Chapter 735 Han Jue's Anxiety [asking for monthly tickets]
"If I kill the Despair Spirit now, will the Chaos Gods hunt me down?"
Han Jue asked in his heart, he was not blinded by the murderous intent.
It would be bad if you bring about greater fatal disaster just to satisfy your momentary pleasure.
[One quadrillion years of lifespan needs to be deducted, do you want to continue?]
continue!
【Won't】
Han Jue couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
etc.
Could it be that the Chaos God doesn't care about the Spirit of Despair at all, and this guy is just taking advantage of the power of the other side?
"How can I anger the Chaos God?"
[One quadrillion years of lifespan needs to be deducted, do you want to continue?]
continue!
[The Chaos God will only become angry and take action if Chaos is endangered]
Danger to Chaos...
Hiss——
What did Patriarch Xitian do?
Han Jue couldn't help but think of the ancestor Xitian who was suppressed by the Chaos and Unconsciousness. The ancestor looked fine.
Deal with the Desperate Spirit first, and then come back to tell fortunes for the ancestor.
Han Jue immediately sent a dream to the Evil Emperor.
In a dream.
As soon as the Evil Emperor opened his eyes, Han Jue said directly: "Summon me!"
The dream ended.
In the primordial void, the Evil Emperor opened his eyes and frowned.
The creatures from the Heavenly Palace and the Tower of the Great Dao gathered around, surrounded by a huge protective formation. Outside the formation, the saints of the Great Dao were besieging a figure surrounded by black air.
The figure was huge and burly, and his skin and flesh could not be seen clearly, but his armor could be vaguely seen shining with cold light. He wore a bronze mask on his face, which made him look like a bull monster, but also had the ferocious face of a wolf.
"What's wrong?"
Zhou Fan noticed the abnormality of the Evil Emperor and couldn't help but ask.
The battle had been going on for some time. Although they had the help of the Great Saints, they were still injured by the aftermath of the battle.
The Evil Emperor did not answer, he was hesitating.
Do you want to summon Han Jue?
Han Jue has been scared away now. He definitely doesn't come back because he has become stronger. It has only been such a short time. He can only come back because he couldn't bear to see them being persecuted.
The power of the Desperate Dao Spirit is much stronger than his life. Even when facing twenty-three Dao Saints, he is still at ease.
The other side.
Han Jue waited for a while, but was still not called.
He thought that the Evil Emperor had met with an accident, so he quickly sent a dream to Zhou Fan, asking Zhou Fan to perform the spell to summon the spirit.
After waking up from the dream, Zhou Fan immediately began to perform the spell to summon the gods.
The Evil Emperor sensed his movements and instantly guessed what he was going to do. He quickly stopped him and said in a deep voice, "The other party is coming for your master. Once your master comes, he will definitely become the other party's target. If he doesn't come, the Desperate Dao Spirits will fight with the Dao Saints for a while and then disperse."
When Zhou Fan heard it, he thought it made sense.
After all, the Desperate Dao Spirit is a Dao god, and the Dao saints are all beings that transcend all living things. How could they just shout for fighting and killing at every turn?
Zhou Fan has been wandering in the Chaos for a long time. Except for lunatics like Ming, the fight between powerful people often does not turn into a life-and-death battle. The higher the cultivation level, the more they care about face. The battle ahead is also a battle of wills.
The desperate Taoist spirit wanted to kill Han Jue but failed, and was scolded by the Great Dao Saint, feeling humiliated.
The saints of the Great Dao have been harboring grievances for a long time, and after cursing, they naturally cannot surrender. In the final analysis, it is also a dispute of wills.
Zhou Fan seriously suspected that after this battle, these people became talkative and laughing again.
Just like the Evil Emperor and the Great Saints, they had hatred against each other in the past.
Han Jue and the Great Saints were also at fault, but when the Great Saints came forward, it was as if Han Jue was their relative or friend.
After thinking it through, Zhou Fan gave up the idea of using the spell to summon the gods.
