Chapter 617: 615： Top of the Week

Back in Baiyue Xianchuan, Han Jue sat on the 36th-Rank Reincarnation Black Lotus.

He discussed an hour with the Xuandu Saint Venerable, and finally decided to wait for the reincarnation space to develop for a period of time before forcing the Chaos Demon God to appear.

Han Jue didn't even calculate where the Chaos Demon God was.

Unlike the Xuandu Holy Venerable, Han Jue was only interested in participating in this matter, and he didn't have to do anything, so his mood was not as eager as the Xuandu Holy Venerable.

The killing of the Dark Lord caused Han Jue's hatred of 26 mighty men. For the next period of time, he had to keep a low profile.

Han Jue decided to keep a low profile for thousands of years and curse these guys again.

Han Jue called out the email to see the recent changes in the circle of friends.

[Your good friend Xietian inherits the inheritance of your enemy, the Dark Lord, and his Taoism rises sharply]

[Your friend Yang Du was attacked by a mysterious race] x392092

[Your friend Qiushilai encounters a mysterious curse]

[Your friend Fu Xitian was attacked by a mysterious power, and died.]

[Your friend Fu Xitian encounters your enemy Nuwa Empress resurrected and becomes a free saint]

[Your apprentice Yang Tiandong suffered a mysterious and powerful attack and was seriously injured]

[Your disciple Sun Fangliang received the initiation of your friend Dao Zu Dai, and Dao Xing rose greatly]

...

Xie Tiandi...

Seeing his situation, Han Jue sighed silently.

The Xietian Emperor is a way to go to darkness. As everyone knows, the patron of the Dark Lord is the patron of the Heavenly Dao saints.

Going around, the Xietian Emperor is still just a pawn, unable to break through those powerful cages.

Looking further down, Han Jue had a bad feeling about what happened to Fu Xitian.

After Fuxi Tian's death, a hardline saint will inevitably descend, just like the inability to heaven before, and once again set off an internal fight in the circle of saints. When the next catastrophe comes, the saints will fight inwardly and it will be difficult to unite.

Han Jue had already considered the plan of returning to the ruins of the gods, but he couldn't say it.

His only advantage is that those great abilities don't know that he already knows the truth.

Han Jue would use this to break them apart.

These great abilities cannot be absolutely united!

After reading the email, Han Jue continued to practice.

He is waiting for the time to curse.

It’s been a long time since I’ve been cursed, I miss it.

It's time for the Dark Forbidden to re-emerge!

...

The underworld, by the yellow spring.

Yang Tiandong was meditating, and Houtu Empress appeared above Huangquan.

Feeling her breath, Yang Tiandong quickly opened his eyes and saluted him.

Houtu Niangniang asked: "I have investigated, and I still don’t know who attacked you. Recently, I have strengthened the guard of the underworld. Not long ago, the saints left the immortal world to deal with the dark saints. The saints of Fuxitian sacrificed, and the heavenly crisis may be a crisis. This is just the beginning. The underground palace is the lowest level of the heavenly realm, and it may become a breakthrough point for unknown enemies."

Yang Tiandong frowned and said, "Manny, my cultivation base is very weak, I am afraid it will be difficult to shelter the underworld..."

"Don't worry, I will let the King of the Eighteen Hades return. They are all Daluo Jinxian. This is also the greatest power accumulated by the underworld."

Eighteen big Luo Jinxian!

Yang Tiandong's eyelids jump wildly, so powerful?

While he was relieved, he was a little worried.

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The return of the 18th King of the Ancient Hades is bound to affect his status.

He won't be unloaded to kill a donkey, will he?

Houtu Niangniang continued: "I will leave the immortal world for a period of time. I will discuss everything with the Great Hades. I have a wide range of people and can cope with all situations."

"Understood."

Houtu Empress disappeared, Yang Tiandong got up and left.

On the way back, Yang Tiandong was worried and always felt that something big was about to happen.

the other side.

The immortal world is still running on its own, and the battle of the saints has not spread. The souls rescued by the saints are still locked in the saint dojo. It is only because they have the power of darkness that they must be completely eliminated in order to make the saints feel at ease.

In the last tens of thousands of years, the most prestigious power in the fairy world is Da San Tian.

Raising the top of the Heavenly Dao Qi Luck list, mastering the first mortal realm, the Santian Sect created by him is spread all over the immortal realm, and its momentum is increasing day by day.

Since Fuzhou Shenshan became a fierce land, Li Daokong’s reputation has also plummeted. I don’t know who is secretly spreading his past as a big disciple of the teaching staff. For a time, the labels of bloodthirsty and traitor all fell on Li Daokong, and Li Dakong did not defend himself. , Do it its own way.

Li Daokong did not develop well, but the Virgin Church supported by the Hidden Gate developed very smoothly. It has absorbed countless female disciples. Coupled with Huang Zuntian's constant care, the alliance between the two religions has greatly helped each other.

The Celestial Clan also sends fairy gods to visit the Church of Our Lady from time to time, and the Church of Our Lady has become a major force.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, the heavenly beings have forgotten the hidden door, but the power on the hidden door is already terrifying.

This day.

Bu Zhou Shenshan welcomed a human monk. He was dressed in a green robe, with a magnificent appearance, and his face was not too outstanding. He had the cultivation base of the Taiyi Dixian, and he was not too powerful.

After entering the mountain, he hurried towards the top of the mountain.

When he came to the middle of the mountain, a sky thunder suddenly came, almost smashing him to death.

"go back."

Li Daokong's voice sounded, extremely indifferent.

The man in the green robe gritted his teeth and said, "In Xia Nai, a human monk, Meng Xiao, I didn't mean to disturb the seniors. I want to ascend the highest peak of the immortal world and sue the immortal gods for injustice!"

His eyes were decisive, without a trace of fear.

"Then you go to the thirteenth floor, Xiu will disturb Zhou Qingjing."

Li Daokong's voice sounded again, already with a trace of impatience.

Meng Xiao knelt down, holding his fist and said: "Humans are not allowed to go to the thirteenth floor of the sky. I can't meet the ancestors in person. I can only come to the **** of the mountain. It is said that standing on the top of the mountain of the gods of the week, you can talk about the 33rd floor of the sky. , I only have this way!"

"I hope seniors will allow me, otherwise I can only die under the hands of seniors. I have no worries in my entire life!"

boom!

When a sky thunder fell, Meng Xiao was instantly scorched and rolled down the hillside.

But he quickly stabilized his figure, stood up trembling all over, and continued to climb up tremblingly.

The scorched body surface began to ooze red blood, Meng Xiao looked like a ghost, but his eyes were still bright and decisive.

"Please...Senior...Allow..."

Meng Xiao trembled while climbing ~www.novel35.com~, his voice was faint, not as loud as the wind.

Bu Zhou Shenshan fell into solitude.

Li Daokong acquiesced to his behavior and no longer blocked it.

A few months later, Meng Xiao, who was seriously injured, struggled to reach the top of Buzhou Mountain.

The top of the mountain penetrated the sea of ​​clouds. Meng Xiao knelt on the top of the mountain, panting, and the sun shone on him. His body surface injury had recovered. He washed his body using techniques and put on a clean robe, but his condition was very poor. His face was pale and his body was shaky.

Meng Xiao looked up, and he slowly raised his right hand.

He never felt the sky was so close to him.

He gritted his teeth, raised his head and shouted: "I, Human Race Meng Xiao, sue the Celestial God General, slaughter my family's millions of sons and sons, humiliate our women, the immortal gods are unfair, please Tianzu to be fair for me!"

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