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Chapter 558: The Son of Heaven, the Demon God Is Alive

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    Scared by the sudden golden light, Ji Xianshen immediately looked up.

    The heavenly soldiers guarding the Nantianmen are waiting in full force.

    Ji Xianshen pinched his fingers and calculated, with a strange expression.

    the other side.

    Han Jue in Baiyue Xianchuan also opened his eyes.

    It has been one hundred and seven years since the departure of the Unable Heavenly Venerable. During this time, he has been practicing until he was disturbed by this mysterious aura.

    "It's a very familiar smell"

    Han Jue muttered to himself, pinching his fingers to calculate.

    He calculated that there was a golden light connecting the sky and the earth in the west of the fairyland. This golden light shot out from an island volcano and shot straight into the sky. It was unstoppable, and looked like a miracle from a distance.

    There is a figure squatting in the magma at the bottom of the golden light. Judging from the figure, it should be a young man.

    Turn Immortal Emperor!

    Han Jue squinted.

    Just born as an immortal emperor?

    Impressive!

    Han Jue found that he couldn't figure out the origin of this golden boy.

    He had to use the evolution function to calculate.

    [Need to deduct 5 billion years of life, whether to continue]

    Um?

    Five billion years?

    This is even more awesome than a sage of heaven!

    Han Jue became interested and chose to continue.

    ¡¾Heaven: Yizhuan Immortal Emperor, Son of the Dao of Heaven, Chaos Demon God, a man of great luck appointed by the Dao of Heaven, shouldering the destiny task of unifying the fairy world¡¿

    Son of Heaven!

    Chaos Demon God!

    so smart?

    Han Jue became interested.

    He noticed that many monks were flying towards the island where Tian was located, and even Emperor Xiao's clone, Emperor Chen.

    Han Jue thought for a while, and transmitted the sound to Li Daokong who was on his way home.

    He asked Li Daokong to go to investigate the sky, and whether to accept disciples depends on Li Daokong's mood.

    As for Han You, he continued to return with a thousand You Luo.

    Han Jue thought for a while, and then sent a voice transmission to the Sanqing ancestor, asking the Sanqing ancestor to go to the sky.

    Regarding the surrender of the Sanqing ancestor to Han Jue, he did not tell Li Daokong about it, and the two went their own way, each according to his own ability.

    So far, Li Muyi has not found any abnormality of the Sanqing ancestor, and he has not even gone to the Sanqing ancestor after he came back.

    According to the Holy Patriarch of the Sanqing, Li Muyi completely used him as a magic weapon, and would not ask him at ordinary times.

    Han Jue is now a saint at any rate, the master of a powerful force, he can't do everything by himself.

    Afterwards, Han Jue closed his eyes and continued to practice.

    So what about the Son of Heaven?

    If it is an enemy of me, it will still be destroyed!

    There is a boundless ocean, and islands are dotted on the sea.

    A monk flew from all directions, all flying to the same island.

    It is the island where the Son of Heaven was born, and the mysterious golden light has dissipated.

    On the island, the crater.

    A naked teenager crawled out. He was slightly thin, with white hair, snake-like pupils, and a pair of horns that looked like sharp knives on his forehead.

    The boy looked around in confusion.

    "I was born as an immortal emperor, not bad."

    A gentle laughter came, and the young man turned his head to look, only to see Emperor Chen standing on the edge of the cliff, looking at him with a smile.

    The young man is vigilant. Although he can't speak, he instinctively resists strange things.

    At this time, a powerful monk landed on the top of the mountain.

    "What race is this?"

    "It's amazing, I can see his golden light in the fifth heaven, and his aptitude is definitely not simple."

    "The quasi-sages are here, it seems that this son is not something we can accept."

    "Who doesn't have a big background? My brother's father's uncle is still a fairy god of the Celestial Clan, did I say that?"

    "Look again, there seems to be something wrong with this kid."

    All the monks talked a lot.

    Being watched like this, the white-haired boy was extremely nervous, his eyes swept around, as if looking for a gap to escape.

    At this time, golden lotuses sprinkled from the sky, which is magnificent and beautiful.

    "This son is destined to be with me, everyone, go away."

