[need to deduct 200 billion years, continue or not]

continue!

A line of words appeared in front of Han Jue:

[it is detected that Shiyuan Hongmeng and Tiandao are excluded and cannot enter Tiandao, and Shiyuan Hongmeng has no evil thoughts on Tiandao]

No evil thoughts?

Then why did he come?

Han Jue continued to evolve, deducting another 200 billion years of life.

[he is avoiding some kind of powerful existence. What is it? The system cannot evolve]

I came to hide.

Han Jue hesitates to establish contact with Shiyuan Hongmeng. Once this guy's transformation is successful, he and Han Jue will be the same kind.

no way.

Doesn't this reveal that he is Hongmeng demon God?

Anyway, this guy doesn't want to harm heaven. He doesn't care.

After Han Jue decided, he moved his eyes away.

The emergence of Shiyuan Hongmeng made Han Jue feel a sense of crisis. He still had to speed up the cultivation of chaotic demons.

Han Jue called Dashan Tian into the Taoist temple.

Dashan Tian's cultivation is already a quasi holy perfection, which is very suitable for directly transforming into a chaotic demon God. At the same time, Han never wants to give him the purple Qi of the avenue.

Seeing Han Jue, dashantai tried to hold back his excitement.

It has been some time since he came to Baiyue Xianchuan. Han Jue finally saw him alone.

Is it for preaching?

Da San Tian's heart after years and vicissitudes began to tremble.

Han Jue's first sentence was: "scatter the sky, is your goal a saint or higher?"

He was stunned.

Although it is a great power in the fairyland, the scattered sky does not know the return ruins and the transcendent hidden in the depths of chaos.

Even if he had been to Guixu God's realm, he could not touch such existence.

Dashan Tian asked cautiously, "what do you mean?"

Han Jue said, "I'll give you two ways. One is to prove the Tao and become a saint of heaven, but this is the end. The other is that I give you supreme blood to help you have the potential to surpass the saint."

"There is a wider world beyond the way of heaven. Do you know how I got my position? If I were just an ordinary saint, would other saints give room for the development of hidden doors? Just because I have surpassed the saints of the way of heaven, all saints are not my opponents now!"

Han Jue's tone was resolute and confident.

Hearing this, Dashan was fascinated and said, "what price does the second road need to pay?"

Han Jue said, "it's painful. The process of replacing blood is very painful. In addition, I'll let you stay in a place to practice hard, which is equivalent to losing your freedom. I won't let you go until the robbery is over."

Road robbery

The scattered sky was secretly frightened.

Although I don't know what the big road robbery is, when I think of the previous Tianmo robbery and Yanzu robbery, it is obvious that the way of heaven is not as safe as before.

The sky is scattered and entangled.

Han Jue is not in a hurry. He believes that Da santian will make the right choice.

If he hadn't created the spirit stone, it would be difficult to brush it out. Wouldn't Han Jue find Dashan sky?

This is a great opportunity!

long time.

Dashan Tian raised his eyes and said, "I choose the second way! Please give me supreme blood!"

His blood quality is already the top of heaven, but he believes that Han will never cheat him.

Han Jue waved Da santian into the boundary of Hongmeng and directly crushed Da santian's flesh and soul with the power of freedom.

Dashan was frightened, but he didn't shout, but waited nervously.

Han Jue manipulated him to come to the spirit of demon God, looked at the spirit of demon God in front of him, scattered and trembled.

He has a feeling of facing natural enemies, and the deadly sense of crisis continues to erode his heart.

Han Jue hesitated for a moment and decided to give the shadow flood demon God to Dashan sky.

The shadow flood demon God and the separated demon God have the same characteristics. They can divide the shadow of countless roads. They belong to one of the earliest demon God Dharma phases understood by Han Jue.

The process of integration is more painful than Da santian imagined, but he still endured it in order not to lose face in front of Han Jue.

in a twinkling.

Another thousand years have passed.

Han Jue saw that Da San Tian had adapted to the power of the shadow flood demon God, so he no longer protected Da San Tian with his own mana.

He turned his attention back to reality and began to practice directly.

Closed for thousands of years.

When he opened his eyes again, Han never let himself stretch.

This way of practice has become Han Jue's habit. If he doesn't practice for a thousand years, he will feel uncomfortable all over.

Over the past two thousand years, there have been dozens of new worlds at the junction of Yin, Yang and two.

Han Jue looks at the fairyland and decides to choose some more demon God candidates.

Before the Yan Clan attacked the fairyland, the fairyland has fallen behind in terms of high-end combat power.

Han Jue has an intuition.

The Yan race is by no means the strongest race in chaos.

Han Jue's eyes fell on the shaking world and on the jade Qingsheng sect.

Hundreds of thousands of years later, yuqingshengzong is still there. It is the most powerful Holy Land in the world, thanks to the support of the white Buddha.

But yuqingshengzong is no longer the yuqingshengzong of that year.

The former site of yuqingshengzong is deserted, far away from the Mountain Gate of yuqingshengzong.

Han Jue was touched by the scenery and suddenly wanted to go for a walk.

He separated a soul and came to the former site of yuqingsheng sect.

The mountains here rise and fall, and the 18 peaks of yuqingzong in the past are no longer seen, even sparsely populated.

Walking in the woods, the sun fell on Han Jue along the gap between the leaves. The scenes of that year appeared in front of him.

Somehow, Han Jue thought of Li Qingzi, the former leader of yuqingsheng sect.

"Can today's yuqingshengzong satisfy you?"

Han Jue muttered to himself in a disappointed tone.

Unfortunately, the way of heaven was restarted, and Li Qingzi's soul had long dissipated, and he had no chance to see yuqingshengzong again.

Han never used his holy thoughts to scan around. Instead, he shielded his senses and walked like a mountain forest.

In half a day.

Han Jue stuffed a secret script into the stone crack of a mountain peak, which is the six samsara skill.

If someone can get this script and enter Han Jue's vision, he can become a demon God candidate.

……

The soul reads to return to the body, and Han Jue's eyes turn to the fairy world.

It is more appropriate to choose from the fairy world. The growth cycle of all creatures in the world is too long. For example, Yang Du is still far from being a quasi saint.

Somehow, Han Jue suddenly thought of Han Ming.

After parting with Han Tuo, Han Ming practiced in seclusion alone and had not left the Customs for thousands of years.

Han Jue cut off the cause and effect of his brother with him, but this life of Han is very good for Han Tuo, which makes him feel better.

The boy's favor with Han Jue is already 6 stars. He should not stab Han Jue on his back.

Today's Han Ming is already in the realm of six Xuanshen yuan, and he has always been unable to break through the great Luo Jinxian.

His qualification limit is already so, unless he worships under the powerful door.

Han Jue sent a message to him.

Han Ming, who was practicing in the cave, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Han Ming."

Han Jue's voice sounded again, making Han Ming understand that it was not auditory hallucination.

The sound

Han Ming can't forget!

Han Ming endured the huge waves in his heart and asked, "what's the matter?"

"Join the hidden door?"

"You need me?"

"It's not necessary. It's just a chance for you."

"Forget it. I don't want to give you any trouble. I already owe you a lot."

Han Ming shook his head and said that he once hated Han Jue's ruthlessness, but if it weren't for Han Jue, the Heavenly Emperor wouldn't help him reincarnate, so he only had awe and gratitude for Han Jue, and even didn't dare to climb high.