Qing Ke got the Nine Dragons Jiao Button, and he was about to repair the Heavenly Seal, which made Fan Jian and everyone anxious.

If the Heavenly Seal is repaired, Qing Ke will be able to turn things upside down, and if that's the case, the Heavenly Dao is not there, no one will be able to stop him.

Fan Jian knew that the consequences were serious, and the magic weapons came out, and the Chaos Bell suddenly appeared.

The crisp bell rang through the heavens and the earth, making three loud noises, and being affected by the bell, Qing Ke's movements were stunned.

Kyushu Ding accelerated in the air and knocked the Kowloon Jiao Button in his hand into the air.

Qing Ke's cultivation reached the sky, and after the collision of Kyushu Ding, he immediately sobered up.

Breaking away from the control of the Chaos Clock, he found that the Nine Dragons were flying out of his hand, and his body was shaking, so he was about to chase after him.

Suddenly, he felt that the hairs on his body stood on end, and he immediately turned around, and saw Haotian Sword slashing at him.

For Haotian Sword, Qing Ke was very jealous, and between chasing Jiulong Jiaoniu and saving his life, he chose the latter.

The Haotian Sword roared, and it was too late to dodge, and between the lightning and flint, Qing Ke blocked it in front of him with the brick-like, broken Heaven Sealing Seal.

Even if the Seal of Heaven is broken, it is also an ancient artifact, and it is still okay to be a shield, and the sharp sword of the Haotian Sword did not hurt him.

However, Qing Ke heard a crisp sound, looked down, and couldn't help but be shocked.

He knew that the power of the Haotian Sword was rarely matched by the Three Realms, but it was in the hands of the Heavenly Dao, and he didn't think that the Dao Fan Sword could also exert the power of the Haotian Sword to the extreme.

Although the Sealing Heaven Seal had blocked the fatal blow of the Haotian Sword, the fierce sword qi had already left a crack on it.

According to this situation, as long as the Haotian Sword is launching two attacks, the Sealing Heaven Seal will be shattered.

Qing Ke was worried about the Nine Dragons in his heart, and he was pressed by Haotian Sword step by step, and his sharp phoenix eyes narrowed.

He put away the Seal of Heaven and made intricate gestures with both hands.

"Oh no, he's going to use the aura of fate."

The three saints and Fan Jian shouted together, and the three of them could recognize Fu Xi because they had a lot of knowledge.

Fan Jian was able to recognize it because in the time back, he had seen Qing Ke use the Heavenly Dao.

Therefore, he was even more nervous than the Three Sages, and his divine power was released, urging the Haotian Sword.

Trying to slay Qingke before his Circle of Destiny is completed. Otherwise, once the Circle of Destiny is completed, Fan Jian is afraid that history will reappear.

But the fate of Haotian Sword did not change, just when he urged the Baizhang Sword and stabbed at Qing Ke.

The aura of fate trapped it tightly, and the result was exactly the same as the last time in Kunlun Ruins.

"It's over the calf, the avenue is three thousand, and fate is king.

It seems that the fate of Haotian Sword is like this, it can't be changed, and the end is to be trapped by the aura of fate."

The history is strikingly similar, and it can't be changed at all, Fan Jian felt a chill in his heart, and he didn't know how to help Haotian Sword get out of trouble.

The last time Haotian Sword broke free from the aura of fate, it was at the cost of self-explosion, did it still let Haotian Sword explode itself?

Fan Jian was reluctant, he didn't dare to guarantee that after the Haotian Sword exploded this time, it would be able to recover.

Just when Fan Jian was anxiously thinking about countermeasures, the others didn't stop, and each of them sacrificed their magic weapons to take the Demon Venerable Qingke.

As a result, those magic weapons, without exception, were all trapped by the aura of fate, fell to the ground, and were imprisoned and could not move.

Not only that, as soon as Qing Ke raised his hand, Fan Jian and the others were all trapped by the aura of fate and couldn't move.

