Chapter 522

Seventy trillion years!

Eighty trillion years!

The curse is so krypton life that it is difficult to exceed trillion years of life with evolutionary function.

Killing the enemy and gathering intelligence are really two different things!

Han Jue gritted his teeth and insisted.

Stop in 100 trillion years. These dogs are too cruel.

Han Jue thought silently.

Ninety trillion years!

95 trillion years!

[good day, your enemy. The holy heart is broken and reduced to crazy holy because of your curse]

Han Jue immediately stopped, sweat on his forehead.

nervous!

Fortunately, success!

Han Jue scolded secretly. It costs too much.

Next time you can't curse, you might as well do it yourself!

Han Jue remembered that he had copied the data of Jin'an saints before. He began a simulation test to challenge Jin'an saints.

Soon, Han Jue opened his eyes again.

Good morning, the saint has something!

It's better than Fuxi Tian. It's almost catching up with Li Muyi.

Han Jue continues to simulate the trial to find a way to kill the saint of Jin'an.

In the past few months, until Li daokong came to Han Jue, the fastest time for Han Jue to kill Jin'an saints was only three seconds.

Not enough!

Not enough!

If you can't kill the enemy, it's easy to be killed by the enemy!

Han Jue sighed and let Li daokong enter the Taoist temple.

"Sect leader, my Taoist practice has increased recently. I think no one can help me among the quasi saints. I can compete for the holy throne on behalf of yinmen. What do you think?" Li daokong asked.

He looked serious and stared at Han Jue.

Han Jue said, "do you want Hongmeng purple?"

Li daokong nodded.

Han Jue raised his right hand. A Hongmeng purple Qi appeared in his hand and said, "I have it. You don't have to go out. But if you rely on Hongmeng purple Qi to prove the Tao now, you won't achieve much among the saints in the future."

Li daokong stared at Han Jue's right hand in disbelief.

He seldom looks like that.

He was really surprised this time.

Why does Han Jue have Hongmeng purple gas?

Was it not a slander that daomen besieged Han Jue before?

Han Jue didn't hide it and told Li Muyi about helping Xuan Qingjun.

Li daokong sighed. Once he respected Li Muyi the most. Now when he looked at Li Muyi, he felt that his master was really mean and not as righteous as he seemed.

"Practice well. When you reach the perfection of the quasi holy land, this Hongmeng purple gas will belong to you. On the contrary, if other disciples take the lead in reaching it, you won't think about it." Han Jue said calmly.

He is indeed the most optimistic about Li daokong, but he can't be too obvious.

Li daokong took a deep breath, bent down to salute, and then left.

Han Jue thought that he had another avenue in his hand, purple.

He didn't decide who to give it to for the time being. Let's see the disciples' performance first.

Subsequently, Han Jue continued to practice.

After becoming a saint, Han Jue hasn't practiced yet.

The cultivation of saints is no longer to vomit and accept, but to understand the avenue. The deeper the understanding and mastery of the avenue, the higher the Tao.

Han Jue has mastered Jiyuan Avenue and can practice all the time.

Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian is by no means his limit!

When he began to practice, the Hongmeng world in his soul began to surge the Qi of chaos and Hongmeng.

His star world has been renamed Hongmeng world, the spirit of demon and God is still pregnant, and the original stone of chaos breeds the spirit of chaos faster and faster.

The shaking world seems extremely small and can't keep up with the development of Hongmeng world.

If Han Jue's mana hadn't isolated the shaking world, I'm afraid the shaking world would be crushed by the Hongmeng Qi of the stars.

Han Jue must find a way to completely integrate the shaking world and the Hongmeng world.

How to do it?

Han Jue thought of the white Buddha.

The white clothed Buddha holds the current fortune of shaking the world, and the two sides coexist. If the white clothed Buddha integrates with the Hongmeng world, the shaking world will naturally be the same?

How to integrate?

Han Jue thinks of Su Qi again. Why not let the white Buddha imitate Su Qi?

"Wait and see for a while."

Han Jue closed his eyes and said no more.

……

In a flash, 500 years have passed.

After Han Jue's success in preaching, the saints did not come to trouble him again. They asked for the West and didn't even dream. The hundred mountains and Xianchuan ushered in calm years again.

Han Jue has been practicing.

More than 5000 yous have entered the divine realm, and their heavenly capital is outstanding. In order to ensure their talent, empress Houtu even sacrificed their reproductive ability. Now the immortal spirit of the Taoist temple is definitely the most rich place under the heaven. In addition, Han Jue preaches from time to time, their cultivation naturally rises and ships rise, and almost never encounters a bottleneck.

After preaching, Han Jue couldn't see the divine realm. Now his standard for his disciples is da Luo.

This day.

Xing Hongxuan came to Han Jue.

After tossing for half a year, Xing Hongxuan dressed, sat next to Han Jue and asked, "husband, how do you feel that you have changed?"

She felt that Han was not as cold as before, and there was a trace of humanity on him.

Of course, she can't say it directly.

Han Jue thought about it and said what he had experienced in the world before.

Xing Hongxuan was not angry after hearing this. Han Jue herself was not only a woman. In fact, Han Jue had fewer women in the same realm.

Xing Hongxuan said with emotion, "that qingluan son has fate with you anyway. Don't you help her practice?"

Han Jue said calmly, "it's not necessary. I'm just a mortal she knows, but I'll keep her soul and make plans later."

Originally, Han Jue wanted qingluan'er to reincarnate directly, but he was soft hearted on his deathbed.

He thought of Han Tuo.

It's good to keep at least one relative for Han Tuo.

Well, I think so.

Han Jue thought silently.

"What about your son? Don't you take back yinmen? Husband, why don't you have a baby with me? No, I want to have a baby!"

Xing Hongxuan asked, and began to eat. He raised his hand to pick Han Jue's clothes.

Han Jue glared at her and didn't have a good way: "what accomplishments do you have? You don't practice well. If you have children, you can practice well?"

Xing Hongxuan glanced and asked, "what accomplishments do I have to achieve to have our children?"

Han Jue said, "the meaning of children is inheritance. We should live forever. Children are not important. If you really want to, I will keep a son for you when you reach Daluo."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously!"

With Han Jue's promise, Xing Hongxuan smiled.

Her state of mind has already changed, and she thinks that Da Luo is by no means out of reach.

Xing Hongxuan then asked, "where's Han Tuo? Are you really going to stocking? You really can't bring it back. I'll take care of it for you. Anyway, he's also your child."

Han Jue shook his head and said, "after so many years, he has already grown up. Don't worry about him. One day, when he needs me, I will help, but it's not suitable now."

Han Tuo inherited his blood and is likely to become the second Hongmeng demon God.

In addition to cultivation, Han Jue will still care about Han Tuo.

The boy only experienced a love some time ago, but he died without illness. He couldn't protect his wife because of his lack of strength. He began to practice hard, which is also a good thing.

Han Jue hopes that after Han Tuo has seen the world, he can have the same pure heart of hard cultivation as him.