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Chapter 890 Chaos Variables

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    It was the first time for Han Jue to see clearly what his son would look like when he grew up. He really looked like him, more handsome than Han Tuo, but also a bit more evil.

    This kid is very murderous!

    Han Jue turned his head to look, and behind him, a burly figure came with a strong light behind his back.

    He looked carefully, his expression became strange.

    The person who came was the Supreme Punishment God.

    There are figures appearing behind Zhi Punishment God Venerable, among them are the five Great Punishment Gods, and there are dozens of Dao Gods.

    They walked past Han Jue, all staring at Qianzhang in front of him.

    Han Jue noticed that the spirits of the Great Dao were very nervous and their bodies were trembling uncontrollably. Han Tuo clenched his fists and his face was pale, as if he was suffering in his heart.

    "Hongmeng Demon God, you died here today, before you die, do you have anything to say?"

    Zhi Punishment Venerable asked blankly, the sky above the entire palace was covered by dark clouds, and thunder rumbled.  .

    The figure of Qianzhang stared at the gods of the Great Dao in front of him, and said with a contemptuous smile: "My good brother, do you want to kill me too?"

    Hearing this, Han Tuo's face became even uglier.

    Yi Tian scolded: "You brat has done a lot of evil, your brother can tell right from wrong, so he won't help you. Instead of blaming him, you might as well blame yourself for those heinous deeds!"

    "Ha ha ha ha¡ª¡ª"

    Qianzhang's figure laughed out loud, with a ferocious smile on his face.

    "Who decides the heinous deeds? Wait a minute?"

    "I slaughtered a chaotic domain, but that domain is only a place where practitioners gather, and those practitioners all have karma. Besides, have you killed any creatures by mistake? Have you killed less?"

    Facing his inquiry, the avenue gods were silent.

    The God of Punishment said indifferently: "Once the rules are set, the past and the past will never be blamed. We all have to abide by the rules. Do you understand? Besides, you just slaughtered the Chaos Realm? You trampled on the supreme rules and attracted  The number of lives is chaotic, you stepped into the chaotic river of fate, cut off the past of countless practitioners, and caused their Dao heart to be disordered, and you have more crimes that need me to explain them one by one?"

    "Today, you must die."

    The figure of Qianzhang stood up, and said disdainfully: "You want to kill me? You take yourself too seriously, God of Punishment, do you really think that you are already the strongest in chaos?"

    The most punishing god is moved.

    The figure of Qianzhang laughed and said: "There is still a realm where the Dao is supreme, and that is a realm that neither you nor I can step into. The creator of the Tao, my father has already stepped into the creator of the Tao, and I am the same!"

    "Today you will experience the power of the creator of the Tao!"

    Boom!

    A terrifying momentum erupted, and the whole palace instantly turned into flying ash. The Supreme Punisher raised his hand to resist, but the spirits of the Dao behind him were annihilated one after another, leaving only Han Tuo, but Han Tuo resisted forcefully, and his body couldn't bear it anymore.  , as if bathed in blood.

    Qianzhang's figure soared up, with a strong light shining all over his body. He looked down at the Supreme Punishment God, raised his right hand, and faced the Supreme Punishment God with his palm.

    Zhi Punishment God's face changed drastically, and he found himself unable to move.

    "The God of Punishment, I respect you for your contribution to Chaos, so you can't be destroyed, but you are overconfident, and dare to use gods to attack, you really want to die!"

    Qianzhang's figure said indifferently, his tone full of murderous intent.

    Han Jue was secretly startled.

    Son, is this the creator of the Tao?

    The momentum is indeed terrifying!

    "snort!"

    A cold snort sounded suddenly, the aura of Qianzhang's figure was extinguished immediately, everything around him became still, even the space no longer twisted violently.

    The face of Qianzhang's figure changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "Who?"

    "Primary Demon God, if you want to overthrow the chaos, your crime will be beyond redemption, your body and spirit will be destroyed, and your body and deeds will be completely emptied!"

    An indifferent voice sounded, and when the words fell, everything in front of Han Jue's eyes was broken like a mirror. He saw Qianzhang's figure shattered into countless small pieces, and then turned into fly ash.

    The illusion of evolution was shattered.

    Han Jue opened his eyes and frowned.

    The last one to make the move should be one of Chaos Unconsciousness, Formless and Formless Detachment God, and the Ninth Chaos.

    No matter who it is, it is undoubtedly the one who created the Tao.

    Han Jue thought carefully about just now, the youngest son was not completely depraved, at least in the end he was reluctant to kill his brother, but it was Han Tuo who followed the God of Punishment to kill his brother.

    Of course, there are probably other things involved, and Han must not be blinded by one leaf.

    One thing is certain.

      The youngest son is still a wanderer.

    Those who create the Tao in half a step dare to run amok.

    In addition, from the words of the youngest son, it can be known that Han Jue was also a Taoist creator at that time. Why did he not show up when his youngest son died? Could it be that he was stopped by other Taoist creators?

    Han Jue directly skipped the possibility of father and son turning against each other. He chose to believe in the most dangerous possibility, that is, he lost and was suppressed by other Tao creators.

    He suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

    Still have to work hard to practice.

    Han Jue took a deep breath.

    In addition, after the youngest son is born, he must be educated well and not mess around.

    Han Jue will not deny his son just because of the future, because it is just a fate of the present, it has never happened, and he can change it.

    Afterwards, he continued to practice.

    Time passed quickly.

    Forty thousand years later.

    [Successful enslavement of turbid yin exterminators]

    [The turbid yin destroyer has a good impression on you, and the current good impression has reached full stars]

    Han Jue opened his eyes and teleported to the main dojo.

    He moved the stone tablet into his hand, and soon, he saw the female worm come out of the stone tablet, twisting her body towards him to show her intimacy.

    This female worm is probably the will subject of the turbid yin world destroyer.

    Han Jue comforted it with holy thoughts for a while, and let it return to the stele.

    Afterwards, Han Jue began to refine the innate restriction contained in the stele, and spent a hundred years refining it into his own magic weapon.

    He threw the entire stone tablet into the Primordial Realm, and attracted the Qi of primordial energy into the stone tablet, nourishing the turbid yin and destroying the world insects.

    He then teleported to the third dojo and continued to practice.

    Han Jue is still looking forward to the turbid yin exterminator.

    The terrifying Zerg that devour magic and devour thoughts is definitely a practitioner's nightmare, even more terrifying than ominous evil spirits

    In the pure white space, there are no other colors except white. At a glance, there is no end in all directions.

    In one part of this space, there is a huge head floating quietly, and around it, there are many stiff corpses, which are as small as sand in front of this head.

    The huge head is covered with long hair like withered grass, the face is red, and it has nine eyes. The four eyes are superimposed and arranged towards the Tianling Cap, and there is a single eye between the eyebrows.

    He suddenly opened his nine eyes, the eyes were incomparably indifferent, without any emotional fluctuations, and the breath of vicissitudes of life was revealed, heavy and lonely.

    "Who is spying on and making my fate."

    The huge head murmured: "It's not chaos, could it be that Pangu cut off the highest cause and effect, not just to resist the divine power?"

    "Interesting, chaos can still change, I want to see who can rise."

    "Since it is going to change, then I will make this chaos more interesting."

    As soon as the words fell, the eye between his eyebrows suddenly popped out, and quickly disappeared into the distance.

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