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- Time flies, and another hundred thousand years have passed.
Han Jue opened his eyes, first observed the Hongmeng Realm habitually, and then checked the email.
Everything is fine, nothing to worry about.
He began to think of Miaoyuanshu.
The cooldown time of the Book of Wonderful Fate has arrived. This is a good thing. It is equivalent to the will of chaos. It can tamper with the memories of all beings. No, it is even more exaggerated. It can change the facts!
Han Jue recalled the information of Miaoyuanshu:
[Book of Wonderful Fate: The ultimate treasure, a treasure created by seizing the supreme good fortune, can tamper with the past and future of others, directly change everything, and is not subject to any rules and prying eyes. Every time this treasure is used, different prices will be deducted. Lifespan, this treasure will sleep for a period of time, as the number of times increases, the sleeping time will double, special reminder, this treasure cannot be upgraded, and cannot recognize the owner]
He thought about it for a while, and felt that he could not use it for the time being.
It can be used in case something happens again in the future.
At present, he is not in any danger, and the Ninth Chaos will not pursue him.
Then put it down for now.
After Han Jue made his decision, he looked at his daughter beside him.
He said, "Ling'er, do you want to learn supernatural powers?"
Hearing this, Han Ling opened his eyes in surprise and nodded immediately.
Han Jue immediately began to impart supernatural powers.
Han Ling's talent is indeed great, and he can master ordinary supernatural powers almost once. After a few months, Han Ling has learned more than a dozen supernatural powers from Han Jue, including Shenwei Datian Palm.
Han Lingling said with emotion: "I really want to find someone to compete with."
Han Jue immediately granted her the permission to simulate the trial, and then briefly introduced it, and she was greatly surprised.
For the next few decades, Han Ling was immersed in the simulated trial and couldn't extricate himself.
Han Jue came to the main ashram to observe the way of heaven.
He discovered that Han Yu had already married and passed on the family line. After 200,000 years of development, the Han family has become a big family with a strong heritage in the Dao of Heaven.
Not all saints have offspring in the fairy world, let alone can be cultivated into a family.
The orthodoxy of saints is more based on the inheritance of master and apprentice.
For saints, bloodlines are not a safe way of inheritance. It is not easy to produce a talented existence among the descendants, and it is certainly not as likely as the probability of accepting apprentices in the entire fairy world.
In addition, if a saint inherits the orthodoxy by blood, it will make it difficult for outsiders to approach, and the orthodoxy will only become narrower and narrower.
At present, the Han family in the fairy world has been passed down for dozens of generations, and even derived many branches, distributed in dozens of ordinary worlds.
Han Jue was satisfied.
Only Han Yu devoted himself to his duties and successfully completed the task he assigned.
For the Han family, Han will never interfere, it is just the basic pool chosen by the good fortune.
After all, the Han family is a family of saints, and many descendants have emerged a lot of heavenly talents, and they are also known as Tianjiao families in the fairy world.
Just as Han Jue was thinking, a black vortex suddenly appeared in front of him.
Please magic!
Han Jue deduced and found that it was Zhao Xuanyuan's magic of inviting the gods.
Han Ling was still in the simulation trial, and Han Jue immediately stepped into the black vortex.
There is a trace of will in the Taoist temple, even if you die here, you will not be afraid.
Stepping through the black vortex, what caught Han Jue's field of vision was a sky full of black grievances, each with their own postures and shapes, so densely packed that they were innumerable.
Below the black vortex are the four Dao Supremes.
At this moment, Dao Zhizun and Jiang Yi were seriously injured, their bodies were mutilated, dripping with blood, and strange blue flames were still burning at the wounds. Their faces were full of pain.
Lao Dan raised his hands high and cast an enchantment with his own magic power, making an invisible protective layer around the four people that could not be seen by the naked eye.
Zhao Xuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Han Jue appear.
"Master, save us!"
Zhao Xuanyuan said anxiously.
Han Jue turned his back to the black vortex, and did not move, to prevent mysterious beings from sneaking into the third dojo with the help of the black vortex.
His eyes were fixed, and all the grievances in the sky disappeared, all disappeared.
These grievances are all self-cultivation, how can they stop the four Dao sages?
Han Jue was secretly surprised.
Before he could ask, he suddenly glanced in one direction.
The land below is like a barren Gobi, rolling up and down. On the left hand side of Han Jue, there is a figure walking slowly at the end of the land.
It was a man wearing broken armor, with a tall and straight figure, long hair fluttering, and red eyebrows on his scorched face like a ghost.?, his eyes are cold, at first glance, he seems to have four eyes.
This man is as strong as a beast, holding a big knife in his right hand. The blade cuts an endless ravine on the ground. This big knife is bigger than his whole body. The blade is covered with black and red scales, and the blade is silver. , like a bright moon.
Han Jue squinted.
This breath is so strong that it is already comparable to the supremacy of the avenue!
No wonder the four Dao Supreme couldn't stop them.
Then again, where is this?
Han Jue's divine sense swept across the entire world, and found that the world was extremely vast, like chaos, but there was no such a large land in the chaos.
etc!
The Bottom of Chaos!
When Han Jue fought against the ancient gods before, he fell to the bottom of the chaos, and the bottom of the chaos is also such a land.
No!
Not the bottom of chaos!
There is no aura of chaos here!
"Master, be careful, the things here will swallow mana!"
Zhao Xuanyuan said anxiously, pointing at the terrifying figure who was dragging the knife, he said: "That guy injured Dao Zhizun and Jiang Yi, with just one knife, the two of them almost died!"
Jiang Yi coughed violently and said, "Save face"
Lao Dan looked up at Han Jue with complicated eyes.
Shenwei Tiansheng
Han Jue asked, "What kind of place is this?"
Zhao Xuanyuan replied: "I don't know, it shouldn't be Chaos. We came in from an entrance at the bottom of Chaos. We have mastered the divine power of Dao luck here. After staying for so long, I thought we were invincible in the realm of Dao Saints. Thinking of meeting this guy."
The Divine Power of Dao Qi Luck is related to the supreme rule, and it can master the divine right of Dao Qi Luck outside of chaos
Boom!
The man in broken armor leaped up in the distance, shaking the ground for a hundred miles to collapse and flying dust, he held up his scaled sword and slashed at Han Jue.
This kind of power is enough to scare mortals to death, but it is not enough in Han Jue's eyes.
Han Jue frowned.
The man in broken armor smashed through Lao Dan's mana protection layer, shaking Lao Dan to the ground. Seeing that his sword was about to fall on Han Jue, Han Jue raised his palm to strike.
Shenwei Datian Palm!
A terrifying storm erupted, and the man in broken armor instantly turned into flying ash, and the scaled sword flew towards the sky while spinning.
That's it?
Not as good as a saint!
The breath is as supreme as the avenue, but the speed is far inferior to that of a saint.
Han Jue was in confusion when the large sword with scales stopped suddenly, and with a flash of cold light, it charged at Han Jue again.
So fast!
Han Jue frowned even tighter. He didn't dodge, but there was a black whirlpool behind him. If this knife rushed in, Han Ling would be in danger.
Boom!
The large sword with scales was blocked by Han Jue's Ultimate Red Dust Robe, and the two forces shook the entire sky with violent waves, and the huge wind that was blown up shook the ground boundlessly.
Under Han Jue's watchful eye, the scales on the surface of the scaled sword emerged and recondensed into the broken armor man just now.
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