Deep in the chaos, on a broken continent, two groups of practitioners were facing each other tit for tat.

On one side are Ancestor Xitian, Li Daokong, Shi Dudao and others, and on the other are Huang Zuntian and others.

Huang Zuntian has more men, more than four times as many as Ancestor Xitian.

Huang Zuntian stared at Ancestor Xitian and said: "Ancestor, because we have the friendship of heaven, you should merge into the destiny. I am the orthodox destiny master, and I have millions of people who are determined to calamity under my command. You take these men with you, A lonely tree cannot support itself.”

Shi Dudao and Li Daokong frowned.

Naturally, they have also heard of Huang Zuntian's reputation. From being an unknown person to becoming the master of life, his methods are naturally powerful, at least they are beyond their reach.

Ancestor Xitian smiled and said: "Huang Zuntian, I didn't expect that there would be someone like you in Heaven. Your talent is not in cultivation, but your potential is as immeasurable as that of the mighty Heavenly Sage."

Huang Zuntian smiled and said: "Thank you for the compliment, ancestor. Now I just want to integrate those who determine the fate and look forward to the future together. Although the chaos is peaceful, our fate cannot be escaped. If we cannot unite, sooner or later we will be defeated one by one. When we become those who determine destiny, in fact, we are no longer chaotic creatures. If we want to survive in chaos, we must restrain ourselves and unite as one..."

Patriarch Xitian nodded, seeming to agree with Huang Zuntian's opinion, but he did not agree to the merger.

For a moment, the atmosphere became grim and silent.

Shi Dudao thought to himself: "What is this situation? Why hasn't the Lord of Darkness shown up yet? What is he doing?"

Suddenly he couldn't see clearly.

He thought that the Dark Forbidden Lord and Shenwei Heavenly Sage were both the same person. The Dark Forbidden Lord first supported the fate forces and promoted the reputation of Shenwei Heavenly Saint. Now that Shenwei Heavenly Saint has become famous in the chaos, the next step is to clean up the mess and unite the fate forces. , developed into a potential force lurking in the dark.

"Ancestor, have you thought clearly?" Huang Zuntian asked with narrowed eyes, and he gestured quietly with his right hand behind his waist.

This is a sign of preparation for battle.

Ancestor Xitian took a step forward and said with a smile: "We can surrender, but as the master of life, should you prove your strength? The superior means cannot convince everyone. If you want to lead the power of life to become stronger, you still have to rely on Supernatural powers.”

Huang Zuntian smiled and said: "Then please ask the ancestor for advice."

His eyes burst into cold light.

Ancestor Xitian suddenly noticed a dangerous aura.

For some reason, he inexplicably thought of Han Jue's Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Boundary Breaking Sword Finger.

This kid is really not simple!

No wonder he became the master of life!

Time passes by.

One hundred thousand years have passed.

Under the old tree, Han Qing'er is still meditating and practicing. Now her cultivation level has reached the level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian. It took hundreds of thousands of years to achieve enlightenment. This breakthrough speed is already exaggerated.

Qingluan'er had just finished practicing and couldn't help but stretch. She glanced at her daughter next to her and couldn't help asking: "Qing'er, aren't you tired?"

Anyway, Qingluan'er couldn't continue practicing, so every once in a while, she would stop and rest.

Han Qing'er didn't open his eyes and said: "Why do you get tired of getting stronger? Maybe you just can't feel the speed of cultivation."

Qingluan'er blinked and was stunned for a moment before he understood.

This is mocking her talent for cultivation.

Qingluan'er reached out and patted Han Qing'er on the back, but she didn't use any force, for fear of affecting her practice.

Looking at Han Qing'er's side face, she was filled with emotion.

Both sons and daughters are eager to practice.

She didn't understand it before, but now she understands it because it was passed down from their father.

Han Jue's cultivation was even more exaggerated. He spent millions of years in seclusion. She couldn't help but feel numb every time she thought about it.

At this time, footsteps came.

I saw Han Jue coming.

Seeing Han Jue, Qingluan'er stood up in surprise.

"Husband, why are you here?"

Hearing these words, Han Qing'er also opened her eyes. She stood up suddenly, walked to Han Jue, and said: "Father, I want to fight with you and learn from each other!"

The creatures not far away also opened their eyes. After so many years, they only looked a few years older.

Han Jue smiled and said, "Come out and take a look at you."

He glanced at Han Qing'er and said, "You want to compete with me, but you are not qualified."

When Han Qing'er heard this, she immediately refused to accept it.

"Impossible! I am very strong now, and those disciples are not my disciples!"

"None of them have entered Taoism, they just practice simple cultivation. How can they compare to you?"

"So, you can only fight me."

"Let's do this, I'll let Jiang Jueshi fight you."

"no!"

Han Qing'er flatly refused.

She is not stupid, Jiang Jueshi is a free saint, and the terrifying feeling he brought to her is still vivid in her mind.

Moreover, Jiang Jueshi was just a disciple, and his attack was neither light nor serious, and her father could not hurt her.

Han Jue smiled, and then used Dark Nightmare to pull Han Qing'er into sleep.

Dreams are a chaotic void.

Han Qing'er looked around with a look of surprise on her face. She thought she was brought to the void by her father and didn't realize that this place was just a dream.

Han Jue said: "Since you want to fight, then come."

A demon god's dharma image condensed above his head. Each one reached a height of one million feet, and there were a hundred demon god dharma images. They all leaned forward and looked down at Han Qing'er.

Han Qing'er was dumbfounded. She had never seen such a scene before. She raised her eyes and looked up, UU reading www.uukanshu. net itself is surrounded.

She was shaking with fear.

Ant!

The word suddenly occurred to her.

When she was traveling in the fairy world, she saw many children who liked to squat and play with the ants on the ground, surrounding them, which were exactly the same.

Han Jue's face was expressionless and he said: "Since you insist on fighting me, let me show you my father's power. Why can my father be so powerful in chaos? Let's see!"

The Tiangang Demon God roared angrily, causing Han Qing'er to tremble in fright. She subconsciously wanted to escape, but was imprisoned by a terrifying force, unable to move, and even her soul could not escape from her body.

How can it be!

Han Qing'er's pretty face turned pale and she could only watch the Tiangang Demon God punch him.

That murderous aura is real!

Her father was not kidding her!

boom!

The Tiangang Demon God struck down Han Qing'er physically and mentally with one punch.

The dream ends.

Han Qing'er opened her eyes, gasping for air, covered in cold sweat, with a look of fear on her face.

Qingluan'er asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

The dream came too fast. Han Jue was fighting and chatting with her just now, so she didn't notice that Han Qing'er was pulled into the dream by her father.

Han Jue asked with a half-smile, "Do you still want to fight?"

Han Qing'er was so frightened that she shook her head like a rattle.

Qingluan'er's face darkened when he saw her frightened like this, and looked at Han Jue.

Han Jue gave a fake cough and said: "It's nothing, I just had a fight with her in my dream. She didn't hurt her, she was just scared. Alas, with this kind of mental quality, you still dare to challenge me, and you still want to surpass her big brother? "

Han Qing'er's face turned red with embarrassment, but she couldn't help but shudder when she thought of the scene just now.

terrible!

It turns out that my father is so scary when he is serious!

No wonder those saints in the Qiankun Palace were so respectful to their father. Wouldn't they have been beaten like this before?

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