Han Jue no longer considered the ambitions of the saints, and it would not affect him anyway.

It is enough to curse the Saint of Life and Ji to be crazy. If you continue to curse it, the way of heaven may collapse again.

Han Jue just wants to hide in the temple and practice.

Three years later.

"I, the Taoist Taoist of Heaven, set up a temple to preach in the extreme south and the sea of ​​red green, to tell the sermons, tell the way of immortality and holy paths to all living beings. A hundred years later, all living beings can come to listen to the sermons and comprehend the power of immortality!"

A voice resounded throughout the immortal world. Han Jue calculated that the other party was just a Daluo Golden Immortal.

How dare the Daluo Golden Immortal preach the holy way?

It's really a search for death!

Not afraid of offending the saints?

Then I thought about it and the other party might be a disciple of a saint.

Han Jue shook his head and laughed.

In the next thousand years, powerful people will send voices to the entire fairy world, preaching sermons, and there will be a trend of controversy among hundreds of schools of thought.

Thousands of years later, Han Jue finally approached the perfection of the quasi-saint realm.

It has been nearly seven thousand years since the last breakthrough.

Han Jue was surging, and first cursed the Saint of Life and celebrated.

Five days later, the curse ended and Han Jue continued to practice.

Make a big move!

The impact is complete!

At the same time, uninvited guests were welcomed outside the fairy river of Baiyue.

These three creatures with a human figure and a non-human appearance came to the top of a hillside. The head was a creature with an eagle head, wearing a purple robe with a red edge.

The eagle-headed creature frowned and said, "The divine thoughts are completely invisible, and they are worthy of being the first forbidden place in the fairy world."

The snake-headed creature next to him asked, "Brother, are we going to break through?"

The eagle-headed creature shook his head and said, "You can't act rashly before you have a certain grasp. It's not easy for us, the three immortals of Qu Jun, and we can't be careless. There are many powerful people in the fairy world. If there are powerful people in the hundreds of mountains and fairy rivers, we must be polite."

Upon hearing this, the other two creatures looked at each other and nodded silently.

So, the three immortals of Qu Jun began to take root nearby and build their own cave.

Under the Fuso tree.

The black prison chicken cried out: "There are three transformed creatures living outside the immortal river of the Baiyue Mountains, all of which are immortal emperors."

Ada snorted: "What's the mere Immortal Emperor about?"

The waiter nodded.

Immortal Emperor?

Hidden Sect has the least shortage of Immortal Emperors!

After so many years, they and the You clan have begun to attack the Divine Realm!

Chaos Tiangou asked curiously: "They don't want to trespass on our Baiyue Xianchuan, are they?"

"No?"

"Tsk tsk, do you think they're a dog-brained person?"

"What does it mean? Be kind to you, he is the son of the chicken!"

"You... are not humans!"

"No matter how much you say, don't bully Tsungo, I have the support of the two guardians now, which is amazing."

The disciples of the Hidden Sect under the Fusang tree began to chat, talking and laughing, but they didn't take Qu Jun's three immortals seriously.

Not to mention the Immortal Emperor, even if the quasi-saint attacks, the disciples of the Hidden Sect will not panic.

Five hundred years later.

Han Jue finally reached the point where he could break through. He was in a happy mood and immediately began to retreat.

When he was in seclusion, the three immortals of Qu Jun could no longer sit still.

They began to try to break into the Baiyue Xianchuan, but were blocked by the formation.

“Bold!”

A violent shout came, which scared Qu Jun and the three immortals retreated.

A man in white appeared in the air inside the Baiyue Fairy River, looking down at Qu Jun and the Three Immortals.

Expert!

The three immortals Qu Jun were shocked by the other party's temperament, as if they had seen the legendary saint.

The Eagle-headed immortal spoke, "We are the three immortals of Qu Jun, and we are here to visit the Baiyue Xianchuan. Before this incident, we have been there for five hundred years and have not seen anyone, so we took the initiative to break into the trap. I hope that seniors will not be angry. In addition, can we accept my three immortals?"

The man in white frowned and said, "I can't accept you? I can't make the decision. I advise you to give up. Even if you are a quasi-saint, you will never break in."

Can't make decisions?

The Eagle-headed Immortal asked carefully: "You are counting in the Baiyue Xianchuan..."

"Recorded disciple! It's insignificant, but I live in the border area, so I come to stop you and advise you not to do anything randomly, otherwise my hidden sect can destroy your body and spirit in one breath." The man in white said impatiently.

A registered disciple?

The three immortals of Qu Jun were shocked. At this time, the man in white turned around and left and quickly disappeared.

The snakehead immortal said excitedly: "Brother, there are really great powers here!"

The Eagle-headed immortal took a deep breath and said, "We must never leave. Since the powerful people of Baiyue Xianchuan did not attack us, it means that they have compassion in their hearts. As long as we show enough sincerity, we will definitely impress them, let alone our qualifications are not bad!"

The other two immortals nodded in agreement.

They call themselves the Three Immortals, but they know that they are not immortals at all.

They need a backer!

So, Qu Jun and the three immortals continued to stay near the Baiyue Fairy River. Every once in a while, they would come to the formation to kowtow together, hoping to impress the powerful.

that's all.

Fifty years have passed.

Han Jue's breakthrough was successful!

The surge in magic power and the feeling of becoming stronger brought great satisfaction to Han Jue's emptiness.

He called up the properties panel to view:

【Name: Han Jue】

[Life-life race: Hongmeng Demon God (Emperor Wuliang)]

[Cultivation: Quasi-Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal Realm Complete]

[Technique: Hongmeng Reincarnation Avenue (Big Way Level), Zhoutian Body Tempering Method]

[Big Road: The Great Way of Life and Death, the Great Way of Cause and Effect, the Great Way of Essence]

...

Lifespan has not doubled, increasing by one third.

Next, Han Jue can attack the proof!

It took Han Jue twenty-seven years to consolidate his cultivation.

After a few more months, he raised all the sword magical powers to the limit.

Han Jue was about to practice Taiyi Free Dharma Image when Han Shutian came to seek a look.

Han Jue let him enter the Taoist temple.

Han Duotian knelt down in front of Han Jue and said, "Master, recently, many creatures of transformation have come from Baiyue Xianchuan, all from various sects of fortune. It is rumored that Baiyue Xianchuan has Hongmeng purple qi used to prove the truth. This is not good."

His face was solemn.

The formation of the Baiyue Xianchuan is powerful, but it cannot withstand the gathering of creatures in the world.

Han Jue said: "Come on, they can't break in."

Hongmeng purple qi?

I don’t know who is doing it, so I will deal with him later!

Han Jue just wants to prove the truth first now.

Han Duotian asked carefully: "I heard from the creatures outside that it was said by the saint, and this is of great significance. Who doesn't believe the words of the saint? Maybe even the quasi-saint will come. Can our formations be blocked?"

Han Jue's eyes turned cold and said, "Control your own affairs and practice more. The Hidden Sect has experienced many disasters, and has never seen any great storms? Don't spread such remarks in the Sect to affect others' cultivation. Do you understand?"

In an instant, Han Duotian felt a sense of terrifying oppression, almost suffocated, and nodded quickly.

Han Jue waved his hand and signaled him to leave.

Han Duotian hurriedly left the Taoist temple.

"saint?"

Han Jue looked at it with disdain. He did not directly consider any saint. At this critical moment, he definitely could not curse the saint directly. Once the curse was cursed, his identity might be exposed.

Anyway, it would be useless even if the saint breaks in in person.

Han Jue now has only one goal.
Chapter completed!