With the appearance of fate, the cultivators in the inn left one after another, and Han Jue noticed that they were not afraid, but went to see the excitement.

Millions of years have passed, and the forces of fate are no longer as notorious as they were at the beginning, because they have done many good deeds in this chaotic realm, but they have left a good reputation.

At the head of the city, Huang Zuntian stood proudly, and on both sides of his side stood Xitian Ancestor, Li Daokong, Shi Dudao, Jingtian Gong and other fate-dovers.

The streets below were filled with figures, all looking at them feverishly.

Huang Zuntian glanced around, and said with a smile: "Today's recruitment of life, only ten people are recruited, in addition to refining the Chaos Yuan Dao Fruit, there must also be chaos merits, at most a hundred thoughts, I will lead the life force to the next cause and effect place, spread the cause and effect of the fate-robber, open peace for chaos, and inherit the Great Dao!" ”

His voice was loud and reverberated through the city.

This city is not simple, the cultivators who can come here, no matter how bad their cultivation is, it is also a divine realm, most of them are Da Luo cultivators, and the city lord is a comfortable saint.

When Huang Zuntian's words fell, the whole city resounded with cheers.

Although Han Jue didn't see it with his own eyes, his will saw Li Daokong smile.

I haven't seen it for a long time, but the power of life has changed, and at first glance, it looks like a group of great benevolent people who are working hard to save the world.

Han never went out, he watched for a long time, and he still didn't leave the inn until the fate force left.

He can see that Li Daokong has completely returned to his heart and does not want to return to the Heavenly Dao.

Li Daokong is now a saint at ease, and he is not far from the Great Road.

Maybe that's where it ends.

The fate-robber is actually not absolutely evil, it's just that the concept of the original fate-black zun is wrong, the fate-robber itself is the great road luck divine power, but it is the evolution of the supreme rules, and it was not allowed by chaos before, that is, chaos is not qualified.

That's fine, everyone has their own way.

The same is true for Shi Dudao, the smile on his face is the same as Li Daokong's.

Han Jue shook his head and smiled, got up and left.

In the future, if they have time to support their dreams, if they change their minds, Han Jue will pull it again.

For some people, fate is difficult to change, but for Han Jue, he is the one who makes fate!

For the next period of time, Han Jue continued to travel through the chaos, taking a look at his disciples by the way.

Dao Supreme, Zhao Xuanyuan, and Jiang Yi are still following the old man, wandering chaotically, and there is no fixed place.

Zhou Fan is also developing his own Avenue Tower, which is on a good scale.

Most of the other disciples are in the Heavenly Dao, some of them are opening up the Dao system, and some are promoting the Dao Dharma, and they are all regarded as walking on their own righteous path, and they are active and not confused.

Han Jue had seen them one by one as strangers, but Han Tuo, he didn't go to see them.

Han Tuo has the Supreme Punishment God Venerable to take care of it, but it is the least dangerous.

In the blink of an eye, more than 20,000 years have passed.

Han Jue returned to his Taoist temple and began a new round of cultivation.

It is not enough to be supreme and perfect.

His goal is to create the Taoist, no, to be the creator!

……

Above the boundless ocean, the blue sky sits in the air, and the surrounding waves roll up, as if to connect the sky and the sea.

Behind Qingtian Xuan's fuselage, there were three blue and red figures who were also meditating, leaning on each other's backs, surrounded by energy.

Thousands of miles away, on the beach by the sea, Xiaoyao Xian held a broken shell and looked in the direction of the blue sky through the hole.

"This kid is almost hot."

Xiaoyao Xian muttered to himself, his eyes subtle.

"Gotta match him."

He casually pinched the shell into fly ash, then grabbed a handful of sand, and sprinkled it casually, and the sand floated in the air, forming two big characters.

Divine punishment!

"The five divine punishments are very good opponents."

The corners of Xiaoyaoxian's mouth lifted, and then disappeared in place.

As soon as he disappeared, the blue sky mystery in the distance opened his eyes, and his eyes were slightly bright.

