Chapter 170

Ten years have passed since Su Qi left.

Han Jue has been devoting himself to cultivation and steadily improving his accomplishments.

On this day.

He opened his eyes, took out his doom book and began to curse. At the same time, he opened the email to check.

[your good friend Zhou fan has refined his body again. The past and the present have merged, and the Tao has soared]

[your good friend Mo Zhu feels the true meaning of heaven and earth in his practice and improves his understanding]

[your good friend jixianshen encounters monster attack] x158907

[your disciple sun Fangliang is attacked by your enemy, the black fox demon emperor]

[your apprentice sun Fangliang died and was born later, concise and killing heart]

[your good friend, the great God, will be trapped in the fierce array. Life and death are unknown]

[your apprentice Suqi is attacked by monsters] x24113

……

Still so chaotic!

Maybe for some people, it's not chaos, it's wonderful.

Although Han Jue is invincible in the world, he still has no interest in wandering the world.

In the future, there will be more opportunities. We should not waste time in the present, which will lead us to meet a strong enemy in the future.

Han Jue really doesn't want to die again!

When Han Jue was sighing, Wudao sword saw him open his eyes and said, "master, it seems that the earth fairy calabash vine has begun to sprout."

Han Jue said, "really? That's good. I'll go out and have a look in half a year. "

Wudao sword asked: "why half a year?"

Han Jue, holding the book of doom, said seriously, "you can't do things in disorder. You have to have a rhythm in your practice. I'll meditate first."

The sword of enlightenment is sharp.

After spending half a year cursing all his enemies, Han Jue Cai got up and walked out of the cave.

When they came to Fusang tree, Yang Tiandong, Tu linger and three headed Jiaowang all got up to salute.

Black prison chicken and chaos dog also look at Han Jue.

Han Jue stares at the Dixian calabash vine on the Fusang tree.

One of the calabash vines did start to sprout. I don't know if it was a certain rule, but it just had seven buds.

There are seven congenital gourds in Honghuang.

There are also seven gourd dolls in animation.

In the dark, seven may represent some kind of law.

"It seems that Fusang tree, Dixian cucurbit vine, jiutianyinhe River, Bianhua and Taigu Lingshen can influence each other and speed up their growth process." Han Jue thought silently.

He's looking forward to the cucurbit vine.

These gourds can be refined into magic weapons or turned into creatures.

Han Jue's desire for magic weapon is not high, but he expects the gourd to turn into shape.

Practice is boring and lonely. In these years, Han Jue's character would have changed if he had not been accompanied by black prison chicken, wudaojian and others.

In addition, gourd refined shape, in the future can also become his World War I strength.

"Maybe I should give my pulse a name."

Han Jue suddenly had an idea.

Sooner or later, he will fly to the upper world. It is difficult for yuqingshengzong to live with him all his life.

Moreover, in yuqingsheng sect, there are many veins, including the eighteen peaks and the main peak. Each elder has one vein. Although it is a sect, its inheritance is multifarious.

Han never thought much about it.

At present, it is not suitable for him to carry on a single line of learning.

Wait until his disciples grow up.

After stopping for a while, Han Jue just returned to the congenital cave.

meanwhile.

Above the sky, a crack appeared in the vast starry sky, and a figure slowly stepped out to the earth.

It's Yang San!

Wearing heavy silver armor, Yang San is majestic, with a dragon silver crown on his head. He holds a gun with a flaming spear in his hand.

He had a grim smile on his face.

"Here's your nightmare!"

Yang San was full of excitement.

He finally wanted to revenge for his younger martial sister.

He grew up with Yang Yanjun from childhood. He was a childhood sweetheart, and even a couple. He was afraid of being discovered by his master, so he never made it public.

Yang Yanjun, entrusted by him, went down to earth and died. This hatred is like a nightmare, which has been pestering Yang San's heart.

If he doesn't take revenge, I'm afraid the heart of Tao will be damaged.

Yang Yanjun went down to earth and pinched his fingers.

Soon, he even knew where the younger martial sister died.

He immediately flew in that direction.

He didn't want to delay so as not to cause trouble.

He wants to attack and kill Han Jue with the fastest speed, take his soul back to heaven and torture him every day.

At the thought of Han Jue begging for mercy, Yang San is too excited to control himself.

……

Yuqingshengzong, hard to build into a fairy mountain.

Not long after Han Jue Gang returned to the cave, a familiar voice came.

"Guan Daoyou, come on, I'll wait for you in the old place."

Jixian again!

Han is speechless.

Is this guy entangled with himself?

Why do you come to him every so often?

Han Jue sighed, but got up.

Ji Xianshen in the forest is waiting for Han Jue with a smile. He wants to tell Han Jue a good news.

Just then!

Suddenly, he was palpitating. He suddenly looked up and saw a shining God steed man walking to the immortal mountain of kuxiucheng, holding a dazzling flame spear in his hand.

Ji Xianshen frowned.

Who is this?

He rushed up immediately, stopped in front of Yang San and said in a deep voice, "who are you?"

Ji Xianshen, looking at his opponent's posture, was obviously looking for trouble with yuqingshengzong.

Today, he is the number one in the world and has the obligation to protect the earthly right way.

Just let Han Jue owe himself a favor!

Yang San stares at him coldly, spits out a word: "roll!"

Ji Xianshen's anger went up and scolded: "arrogance!"

He raised his hands and thundered in his flesh.

Without saying a word, Yang San suddenly waved his gun, and his mana burst out, and he flew Jixian out directly.

Poof——

Ji Xianshen spits blood and spills it into the sky.

Yang San continues to move forward, looking at the eighteen peaks of yuqingshengzong in the distance. He wields his gun and shoots out.

In a flash, the rolling flame turned into a huge flame dragon, swept away, the mountains and rivers along the way were broken, the clouds were twisted by the heat wave, and all the way were destroyed, irresistible.

"You want to die!"

Ji Xianshen roars. He rises up into the sky, thunder clouds gather suddenly, and the sky and the earth darken.

There are countless thunder in Ji Xianshen's body. His eyes burst out with thunder, and his robes are puffed up with muscles. The whole person is like a thunder god coming down to earth!

Yang San looks at him in surprise.

How can this person mobilize Tianlei?

Ji Xianshen's hand hit, countless thunder from all directions to kill Yang San, the picture shocked the eyes.

Yang San waved his long gun to easily block the thunder attack.

He noticed that his long flame had dissipated, and the eighteen peaks of yuqingshengzong in the distance were still safe.

In the air in front of the ascetic immortal mountain stood a figure.

Han Jue!

At the moment, Han Jue is frowning.

What powerful magic power!

This is more powerful than Yang Yanjun and jueyan!

Under the Fusang tree, the black prison chicken, two golden crowns, chaos dog, Wudao sword, three headed Jiaowang, Tu ling'er and Yang Tiandong look nervously to the horizon.

In their eyes, the sky is full of thunder, just like the end of the world.

The whole yuqingshengzong was already covered by the battle, which made all the monks go out of the pass one after another and fly into the air.

Ji Xianshen, who has been thoroughly infuriated, can't care to guess Yang San's identity. He keeps shooting his hands and bombards Yang San with endless thunder.