Top Tier Providence, Secretly Cultivate for a Thousand Years

Returning to Baiyue Immortal River, Han Jue sat on the thirty-sixth-grade reincarnation-destroying black lotus.

He discussed with Saint Xuandu for an hour, and finally decided to wait for the reincarnation space to develop for a while, forcing the Chaos Demon God to appear.

Han Jue didn't even try to figure out where the Chaos Demon God was.

Unlike Xuandu Shengzun, Han Jue was only interested in participating in this matter and did not have any intention to do anything, so he was not as anxious as Xuandu Shengzun.

The killing of the Dark Saint King attracted the hatred of the twenty-six powerful men to Han Jue. He had to keep a low profile for the next period of time.

Han Jue decided to keep a low profile for thousands of years before cursing these guys.

Han Jue pulled up his email to see the recent changes in his circle of friends.

[Your friend Evil Heaven Emperor inherited the inheritance of your enemy Dark Saint Lord, and his moral performance has greatly improved]

[Your friend Yang Du was attacked by a mysterious race] x392092

[Your friend Qiuxilai encountered a mysterious curse]

[Your friend Fu Xitian was attacked by a mysterious power and died.]

[Your friend Fu Xitian encountered your enemy Nuwa and was resurrected, becoming a free saint]

[Your disciple Yang Tiandong was attacked by a mysterious powerful force and was seriously injured]

[Your disciple Sun Fangliang received enlightenment from your friend Daozu, and his Taoism soared]

…

Evil Emperor...

Seeing his condition, Han Jue sighed silently.

This is the road for the Evil Emperor to go to darkness. As everyone knows, the backing of the Dark Saint King is the backing of the saints of Heavenly Dao.

After going round and round, the Evil Emperor is still just a pawn, unable to break through those powerful cages.

Looking further down, Han Jue saw what happened to Fu Xitian and had a bad premonition.

Fu Xitian's death will inevitably lead to the death of a hard-line saint, just like the former Lawless God, which will once again set off internal fighting among the saints. When the next disaster of heaven comes, the saints will fight among themselves and it will be difficult to unite.

Han Jue had already figured out the plans of the great masters in the Guixu Divine Realm, but he couldn't tell them.

His only advantage is that those powerful people don't know that he already knows the truth.

Han Jue will use this to break them up.

It is impossible for these powers to be absolutely united!

After reading the email, Han Jue continued to practice.

He is waiting for the opportunity to curse.

It’s been a long time since I’ve cursed, so I miss you.

It’s time for the Lord of Darkness to return!

…

In the underworld, beside the underworld.

Yang Tiandong was meditating, and Empress Houtu appeared above the underworld.

Feeling her aura, Yang Tiandong quickly opened his eyes and saluted her.

Empress Houtu asked: "I have already investigated, but I still don't know who attacked you. The security of the underworld has been strengthened recently. The saints left the fairy world not long ago to deal with the dark saint. The saint Fuxi died. There may be a crisis in heaven. This is just the beginning, the underworld is the lowest level of heaven, and it may become a breakthrough point for unknown enemies."

Yang Tiandong frowned and said: "Empress, my cultivation is very weak, I'm afraid it will be difficult to protect the underworld..."

"Don't worry, I will let the eighteen ancient kings of hell return. They are all Da Luo Jinxian. This is also the greatest power accumulated by the underworld."

Eighteen Daluo Golden Immortals!

Yang Tiandong's eyelids twitched wildly, so powerful?

He was relieved and a little worried at the same time.

The return of the eighteen ancient kings of hell is bound to affect his status.

He won't be punished and killed, right?

Empress Houtu continued: "I will leave the fairy world for a while. I will discuss everything with the King of Hell. He has a wide network of connections and can handle all situations."

"Understood."

Empress Houtu disappeared, Yang Tiandong got up and left.

On the way back, Yang Tiandong was worried, always feeling that something big was about to happen.

the other side.

The fairy world is still running on its own, and the battle of the saints has not spread. Those creatures rescued by the saints are still imprisoned in the saints' dojo. Just because they possess the power of darkness, they must be completely eliminated in order to make the saints feel at ease.

In the past tens of thousands of years, the most prestigious power in the immortal world has been Dashantian.

Holding high the top of the list of heavenly destiny and mastering the first mortal world, the Santian Sect he created spreads all over the fairy world, and its power is growing day by day.

Since Buzhou Mountain became a dangerous place, Li Daokong's reputation has also plummeted. I don't know who secretly spread the past that he was a disciple of the People's Sect. For a time, labels such as bloodthirsty and traitor fell on Li Daokong, and Li Daokong did not defend himself. , I go my own way.

Li Daokong was not developing well, but the Holy Mother Sect supported by the Hidden Sect was developing smoothly, absorbing countless female disciples. Coupled with Huang Zuntian's constant care, the two sects formed an alliance and were of great help to each other.

The Celestial Clan also sends immortals to visit the Holy Mother Sect from time to time, and the Holy Mother Sect has become a big force.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and all sentient beings have forgotten the hidden door, but the power of the hidden door is already terrifying.

This day.

Buzhou Shenshan welcomed a human monk. He was wearing a green robe, with a majestic appearance, his face was not too outstanding, and he had the cultivation level of Taiyi Earth Immortal, but he was not too powerful either.

After entering the mountain, he rushed towards the top of the mountain.

When he reached the mountainside, a thunder suddenly came and almost killed him.

"go back."

Li Daokong's voice sounded extremely indifferent.

The green-robed man gritted his teeth and said: "I am a human monk, Meng Xiao. I don't mean to disturb seniors. I want to climb to the highest peak of the immortal world and sue the immortal gods for injustice!"

His eyes were determined, without a trace of fear.

"Then you go to the Thirteenth Heaven and don't bother Buzhou Qingjing."

Li Daokong's voice sounded again, with a hint of impatience.

Meng Xiao knelt down half-kneeling, clasped his fists and said: "Humans are not allowed to go to the Thirteenth Heaven. I cannot meet the Heavenly Ancestor, so I can only come to Buzhou Mountain. Legend has it that standing on the top of Buzhou Mountain, one can shout to the Thirty-Three Heavens." , I only have this way!"

"I hope senior will allow me, otherwise I will have to die at the hands of senior. I will have nothing to worry about in this life!"

boom!

A thunderbolt fell from the sky, instantly scorching Meng Xiao black and rolling down the hillside.

But he quickly stabilized his figure, stood up tremblingly, and continued to climb unsteadily.

Red blood began to ooze from the charred body surface, and Meng Xiao looked like a ghost, but his eyes were still bright and determined.

"Please... senior... allow..."

Meng Xiao said in a trembling voice while climbing the mountain, UU reading a book www.uukanshu.net, his voice was weak, not as loud as the wind.

Buzhou Shenshan fell into loneliness.

Li Daokong acquiesced to his behavior and no longer stopped him.

Several months later, Meng Xiao, who was seriously injured, finally reached the top of Buzhou Mountain with great difficulty.

The top of the mountain penetrated the sea of ​​clouds. Meng Xiao knelt on the top of the mountain, gasping for air. The sun shone on him. His physical injuries had recovered. He used magic to wash his body and put on a clean robe, but his condition was very poor. His face was pale and his body was shaky.

Meng Xiao raised his eyes and slowly raised his right hand.

He had never felt that the sky was so close to him.

He gritted his teeth and raised his head and shouted: "I, Meng Xiao of the human race, sue the heavenly general of the heavenly clan for slaughtering millions of men in my family and humiliating the women of my clan. The immortals and gods are unfair. I ask the heavenly ancestor to seek justice for me!"