Chapter 561

How did the Dark Lord attack Han Tuo?

Han Tuo pinched his fingers, but he couldn't calculate it. Maybe the dark sage didn't enter the way of heaven.

He had to use evolutionary functions.

[10 billion years of service life need to be deducted, continue or not]

continue!

Han Jue followed into the evolutionary illusion.

When he opened his eyes again, Han Jue saw Han Tuo.

This is a dark heaven and earth. Strange lightning is intertwined in the air. The earth is desolate. Swamps of different sizes emit a stench. Looking up, there are skeletons everywhere.

Han Tuo walked very carefully and was alert to all directions.

A mass of black air suddenly appeared in front, which expanded rapidly and surged violently. A pair of eyes appeared in the black air.

These eyes are evil and cold, overlooking Han Tuo.

Dark Lord!

"Terran mole ants, how dare you come here?"

Although Han Tuo was a little nervous, he didn't panic. He just listened to him say: "I heard that the secret land of past life can revive the dead, only need to pay some price."

Han Jue was surprised.

The Dark Lord has a stronghold in the fairy world?

He has been paying attention to Han Tuo. The boy hasn't left the fairyland.

The secret place of death

What a good gimmick!

The dark Saint said, "the cost of dying is not small. The closer you are to people, the greater the cost. The cause and effect is irreversible."

Han Tuo took a deep breath and said, "I want to revive my wife!"

Han Jue scolded secretly.

Smelly boy!

Why not revive your parents?

Sure enough, she was abducted by a woman when she grew up.

The dark king was silent for a moment and said, "resurrecting your wife needs to devote half of your life. Would you like to."

Han Tuo asked, "what if my parents are resurrected?"

"It also takes half of your life."

"In other words, I can only choose one? Not both?"

"Death is a great evil. How can you be happy?"

Han Tuo fell silent.

He took a deep breath and said, "in that case, no matter who I choose, my heart will bear guilt. Come back when I am stronger. One day, I will be happy!"

Han Tuo bowed down to the dark saint, then turned and left.

"The secret place of death is that you come and go whenever you want?"

"Now that you're here, leave your luck!"

The dark sage turned into a majestic black fog, which directly submerged Han Tuo. The speed made Han Tuo have no time to respond.

Then, a space-time crack appeared next to the black fog. Han Tuo, covered with blood, was spit out and thrown into the space-time crack.

The evolutionary illusion is over.

Han Jue opened his eyes and fell into thinking.

He observed the fairyland and found the location of the secret land of death. At the edge of the fairyland, he hid in a separate small time and space. There were continuous barren mountains near the entrance and few human traces.

Han Jue thought for a moment, cast his dark nightmare and entrusted his dream to Qiu Xilai.

In the dream, Qiu Xilai was slightly stunned, and the dream came too suddenly.

Han Jue directly said the origin of the dark saint, and then said the secret realm of death.

The existence of terror that could make Li Mu stumble was by no means the enemy of these heavenly saints.

"The secret place of death. It has been three times since it appeared. The dark Saint seems to have been staring at the way of heaven." Qiu Xilai frowned and muttered to himself.

Han Jue said, "I'll leave it to you. I have to continue my cultivation in case the dark Saint attacks."

Beg Xi to nod, no opinion.

Han absolute the greatest role of the saints is his strength.

It's also a good thing that Han Jue is willing to shut up all the time. As for other saints, they don't need to cultivate and their accomplishments are difficult to grow. If they want to become stronger, they have to start with the Qi of heaven.

The stronger the way of heaven, the stronger the saints of heaven!

After the dream, Han Jue looked at Han Tuo.

Han Tuo and Yi Tian, the son of Tiandao, have a good relationship. They compete on an island, talking and laughing.

Han Jue frowned slightly.

Han Tuo's breath is somewhat similar to that of Yi Tian. In addition, with the identity of Yi Tian, all saints must be aware of Han Tuo.

only.

It's normal not to hide it. After all, Han Tuo is also getting stronger.

Although Han Tuo has not completely become a Hongmeng demon God, he is also different from all sentient beings. When Han Jue transformed into a Hongmeng demon God, he also entered the field of chaos. Perhaps there is a close relationship between chaos and Hongmeng itself.

"Tut Tut, the son of heaven really thinks that how many years have he been born? He is almost in the divine realm!"

Han Jue muttered to himself. He found that Yitian was covered with treasure. He obviously didn't worship his teacher, but he mastered a powerful magic power, at least the Holy Land magic power.

Good God!

If you don't see the rules, hang up your son!

Han Jue raised his right hand and cast the spell again.

He wants to loosen Han Tuo's blood seal again. This time, he directly releases half of it. He doesn't know whether he can compete with the son of heaven.

The other side.

On a vast island, Han Tuo and Yi Tian are fighting fiercely.

They didn't use magic power. They were fighting with each other in the flesh.

Before Han Tuo's rise, he relied on his physical strength. Yitian was a chaotic demon God, and his physical qualification was stronger than that of the zuwu in those years.

Boom!

Han Tuo was hit by Yitian again and fell down on the hillside, raising dust.

Yi Tian suspended in the air, his hands on his hips and laughed proudly: "Han Tuo, you can't do it. You'll fall before I'm serious! You still want to be my big brother, and you'll be my brother!"

Han Tuo struggled to get up and spit a mouthful of blood foam.

At this time, he suddenly felt something drilling into his body, and then he felt relaxed and relieved.

This feeling

Han Tuo is excited. He knows this feeling too well!

In the past years, he has met many times. Every time he has this feeling, his cultivation will leap.

He thinks he's breaking the blood limit!

Man is the spirit of all things. Every mortal has unlimited potential, but he can't find a way to break through the shackles!

Han Tuo thinks so. He can constantly break through the shackles, which must be related to his perseverance.

Han Tuo meditated on the spot.

Yi Tian looked at him suspiciously.

"He seems to be getting stronger... Sure enough, he is like me..."

Yi Tian's eyes twinkled and his heart was full of excitement.

Before meeting Han Tuo, he was extremely lonely. Even though there were countless subordinates, he was lonely in his heart and had a sense of desolation that there was no destination in the vast world.

……

Years go by.

Another 500 years have passed.

In the past five hundred years, the fairyland has changed a lot. The Tianzu supported by yinmen began to fight everywhere. In addition to all the nationalities in the fairyland, they also want to govern the mortal world, just like the former Tianting, with more and more momentum.

It's Tianting. When there's no news, people who don't know think Tianting has been dissolved.

Many strong men have emerged in the fairyland, which is famous all over the world. Yitian is one of them, claiming to be the great saint of Qi heaven.

This name comes from the story Han Tuo told him. Han Tuo heard it from his father when he was a child.

Hundreds of mountains and rivers.

Han Jue just finished his lecture, and his eyes looked at the Youzu.

Han you and Qian Youluo had already come back, but Li daokong was still pestering Sanqing Shengzu outside, just like a fly.

Nowadays, the cultivation of 10000 you people are mostly concentrated in the three Xuanshen yuan. It is estimated that there will be tens of thousands of years or even longer to practice all in the realm of Dalai.