After moving hundreds of thousands of times in the Yin and Yang realms, Han Jue returned to the underworld and entered the Hidden Gate Island.

"No one can count me here."

Han Jue thought proudly.

After receiving the person, you should go to seclusion and practice and attack the Fourth Turn Immortal Emperor.

As for what Jiang Yi asked for, he was too lazy to do.

This is for Jiang Yi's sake. The ancestor witch tower is not a good place when it sounds like it. It will most likely cause blood disasters, and the farther away the better.

In the next few years, Han Jue did not receive any new hatred prompts. He was completely relieved. It seemed that Jiang Yi did not betray him behind his back.

Time has passed year by year.

About thirty years have passed, Han Jue has finally ushered in a breakthrough opportunity.

He drove out the Enlightenment Sword and began to break through.

...

Underworld.

Among the mountains and rivers, the mountains collapsed and dust rose up, and the earth within a radius of thousands of miles was trembling.

Ji Xianshen was suspended in the air, looking nervously at the surging dust below.

The ghost figure sat on his shoulder and smiled and said, "If this tower is subdued by you, you will be qualified to enter the fairy world."

Ji Xianshen showed expectation on his face.

He failed to snatch the divine treasure at Ksitigarbha Palace before, but if he fails again, his heart of Tao will suffer severe damage.

If you can’t even grab a baby, how can you compete for great luck?

A huge creature slowly rose in the rolling dust. This is a simple and weird stone tower. There are white bones locked on the windows on each floor, and there are white bones of creatures of all races, and even people.

Ji Xianshen was moved. As soon as he saw this tower, his heartbeat began to accelerate.

"What kind of magic weapon is this? What a powerful evil spirit!"

Ji Xianshen was secretly frightened and stared at the mysterious stone tower with a jealousy.

At this moment, a terrifying pressure came.

"Hmph, I want to take my witch tribe treasure, boy, you are looking for death!"

A cold snorted, and the temperature between heaven and earth suddenly dropped.

Ji Xianshen immediately rushed towards the mysterious stone tower and prepared to grab the tower first.

boom!

The sky was filled with clouds, and a terrifying giant palm was hit, as if the sky had collapsed. Everything seemed small in front of this giant palm.

...

After three years, Han Jue finally made a breakthrough. He didn't have to overcome the tribulation in the dojo.

The Four-Turn Immortal Emperor!

The soul transformed again, and the magic power surged!

Summarize one word, it’s cool!

Han Jue began to consolidate his cultivation and check his attribute list at the same time.

Name: Han Jue

Lifespan: 3538/304,9999,999,9999

Race: Immortal (Star Hongmeng Body)

Cultivation: Four-turn Reincarnation Immortal Emperor

Practice: Hongmeng Reincarnation Avenue, Zhoutian Body Tempering Method

The Great Way: The Great Way of Life and Death

Spell: The ultimate finger of the magic sword...

...

Three trillion years of life span!

Who else!

Han Jue's mentality is inflated.

The fourth-turn Immortal Emperor does not have the strong feeling of life span.

Han Jue cursed so many enemies and consumed so much life span, but his life span increased significantly.

This feeling...

Han Jue couldn't help but have an idea in his mind. In fact, it's okay to spend it for a while?

I spent 10 billion years to play with a lifespan of three million years. What's wrong?

Losses are huge?

Only one ten thousand losses...

Han Jue decided to squander it.

Two years later.

Han Jue's cultivation was completely consolidated in the Fourth Transformation Immortal Emperor. He was ready to first comprehend the sword art, raise all his sword arts to the limit, and then start to fight his life.

Just then.

The voice of the Enlightenment Sword came in: "Master, something big happened!"

When Han Jue heard this, he couldn't help but disperse his spiritual consciousness.

No strong enemies are coming.

Could it be that something happened to the disciple?

Soon, Han Jue caught Tu Ling'er's abnormality. She curled up on the ground, her whole body was convulsed, and her expression was extremely painful.

Han Jue immediately flashed to Tu Ling'er, and he squatted down to check his body.

There was a mysterious force stimulating Tu Ling'er's blood.

Could it be blood?

What's going on?

Han Jue frowned.

He used his magic power to treat Tu Ling'er, but there was no effect at all.

"Ancestral Witch...Ancestral Witch Tower..."

Tu Ling'er said in a trembling voice. She had lost consciousness and her voice was blurred.

But Han Jue heard clearly, what was the ancestor witch tower that Jiang Yi was looking for?

He frowned.

Just then.

Tu Ling'er began to bleed in seven orifices, and the disciples were panicked.

"What should I do, Master!"

"What the hell is wrong with her?"

"Is there too much fighting?"

"What's wrong, her bloodline has changed."

"Why is this happening? What should we do?"

Everyone said verbally that we have been together for a long time, so naturally we don’t want something to happen to our fellow disciples.

Han Jue said in a deep voice: "You guys are here, I'll go out!"

After he finished speaking, Han Jue jumped out of Hidden Gate Island.

He flew towards the Naihe Bridge, asking about this matter that Meng Po might have a way to rescue him.

Before he could fly for a long time, Han Jue suddenly felt a vast aura.

It is very similar to Tu Ling'er's aura, but it is even more powerful and ancient.

Could it be...

Han Jue's face changed slightly and he immediately changed direction.

...

Above the wasteland, there are cracks of the ground, dust and smoke rolling, and countless strange black thunders intertwined in the air.
To be continued...