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Inside the Taoist temple.
Han Jue sat on the thirty-sixth-grade black lotus of reincarnation and destruction with a frown on his face.
What's going on?
None of you summon me?
Han Jue felt insulted.
He guessed that Xie Tiandi and Zhou Fan might be afraid that he could not defeat them.
How outrageous!
I finally mustered up the courage to fight back, and you actually questioned me!
Han Jue appeared in Han Tuo's dream again.
In the dream, Han Jue was extremely stern this time: "Call me immediately, I can kill him!"
"If you don't summon me within ten breaths, the relationship between father and son will be severed from now on!"
The dream was shattered.
Han Tuo opened his eyes with a complicated expression.
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His heart was filled with emotion.
In his opinion, Han Jue was too worried about him, which was why he asked them to perform the summoning technique again and again, and even threatened them with the relationship between father and son.
etc!
Could it be that what my father said was true?
Han Tuo suddenly thought of this.
If you think about it carefully, the path my father has taken in the past was to crush everyone's impression of him step by step.
Han Tuo would also suffer such doubts and did not want others to look down on him.
After thinking about it, Han Tuo gritted his teeth and began to perform the spell to summon the gods.
The Evil Emperor frowned and shouted, "What do you want to do?"
Han Tuo gritted his teeth and said, "He said he could kill!"
Immediately, he ignored the evil emperor's obstruction and continued to perform the spell of summoning gods.
Xie Tiandi and Zhou Fan were stunned, and the other people around them were confused. Only Chu Shiren understood that they were discussing the art of summoning gods.
Chu Shiren was also full of trust in Han Jue. In his opinion, as long as Han Jue dared to do it, he would be able to succeed. Without complete certainty, Han Jue would not act rashly.
The black vortex appeared again, right behind Han Tuo.
A figure slowly walked out of the black vortex.
It’s Han Jue!
Seeing Han Jue, everyone felt inexplicably at ease, including the heavenly soldiers and generals and the commanders of the Tower of the Great Dao.
They have already witnessed Han Jue's terrifying strength. A total of thirteen lives were suppressed by him!
Han Jue ignored everyone and his eyes fell on the Desperate Dao Spirit.
The Desperate Dao Spirit was surrounded by the power of the Dao. The moment Han Jue appeared, his power of the Dao suddenly dropped.
It was not that Han Jue scared the Taoist Spirit of Despair, but that Han Jue dispelled the despair that the Taoist Spirit of Despair brought to the Heavenly Palace and the Tower of the Tao.
This is the Avenue of Despair! The more despair there is around you, the stronger the power of despair will be.
Han Jue suddenly understood why the Desperate Dao Spirit wanted to stop the Daoists in front of the gate of the Dao. This was to plant the fear factor in advance. When a real conflict occurred, the fear factor would easily turn into despair, making the Desperate Dao Spirit stronger in battle.
After figuring it out, Han Jue admired the Desperate Dao Spirit a little bit. Although he seemed arrogant, he was actually full of calculations.
But what a pity!
You still have to die! Han Jue immediately used the Taiyi Zizai Dharma Image, and a series of demonic Dharma images appeared above his head and quickly drilled into his body. They kept appearing and then drilling into his body, dazzling the people around him.
Although Xie Tiandi and others did not understand what Han Jue was doing, the images of the demon gods were enough to make them feel awe.
Han Tuo's eyes widened.
He thought Han Jue only had dozens of demon gods, but now...
Hundreds of them! He was shocked.
Yitian secretly envied that Brother Han Tuo really had a good father.
Born without a father or a mother, he has actually always longed for family affection, but he only despised it in words.
Soon, Han Jue integrated all five hundred and forty-nine images of the demon gods into himself. Although he could not exert the level of one times five hundred and forty-nine, it was definitely more than a hundred.
Han Jue wanted to kill the Desperate Dao Spirit in one strike!
I won't give you the chance to despair!
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