"Originally, I just wanted to get the Nine Dragons and repair the Heavenly Seal, but I didn't think that there would be an unexpected gain, so the deity killed a few of you first.

Fan Jian is right, you can pull out all the nails that the deity planted in the fairy world, you are also powerful.

But so what, that prison was built by the deity, and the purple electric immortal cover was also set up by the deity himself.

When the deity enters the prison, it is like entering my own backyard, and those subordinates of mine have already returned to the demon world, so you are busy working in vain, so I can't help it.

Zhang Laosan said that you are unlucky, and you are his nemesis, so he really made him right.

He died at your hands after all,

This is fate, and your destiny is the end in the hands of the deity, me."

Qing Ke used the aura of fate to imprison Fan Jian and the others, and he was not in a hurry to find the Nine Dragons Jiaoniu, and wanted to kill a few people first.

When he saw Fan Jian, he was angry, and he planned for ten thousand years to place more than two hundred hidden piles in the heavenly realm.

As a result, Fan Jian's census was all leaked, and his right-hand man Zhang Laosan also died at Fan Jian's hands, so he wanted to taunt him a few words, and then kill him.

Unexpectedly, halfway through the words, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and a mouth pulled him out.

"Grinding and chirping, it's far from our family Fan Jian, and you still want to clean him up? Have you asked my mother?"

It was Wang Cuihua who smoked Qingke, she was at home alone, and she thought of a few work problems, so she thought of discussing it with Ren Ji.

As a result, when I arrived at the Xuannu Palace, I heard that Ren Ji and Fan Jian had come to Langhuan Blessed Land, so I looked for them all the way.

I happened to see Fan Jian and a few people, imprisoned by the aura of fate, and a man with a red dot in the middle of his eyebrows was beeping at Fan Jian.

This angered Wang Cuihua, she was originally a person who didn't care, and when her temper came, she rushed over directly and slapped Qing Ke away.

"Wife, hurry up, he's Qing Ke, you're not an opponent, let's go!"

Seeing Wang Cuihua appear, Fan Jian's heart suddenly rose to her throat and eyes, and anxiously reminded her to leave quickly.

"Shouting what? What kind of guest, he treats you like this, where is the treat.

A big man, with a red dot, knows at a glance that it is not a good thing, stay away from him in the future, and do not play with him."

Wang Cuihua stupidly listened to Qing Ke as a treat, and casually tore off the aura of fate on Fan Jian's body, and slapped him on the back.

Fan Jian was stunned, Qing Ke was stunned, and everyone present was stunned.

No one can break free from fate, not even the way of heaven, but the aura of fate is in front of Wang Cuihua.

But it was like paper paste, extremely fragile, and just this moment, everyone was shocked.

"How can you be free from the shackles of fate? I don't believe it!"

Wang Cuihua's actions made Qing Ke feel incredible, and the aura of fate in his hand flashed, and he threw it directly towards Wang Cuihua.

He didn't believe that there was someone in this world who could escape fate, and it must have been an accident just now.

However, he was disappointed, and the aura of fate that flew out not only did not play a role, but also did not even hit Wang Cuihua.

"I know, my sister was cobbled together by me, and she shouldn't exist at all, and she doesn't even have her name in the book of life and death.

Fate can't control her at all, that is, her fate can only be controlled by herself, and no one else can interfere."

Yang Jian suddenly woke up, why could her sister tear off the aura of fate casually, because her appearance was an accident and was not in the Three Realms and Five Elements.

"Not only that, but what she wears on her body is the ancient artifact of the five-colored haze.

can bless luck, so the aura of fate can't trap her, although fate can't be changed, but it's not absolute, sometimes lucky people will change everything."

Fu Xi's eyes were sharp, and when he saw the aura of fate flying, the glow on Wang Cuihua's body flickered, and he recognized the lucky light emitted by the five-colored smoke at a glance.

"Are you using the old lady as a target for the ring? Today, my mother will make you look good."

Finding that the man with the red dot kept throwing it at him with a broken circle, Wang Cuihua became impatient and rushed over like a cannonball.