Han never thought about what the saints' ambitions were, and it wouldn't affect him anyway.

It is enough to curse the Destiny Saint crazy, and if the curse continues, maybe the Heavenly Dao will collapse again.

Han Jue just wanted to hide in the dojo and cultivate now.

Three years later.

"I, the Azure Daoist, in the extreme south, in the sea of red and green, set up a dojo to preach, tell the immortal Tao for all sentient beings, tell the holy way, and start preaching after a hundred years, all sentient beings can come to listen to the sermon and comprehend the power of immortality!"

A voice resounded through the immortal realm, and Han Jue pinched his fingers, the other party was only Da Luo Jin Immortal.

Da Luo Jin Immortal dares to preach the Holy Dao?

It's really looking for death!

Not afraid of offending the saints?

On second thought, the other party may be a saint disciple.

Han Jue shook his head and smiled.

In the next thousand years, there were successive powerful voices transmitted to the entire fairy world, preaching and preaching, and there was a tendency for hundreds of schools of thought to contend.

A thousand years later, Han Jue finally approached the consummation of the quasi-holy realm.

Nearly seven thousand years have passed since the last breakthrough.

Han Jue's heart was surging, and he first cursed the Destiny Saint in a wave to celebrate.

Five days later, the curse ended, and Han Jue continued to cultivate.

All the way!

Impact Complete!

At the same time, Baiyue Xianchuan ushered in uninvited guests.

It was three human-shaped, inhuman-looking creatures who had come to the top of a hillside, led by a creature with the head of an eagle head, wearing a purple robe with a red edge.

The eagle-headed creature frowned and said, "The divine mind is completely impossible to snoop on, and it is worthy of being the first forbidden place in the immortal realm." ”

The snake-headed creature next to him asked, "Big brother, are we going to break in?" ”

The eagle-headed creature shook his head and said: "You can't act rashly before you are sure of it, it is not easy for our Qu Jun Three Immortals to go all the way, but we can't be careless, there are many great powers hidden in the fairy world, if Baiyue Xianchuan has great power, we must also be polite." ”

Hearing this, the other two creatures glanced at each other and nodded silently.

As a result, the three immortals of Qu Jun began to take root in the vicinity and establish their own cave mansions.

Under the Hibiscus tree.

The Black Prison Chicken shouted, "There are three shape-shifting beings living outside the Baiyue Immortal River, all of them are Immortal Emperors. ”

Ah Da snorted: "What is there to care about the Immortal Emperor. ”

Xiao Er nodded.

Immortal Emperor?

There is no shortage of immortal emperors in the hidden gate!

After so many years, they and the Phantom Clan have begun to impact the God Realm!

Chaos Tengu asked curiously, "They wouldn't want to trespass on our Baiyue Immortal River, would they?" ”

"Can't you?"

"Tsk, are you a dog's brain?"

"What do you mean? To put it mildly, he is the dog son of Master Ji! ”

"You ...... Not people! ”

"After all, don't bully the tengu, people now have the support of the second protector, it's amazing."

The disciples of the hidden sect under the Fusang tree began to chat, talking and laughing, but they didn't take Qu Jun's three immortals in their eyes.

Not to mention the Immortal Emperor, even if it is a quasi-saint attack, the disciples of the Hidden Sect will not panic.

Five hundred years later.

Han Jue finally reached the point where he could break through, and he was in a happy mood and immediately began his retreat.

During his retreat, Qu Jun Sanxian couldn't sit still.

They began to try to break through the Baiyue Xianchuan, but they were blocked by the formation.

"Bold!"

A loud shout came, frightening Qu Jun's three immortals to retreat.

I saw a man in white appear in the air in the Baiyue Immortal River, looking down at Qu Jun Sanxian.

Expert!

Qu Jun Sanxian was shocked by the other party's temperament, as if he had seen the legendary saint.

