The dream is still the woods outside the Yuqing Holy Sect.

When the Evil Emperor saw Han Jue, he smiled and said, "How are you doing lately?"

"It's okay, what's the matter?"

Han Jue asked straight to the point, unable to wait.

The Evil Emperor secretly confused his attitude and said, "The head of the gods has fallen, he has created the native gods, and this race may threaten you."

Han Jue said: "That's it?"

"No, why did the head of the god fall?"

Emperor Xie Tian rolled his eyes and said, "Don't pretend, you must have known for a long time. If I hadn't known who killed him, I would have thought it was you who did it myself."

Han Jue shook his head and said, "How is it possible? The tens of millions of years has not arrived yet."

The Evil Emperor said: "I am here to find you today. I have something to ask you to help you."

Han Jue's expression shone and his eyes were slightly bright.
Chapter completed!