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Chapter 507 Drive away tigers and swallow wolves, the strongest in the battle immortal world

After sending Li Daokong, Han Jue asked secretly: "Does the saint want to enter the fairy world to kill me?"

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

continue!

【yes】

Han Jue frowned, and was really caught by Li Dao Kong.

He took out the book of doom and decided to cause trouble for the saints.

You cannot curse Li Muyi or the saint of the Chan Sect directly, you have to find a way to drive away the tiger and swallow the wolf.

Have it!

Han Jue decided to curse and beg for the West, and didn't use much force, just scare it.

On the surface, he still has a friendly relationship with Qiu Xilai. Qiu Xilai will not doubt him, but will only doubt other saints.

Saints such as Li Muyi would not doubt Han Jue's head. They were thinking about dealing with Han Jue, but Han Jue was going to provoke other saints at this time, which made it impossible.

In this way, Han Jue began to curse and beg for the West.

Five days later, his life span began to decline.

Just curse for five days, it’s too much scraping and it’s meaningless.

At least you have to curse the other party to be upset, and your lifespan should be between one trillion years and ten trillion years.

Han Jue felt that it would be almost done after spending three trillion years.

...

Thirty-three levels outside the sky, the Western Hall.

Qiulai frowned.

He was once again targeted by the dark confinement master!

This time, he clearly felt that the Dark Forbidden Lord's curse was much stronger than before.

He thought of the tragic situation of the Saint of Fate Ji, and couldn't help but feel palpitations.

“Who is it?”

As I came to the West, my eyes flashed. The Dark Lord must be one of the saints of heaven. This is a recognized fact in the circle of saints. Apart from them, there is only the ancestor Xitian. It is impossible for the ancestor Xitian to do such a thing.

I started to recall the recent period of time and felt that Li Muyi was the most likely.

Li Muyi asked him to control Han Jue before, but he refused.

But the cause and effect are too obvious. If he were Li Muyi, he would definitely not curse himself directly.

Li Muyi is famously scheming at the level of a saint.

If it wasn't Li Muyi, it might have been instructed by Li Muyi.

Qiulai has always doubted the three Taoist sects and the authentic Taoist sects. If you want to get rid of the saints, you can only use curses.

Could it be the leader of the Tianjue Sect?

wrong!

The Antarctic Heavenly Lord!

This guy doesn't like him the most.

It is also possible for the saint to be in peace today. This guy is elusive without showing off the mountain or showing off.

He even feared the Saint of Jin'an even more because he did not know the weakness of Saint of Jin'an. Although Li Muyi was strong, he cared too much about his face and was easy to target.

The power of the curse is still strengthening, and the more I think about it, the more annoyed I feel, the more I become, and the anger is aggravated.

...

After spending three trillion years of life, Han Jue gave up the book of Doom and was satisfied.

He thought about it and began to curse Emperor Xiao again.

Except for the three Taoist sects, they all curse them so that they can cause trouble to the east and all doubt Taoist sects.

He spent another three trillion years.

Now it's stable.

Han Jue thought silently and then put away the Book of Doom.

After everything was arranged, Han Jue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

very nice.

I hope you fight quickly!

Han Jue smiled and continued to practice.

If you come to the West, Emperor Xiao is not a good person and will definitely cause trouble for other saints. Once the two of them have decided, they will soon suspect the saints of the Three Sects.

Time continues to pass.

Years passed.

There are people who break through the Hidden Sect every year, and the number of registered disciples has exceeded one million, and it is still increasing rapidly.

It has to be said that these registered disciples have strong reproduction ability and are almost catching up with the human race. Han Duotian realized this problem and hurriedly stopped it.

Three hundred years later.

A sensible figure appeared in the Hidden Sect, a monkey and a monkey!

He rose too fast in the century-old competition. After all, he is already a disciple of Li Xuan'ao and is qualified to participate in the simulation trial. His performance has also been recognized by other disciples. Everyone is becoming more and more familiar with him, making him look like a star of tomorrow in the eyes of registered disciples. Most registered disciples admire him very much.

Han Jue knew about this and expected that Li Xuan'ao was building momentum for the monkey, but he didn't take it seriously.

The more powerful the Tongbang monkey is, the stronger the Hidden Sect appears to be. You can't always have a few people.

Han Jue even supports such behavior, hoping that all the second generation of disciples can cultivate admirable disciples.

This day.

Han Jue was about to get up and go out to preach when he suddenly caught a breath that was coming quickly towards the Baiyue Xianchuan.

Very strong!

Better than the quasi-sacred capital he met!

He looked closely and saw a huge figure of Taoist man rising from the sky. Looking closely, it was not ascending, but that the other party was approaching quickly.

In front of this Taoist, everything in the world seemed short, and he said that it was at least one million feet tall, or even more.

He had white hair, a green Taoist robe, and his eyes were sharp, as if he could see through the world and everything. His eyes had already fallen on the immortal river of the hundred mountains. Han Jue looked over and felt that the other party was looking at him.

Han Jue immediately used a simulation trial to test.

[Sanqing Holy Ancestor: The quasi-saint realm is perfect, the strongest in the fairy world]

boom!

The Three Pure One's Holy Ancestor slapped the Baiyue Fairy River with one palm, and the space was distorted, forming a transparent groove visible to the naked eye. The picture was shocking, like the sky collapsed.

The earth was shaking and the mountains attracted all the disciples to go out. They looked up and saw the Three Pure Land Saint Ancestors overlooking the immortal river of the Hundred Mountains. They were all dumbfounded and unbelievable.

"Who is this?"

"I haven't seen it before! Could it be a saint?"

"Sage? Is it the leader of the Tianjue Sect?"

"what to do?"

"Don't panic, the formation has not been broken yet!"

The disciples exclaimed in surprise and panic began to spread.

The Three Pure Ones waved their palms again and hit the immortal river of Baiyue, but were still isolated by the Taoist formation and did not cause substantial damage to the Taoist temple.

This time, the Sanqing Holy Ancestor frowned.

"What's going on?"

The Three Pure Ones were surprised. Why could he not break the formation by using all his strength?

He took out a golden ruler from his sleeve and knocked it down one foot, like a golden river falling from the sky and being blocked in the sky.

Han Jue walked out of the temple, and the divine light bursting from the yin and yang protection of the birthday and moon covered his body.

The Three Pure Ones saw Han Jue at a glance.

His intuition told him that this person was very dangerous.

Han Jue directly condensed the magic form of the Tiangang Demon God and quickly rose up, as majestic as the Three Pure Ones.

The Tiangang Demon God did not say a word and punched it out with one punch. The terrifying aura suffocated everyone in the dojo.

"Here you come!"

Li Daokong's eyes lit up, and his eyes were staring at the Tiangang Demon God with a burning look.

He was often beaten by the Tiangang Demon God during the simulation trials, and he could not forget this terrifying Dharma image.

At the feet of the Three Pure Ones and the Demon God of Tiangang, all living beings are as small as sand.

boom!

The fist wind of the Tiangang Demon God collided with the Sanqing Saint Ancestor, directly shocking the Sanqing Saint Ancestor, and the golden ruler in his hand trembled violently.

The Three Pure One's Holy Ancestor showed a look of fear on his face.

What a domineering power!

This is the past ancestor witch!

The Tiangang Demon God continued to punch, and the magic image of the Demon God flew directly out of the Taoist temple, jumped, and punched the Three Pure Ones when they fell. The terrifying strong wind directly crushed the surface and the mountains and rivers were shattered.
Chapter completed!
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