Top Level Air Fortune, Secretly Trained For Thousands of Years
Fang Liang Lost, Crazy Dream
After adjusting his mentality, Han Jue started a simulation experiment.
The challenge was naturally Li Daokong.
Li Daokong's previous simulation experiment was Li Daokong in front of Tai Chi Hall, much stronger than now.
Han Jue opened his eyes after a fragrant time.
He sighed: "Father Li Daokong, I want to call you the first person in Da Luo!"
This person was extremely powerful, other than the terrifying swordsmanship, there was a treasure asylum.
If Han Jue did not have the three demon gods, he really could not kill him.
Li Daokong was not only difficult to fight, he could also injure Han Jue during a battle, which was different from the battle situation he had destroyed in the past.
The current Han Jue, under quasi-sage, was difficult to find an opponent.
Even if he was a quasi-sage, he could play against him once or twice.
A pseudo-wise man, in the final analysis, is not a wise man, just a different word.
Han Jue continued the simulated trials, hoping to find a way to kill Li Daokong within seconds.
Different methods of combat take different times.
Anyone had flaws, regardless of his cultivation level.
A few days later.
Han Jue still failed to find a way to kill Li Daokong in a matter of seconds, and it took him at least three minutes.
Han Jue came to fight, with the aim of killing Li Daokong in a split second.
The speed at which Li Daokong became stronger could be said to be visible to the naked eye. As Han Jue became stronger, he also became stronger, and it could even be said that he became stronger quickly.
Han obviously no longer simulated the trials, but took out the jade piece that Fang Liang had given him.
"Could it be the Daozu jade disc fragment that brought good luck, right?"
Han Jue was hoping to think that this was a gift from Dao Supreme asking for help earlier.
His spirit penetrated into the jade film, and he felt a strong restraint blocking it
He tried his best to attack, but was still unable to break through.
No wonder Dao Supreme gave it to him, it turned out to be unusable.
Han actually had to use the evolution function to calculate.
[3 billion years of life need to be reduced, whether to continue]
Three billion years?
It's all worthy of a heavenly saint, it's amazing!
must count!
The words in front of Han Jue changed, and an introduction appeared.
Returning to the ruins of the jade god: the most precious treasure on the road, it was said that the return to the ruins of the gods was the evolution of the path. The Taoist ancestor was responsible for the ruins of the ruins of the gods. You can freely return to the ruins of the gods, unaffected by the innate restrictions, collect seven pieces of the ruins of the gods, you can awaken the path, and control the gods of the ruins]
A one?
Isn't this just a key?
Is it useless now?
Han must have been a little disappointed, so he could only put down the jade to return to the market.
He had listened to the Guixu Divine Realm many times, but was not particularly interested.
Frankly, this was another fairy world.
The threshold was very high, and it was definitely more dangerous.
If Han Jue cultivated to be a saint and achieved invincibility in the immortal realm, then he would definitely stay in the immortal realm and would never return stronger to the ruins of the gods.
It was difficult to practice on the map to the full level. If you haven't enjoyed it yet, go to the higher level map. Isn't that looking for abuse?
Han Jue used to read fantasy novels and jump around on maps constantly, which left him exhausted.
How can there be so many interesting things in life, fewer problems, stop if you want to stop.
Han Jue thought wildly while training.
As I got older, it was easy to think of some trivial things in my previous life.
Perhaps it was because he had no experience in this life, boring and boring, not as attractive as mortal life.
But he did not regret it, and was even very grateful for every step he took.
Nothing is more important than life!
i'm...
Lingxiao Palace.
Elves and gods gathered, and the atmosphere was serious.
Fang Liang sat blankly, and glanced at everyone in the hall.
The gods would break the silence and say: "The Paradise of Fuxi is a quasi-sage. If you want to deal with him, you should ask the wise man for help, or ask the deputy leader of each sect to take action."
The fairy gods have spoken.
"Fuxi Tian was useless as a saint, and he actually took his own picture!"
"It's really too much."
"Did not the Heavenly Court have the support of the saints?"
"If you want to get rid of the human race, you must suppress Fu Xitian!"
Listening to the immortal words, Fang Liang did not reply.
He looked at Li Daokong.
Li Daokong calmly said: "Brother, you went to someone to teach senior to help."
Li Xuan'ao frowned, feeling dissatisfied, but he turned to leave honestly.
There were so many people in the court, Li Daokong always raved at him, who was too shameless.
Why don't you go?
After Li Xuan'ao left, the gods all relaxed.
Because someone teaches to take action, they don't have to die.
“Front line should not attack again, wait for teaching force to come!” fang Liang said, then waved his sleeve.
The fairy gods saluted one after another and retreated one after another.
Soon, only Fang Liang and Li Daokong were left in the hall.
Fang Liang looked at Li Daokong, his eyes confused.
Li Daokong asked: "Where is your master? How did you invite him?"
Fang Liang was silent.
Li Daokong continued: "I have no hatred, just want to discuss with him. I have a good impression of him. To be honest, I rarely have such an interest in people. Wouldn't it be wonderful if I could be a confidant? ?"
Fang Liang cursed silently, beautiful donkey!
Think I want to climb high while you teach?
Fang Liang smiled helplessly: "I really don't know. I used some kind of magical power. I can only call his master. I can't see his master. If his master is coming, I cannot control his will. "
Li Daokong frowned.
He could not forget Han Jue's sword.
Very relaxed, but full of oppression!
In Kendo, except for the saint, Li Daokong rarely met such an opponent.
He was very excited, because Han Jue wanted to learn kendo again.
Fang Liang said: "I will visit my master after the disaster is over. You must understand that my master avoids disasters, so I dare not contact you."
Li Daokong could only give up, turned around and raised his hand to leave.
After he left, Fang Liang's eyes were filled with confusion.
"What kind of existence is Shizu doing? At first, I wanted to give him a chance, but was hindered by the great path of destiny. Could he be able to control his past and future?"
Fang Liang thought to himself.
The soul wears Taikoo several times. He had changed many great abilities and even affected the saints, but he was unable to affect Han Jue. What does this mean?
Han Jue was at least a saint, or even stronger.
Fang Liang was unwilling to question his Dao Xin. Was it really necessary for him to make such a breakthrough?
Is it better to follow Han Jue?
To know that if Han Jue did not change his fate for him, how could he be the son of heaven and earth, or even be favored by a saint?
Fang Liang became even more confused as he thought about it.
He thought of Murongqi~www.mtlnovel.com~ and he didn't know when the next time he met Murongqi, which one was better?
i'm...
Time had passed thirty more years in Han Jue's practice.
Today.
[Li Mu always asks you to dream, do you accept it?]
Here again?
Han Jue chose to ignore him directly.
[Li Mu always asks you to dream, do you accept it?]
Next, this prompt popped up in panic, one every minute.
Han is completely obsessed, this old boy playing a mess?
But then again, just accept the dream, will it expose the dojo?
Han Jue decided to evolve.
[3 billion years of life need to be reduced, whether to continue]
continuing on!
The dojo is located in a dark forbidden zone, and the saints cannot be locked, even if there is a connection with the magical power of dream】