Chapter 77

In the north of Dayan, there is ice and snow.

In a cave, the ice forms a cone shape and spreads all over the cave, which is hideous and terrifying.

At the end of the tunnel, a man with white hair is sitting on the ice bed. He is wearing a big robe made of animal hair, with a strange face and four big black hair tails behind him.

He is the diansu demon king, after the transformation of the diansu demon king.

"Poof"

Diansu demon king spewed out a blood arrow and splashed it on the ice on the ground. The ice melted and the water mist rose.

There are many holes in front of the ice bed, all of which are the blood he vomited before.

More than spitting blood!

Diansu demon king was angry and frightened.

What's going on?

Five hours ago, he began to vomit blood, until now, now he began to vomit blood essence!

How can this stand?

What scares him most is that he can't practice. Once he accepts Qi, the Demon power in his body decreases instead of increasing.

"Why..."

Diansu demon king was nervous and lived for ten thousand years. It was the first time that he encountered such a situation.

He suddenly thought of some ancient legends. Did some of the monks who had been promoted by the Tao in those years stare at him in the upper world?

He just announced his plan to raise the Terran. Within two years, he suddenly encountered such bad news.

Thinking about it, a mouthful of blood gushed up his throat. The demon king could not help vomiting blood again.

He almost went crazy!

If it goes on like this, he'll have to spit out alive.

During the years when he just broke the seal, he had been practicing and wanted to restore his cultivation. In a few short hours, his cultivation regressed and his injury aggravated, which was worse than when he just broke the seal.

Diansu demon king felt that he must have offended the immortal in heaven. He could not have been so offended for no reason.

There was no mistake in his practice. As for the inner demons, they were eliminated by him as early as 300 years ago. Now it seems that a new one is coming.

In the fear and despair of the demon king, time went on.

About another hour has passed.

Diansu demon king finally stopped spitting blood and could practice again, but this experience became his nightmare.

In the dark, there must be great power staring at him!

……

Hard work makes a fairy mountain.

[your good friend diansu demon king is cursed, seriously injured, and his moral behavior decreases]

Han Jue couldn't help laughing when he saw this email. He was very happy.

I just finished the curse yesterday. I saw the mail today.

The effect of using doom book with all one's strength is overbearing!

Han Jue was relieved.

He decided to curse diansu demon king every three years to make him seriously injured!

Han Jue continued to practice, aiming at eight levels of emptiness.

As the hibiscus tree grows, the nearest congenital cave benefits first, and aura begins to grow.

……

time rolls on.

in a twinkling.

Ten years is like a white horse, gone forever.

Han Jue finally broke through to the eighth floor of Rongxu!

After consolidating his cultivation, Han Jue went out of the cave and first checked the health of Fu sangshu, then found the black prison chicken and taught him his magic.

The black prison chicken is constantly changing towards the black prison Phoenix, and its cultivation is also constantly improving. Now it is comparable to the monk of yuanyingjing.

The realm of practice of the demon clan is different from that of the human race, but the realm of Yuanying is mainly different. Later, the realm of Yuanying is still the same. Monsters do not have Yuanying, but they can practice demon Dan and Yuanshen.

Han never hopes that chaos Tiangou can hang the black prison chicken when he comes back after he has been out for such a long time. In that case, his mind will be damaged.

Hard work is better than chance?

impossible!

It's just for mortals!

After teaching chicken in black prison, Han Jue finds Xing Hongxuan in Houshan by the way. Xing Hongxuan seldom practices in seclusion, but he doesn't go out.

Han Jue decided to teach her some magic skills to increase her means of saving her life.

Xing Hongxuan was very surprised when she heard that, and the tenderness in her eyes seemed to come out of the water.

After more than ten days of teaching, Han Jue was about to return to the cave when he suddenly caught two breath close to kuxiu Chengxian mountain.

One of them is Huang Jihao.

Han Jue learned from his interpersonal relationship that Huang Jihao had changed his mind to join Zhenwu sect in Xiyuan Prefecture.

