In the northern part of Dayan, there is a world of ice and snow.
In a cave, the ice formed into cones all over the cave, which was hideous and frightening.
At the end of the cave, a white-haired man sat meditating on the ice bed. He was wearing a robe made of animal hair. He had a monstrous face and four black-haired tails writhing behind him.
He is the Diansu Demon King, the transformed Diansu Demon King.
"Pfft¡ª¡ª"
The Demon King Diansu suddenly spewed out a bloody arrow, which splashed on the ice on the ground, and the ice melted directly from the heat, and the water mist rose up.
There are dense potholes in front of the ice bed, which are all the blood he vomited before.
More than vomiting blood!
The Demon King Dian Su was angry and terrified.
what happened!
Five hours ago, he started to vomit blood, and has been vomiting until now, and now he started to vomit blood!
How can I stand this?
What frightened him the most was that he was unable to cultivate, and once he took in Qi, the monster power in his body would not increase but decrease.
"Why is this"
The Demon King Dian Su was uneasy, and this was the first time he had encountered such a situation after living ten thousand years.
He suddenly thought of some ancient legends. Could it be that some of the monks in those days had ascended to the Dao and were staring at him in the upper realm?
Two years after he announced his plan to raise the human race, he suddenly encountered such bad news.
Thinking about it, a mouthful of reversed blood poured into his throat, and the Demon King Dian Su couldn't help vomiting blood again.
He almost went crazy!
If it goes on like this, he will vomit to death.
In the past few years since he broke the seal, he has been practicing and wants to restore his cultivation. As a result, in just a few hours, his cultivation has regressed, and his injuries have intensified, which is worse than when he first broke the seal.
The Demon King Dian Su felt that he must have offended the immortals in the sky, and it was impossible for him to suffer such a crime for no reason.
There was no mistake in his practice. As for the inner demon, he had eliminated it three hundred years ago. Now it seems that a new inner demon is coming.
In the fear and despair of Diansu Demon King, time continued to pass.
About another hour passed.
The Demon King Dian Su finally stopped vomiting blood and was able to practice again, but this experience became his nightmare.
In the dark, there must be a powerful staring at him!
Hard work becomes a fairy mountain.
[Your friend Diansu Demon King suffered a curse, was seriously injured, and his skills declined]
When Han Jue saw this email, he couldn't help laughing, very happy.
Just finished cursing yesterday, and saw the email today.
The effect of fully using the book of doom is domineering!
Han Jue was relieved now.
He decided to curse the Demon King Dian Su with all his strength every three years, so that this guy will always be seriously injured!
Han Jue continued to practice, aiming at the eighth floor of the Void Fusion Realm.
As the hibiscus tree continued to grow, the closest Xiantian cave was the first to benefit, and the aura began to grow
Spring goes and autumn comes.
In a blink of an eye.
? Ten years are like a white horse passing by, gone forever.
Han Jue finally broke through to the eighth level of Void Fusion Realm!
After consolidating his cultivation, Han Jue walked out of the cave, first checked the health of the hibiscus tree, then found the black prison chicken, and taught him spells.
The black prison chicken is constantly transforming into the black prison phoenix, and its cultivation level is also constantly improving. Now it is comparable to a monk in the Nascent Soul Realm.
The practice realm of the monster race is different from that of the human race, but mainly because of the difference in the Nascent Soul realm, and the subsequent realms are still the same. Monsters do not have Nascent Soul, but they can train Yaodan and Yuanshen.
Han Jue didn't want the Chaos Tengu to be able to hang and beat the black jail chicken after wandering outside for so long, otherwise his Dao heart would be damaged.
Is penance not as good as hard work?
impossible!
That's just for mortals!
After teaching the black prison chicken, Han Jue found Xing Hongxuan from the back mountain by the way. Xing Hongxuan was rarely practicing in seclusion and did not go out to roam.
Han Jue decided to teach her some spells to increase her life-saving means.
Xing Hongxuan was very pleasantly surprised when she found out, and the tenderness in her eyes seemed to leak out.
After teaching for more than ten days, Han Jue was about to return to the cave when he suddenly caught two breaths approaching the Mountain of Penance.
One of them is obviously Huang Jihao.
Han Jue learned through personal relationships that Huang Jihao had switched to the Zhenwu Sect in Xiyuanzhou.
The other person has a very high level of cultivation, and he is probably also a strong person of Zhenwu Sect.
