Top Level Air Fortune, Secretly Trained For Thousands of Years

Chaos is unknown

In the vast void, sailboats travel in the same direction.

A middle-aged Taoist stood on the deck of a large sailboat at the very front, surrounded by ten slap-sized stone slabs, like a puzzle, mysterious and unpredictable.

The middle-aged daoist stared at the bright and beautiful star universe in front of him, frowning slightly.

The creature with the snake body and the human head next to it smiled and said: "I did not expect that there is a heaven and earth hidden in chaos, which is perfect for my race to survive."

The middle-aged daoist said: "There is something wrong, there are no strong restrictions nearby, and there is no breath of life in it, why is it that the other races do not lead?"

The snake's body and the human head said: "The chaos is infinite, and it's normal not to be discovered by living things."

"Yes, but better be careful."

The middle-aged daoist said seriously.

The snake-shaped human head nodded and turned to go down giving the order. .

at the same time.

In the third dojo.

Han Huang looked at the race outside the universe with an excited expression.

"Saint Liberty, give me a chance to exercise my hand and open the flesh."

Han Huang muttered to himself, he jumped up, and wanted to rush out.

the explosion!

The invisible dojo formation blocked Han Huang from the sky, and the sky churned, causing all the disciples in the dojo to look up.

Han Qing'er looked surprised, what did this child want to do?

He looked up and immediately saw a mysterious race outside the universe.

“Second brother, don't worry, there will be no danger with Jiang Peishi.” Han Qing'er shouted, she had seen Jiang Peishi take action earlier to defend against foreign enemies.

Hearing this, Han Huang frowned.

He did not continue to die in the dojo formation, turned around and flew to the Taoist temple of Han Jue. He wanted to enter the temple and asked Han Jue to let him out, but he could not open the door of the Taoist temple.

Han Jue was busy practicing, so how could he be bullied.

Han Huang was moved, he was already a saint of the Great Dao, and he still could not shake this door.

He knew that his father was strong, but he did not expect that he was still so strong that he could not compete with him.

He was already a Dao saint, unable to even open the door of a Taoist temple?

Han Huang did not believe in evil, he gritted his teeth and continued to push, trying his best.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not push it, and he could not destroy the door in front of him even with holy power.

Han Huang let go and turned to leave.

He went straight back to the Taoist temple himself to retreat and practice.

At the same time, Jiang Peishi went to the universe, and Han Qinger started watching the battle.

Jiang Peishi was already invincible in the realm of freedom, and the other races were wise leaders of freedom, so naturally he was not his opponent.

The battle did not last long, and Jiang Peishi won easily.

Han Qinger said with emotion: "No wonder he can suppress second brother, it is indeed powerful."

Every time he witnessed Jiang Pei Shi's battle, he was blown away.

Qing Luan'er also watched the battle and said in admiration, "As expected of your father's disciple, he should be your father's proudest disciple, right?"

Han Qing'er shook her head and said, "Not necessarily. I heard the second brother say that Jiang Peishi at most entered the top ten under his father's sect."

Qingluan'er shook her head and laughed.

Han Qing'er glanced at him and could not help but ask: "Mother, you don't seem to want to know about your father at all? Be careful dad's looking for some more women!"

Qing Luan'er smiled and said: "Just look, because I know your father, he is full of mysteries, and I love his mysteries. It was something that I did not dare to think about before, how could I bother you. father cultivation?"

Han Qing'er pouted, unable to understand her mother, but did not say much.

Everyone has a choice for everyone.

Moreover, his father was indeed perfect, no matter in appearance, cultivation, or personality, manners, he felt that no one could match him.

Han Qinger couldn't help but think, what kind of hero is her husband in the future?

nay!

Father is the strongest, better to be eight points away from him!

…

Another hundred thousand years have passed.

Han Jue opened his eyes, and his cultivation had improved greatly.

He first entrusted the dream to the Peacock God, confirming that the Peacock God had escaped.

In the dream, the Peacock God continued to prostrate, thanking Han Jue.

He was now completely convinced of the Dark Lord, and he could save him without doing anything.Of course, his supporters had to be hugged tightly.

After the dream was lifted, Han Jue entrusted the dream to the Supreme Punishment God.

He was talking about ancient gods.

"I already know about this, the ancient gods are very powerful, and I am not his opponent."

The Supreme Punishment God His Majesty said solemnly, this is also the reason why he did not dare to go to the ancient wilderness directly.

Han Jue raised his eyebrows. He knew that the Supreme Punishment God was not the opponent of the ancient gods, and the price difference was huge. He only wanted the Supreme Punishment God to prepare early.

The Supreme Punishment, His Highness God said helplessly: "The Daoist Dean should be able to see that there are many areas in the chaos that cannot be spied on, and the power they contain cannot be counted. After all, chaos had existed for a long time, and it was too long to count how many years it was."

Han Ju was silent.

Why did he feel that the Supreme Punishment God was weak?

Weak with whitening?

Come to think of it, that's also true. The previous Supreme Punishment God was a challenge to a high position, and there were far fewer enemies than the original ancestral god. Now he was sitting in the position of the original ancestral god, and many eyes were staring The pressure was much greater than before, and he did not dare to act recklessly.

"I will take precautions against this issue. Thank you fellow daoist for reminding me. I don't have to worry about it. I have a certain understanding of the ancient wilderness, so I can't hurt Chaos for now." The Supreme Punishment God His Majesty said in a serious manner, his tone sincere, as if he was being attacked by Han Jue.

Han Jue did not believe he would be moved, so he immediately greeted him.

After the dream ended, Han Jue opened his eyes.

Hearing the words of the God of Punishment, this person would not have a good relationship with the ancient gods.

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Han Jue also had no desire to spend his life evolving, even if his guess was correct, it would be fine. After all, his friendship with the Supreme Punishment God was equivalent to a friendship with the ancient gods.

Whoever the boss in Chaos had nothing to do with him, as long as he did not provoke him.

Even if he wanted to provoke him, he could hide in the dojo.

The chaos of today, including the Taoist creator, cannot break into his dojo.

Han Jue started checking his email and noticed the latest developments in the friendship circle.

…

The sky was dark and foggy, the earth was flat and vast, and the horizon was endless.

Dao Zhizun, Zhao Xuanyuan, Jiang Yi were meditating in one place, while Lao Dan stood not far away and looked around.

"There's no danger, I've said it, don't worry, my baby is very reliable. If there is any imminent danger, I will definitely be notified," Zhao Xuanyuan said with a smile.

Old Dan snorted: "Your heart may be fulfilled elsewhere, but it may not be worth it here."

Zhao Xuanyuan shook his head and laughed.

Jiang Yi said: "Don't say that, I really feel that something is staring at us, isn't he the one who chased after us before?"

"Not really, how long has it been? We've been recovering for thousands of years."

Zhao Xuanyuan frowned, feeling uneasy in his heart.

They say that good things are hard to predict, but if they say bad things, they are more accurate than each other.

The more Zhao Xuanyuan thought about it, the more agitated he was, and he suddenly stood up.

He followed and looked around, for fear of the enemy appearing.

Jiang Yi sighed: "I'm ready to get hurt."