The eagle-headed immortal said: "We are the three immortals of Qujun, and we have come to worship Baiyue Xianchuan, before this incident, we have stayed for five hundred years and have not seen anyone, so we have taken the liberty of trespassing, and I hope that the seniors will not be angry, in addition, can you accept my three immortals?" ”

The man in white frowned and said, "Accept you?" I can't be the master, I advise you to give up, even if you are a quasi-saint, it is impossible to break in. ”

Can't call the shots?

The Eagle Head Great Immortal cautiously asked, "Are you counting ...... in the Baiyue Immortal River?"

"Named disciple! It's insignificant, it's just that I live in the border area, so I'm here to stop you and advise you not to mess around, otherwise I can make you disappear in one breath. The man in white said impatiently.

Named disciple?

Qu Jun Sanxian was shocked, and at this time, the man in white turned around and left, quickly disappearing.

The snake-headed immortal said excitedly: "Big brother, there is really a great power here!" ”

The Eagle Head Great Immortal took a deep breath and said, "We must not leave, since the power of Baiyue Immortal River did not do anything to us, it means that they have compassion in their hearts, as long as we show enough sincerity, we will definitely be able to impress them, not to mention that our qualifications are not bad!" ”

The other two immortals nodded in agreement.

They call themselves the Three Immortals, but they know that they are not immortals at all.

They need backers!

As a result, Qu Jun Sanxian continued to stay near the Baiyue Immortal River, and every once in a while, they would come to the formation together and kowtow, wanting to impress the great power.

That's it.

Fifty years have passed.

Han Jue's breakthrough is successful!

The feeling of mana skyrocketing and becoming stronger brought great satisfaction to Han Jue's empty heart.

He pulls up the properties panel to see:

[Name: Han Jue]

[Lifespan: 2755398,9000,9999,9999,9999,9999]

[Race: Hongmeng Demon God (Infinite Emperor)]

[Cultivation for: Quasi-Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Wonderland Perfection]

[Exercises: Hongmeng Reincarnation Avenue (Avenue Level), Zhou Tian Quenching Method]

[Avenue: Avenue of Life and Death, Avenue of Cause and Effect, Avenue of Extreme Origin]

……

Life expectancy has not doubled, but increased by a third.

Next, Han Jue can impact the Tao!

Han Jue continued to consolidate his cultivation, and it took twenty-seven years.

In a few more months, he would have raised all of his kendo supernatural powers to the limit.

Han Jue was about to cultivate the Dharma of Too Easy to Relax, when Han Lutian came to ask for a meeting.

Han Jue let him enter the Taoist temple.

Han Luotian knelt down in front of Han Jue and said, "Master, recently, there have been a lot of shape-shifting beings from Baiyue Xianchuan, all of whom are from various Qi Luck sects, and it is rumored that Baiyue Xianchuan has Hongmeng purple qi for preaching, this matter is not good. ”

His face was solemn.

The formation of Baiyue Xianchuan is strong, but it can't stand the gathering of living beings from all over the world.

Han Jue said: "Come on, come on, they can't break in." ”

Hongmeng purple gas?

I don't know who is messing with the ghost, so I'll clean him up later!

Han Jue just wanted to preach first.

Han Lutian asked cautiously: "I heard from the creatures outside that it was said by the saint, this is not a small significance, who doesn't believe the words of the saint?" Maybe even the quasi-saints will come when the time comes, can our formation be able to stop it? ”

Han Jue's eyes were cold, and he said: "Take care of your own business, cultivate more, the hidden door has experienced a lot of tribulation, what wind and waves haven't you seen?" Don't spread these kinds of remarks inside the door and influence other people's cultivation, understand? ”

In an instant, Han Lutian felt a sense of terror and oppression, almost suffocated, and nodded hurriedly.

Han Jue waved his hand and motioned for him to leave.

Han Yutian hurriedly left the Taoist temple.

"Saint?"

Han was disdainful, he didn't directly go to which saint he was, at this juncture, he definitely couldn't curse that saint directly, once the curse was cast, his identity would likely be exposed.

Anyway, even if the saint broke in himself, it would be useless.

Han Jue now has only one goal.

Sanctification!