Top-level Air Luck, Quietly Practiced For Thousands of Years

　　 The northern part of Big Yan, ice and snow.

　　 In a cave, the ice formed cones all over the cave, terrifying.

　　 At the end of the tunnel, a white-haired man meditated on an ice bed. He was dressed in a robe made of animal hair. He had a strange face and four big tails that looked like black hair twisted behind him.

　　He is the Dian Su Demon King, the transformed Dian Su Demon King.

　　 "噗——"

　　Dian Su Demon King spit out a **** arrow, splashing on the ice on the ground, directly burning the ice to melt, and the water mist rises.

　　 There are dense pits in front of the ice bed, all of which he vomited before.

　　 vomiting blood!

　　 The Demon King was angry and frightened.

what happened!

　　 Five hours ago, he began to vomit blood, and he has been vomiting until now, and now he started to vomit blood!

　　 How can this be done?

　　 What makes him most timid is that he can't practice, and when he receives his qi, the demon power in his body does not increase but decreases.

　　 "Why is this..."

　　 The Demon King was anxious, and after 10,000 years of life, it was the first time he encountered such a situation.

　　 He suddenly thought of some ancient legends. Could it be that some of the cultivators in those days had risen to the sky, staring at him in the upper realm?

　　 Only two years after he announced his plan to support the human race, he suddenly encountered such bad news.

　　 Thinking about it, a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, and the Demon King Dian Su could not help vomiting blood again.

　　 He is going crazy!

　　If this continues, he will vomit to death.

　　 In the past few years, he has been cultivating and wanted to restore his cultivation base. In just a few hours, his cultivation base regressed and his injuries worsened, worse than when he first broke the seal.

　　Dian Su Demon King felt that he must have offended the heavenly immortals, and it is impossible to suffer such a crime for no reason.

　　 There were no mistakes in his practice. As for the demons, he got rid of them as early as three hundred years ago. Now it seems that a new demons is coming.

　　In the panic and despair of the Dian Su Demon King, time continued to pass.

　　 About an hour has passed.

　　 The Demon King finally stopped vomiting blood and could practice again, but this experience became his nightmare.

　　 In the dark, there must be great power staring at him!

　　……

　　 Cultivating hard to become a fairy mountain.

　　 [Your friend Dian Suo Demon King suffered a curse, was seriously injured, and his morality declined]

　　 When Han Jue saw this email, he couldn't help but laughed, smiling very happily.

　　 I just finished cursing yesterday, and I saw the email today.

　　 The effect of using the book of doom with all its strength is domineering!

　　 Han Jue is relieved now.

　　 He decided to curse the Dian Su Demon King with all his strength every three years, leaving this servant in a state of serious injury!

　　 Han Jue continued to practice, aiming for the eighth floor of the Void Realm.

　　 As the hibiscus tree grows, the nearest Xiantian cave mansion is the first to benefit, and the aura begins to grow.

　　……

　　 Spring goes to autumn.

　　 blinked.

　　 The ten-year situation is like a white horse, and it is gone forever.

　　 Han Jue finally broke through to the eighth floor of the Void Realm!

　　 After consolidating his cultivation base, Han Jue walked out of the cave, first checked the health of the hibiscus tree, then found the black jail chicken and taught his spells.

　　 The black prison chicken is constantly changing towards the black prison phoenix, and the cultivation base is constantly improving, and it is now comparable to the cultivator of the Nascent Soul Realm.

　　 The cultivation realm of the monster race is different from that of the human race, but the main reason is that the Nascent Soul Stage is different. The realms after that are still the same. The monsters do not have the Nascent Soul, but they can practice the Demon Pill and the Soul.

　　 Han definitely didn't want the Chaos Tengu to be able to hang the black jail chicken when he came back after having been outside for so long. In that case, his Taoism would be damaged.

　　 Hardship is worse than hard work?

　　 impossible!

　　 That is only for mortals!

　　 After teaching the black jail chicken, Han Jue found Xing Hongxuan in the back mountain by the way. Xing Hongxuan rarely practiced in retreat and didn't go out for waves.

　　 Han Jue decided to teach her some spells to increase her life-saving methods.

　　 Xing Hongxuan was very pleasantly surprised when she heard that, the tenderness in her eyes seemed to be out of water.

　　 taught for more than ten days, when Han Jue was about to return to the cave, he suddenly caught two breaths near the mountain of painstaking cultivation.

　　 One of them is Huang Jihao.

　　Han Jue learned through personal relationships that Huang Jihao had switched to the Zhenwu Sect in Xiyuanzhou.

　　 Another person has a very high level of cultivation, and he is probably also a strong person in Zhenwu Sect.

　　 Han Jue immediately detected the strongest around Yuqingzong other than him.

