and destroy]
[Your son, Han Tuo, got lucky from God]
[Yitian's friend gained spiritual fortune]
[Your disciple Dao Zhizun was attacked by an ancient monster] x8021643
[Your disciple Zhao Xuanyuan.].
…
[Your friend Dijiang was attacked by your friend Yuan Shi Tianzun]
…
[Your disciple Sun Chu and the world have stepped into the source world]
[Your friend, the mysterious robed Taoist priest, suffered a mysterious and powerful attack and was severely injured]
…
Recently, the friendship circle became turbulent again, and I looked at Han Jue happily.
What did Han Tuo and Yitian mean to obtain spiritual luck?
Could these two little men step into Shinto?
That work?
When Han Jue thought of his son becoming a Taoist God, he felt awkward for some reason.
He did not intervene, and his children and grandchildren had their own lives.
After Han Jue finished reading the emails, he was ready to resume training.
At this moment, the sage Xuandu gave him a message and asked him to go to the Qiankun Hall.
Han Jue got up and came to the Qiankun Hall.The seekers in the hall had dispersed, leaving only His Highness Xuantu.
Xuan Du Shengzun did not teach the other saints, but was alone with Han Jue.
“Something happens to Tao in the robes of god.” Xuantou Shengzun whispered softly. After speaking, he saw Han Jue's expression.
Han Jue asked, "Creally?"
His Eminence Xuandu said: "The cloaked Taoist was attacked by a mysterious force named Qingxiao Taoist and almost fell."
Tao Qingxiao's?
Xuandu Shengzun shook his head and said: "I've never heard of it. I had asked the teacher, but I had no idea that the chaos changed unexpectedly. Heaven must be careful. Heaven seems powerful, but it can be placed in chaos and too small."
Han Jue said, "Why are you telling me this?"
His Majesty Xuandu was stunned, not knowing how to answer him.
He noticed that Han Jue's expression was very attractive, with a smile.
In an instant, His Eminence Xuandu felt an unprecedented pressure, which made him panic.
He forced a smile and said: "After all, the Taoist gods have sought many benefits for the Dao of Heaven. If something were to happen to him, it might be a disaster for the Dao of Heaven. We don't know what happened to him. The purpose of the Dao of Qingxiao is."
"Yes?"
"Good."
His Majesty Xuandu pretended to be calm.
Han Jue said: "I know, I will deal with it, is there anything else?"
Will handle!
These three words made His Eminence Xuandu sigh in relief.
Sure enough, his guess was correct, that god-robed Daoist already belonged to Han Jue.
Maybe even the god-robed Daoist had always been Han Jue's person?
Then why would Han Jue let the god-robed Daoist attack Tiandao?
Could it...
Can't think so!
Xuandu Shengzun said: "Han Tuo and Yitian won the two god seats."
Han Ju nodded.
His Majesty Xuandu no longer spoke.
Han Jue got up and left.
When Han Jue disappeared, His Majesty Xuandu sighed.
"There will absolutely be no temptation in the future, but what he said just now can be considered a good impression. No matter what his ambitions were, the path of heaven was indeed getting stronger, this was a good thing."
His Majesty Xuandu thought to himself.
He felt that Han Jue was not greedy for heaven, and Han Jue's layout was truly too great His disciples had made a name for themselves in Chaos and formed their own strength.
The Heavenly Dao might just be Han Jue's shield, read the Law www.uukanshu.com used to cover Han Jue's true ambitions.
"Rightly enough, no one who could cultivate to this level was good, and no one really had no calculations."
His Majesty Xuandu sighed with emotion.
…
Returning to the Taoist temple, Han Jue entrusted the dream to the God-robed Daoist.
In the dream, the Taoist priest opened his eyes, and when he saw Han Jue, he knelt down and bowed.
“Let's talk about, why were you attacked?” Han Jue asked.
The Taoist priest did not hide it, and told the story of Tao Qingxiao finding himself.
Han Jue frowned, he did not expect that the Taoist God in Qingxiao came to him, and the Taoist in the God Cloak was injured to protect him.
"The Treasure of the Taoist God Qingxiao was indeed powerful. It could hold my Taoist temple and leave me without the strength to resist. Maybe he was worried about the identity of the Taoist God, so he didn't kill me, otherwise I would die very quickly. ."
The god-robed daoist said in a deep voice, he still had fear left when he talked about it.
Han Jue asked, "What is the other party's cultivation base, outside of the great saint?"
The god-robed daoist said in embarrassment: "I don't know. Before I felt his magic power, I was dropped by his treasure."
Han Jue said: "OK, good students practice, next time you face this kind of thing, you can entrust your dreams to me first, you don't have to force it."
"great!"
When the voice of the God-robed Daoist fell, the dream was shattered.
Han Jue opened his eyes, not disappointing the indifferent expression just now, instead he smiled excitedly.
Nice work!
I just broke through!
Although the simulation trial could vent the will to fight, it was not true.
Han Jue asked in his heart: "Can I kill Taoist God Qingxiao in a split second?"
[It needs to reduce 300 billion years of life, whether to continue]
Han Ju hesitated.
Three hundred billion years, that is, the sacred value of Yu Jian before.
Dare to kill him even at this level?
What do you think!