Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Wuxia -> Top-level luck has been quietly cultivated for thousands of years

Chapter 500 Immortal and Immortal, War Saints

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    After thinking about it, Han Jue decided to calculate in advance who was planning.

    [Need to deduct four billion years of life, whether to continue]

    continue!

    ¡¾Antarctic Tianzun¡¿

    Han Jue was not surprised, no matter who it was, he was not shocked.

    Nanji Tianzun is the leader of Chanjiao, and Han Jue retaliated against him, so he can target Chanjiao, so that it is not easy to reveal his identity.

    It is related to the primordial purple energy, it cannot be planned by the whole teaching, it must be arranged by the sage himself.

    Han Jue put this matter aside first, and will deal with it later.

    Even if all the creatures in the fairy world come to attack Baiyue Xianchuan, it is impossible to break through the formation.

    All saints are ants!

    What's more, the saint's deity can't get in!

    Han Jue started to practice Taiyizizai Dharma, and made another breakthrough. I don't know how many demon gods he can cultivate this time.

    Thirty years later.

    Han Jue practiced the Demon God, Rainbow Light Demon God, Empty Demon God, Curse Light Demon God, Stone Demon God, Space Ripper Demon God, Time Demon God, Shuttle Demon God, Mysterious Desire Demon God, Fear Demon God, Menglang Demon God, Blade-Shaped Demon God, Hidden Demon God  , Demon God of Qi, Demon God of Heart.

    A total of fifteen demon gods!

    Accumulated forty-nine demon gods!

    Han Jue's strength soared, and he began to conduct simulated trials.

    As before, instant kill under the saint!

    The only change is that Han Jue can resist the saint!

    He challenged Fu Xitian, forty-nine demons and gods fought together, and he fought Fu Xitian to a tie.

    The forty-nine demons and gods each represent a rule, to be precise, a weakened version of the Dao, and they are all played together to destroy the world.

    But it's just a tie!

    Han Jue was very annoyed.

    Can't this kill the Heavenly Dao Saint?

    Then how will he leapfrog to kill the enemy in the future?

    Han Absolutely was very dissatisfied with his combat effectiveness.

    He began to frantically target Fu Xitian, fighting constantly.

    In the past ten years, Han Jue still failed to kill Fu Xitian. It has to be said that the sage of heaven is indeed the best.

    "If you want to kill a saint, you may have to cut off the luck of heaven."

    Han Jue muttered to himself, his eyes flickering.

    During the battle, he killed Fu Xitian many times, but this guy was resurrected soon, as if he couldn't be killed.

    Facing an existence that couldn't be killed at all, Rao Han Jue's mentality almost collapsed.

    "If I really face the saint in the future, he may be killed by blowing up, and then I will be hurt again."

    Han Jue thought of a scene and felt horrified.

    Fortunately, there was a simulated trial, otherwise he would have capsized in the gutter.

    After Han Jue decided to testify, he had to fight every saint for a hundred years to find the easiest way to kill the enemy and kill him with one blow!

    Han Jue got up and walked out of the Taoist temple while exercising his muscles and bones.

    "All disciples are ready to listen!"

    Han Jue's voice resounded through Baiyue Xianchuan.

    All the disciples got excited and flocked to the place where they heard the sermon.

    Even Li Daokong and Li Xuan'ao rushed there immediately, apparently they had been waiting for a long time

    Outside Baiyue Xianchuan, there are gatherings of living beings, and as far as the eye can see, there are countless.

    A huge bird hovered high in the sky. The black feathers on its body were as shiny as molten iron. Its wingspan was hundreds of feet, shaped like a goshawk, and it had three cat-like tails.

    "There are so many immortals inside!"

    The three-tailed giant eagle shouted excitedly, and the sound spread in all directions.

    There are so many immortal gods in Baiyue Xianchuan, so the legend about the majestic purple energy is likely to be true.

    "Fairy God?"

    "Hiss¡ªwhy so many?"

    "Transformation is indeed a fairy god."

    "The hidden door really exists!"

    "What are they doing?"

    "I can't feel their breath, it seems that there is a powerful formation to isolate them."

