When Han Jue chose to move the temple out to cover the Baiyue Fairy River, the spiritual energy of the Baiyue Fairy River began to increase, and almost everyone could sense it.

They are very familiar with this spiritual amplification, and have experienced it before on Hidden Gate Island.

They were expected to be Han Jue using his magical powers, so they were not surprised.

After confirming that the Taoist temple was moved out of Hidden Gate Island, Han Jue suddenly thought of a bold idea.

Since the temple can move the land now, can he move the temple wherever he goes in the future?

no.

One hundred billion years is too many.

Han Jue usually has to use evolutionary functions, and maybe he has to curse his enemies in the future. Many aspects are combined, so there are too many places that consume lifespan and cannot develop habits.

"Can the dojo move all the time?" Han Jue asked in his heart.

[Every time you change the dojo, the life cost will be doubled, and the cooling time will be a hundred years]

Will it double?

Han Jue made up his mind that he could not move the temple easily in the future.

Afterwards, Han Jue continued to practice.

The spiritual energy of the Baiyue Xianchuan has been continuously improving, and it reaches its peak ten years later.

Although it is not as good as Hidden Gate Island, it is much better than before.

Han Jue moved the Fusang tree out, located between the mountains, majestic and towering into the clouds.

Zhao Yun and the new guard Dian Wei guarded in front of the whirlpool of time and space, while Lu Bu and Ma Chao guarded the east and west borders of Baiyue Xianchuan.

After the Fusom tree appeared, the black prison chicken, A Da and waiter immediately moved to the tree, and they were still used to staying on the tree.

Now, it's completely safe.

Han Jue took Hidden Sect Island into the star world deep in his soul, and then continued to practice.

Strive to enter the realm of saint as soon as possible!

The immortal world after the restart of the Heavenly Dao is extremely lonely, and the blood stains after the fight of the scourge have not completely dissipated. After all, the cultivation of the creatures participating in the scourge is not weak. Their blood is also a holy object and an evil thing for mortal spirits. Heaven and earth cannot erase it in a short time.

A blink of an eye.

Thirty years have passed.

A loud bang trembled the world!

Han Jue, who was practicing, opened his eyes. His eyes passed through the Taoist temple and the mountains, and saw a huge finger falling from the sky and hitting the end of the horizon.

That's a human finger, tens of thousands of feet long, and you can still see the crimson white bones at the end.

Han Jue frowned.

Quasi-saint's fingers!

This aura is much stronger than that of Daluo Golden Immortal.

Soon, the finger disappeared at the end of the horizon, and then a terrifying wind swept over, and the mountains along the way were shattered, sweeping billions of miles, affecting the immortal river of the Baiyue Mountains.

The magic circle in the Taoist field automatically defends, and strong winds are blocked, forming a huge and visible wind wall, which is extremely spectacular. The disciples of the Hidden Sect and the You tribe can see clearly.

"What is that?"

"Whose finger fell off?"

"It seems that there is a great war in the sky."

"If we were hit..."

"When did the sect leader set up a formation on the Baiyue Xianchuan? I didn't even notice it..."

...

When the disciples of the Hidden Sect were discussing, many huge limbs appeared in the sky, scattered like rain on earth, accompanied by blood, dyeing the sea of ​​clouds red.

Han Jue narrowed his eyes and could feel that the aura of these residual limbs were different. The strongest reached the quasi-saint, and the weakest also had the cultivation level of Taiyi Jinxian.

How could there be so many?

Han Jue looked at the sky, and through the thirty layers of the sky, he saw a mysterious man in black robe with his face that could not be seen clearly, waving his sleeves, countless limbs fell out of his sleeves and sprinkled into the world.

The direction he was sensible was different, and he obviously wanted to plan the entire way of heaven.

Han Jue asked secretly: "Who is this person?"

【It is necessary to deduct 3 billion years of life, will it continue】

continue!

It looks like a saint!

[Emperor Xiao: His cultivation level is unknown, the saint of the Heavenly Dao, the disciple of the Taoist ancestor, and one of the ancestors of the demon clan]

Saint of Heavenly Way!

Han Jue frowned. This man was actually one of the ancestors of the demon clan and he was still worshipped by the Taoist ancestor?

The known saints of heaven include Nuwa, Fuxi Tian, ​​Nanji Tianzun, who are looking for the West, the leader of the Tianjue Sect, the saint of the destiny, and the saint of the destiny. Now the saints and Emperor Xiao are still missing one, and the nine saints gather together.

"I want to know why Emperor Xiao did this?" Han Jue asked in his heart.

[Four billion years of life span need to be deducted, will it continue]

Why is it more than one billion?

Han Jue chose to continue.

Immediately afterwards, he entered the evolutionary illusion.

This is a dark hall, with two figures sitting opposite each other. One of them can tell that it is Emperor Xiao, and the other one, even though he is sitting, is several times larger than Emperor Xiao, and black flames are lingering all over his body.

"The way of heaven restarts, will you be ready for the remaining bodies you collect?" asked Heiyan's figure.

Emperor Xiao replied: "It's ready."

"Well, sprinkle it on the heavens."

"Why is this?"

"These bodies are creatures with overwhelming karma and resentment. After the reboot of the Heavenly Way, they have been abandoned by the Heavenly Way. While the Heavenly Way is evolving, they can sprinkle the heavens and turn into cursed things, curse the Heavenly Way, and prepare for the demons to emerge in the future."

"Will the saints stop me?"

"I will lead them away."

"good."

The picture is broken.

Han Jue frowned, he was a demon again.

He looked up again and saw that Emperor Xiao was still scattering his body, and it was hard to imagine how many corpses this guy had collected.

Emperor Xiao suddenly looked at Han Zheng, and their eyes collided in the void.

Han Jue immediately staggered his eyes.

Above the thirty-layer sky, Emperor Xiao frowned.

"Strange, I couldn't see through that man's temple just now." Emperor Xiao murmured to himself.

He calculated with his fingers and his expression became more and more bizarre.

This person has very little cause and effect...

Even the spirit is worse than the spirit!

How did he reach such a state of practice?

Emperor Xiao became interested in Han Jue, and at the same time, he had a premonition that this person would be an obstacle to the rise of the demon clan.

[The Emperor Xiao has a good impression of you, and the current favorability is 0.5 stars]

0.5 stars?

Han Jue looked at the prompt in front of him, his expression was extremely strange.

This is the first time he has encountered 0.5 stars.

Such a low favorability is likely to become an enemy.

However, Han Jue was not worried that Emperor Xiao could not enter the immortal world with his own deity, so he would not be able to threaten him.

Emperor Xiao had too much of his body, and Han Jue was too lazy to stop him, so he was thankless.

Leave it to future generations to solve it.

When the saints come back, they should be able to come up with a way to deal with it.

Han Jue closed his eyes and continued to practice.

After one stick of incense, the sky no longer scattered its huge body, and the fairy world returned to peace.
To be continued...