Top Level Air Fortune, Secretly Trained For Thousands of Years

Top Level Air Fortune, Secretly Trained For Thousands of Years
Dark instincts



The sound of hysterical fate, echoed in the dilapidated heavenly court, and heard tens of millions of soldiers and generals shivering.


Still got a maid?


Han Jue immediately used a simulation test to test his surroundings.


Not seeing another life.


at this moment!


The space behind Nantianmen suddenly shattered, a huge black hole appeared, and a figure slowly stepped out.


[Fate: Dadao Hunyuan's final stage, origin unknown]


[Fate: Middle stage Dadao Hunyuan realm, origin unknown]


[Fate: early stage of Dadao Hunyuan realm, origin unknown]


[Fate: Dadao Hunyuan's final stage, origin unknown]


...


Han Jue detected their cultivation in an instant.


There were a total of thirteen lives, all of which were the cultivation bases of Dadao saints!


Han Jue frowned, he was secretly surprised, the power of fate is already so great?


However, he noticed that this destiny did not carry the power of darkness, so all the saints on Avenue could demonstrate their abilities.


These lives had different shapes, all wearing black robes, and their bodies were like souls, terrifying.


The thirteen men came directly to the palace where Han Jue was, and their momentum continued to increase.


the explosion! the explosion! the explosion……


The palace shattered into pieces, the entire space shattered, and was replaced by a purple cloud chamber. Endless purple mist surged. Then, the purple clouds turned into a white light, and then a deep blue, which was very strange.


This is the original space, and the color changes just because where life is increasing crazily.


The thirteen men had just taken five steps, and twelve figures stood in front of him.


These are the twelve ancestors of witches.


Di Jiang twisted his neck with a hideous face, and smiled: "Brothers, very uncomfortable being suppressed by the forces of darkness before. It's time to vent!"


After those words fell, the twelve ancestral witches all became true ancestral witches, all with fearsome faces, python dragons on their waists, and burly figures.


Yuanshi Tianzun waved the shaker and said with a smile: "It's really time to do it."


Xiuying, Nuwa Empress and the other Dadao saints walked forward one after another.


The strength of the darkness earlier had really made them feel sad. Once the mana power was unleashed, it was instantly counterbalanced by the power of darkness. How can it be defeated?


The fate in Han Jue's hands cried out in panic, "Are you scared! There is no point in waiting for mercy now!"


Emperor Xietian, Han Tuo, Zhou Fan and the others frowned.


The thirteenth fate did not seem simple, even if the sages of Great Avenue stopped in front, they could still feel the thrilling coercion.


at this moment!


A black light suddenly exploded from behind the thirteen lives, sweeping across the primitive void.


All of Dadao's saints and tens of millions of heavenly soldiers and generals were late to respond and were instantly swept away, including Han Jue.


Han Jue only sensed the flower in front of him, and his surroundings suddenly turned pitch-black, as if he had come to a dark forbidden area, which he was, and the surrounding Emperor Xietian and the others had disappeared.


Immediately after, the stars lit up in the darkness, quickly dotting into the starry sky.


Han Jue looked at the thirteen destinies, fourteen destinies to be exact!


Behind the thirteen lives, there was a dark shadow, like a mass of energy.


"This is my dark instinct, which can only be done on the same natural existence. You can only escape this illusion if you defeat us!"


Hoarse voice sounded.


Thirteen people scattered together and quickly surrounded Han Jue.


Han Jue raised his eyebrows and asked, "The other Dao Saints will face your siege alone?"


The hoarse voice laughed and said: "Yes, give you a chance to surrender us and become destiny!"


Han Jue asked, "What if you don't give up?"


A black shadow emerged from his body, rapidly rising, forming a terrifying giant shadow, which was too easy to feel at ease.


"Then die!"


"kill!"


The hoarse voice immediately commanded, he could feel the horror of the face of the demon god, and he who troubled his heart gave the order directly.


...


In the primitive emptiness.


Emperor Xietian frowned, he raised his eyes, and the other Dao saints also did not move, not only the Dao saints, but thirteen lives as well.


The scene is very strange.


Ming in Han Jue's hand smiled lightly: "This is one of dark instincts. It can draw enemies from the same realm into an independent and true illusion. Every Dao saint would face the siege of his life alone until he fell. You still want to join forces to fight life?"


"Polo!"


"Forgot to tell you, every life has its own dark instincts!"


"When all the saints on the road have fallen, never think of living!"


Fate laughed wildly, very excitedly, as if he had seen Han Tuo and the others kneel down and beg for mercy.


Zhou Fan looked irritated and scolded: "I really want to pinch him to death!"


Fate was a saint from Dao Dadao, but imprisoned by Han Jue, how could he, Hun Yuan Da Luo Jinxian, be able to kill him?


Emperor Xietian's brows furrowed, and his heart was full of worry.


Both his number of lives and abilities exceeded his expectations.


This battle is still too reckless!


Goddamn...


Han Jue was also troubled.


Emperor Xietian raised his eyes to look at Han Jue, he could only be dumbfounded.


Han Jue even smiled.


Seeing Han Jue lift up his life, smiled and said, "Dark instinct? There really is something!"


The others froze, and the next moment they could not help but exclaim.


"Dad!"


"Mastering!"


"Mastering!"


They could not believe their eyes.


How did Han Jue break his dark instincts?


Han Jue's eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "No way! Never was! How can you escape this dark instinct?"


His voice vibrates.


Han Jue would put in his sleeves, and then walk up to the thirteen people who were far away who were not moving.


"How difficult is it to free yourself? Just wait."


Han Jue's words fell into the ears of Emperor Xietian, Han Tuo and the others, leaving them dumbfounded.


In other words, in just a few dozen breaths, Han Jue killed all 13 people in an independent illusion?


this……


Rao was also startled by Zhou Fan and Chu Shi who had complete trust in Han Jue.


How strong is this!


They turned their heads and looked, only to see a majestic shadow emerge from behind Han Jue.


Yitian inevitably asked: "Han Tuo, isn't that your birth supernatural power? So, you inherited it!"


Han Tuo looked at the demon god above Han Jue with a complicated expression.


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When Han Jue came to the thirteenth man, there were already dozens of demon gods on top of his head, all leaning forward, looking at the thirteenth man, like dozens of swarming giants, looking at every ant.


"No way! How did you do it?"


There was a cry from behind the thirteen men, and their words were full of fear.


It was life that showed dark instincts, and the black energy he transformed kept swaying, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.


His dark instincts now trapped his friend.


Han Jue glanced at him, and the dozens of demon gods above his head clenched and smashed their palms together, like the sky was collapsing!


the explosion!


A terrifying gaze exploded, so all the spectators closed their eyes, and their spiritual thoughts were blocked.