    The creatures are talking about it, there is no shortage of transformed Taoists, and all living beings are in various forms.

    There are so many gods in the hidden door, how to break in?

    At this time.

    The earth shook and the mountains shook, and a terrifying giant with a height of ten thousand feet rushed from the end of the horizon, unstoppable.

    This giant is bare-chested, and his muscles seem to be condensed from huge and hard rocks, which is very visually impactful.

    With disheveled hair, he slammed into Baiyue Xianchuan's formation unstoppably, causing thousands of souls to fly into the terrifying storm, screaming endlesslyEar.

    "It's the ancient god of the Xiantian Rock Clan!"

    Someone exclaimed, the tone was full of excitement, as if seeing the breakdown of the Baiyue Xianchuan formation.

    The ancient god of the Yan tribe frowned, he couldn't break through the formation.

    He continued to do his best and refused to give up.

    However, no matter how he rams, it will not help.

    In Baiyue Xianchuan, Han Jue sat in meditation on the top of the mountain and preached. Hearing the roar in the distance, he couldn't help frowning.

    Not only him, but also the disciples who listened to the sermon showed signs of upset.

    Han Jue raised his right hand, and the disciples who were all paying attention to him couldn't help but look at his right hand.

    Huh¡ª¡ª

    A sword energy suddenly shot out from Han Jue's right index finger, and in an instant, it shot away from a long distance, blasting the head of the ancient god of the Yan tribe, and the broken stones splashed to all sides of the world.

    Wow!

    All creatures were frightened.

    "Don't be afraid! The ancient gods of the Yan tribe cannot be killed!"

    Some creatures shouted, wanting to stabilize the morale of the army.

    I saw the ancient god of the Yan tribe disintegrating rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the huge body collapsed directly.

    Han Jue continued to preach.

    A mere god, also wants to bear the mana of his quasi-sage?

    Immortal body, only relative!

    Compared with the immortality of the saint, what are the ancient gods of the Yan clan?

    The ancient god of the Yan clan was destroyed, and all the surrounding creatures fell into silence. No one dared to rush into Baiyue Xianchuan again.

    Han Jue could finally preach with peace of mind.

    The preaching lasted fifty years.

    Fifty years later, when Han Jue was about to get up, Li Daokong asked through voice transmission: "Master, do you need me to go out and solve it?"

    Han Jue thought for a while, and said: "Yes, you can take care of yourself and don't go far, otherwise you will be discovered by the saint."

    Li Daokong nodded and flew out. Han Jue opened a hole in the dojo and let Li Daokong go out.

    Han Jue got up and walked towards the Taoist temple.

    Along the way, he heard the sound of fighting and crying.

    Da Luo, in this period, is definitely an invincible existence that dominates one side.

    The sound of fighting will also wake up the disciples who are still enlightened

    The thirteenth heaven, the first palace of the Celestial Clan.

    Ji Xianshen flicked his sleeves and shouted angrily: "What do you mean? The Buddhist sect wants to start a war against the Celestial Clan?"

    The Tian Clan people in the hall looked at each other, and no one answered first.

    When Ji Xianshen saw their expressions, he became very angry!

    The seemingly brilliant Celestial Clan is actually not stable at all. He, the Celestial Ancestor, is completely excluded, and almost all the powerful Celestial Clan have their own camps.

    There are even Buddhist monks he hates now!

    The god will stand up and say: "I would like to go and teach Buddhism!"

    Ji Xianshen softened his anger, and said: "This matter has to be discussed again. The Buddhist sect is openly provoking the prestige of the Celestial Clan. What is behind this is worth investigating."

    "By the way, you've all heard the rumors of the Primordial Purple Qi. Nowadays, various luck sects are spreading rumors about the Primordial Purple Qi. I don't believe it. There are so many opportunities to prove the Tao, and one saint has just fallen."

    "What do you think of the Demon Race?"

    Demons!

    All the Celestial Clan members in the hall were moved, and the atmosphere became serious.

    ? Like top-level luck, practice quietly for a thousand years, please collect it: top-level luck, practice quietly for a thousand years, the update speed is the fastest.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report