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Chapter 568: Su Qi Resurrects and Sees the Sun Again

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    Looking from a height, the boundless glacier looks like a broken mirror, with countless cracks expanding into interlaced canyons, and the escaping black air turns into a majestic fog, dispelling the whiteness between the sky and the earth.

    The ground began to shake violently, as if something huge was about to break through the surface.

    At this time.

    The clouds and mist were pierced by streaks of golden light. After the clouds and mist dispersed, figures emitting dazzling rays of light appeared above the clouds. They were the immortal gods of the Celestial Clan.

    The leader is Fang Liang, and standing next to him are the generals of the gods and the generals of the great gods.

    Fang Liang looked down and asked, "Have you seen any clues?"

    The Great God General frowned and said: "It looks like a demon but not a demon, more like the last Asura clan who robbed and wiped out the clan."

    The Celestial General nodded and said: "That's right, it should be the Asura clan. It is said that when the Blood Styx River fell, it used a mysterious supernatural power and wanted to make a comeback."

    Fang Liang was lost in thought.

    The glaciers with a radius of tens of millions of miles suddenly collapsed, and the rising ice fog pushed straight into the sky, which was spectacular and shocking.

    A terrifying figure could be vaguely seen in the majestic thick fog, and it was difficult to distinguish its real body.

    Fang Liang waved his hand and said, "Catch this evil thing!"

    The great gods and gods will rush down immediately, followed by other gods

    In Baiyue Xianchuan, Han Juegang started preaching for less than a year.

    He suddenly felt a vast aura coming from the extreme north. At least the quasi-sage was not inferior to Shi Dudao.

    Han never stopped preaching, and looked into the distance while speaking.

    The team led by Fang Liang was forcefully suppressed by the mysterious existence, and the situation was critical.

    Han definitely didn't intend to make a move, and Fang Liang was not his son, since he was wandering outside, he would pay the price.

    Han Jue couldn't protect every disciple of the Yin Sect, and Fang Liang hadn't come back. If it wasn't for the fact that his favorability didn't drop, he would have suspected that Fang Liang had betrayed.

    Not long after, Li Daokong rushed to support from the thirteenth heaven, and a world-shattering battle took revenge.

    Thousands of years have passed, and Li Daokong has become much stronger again, and his understanding of the Wansheng Sword has become deeper and deeper, and he is no different from that mysterious existence.

    Since there is a tie, then Li Daokong will not lose.

    Han Jue began to concentrate on preaching.

    This lecture is a hundred years past.

    After a hundred years of preaching, most of the disciples have made progress, but the cultivation base of the direct disciples has not increased significantly.

    Han Jue has talked about the Great Way of Jiyuan no less than ten times, and what should be understood has already been understood, and it will be difficult to comprehend it forcibly if he talks more.

    In the dark, aptitude and savvy are like the shackles of heaven, suppressing the disciples of the Hidden Sect.

    Among the registered disciples, there is no god realm yet, and the strongest is only the seventh rank immortal emperor.

    According to this trend, it is difficult for a million disciples to produce a quasi-sage.

    Han Jue returned to the Taoist temple while thinking.

    He sat on the thirty-sixth grade reincarnation black lotus and began to check his mail.

    At this moment, he suddenly felt something and closed his eyes.

    In Hongmeng Realm, Su Qi was calling for Han Jue.

    Han Jue's voice sounded: "What's the matter?"

    It has been a while since he became the Chaos Demon God, and Su Qi's physical body has been solidified, no different from a living being.

    "Master, when can I go out? The chaotic atmosphere here can no longer allow me to improve." Su Qi replied quickly, with a disturbed tone.

    After all, he had died before, and he was worried that Han would never let him out again.

    Han Jue really thought so.

    "Can you control your bad luck now?"

    "able!"

    Han Jue felt carefully that Su Qi had indeed restrained himself very well without leaking out.

    He began to consider.

    Su Qi was in a state of anxiety, for fear that Han would never agree.

    He looked back on the wrong things he had done and felt even less confident.

    If he was Han Jue, he wouldn't let him out.

    It's not about being born again, you can wash away your sins!

    Suddenly!

    Su Qi only felt a flash in front of his eyes, his feet suddenly landed on the ground, and the surrounding scene turned into a Taoist temple, and the divine light of the yin and yang guards, the birthday and the moon made him squint his eyes.

    "Master!"

    Su Qi knelt down excitedly, his voice trembling.

    After many years, he finally saw Han Jue with his own eyes.

    This long-awaited reunion is not a human life, but a heavenly era.

    Han Juedao: "From now on, I will stay in Baiyue Xianchuan and must not leave. Go out and find a place to live."

    & nbsp; Su Qi nodded, so excited that he didn't know what to say.

    It is good to be able to see the light of day again, so he naturally dare not dream of complete freedom.

    After walking out of the Taoist temple, Su Qi looked at the dazzling sunlight and cried.

    "I'm alive again this time, I won't be a pawn again!"

    Su Qi clenched his fists tightly, his shoulders trembling with emotion.

    Zhang Jiao, Cao Cao, and the red fox opened their eyes and looked at him with strange eyes.

    Su Qi noticed their presence, smiled at them, and walked up to communicate.

    Zhang Jiao and Cao Cao ignored him at all, but the red fox was very enthusiastic.

    The red fox is a little monster that Han Jue accepted during his training in the human world. When he came to Baiyue Xianchuan, it has been practicing peacefully, and only broke through to the Taiyi True Fairyland not long ago.

    After chatting for a while, Su Qi left to visit other disciples of the Yinmen.

    Soon, the personal disciples learned the news of Su Qi's resurrection, and all the personal disciples were shocked.

    How can it be!

    Isn't Su Qi dead?

    They knew that Su Qi had ended the last immeasurable catastrophe.

    Even Li Xuanao came to see Su Qi.

    All the direct disciples gathered under the hibiscus tree. They surrounded Su Qi and asked questions in one go.

    "Master resurrected you?"

    "Do you remember what you did?"

    "How did you destroy all living beings, you are too strong!"

    "How did you escape the destruction of the Dao of Heaven after using the supernatural power to destroy the Dao?"

    "It's really unreasonable"

    All the disciples were surprised, and the black prison chicken even thought that he only had Su Qi's appearance.

    Su Qi said with emotion: "I don't know why. After I died, I was in a deep sleep until I woke up. When I heard Master's voice, it must be Master who saved me."

    Li Xuan'ao clicked his tongue and said in amazement: "Even the catastrophe of heaven can be reversed. Could it be that the master of the sect is really the manifestation of the Taoist ancestor?"

    He had been hearing that Han Jue was the reincarnation of the Taoist ancestor before, but he still didn't believe it, but after thinking about it, it really made sense.

    The timing of Han Jue's rise after Daozu disappeared was too coincidental.

    Su Qi said: "From now on, I will stay here to practice and will not go out again. As for everything in the past, I hope you will stop teasing me. I don't feel honored."

    He sighed.

    If he hadn't been driven to a dead end and bewitched by a saint, how could he have done that.

    Looking back now, he was filled with guilt.

    Dao Zhizun snorted: "I hope you really feel guilty."

    Zhao Xuanyuan and Long Hao's faces were also very ugly, and they have not spoken.

    In the last calamity, many of their relatives and friends died, and Su Qi was the chief culprit. Even if they were bewitched by a saint, the three could not completely forget it.

    The black prison chicken cried: "Su Qi, I have been tortured a hundred times in the simulation trial, you must not fight back, just treat us as venting our anger for the sentient beings who measured the calamity last time!"

    Su Qi asked curiously: "What is a simulated trial?"

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