One million trillion years!

It is comparable to the ancient desolate god, half a step to create!

Han Jue's heart sank. It turns out that Gu Huang really has unknown powers hidden?

Yes, Han Jue is now strong enough, but he still cannot see through some unknown areas of chaos. Without the protection of his powerful power, how could he not be able to peek?

Han Jue chose to continue.

He can still afford it for one million years!

Han Jue followed in the evolutionary illusion.

He opened his eyes and found himself in a dim space, surrounded by strange purple aura, and a giant shadow floating in the distance from all directions.

Han Jue found nine figures gathered in front of him.

They are arguing.

"Chaos? It's just a hypothesis!"

"It's ridiculous. With the Hongmeng Demon God being suppressed, we can't even show our heads!"

"Yes, why are you planning here? His power is too strong. We are not an opponent at all. Hongmeng cannot control it. It is even more delusional to open up chaos."

"Brother's idea cannot be realized. Even if chaos is opened up, so what? With the Hongmeng Demon God, even if chaos exists, it doesn't make sense..."

...

These nine figures spoke languages ​​that Han Jue had never heard before, but his realm was there. Han Jue could understand what they mean and translated them into his own language in his mind.

Han Jue raised his eyebrows.

Could it be the Ninth Chaos and the eight Hongmeng Spirits in front of him?

He recorded the relevant information when he checked the information of the Ninth Chaos before. The first eight Hongmeng spirits failed to open up Chaos, and only the Ninth Chaos succeeded.

What are they plotting?

If it is only related to chaos, how could it threaten Han Jue?

A figure spoke, "We have to open up chaos one after another, try one by one, inherit the failed experience of our predecessors, and put our hope on our ninth brother."

The other seven figures looked at the thinnest figure.

Han Jue guessed that it was the ninth Chaos.

The Ninth Chaos said anxiously: "If all the brothers fall, I will never live alone. It is not my idea to open up Chaos!"

"Actually, isn't it good for us to be like this? The Hongmeng Demon God did not oppress us, but just did not allow us to create Hongmeng spirits like us."

His words aroused the rebukes of the eight Hongmeng spirits, and they were so scared that they dared not speak again.

The Ninth Chaos at this moment is completely different from the Ninth Chaos that Han Jue imagines. They are not so profound and absolutely invincible, and they are more like a young boy.

A Hongmeng Spirit spoke, "Even if we fail, we can leave a backhand. We will leave a trace of origin mark for our ninth brother. If we fail, we will wait for our ninth brother to resurrect us in the future and put our hope on our ninth brother."

Han Jue suddenly realized that the eight Hongmeng spirits were about to be resurrected and then leaned against the Ninth Chaos, they would naturally rise strongly, and it is very likely that they would threaten him.

Not long after, the evolutionary illusion ended, and the subsequent conversations were all about how to open up chaos, which had nothing to do with Han Jue.

Consciousness returned to the body, Han Jue opened his eyes.

"I want to know which Hongmeng Spirit has been resurrected?"

[A trillion-year life span needs to be deducted, will it continue]

You have not grown to the stage of ancient desolate gods, right?

Han Jue's heart sank to the bottom.

He immediately chose to continue.

A tall figure appeared in his mind, and lines of words popped up in front of his eyes:

[Zhao Shuangquan: In the early stage of the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, the eighth Chaos Reincarnation of the Hongmeng Spirit, the saint disciple, the disciple of the Hidden Sect, and the natural creation]

The Eighth Chaos Reincarnation!

Strange, why is there no prompt to trigger the innate fortune?

Han Jue calculated with his fingers that Zhao Shuangquan was born in the past 100,000 years, and he stayed in the third hall again, away from the way of heaven.

It is worth mentioning that Zhao Shuangquan is also Su Qi's personal disciple, with a strange phenomenon when he was born, but this situation is not unique in the way of heaven. At present, Zhao Shuangquan has not yet shown his unique talent.

This is difficult to deal with.

This is a disciple.

Han Jue felt that the eighth chaos was born in the way of heaven, which was by no means accidental.

"I want to know that the Ninth Chaos Arrangement The Eighth Chaos was born in the Heavenly Way, but I want to plot against me?"

[Number of billions of years of lifespan need to be deducted, will it continue]

continue!

【No calculation yet】

Han Jue breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the previous shouting of the ancient desolate god was still very effective.

It is estimated that the Ninth Chaos is because he is afraid that someone will harm his brother, so it is safer to put it in the way of heaven.

However, no calculations are currently in effect, which also means that calculations may be made in the future.

After all, Han Jue had previously considered that Zhao Shuangquan threatened him.

"Forget it, this guy needs time to grow up. At worst, he can find a chance to enslave him. Besides, how can he grow up with me?"

Han Jue thought silently and felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

He seems to be invincible, but at the moment, there will always be variables.

If the change of strength in this world is never determined by talent, opportunity is more important.

Just like Huang Zuntian, he was as qualified as a leader, and he had already walked in front of his disciples with great opportunity.

"If you have the chance, you should look at the disciples of the Hidden Sect."

Han Jue thought silently.

He immediately sent a message to all his personal disciples, and gathered in the immortal river of the Baiyue Mountains in 100,000 years later, including Li Daokong, who was in the power of life, and asked Li Xuan'ao to prepare for this grand event in the Hidden Sect.

This time, Han Jue planned to bring the Demon God Legion to the Baiyue Xianchuan, but their bloodline still needs to be concealed.

After arranging everything, he continued to practice.

However, the disciples in person were not calm.

Millions of years have passed, and this is the first hidden party!

In the projection of the Ten Thousand Worlds, personal disciples appeared one after another.

"Have you heard the Master's arrangement?"

"I heard that this is a good thing. I haven't seen each other for a long time. It's time to get together."

"Yes, if it weren't for the projection of all worlds, our relationship would have been alienated long ago."

"It's still great for Master. He has such supernatural powers that can cover chaos."

"Hahaha, let you see my style at that time."

The disciples chatted excitedly.

I don’t know who led the lead, but they started talking about their respective apprentices.

They are no longer the immature appearance they used to be. They each have their own Taoist traditions, let alone disciples, and there are even people who have reproduced and founded their families.

The news soon reached Han Huang's ears. Han Huang was not in the projection of the world, but it was said that the disciples could pass the message through the gate of the Great Dao.

Generally speaking, the area where the gate of the Great Dao is located is not private, and few powerful people spread news here, but this matter is not shameful, so it spread to Han Huang.

Han Huang was very excited and wanted to meet his father's disciples, so he immediately told the Evil Heaven Emperor about this.

"Hahaha, this is a good thing. Your father has been in seclusion for a long time. If he doesn't meet, he may not know if the disciples have run away."

The Evil Emperor smiled and was deeply attracted by Han Huang's heart.

He turned his words and said meaningfully: "Wang'er, you have to go this time, and help me... Cough, you understand."
Chapter completed!