　　【Shangguan asks for sword: Ninth floor of the Void Realm, the elder of Zhenwu teaches the sword】

　　 Ninth Floor of Fusion Void Realm?

　　 Han Jue closed his eyes and started the simulation trial.

　　 A few seconds later, he found a way to kill Shangguan Qiujian in seconds.

　　 He immediately disappeared in place.

at the same time.

　　 Huang Jihao took a man in a blue shirt towards the fairy mountain, which was less than three miles away.

　　 Looking at the majestic mountain of hard cultivation in the distance, Shangguan begged the sword with a smile and said, "Is there really a kendo master you said here? I didn't feel particularly strong sword intent."

　　 Huang Jihao was about to speak when he saw Han Jue’s slow sword flying over.

　　 Huang Jihao hurriedly bent over to hold his fists, and trembled: "Huang Jihao pays homage to senior!"

　　 Senior?

　　 Shangguan Qiujian frowned. This person doesn't look strong, but looks very handsome.

and many more!

　　 Shangguan Qiujian, just like Wei Yuan and Qingxian before him, quickly realized something was wrong.

　　 This boy is a spiritual treasure!

　　Rao is the elder holding sword of Zhenwu Sect and has never seen such an extravagant monk.

　　 Han Juefei flew to Huang Jihao and asked, "You have something to do with Yuqingzong?"

　　 As long as Huang Jihao utters something unfavorable to Yu Qingzong, Han Jue will immediately open up!

　　 Never force it!

　　 There can be no more blemishes like real people!

Huang Jihao respectfully said: "Senior, we are here to discuss swords with you. This one behind me is the first swordsman of the Zhenwu Sect in Xiyuan Prefecture. I want to learn from you. Don’t worry. I’m just discussing and exchanging experiences. It will affect the Yuqing Sect, and it will not affect the relationship between the Yuqing Sect and the Zhenwu Sect.

　　 Discuss?

　　 Han Jue looked at the superiors begging for a sword, with a strange expression.

　　 How dare you!

　　 Shangguan Qiujian thought he was frightened by his prestige, and said with a chuckle: "You can rest assured that you will never hurt your life or deeds."

　　 Han Jue sighed, "I am very afraid of trouble."

　　 Shangguan begged Jian and frowned, is this guy counseling?

　　 "Let's do this, I will make a sword, if you can take it, even if I lose!" Han Jue waved his hand.

　　 Huang Jihao's eyelids jumped wildly.

　　 He couldn't help but recall his nightmare.

　　 Shangguan asked for Kendo: "Okay!"

He has already seen that although Han Jue has many spiritual treasures, he is obviously guilty. If so, it would be better to end early~www.wuxiaspot.com~ As soon as his voice fell, Han Jue suddenly took out the Hongmeng Judgment Sword and slashed upwards. The official begs the sword.

　　 Han Jue appeared out of thin air in front of Shangguan Qiujian as if teleporting, and directly cast the Heavenly Jade Ghost Sword.

　　 The six spiritual powers on the eighth floor of the Void Realm erupted like a flash flood, all poured into the Hongmeng Judgment Sword, and a black sword swept across the sky, and the time seemed to be still.

　　 Shangguan Qiujian's eyes widened, and his hand touched the sword at his waist.

not good!

too fast!

　　 too late!

　　 The horrible sword gas blocked Shangguan Qiujian, making Shangguan Qiujian as if he had fallen into the Nine Nether Yellow Spring, his soul was trembling.

　　 How many years have it been!

　　 Shangguan Qiujian unexpectedly smelled a trace of death again!

　　 The most important thing is that he didn't even have a chance to resist.

　　 Boom!

　　 The woods behind him were voluntarily swept by the gust of sword energy, like a squally rainstorm.

　　 Shangguan Qiujian thought he was dead, but he didn't.

　　 Hongmeng judged that the sword was hanging on Shangguan Qiujian's forehead. Shangguan Qiujian could see his desperate face through the reflection of the blade, and Dou Da's cold sweat quickly burst out of his forehead.

　　Han Jue holds a sword with one hand, hunts in gold clothes, and the Emperor Hanyu's imperial turban on the crown of Hanjun's colored glaze is like a blazing flame swaying.

　　 His cold expression made Shangguan Qiujian as if he saw the sword fairy at the end of the kendo.

　　 "You don't seem to be able to catch it." Han Jue said softly.

　　 plopped.

　　 Shangguan begged Jian's legs to become weak, and the tremendous pressure of escaping from death made his legs unbearable, and he knelt on the ground.

　　 The ninth-floor cultivator of the Void Fusion Realm was directly scared to the ground by Han Jue's sword. Huang Jihao next to him did not show shock, but instead smiled bitterly.

　　……

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