"This guy is finally gone! Stared at me for so long! ”

Qingtian Xuanji grinned, then ran away, quickly jumping out of this world.

Shuttling through the chaos, Qingtian Xuanji is in a happy mood, and has the heroic spirit of letting the birds fly high in the sky.

"Dog, you have been instigating me to hate the Divine Power Heavenly Sage, really when Lao Tzu has no brains? Wait for Lao Tzu to refine the Great Dao Qi Luck Theocracy, and be the first to trouble you, but you are kind to me, I won't kill you, but I have to teach you a lesson, some people are not something you can calculate. ”

Qingtian Xuanji thought proudly that his speed was very fast, for fear that the Immortal Wanderlust would catch up.

The direction he went was the way of heaven.

Returning to the Heavenly Dao guarded by the Divine Mighty Heavenly Sage, can the little Xiaoyao Immortal dare to come to seek death?

Qingtian Xuanji is very much looking forward to the scene of the Xiaoyao Immortal facing the Divine Mighty Heavenly Sage.

I don't know if this guy dares to say bad things about the Heavenly Sage when he faces the Divine Power Heavenly Sage?

……

100,000 years passed quickly.

Han Jue opened his eyes with a look of satisfaction.

Even after reaching the supreme perfection of the Great Dao, his cultivation speed did not slow down, and 100,000 years was enough to feel the improvement of his cultivation.

His gaze fell on the Heavenly Ruins Ancestor in front of him.

The Heavenly Ruins Ancestor has been in the Hongmeng Heavenly Prison for 100,000 years, and has not yet succeeded in enslaving.

The reason why he didn't kill the Tianxu Ancestor was because the Tianxu Ancestor had no hatred with him, this guy hated the Dao Ancestor, there was no need to kill, it was better to stay as a thug.

It just so happened that Han Jue also wanted to learn something about Dao Ancestor from the mouth of the Heavenly Ruins Ancestor.

The cause and effect of Dao Ancestor could not evolve, so Han Jue couldn't figure it out.

There is no Dao Ancestor among the five great Dao creators, but the Dao Ancestor is ethereal, such an existence has to be guarded against, especially since the other party has an inextricable relationship with the Heavenly Dao.

Even Dao Ancestor may be hidden in the Heavenly Dao.

Han Jue began to check his email.

The circle of friends in these years has been very lively, most of them are practicing and encountering opportunities, as if they are all sprinting to the chaos event.

Speaking of which, the Chaos Festival is still more than five million years old, and it is still far away for the time being.

Han Jue was looking forward to the unfolding of the Chaos Festival, and with Han Huang's potential, the first Chaos Festival was likely to evolve from a battle of Tianjiao to a battle of power.

At that time, I'm afraid that only the Great Dao Saint will be qualified to compete for the Ten Chaos Peerless.

That's when it happened.

Han Jue seemed to feel something, and raised his eyes to look.

Someone has attained the Great Way!

In the past million years, several Great Dao Saints have been born, more than before.

This time, the existence of the Great Dao was an acquaintance of Han Jue.

A familiar breath to be exact.

Hibiscus tree!

Fusang Shu has been leaving the penance to cultivate into the Immortal Mountain for a long time without authorization, and has been very low-key, hiding in the edge of chaos to cultivate.

Han Jue's gaze fell on the Fusang tree.

Today's Fusang tree is taller than the entire Heavenly Dao, with hundreds of millions of branches, and flowers and fruits countless times larger than the stars, like an ancient sacred tree that has existed since the birth of Chaos.

"Huh?"

Han Jue frowned.

The speed of the Fusang tree's breakthrough was already surprising to him, and he found that there was more than one avenue aura on the Fusang tree.

From the perspective of Chaos, he could see that the Fusang Tree was actually absorbing the Dao power of the Three Thousand Great Dao, although it was very weak, but it was indeed doing so.

Wrong.

The Fuso tree didn't have such a skill before!

Han Jue began to calculate, and found a powerful aura that had not been seen for a long time.