Chapter 560: Fifty Thousand Years Old, Hongmeng God is Wrathful [Third update, please give me a monthly ticket]



Chapter 560: Fifty Thousand Years Old, Hongmeng God is Wrathful [Third update, please give me a monthly ticket]

"I dare not have any extravagant hopes, but I will listen to the arrangements of the saint."

Huang Zuntian said in a deep voice and lowered his head.

Sect Leader Tianjue stared at Huang Zuntian without saying anything.

The hall fell into silence.

a long time.

Tian Jue Sect Leader said quietly: "Huang Zuntian, do you want to become a saint?"

Huang Zuntian's eyelids twitched wildly, and he said, "Of course I want to, but I want to protect Jiejiao more. Without Jiejiao, I wouldn't be where I am today."

Tian Jue Sect Leader said: "All the sects with good fortune will compete for the new holy seat. You are the only one in my Jie Sect who is most qualified. I will pave the way for you. What you need to do is to strengthen Jie Sect and increase its good fortune."

Huang Zuntian frowned and asked, "Where is Lord Jingtian?"

Tian Jue Sect Leader snorted, "He has already betrayed. His heart follows the Dark Lord. Otherwise, why would he pass the throne to you?"

Huang Zuntian was silent.

"It's settled. Within ten thousand years, I want the number of Jiejiao disciples to exceed 100 million, and the number of those in the divine realm to exceed 500!" said Sect Leader Tianjue.

Huang Zuntian cursed inwardly, saying that he was really asking for too much.

The divine realm is not that easy to cultivate!

However, facing the saint, Huang Zuntian did not dare to say a word of no.

After leaving the saint's temple, Huang Zuntian flew down the thirty-third heaven, and he couldn't help but think of the hidden door.

well.

When will the master call me back?

The Hidden Sect is already so strong, why does it want me to lie dormant? Could it be that he has a bigger ambition? Huang Zuntian didn't dare to think any further, as he was afraid that the Saint would notice if he continued to think about it.

Forget about this for now! …

Time passes slowly.

More than eight hundred years have passed.

[It is detected that you are already 50,000 years old, and your life has taken another step forward. You have the following choices]

[1. Come out of retreat immediately and take control of the Heavenly Dao. You will receive a magical power inheritance, a Dao fragment, and a treasure.]

[Second, practice in a low-key manner and pursue transcendence of the Heavenly Dao, you can obtain a fragment of the Great Dao and a Quasi-Saint-level Dojo Guardian]

Han Jue opened his eyes and smiled.

It's finally here!

Han Jue directly chose the second option.

[You choose to practice in a low-key manner, pursue transcendence of the Heavenly Dao, and obtain a fragment of the Great Dao and a Quasi-Saint-level Dojo Guardian]

Han Jue's avenue fragments finally accumulated and reached nine pieces.

Quasi-saint-level dojo guards are also very good.

This time, Han Jue planned to copy the Three Pure Ones.

The Three Pure Ones have already joined him, and his data is available in the mock trial, so there is no problem in choosing him.

[Begin copying the dojo guard]

Han Jue took out nine pieces of avenue fragments and fused them together.

Han Jue already had plans for new insights into the avenue.

He wanted to create a great magical power that could completely integrate the Taiyi Zizai Dharma.

After the nine pieces of the Great Dao fragments merged, a strong light burst out, submerging Han Jue's figure, and he then entered into the comprehension of the Great Dao.

Fairyland, an island.

A white-haired young man was meditating on the top of a mountain, facing the eastern sun, with strong winds visible to the naked eye surrounding his body.

It's the sky.

A ray of light descended from the sky and landed in front of the sky.

Tian opened one eye and saw an old Taoist with white hair and a youthful face appear.

The old Taoist smiled and said, "Heaven, if you want to practice, you need to ask for the Tao. Why don't you take me as your master?"

Tian replied: "I already have a complete name, Yitian. As for becoming a disciple, I don't need one."

Forsaken Heaven?

The old Taoist thought about it, but couldn't figure out the meaning of this name.