    The voice of the Holy Patriarch of the Sanqing sounded, majestic and shocking.

    Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see the holy ancestor of Sanqing walking down the clouds, and there seemed to be an invisible ladder under his feet.

    Seeing the Holy Patriarch of Sanqing, many monks were moved.

    Although I don't know threeWho is the Holy Patriarch of the Qing Dynasty, but his domineering and unpredictable aura is enough to shock people.

    "This son has a predestined relationship with my Buddhism, I hope you will show me some face!"

    A domineering voice came, and following the voice, a golden Buddha of ten thousand feet came across the sea, unstoppable.

    "Shenwei Buddha!"

    Someone exclaimed, the tone full of awe.

    The head of the Buddhist sect, the supreme power who has experienced countless kalpas, ninety percent of the living beings in this world can call him an ancestor!

    Shenwei Buddha and Sanqing Shengzu are about to confront each other!

    The atmosphere between heaven and earth became stalemate

    Thirty-three heavens.

    Buddhist monastery.

    Qiu Xilai had a gloomy face, not knowing what he was thinking.

    There was a light and shadow suspended in front of him, which was the spirit of heaven.

    "You said you wanted to support me, but now you have the Son of Heaven, what do you mean?" Qiu Xilai asked in a deep voice.

    Seeing the sky appear, he almost died of anger.

    Even a saint can't bear it.

    The spirit of the way of heaven said: "I can't do anything about it. This Chaos Demon God was left behind when the Taoist ancestor left. The catastrophe of the Heavenly Demon caused the luck of the Heavenly Way to decline. This Chaos Demon God awakened. I had to turn him into a child of the Way of Heaven, so that I can control it.  "

    Qiu Xilai frowned, still unhappy.

    Tiandao concealed too many things from him, and he suddenly felt that he was a pawn of Tiandao.

    Now there is a Son of Heaven, what about next time?

    When will he be able to control the way of heaven and become a figure like the ancestor of Taoism?

    The Spiritual Way of Heaven said: "Recently, the luck of the Yinmen has increased rapidly, and the luck of the Celestial Clan is all concentrated on Tianzu, and Tianzu and Han must have a cause and effect. He must have joined the Yinmen. You have to be careful."

    Qiu Xilai said calmly: "I know, it's just that Han Jue is too strong to fight against him, so I can't come clearly."

    The spirit of heaven disappeared.

    Qiu Xilai waved his right hand, and a light curtain appeared in front of his eyes.

    In the light curtain, the holy ancestor of Sanqing was fighting dozens of powerful people, including Li Daokong and Shenwei Buddha.

    Even alone, the Sanqing ancestor still has the upper hand and is extremely powerful.

    Qiu Xi came to see it hot-eyed.

    If he had the Holy Patriarch of the Sanqing, wouldn't he have the final say in this fairy world?

    Ten years later.

    Han Jue opened his eyes and pinched his fingers to calculate.

    His expression became strange.

    The Son of Heaven didn't follow anyone, but he dominated one of the islands by himself and made himself king.

    Li Daokong actually entangled the Sanqing ancestor, and has been chasing and beating the Sanqing ancestor.

    The Holy Patriarch of the Sanqing knew that he was a member of the hidden door, so he kept releasing water. With Han Jue's order, he couldn't tell the truth, so he could only fight with Li Daokong.

    Han Jue was speechless.

    He knew that Li Dao was empty, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

    He had to send a voice transmission to Li Daokong to let him give up.

    "It's okay, sect master, I must defeat him!"

    Li Daokong replied in his heart, Han Jue was so angry that he rolled his eyes.

    That's all.

    Just let this fight, anyway, he can't beat Sanqing Shengzu.

    Although Li Daokong is strong, he has not even surpassed Shi Dudao.

    Han Jue was about to close his eyes and continue practicing.

    Dao Zhizun came to visit Han Jue.

    In today's hidden door, apart from Han Jue, Li Daokong, and the guards, Dao Zhizun is the strongest disciple, and his cultivation has reached the middle stage of Daluojin Fairyland, which is very close to the later stage.

    "Master, there is a newcomer in the realm of chaos, why don't you go and see?" Dao Zhizun asked after entering the temple.

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