Han Jue immediately tested the strongest people around Yu Qingzong besides him.
[Shangguan Qiujian: The Ninth Floor of the Fusion Realm, the sword-wielding elder of the True Martial Sect]
Ninth floor of Void Fusion Realm?
Han Jue closed his eyes and started the simulated trial.
After a few seconds, he found a way to instantly kill Shangguan Qiujian.
He immediately disappeared in place.
at the same time.
Huang Jihao led a man in a blue shirt to the mountain of penance cultivation, and it was less than three miles away.
Looking at the majestic mountain of penance cultivation in the distance, Shangguan Qiujian smiled and said, "Is there really the swordsman you mentioned here? I don't feel a particularly strong sword intent."
Just as Huang Jihao was about to speak, he saw Han Jue flying towards him with his sword flying slowly.
Huang Jihao hurriedly bent down and cupped his fists, and said in a trembling voice: "Huang Jihao pays respects to senior!"
Senior?
Shangguan Qiujian frowned, this person doesn't look strong, but he is very handsome.
etc!
Shangguan Qiujian quickly sensed something was wrong just like Wei Yuan and Xianxian before him.
This guy is full of spiritual treasures!
Even the sword-wielding elders of the Zhenwu Sect have never seen such a luxurious monk.
Han Juefei came up to Huang Jihao and asked, "Are you here at Yuqingzong?"
As long as Huang Jihao said something that was unfavorable to Yu Qingzong, Han Jue would immediately attack!
Never push!
There can be no more stains like that of the idle real person!
Huang Jihao said respectfully: "Senior, we are here to discuss swords with you. The person behind me is the number one sword cultivator of Zhenwu Sect in Xiyuanzhou. It will affect Yuqingzong, and it will not affect the relationship between Yuqingzong and Zhenwu Sect, we will stop here."
Discuss?
Han Jue looked at Shangguan begging for the sword with a strange expression.
How dare you!
Shangguan Qiujian thought he was intimidated by his own prestige, so he smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, it will never harm your life or morality."
Han Jue sighed and said, "I am very afraid of trouble."
Shangguan Qiujian frowned, is this guy cowardly?
"How about this, I will make a sword, if you can catch it, I will lose!" Han Jue waved his hand.
Huang Jihao's eyelids twitched wildly.
He couldn't help but recall the nightmare he had had.
Shangguan begged for the sword and said, "Good!"
He has already seen that although Han Jue has many spiritual treasures, he is obviously guilty. If this is the case, it is better to end it as soon as possible.
As soon as his words fell, Han Jue suddenly took out the Primordial Judgment Sword, and slashed at Shangguan for the sword.
Han Jue appeared in front of Shangguan Qiujian as if teleporting out of thin air, and directly cast the Tianzhu Ghost Sword.
The six spiritual powers on the eighth level of the Void Fusion Realm erupted like a mountain torrent, and all of them were poured into the Grandmist Judgment Sword. A black sword's energy swept across the sky, and time seemed to stand still.
Shangguan Qiujian's eyes widened, and his hand reached for the sword at his waist.
not good!
too fast!
Too late!
The terrifying sword energy blocked Shangguan Qiujian, making Shangguan Qiujian seem to have fallen into the Nine Netherworld, and his soul was trembling.
How many years!
Shangguan Qiujian actually smelled a breath of death again!
Most importantly, he didn't even have a chance to resist.
Boom!
The woods behind him were swirled wantonly by the gust of sword energy, like a storm coming.
Shangguan Qiujian thought he was dead, but in fact he was not.
Hongmeng Judgment Sword was hanging on Shangguan Qiujian's forehead, Shangguan Qiujian could see his face full of despair through the reflection of the sword blade, cold sweat quickly broke out on his forehead.
Han Jue holds a sword in one hand, hunting in golden clothes, and the earth emperor's imperial scarf on Han Jun's glazed crown is swaying like a flame.
His icy expression made Shangguan Qiujian seem to see the sword fairy at the end of the way of the sword.
"You seem to be unable to handle it." Han Jue said softly.
There was a plop.
Shangguan Qiujian's legs were weak and he knelt on the ground.
The great cultivator on the ninth floor of the Void Fusion Realm was directly frightened by Han Jue's sword and collapsed on the ground. Huang Jihao next to him did not show shock, but smiled wryly
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