"If you don't become my disciple, you can only practice with your instincts. When will you be able to get out of the boundless ocean?"

"Who said I practiced by instinct?"

Yitian showed disdain on his face.

Without waiting for the old Taoist to continue asking, Yi Tian said impatiently: "Leave quickly, if you come again, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

The old Taoist frowned and said, "Why are you so stubborn?"

Yi Tian stood up suddenly, his face quickly became ferocious, his white hair stretched out and turned into thousands of poisonous snakes, his thin body began to bulge with muscles, his momentum suddenly changed, the murderous aura rising into the sky caused the sky to change, and thunderclouds suddenly gathered.

The old Taoist priest was so moved that he disappeared immediately in fear.

Yi Tian's expression relaxed and then returned to his original appearance, looking harmless.

This was not the first great monk he had driven away.

He was extremely annoyed. Why did someone always come to take him as a disciple? He was born with the method of cultivation and magical powers, and he didn't need a master at all! A thousand years had passed since he was born. His cultivation had reached the level of the Ninth Transformation Immortal Emperor, and hundreds of islands in the surrounding area were all subject to him.

He enjoyed this kind of life and didn't want to leave this ocean.

At this time, a three-headed giant eagle flew over and landed in front of him, saying respectfully: "My king, a man appeared in the north, floating on the sea. He has a strong breath and is unconscious. Our men can't bite him at all."

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Hearing this, Yitian became interested and immediately jumped and flew over to check it out.

Tens of thousands of miles away, countless birds were circling over the ocean, and many marine creatures that had not yet transformed were leaping out of the sea.

In the middle of them was a man floating, covered in blood.

It was Han Tuo.

Han Tuo was seriously injured, and white bones could be seen at his joints.

Yitian came quickly, scaring the creatures around him away.

His eyes fell on Han Tuo and his brows furrowed slightly.

For some reason, Han Tuo's aura made him feel inexplicably close to him.

He felt a sense of surprise at meeting someone of his own kind.

He raised his hand and Han Tuo broke away from the sea and fell into his hands.

He turned around and left with Han Tuo in his arms, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

A hundred mountains and fairy rivers, inside the Taoist temple.

Han Jue suddenly opened his eyes, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he looked imposing.

"This magical power is called the Wrath of the Great God. It combines the power of many demon gods and integrates them to form the most powerful magical power. It can destroy the enemy with one strike!"

Han Jue muttered to himself, and a line of words appeared in front of him:

[Congratulations on creating the great divine power - Hongmeng God's Wrath]

Han Jue called up the attribute list to check and found that forty-nine years had passed.

Seventy-seven is forty-nine. In the darkness, seven is the number that is destined for you.

Han Jue began a simulated trial to test the wrath of the Hongmeng God.

Hit Li Muyi and kill him instantly!

Hit Qiu Xilai and kill him instantly!

Attack Nanji Tianzun and kill him instantly!

Hit the life machine saint and kill instantly!

Although he did not kill Wufa Tianzun instantly, Han Jue was no longer passive and had the upper hand.

Han Jue challenges Patriarch Xitian.

The angry Hongmeng God scraped the Xitian Patriarch but did not cause any harm at all.

In one simulated trial after another, Han Jue became more and more proficient in the use of the Hongmeng Divine Wrath.

In the realm of saints, no one can withstand the wrath of Hongmeng God! Even if it is a saint of the Heavenly Dao, the wrath of Hongmeng God can cut off the destiny of the Heavenly Dao with one blow and send him to death!

Han Jue was very satisfied.

During this time, the guard of the Taoist temple had been successfully copied and was staying in the corner of the Taoist temple, waiting for Han Jue's orders.

"From now on, your name is Cao Cao. Go practice outside."

Han Jue spoke.

Cao Cao immediately bowed and left respectfully.

Han Jue's Three Kingdoms army expanded again with a general.

He was in a good mood and checked his email.

Soon, his brows furrowed because of an email: [Your son Han Tuo was attacked by the Dark Lord and was seriously injured]

(End of this chapter)


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