"So, in a fit of rage, I broke the ban and went into the cracks, and accidentally found a terrible corner, which proved my judgment."

"After returning by luck, I want to break the status quo and take my strength to the next level."

"Therefore, I deliberately showed my flaws and died at the hands of demons, and I did not go to the Temple of Enlightenment to be reborn."

"It's about sealing the memory, reincarnating in a living planet, experiencing all kinds of life, and feeling the power of creation."

"The earth is the best choice for me to make on many living planets, I have personally experienced the evolution of life on earth, and my footprints are all over every corner of the earth."

"My experience has been throughout the history of civilization on Earth, and I have played countless roles and experienced countless lives."

"And now, I'm done..."

After a long time, the pillar of light gradually disappeared, and the huge vortex above the galaxy slowly dissipated, and the entire galaxy returned to calm and regained its starlight.

In the Ninth Dao Hall, Han Jiu still held his broadsword high until he inhaled the last ray of cold light.

At this time, there was no trace of cold wind, ice and snow in the main hall, and it was extremely quiet.

As a result, a loud sound of sword groaning resounded throughout the main hall, and the appearance of Han Jiu's ice-like body shattered inch by inch, revealing a bronzed and muscular body, and there was no superfluity in the perfect lines.

Han Jiu's consciousness held a broadsword, and in a flash, he returned to this perfect body.

After a while, his eyes slowly opened, and a sharp aura erupted, and everywhere he passed, all the ice was frozen, and he slowly withdrew his gaze, and the hall was silent again.

"It's been a long time, Coldlight Blade..."

Han Jiu looked at the broadsword in his hand and said word by word.

The Coldlight Blade let out a cheerful sword groan, cheering for the master's strong return.

…

The Lord of the Temple

Han Jiu held up the cold light blade and preached.

"What did this old nine do!"

The speaker is the hall master of the first Dao Palace, Qianyi, although he is only one and a half meters tall and his face is full of wrinkles, if he is underestimated because of this, he will be left with scum in seconds.

Qian holds a short stick half a meter long in one hand, its whole body is dark red, and the body of the stick is filled with blood, which is strange and abnormal, and it is called a bloodthirsty stick.

He looked up at the huge whirlpool in the sky above, and his eyes were full of relief.

…

"This guy is the one who makes the most noise every time! … But it's also to Lao Tzu's appetite! ”

A soft voice came, and the last sentence was actually thick and rough.

He, or her, is the master of the third protector hall, the same mountain,

Hermaphroditism in the same mountain, one head is double-sided, one behind and one in front, and they do not see each other.

He was more than three feet tall, holding two huge rounds of crescent blades, which were transparent, and flew through one round, erasing everything he passed.

…

In the Fourth Protector Hall, an elegant scholar sat in the courtyard, holding a cup of tea in his hand, looked up at the Ninth Protector Hall, and chuckled.

"This time, Meier was even more fascinated by Lao Jiu!"

He is the master of the Fourth Protector Temple.

originally had the temperament of a scholar, but he was disturbed by a vertical eye on his forehead.

He held a snow-white folding fan, which was spotless.

…

"This time I can finally have a good fight with Lao Jiu!"

The Fifth Guardian Hall Master, Zhan Wu, was spreading his thick arms, feeling the breath of the surrounding rapid agitation, and said excitedly.

Zhanwu is larger than Tongshan, and the body is larger, but it is not vertical, but horizontal.

He was the most bloated of the nine, his strength was unmatched, his belligerent personality made everyone revolve around him.

Holding a silver-white giant hammer, it exudes a breath of gold, and under one blow, nothing is broken.

…

In the sixth guardian hall, there is a burst of wine fragrance, and the hall master here is a drunkard, named Drunken Willow, who claims to be the best, of course, is the best drinker.

Drunken Willow picked up the huge wine jar and was about to start drinking, when he suddenly looked up at the Ninth Protector Hall.

"Lao Jiu is finally back, you can find him to have a good drink!"

The drunken willow is tall and wide, the body is emaciated, and the rickety figure seems to never be straight, looking from a distance, it looks like a walking flat pole and a large willow leaf.

His weapon was even more special, a huge purple-gold jar of wine, from which the wine he drank.

The main ingredient of winemaking is the blood of the monsters directly collected during the fight, and no amount of blood seems to be poured into this wine jar.

Anyone who has seen a drunken willow monster will hide far away.

The other hall masters made a judgment of life and death, and did not drag the mud and water at all, but these six hall masters just held the wine jar, and seemed to have the sole purpose of collecting fresh blood, until the last drop of blood was shed by the monster.

…

As usual, the loud and thunderous snoring continued to resound in the Eighth Guardian Hall, and suddenly, the snoring stopped, as if there was a sigh of dissatisfaction.

"This Lao Jiu can't stop for a while, it's rare to get a good night's sleep today, and make me a little messy!"

Mengba, the hall master of the Eighth Guardian Temple, is sleepy by nature, as if he can't wake up every day, and the same is true on the battlefield.

However, if the opponent underestimates him because of this, he will only sleep earlier and more thoroughly than him.

The Monba is a pair of rings that radiate dazzling light, and the rings on the battlefield are unpredictable, making the monsters dizzy and falling asleep in seconds.

On the battlefield, Drunken Willow's favorite sticky person is him, because following him, Drunken Willow has no trouble collecting blood.

The monster with average strength has a battlefield between the two of them, and the picture is slightly funny, one sleeps and the other bleeds.

…

"It's finally time to get through!"

Hongqi stood on top of the giant monster like a squid, looking up to the sky and sighing.

A huge mace was embedded in the monster's head, and its dense eyes had all been shattered, killing it with a single blow.

Then, he drew his mace and excitedly headed towards the Ninth Guardian Temple.

…

"I wonder what it tastes like now?"

Meier stood in front of the temple of enlightenment, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, feeling the surging domineering aura, and licked her lips intoxicated, her face full of coquettishness.

As soon as Mei'er's words fell, the bronze giant door slowly opened, and Han Jiu walked out naked with the cold light blade in his hand.

Han Jiu winked at Mei'er, only to see the corners of Mei'er's mouth raised, waving his lotus arm, throwing up his long whip, and whipping at Han Jiu.

When the long whip approached Han Jiu, he instantly grabbed the long whip and pulled it suddenly, and Mei'er let out a coquettish sigh and flew towards Han Jiu.

Han Jiu caught Mei'er, Mei'er's soft delicate body and white legs were directly wrapped around Han Jiu's tiger's back and bear's waist.

Luan upside down, you come and go, the sound of the heart drum is urging, and the sound of panting is beautiful...

After a long time, Han Jiu got up and stretched his waist, and casually, an ice armor suit instantly covered his body.

"Lao Jiu, how strong are you now?"

Meier slowly put on a tight leather coat and looked at Han Jiu curiously.

Han Jiu turned his head and winked at Mei'er again.

"Didn't you just experience it?"

Mei'er raised her eyebrows slightly, a touch of ruddy, raised her naked jade feet, and gently kicked Han Jiuyi.

"Why are you so annoying now? You know what I'm asking? ”

Han Jiu laughed loudly and took Mei'er's jade hand.

"You'll know in a moment, beckoning your brothers here! I have something to say. ”