The other one has high accomplishments and is probably a strong one of Zhenwu sect.

Han Jue immediately detected the strongest around Yu qingzong except him.

[Shangguan prays for sword: nine layers in the virtual realm, the sword holding elder of Zhenwu sect]

Nine layers of integration?

Han Jue closed his eyes and began the simulation test.

A few seconds later, he found a way to kill Shangguan.

He immediately disappeared in place.

meanwhile.

Huang Jihao took a man in blue to kuxiuchengxian mountain, which was less than three miles away.

Looking at the majestic immortal mountain in the distance, Shangguan asked for the sword and said with a smile, "are there any swordsmen here? I don't feel a strong sense of sword. "

Huang Jihao was about to open his mouth when he saw Han Jue's sword flying slowly.

Huang Jihao quickly bent down to clasp his fist and said in a trembling voice, "Huang Jihao, I'd like to see you."

senior?

Shangguan asked for sword and frowned. He didn't look strong, but he was very handsome.

wait!

Shangguan Qiujian, like Wei Yuan and Qingxian before him, soon realized that something was wrong.

This guy is a treasure!

Rao is a sword elder of Zhenwu sect, and he has never seen such a luxurious monk.

Han juefei went to Huang Jihao and asked, "what are you doing here?"

As long as Huang Jihao says something against yuqingzong, Han Jue will open up immediately!

Never push!

Can't appear again leisurely real person such blemish!

Huang Jihao said respectfully, "master, we are here to discuss swords with you. This is the first swordsman of Zhenwu sect in Xiyuan Prefecture. I want to have a competition with you. You can rest assured that it will not affect yuqingzong or the relationship between yuqingzong and Zhenwu sect. We will stop there."

How to compete?

Han Jue looks at Shangguan and asks for a sword with a strange expression.

How dare you!

Shangguan Qiujian thought that he was frightened by his own prestige, and said with a smile, "don't worry, Taoist friends. You will never hurt your life and conduct."

Han Jue sighed, "I'm afraid of trouble."

Shangguan asked for the sword and frowned. What's wrong with him?

"Well, I'll take a sword. If you can take it, I'll lose!" Han Jue waved his hand.

Huang Jihao's eyelids jump wildly.

He couldn't help recalling his nightmares.

Shangguan asked the sword: "good!"

He has seen that although Han Jue has many Lingbao, he is obviously guilty. In this case, it's better to finish early.

As soon as his words came to an end, Han Jue suddenly took out his Hongmeng sword and asked for it.

Han Jue appeared in front of Shangguan's sword as if he was in a blink of an eye, and directly used the sword.

The six spiritual powers of the eight layers of the melting void realm are like torrents, all of which are poured into the Hongmeng sword. A black sword moves across the sky, and the time seems to be still.

Shangguan asked for the sword and opened his eyes. His hand touched the sword at his waist.

No!

It's too fast!

there's not enough time!

The terrible sword Qi blocks Shangguan's quest for the sword, which makes Shangguan's quest for the sword seem to fall into Jiuyou huangquan, and his soul is trembling.

How many years!

Shangguan Qiujian smelled a breath of death again!

The most important thing is that he doesn't even have a chance to resist.

Boom!

The forest behind him was whirled by the strong wind, just like a storm.

Shangguan Qiujian thought he was dead, but actually he didn't.

Hongmeng decided that the sword was hanging on Shangguan Qiujian's forehead. Shangguan Qiujian could see his face full of despair through the reflection of the blade. Douda's cold sweat came out of his forehead quickly.

Han Jue holds a sword in one hand and hunts in gold. The turban on Hanjun's glass crown is like a flame.

His cold expression made Shangguan look for the sword as if he saw the Sword Fairy at the end of the kendo.

"You don't seem to be able to catch it." Han Jue said softly.

There was a plop.

Shangguan asked for the sword, his legs softened and he knelt on the ground.

The great monk on the ninth floor of Rongxu realm was paralyzed by Han Jue's sword. Huang Jihao didn't show any shock, instead, he had a bitter smile on his face.

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