Xing Hongxuan waved her sleeves and cast a spell, and a light curtain appeared in front of everyone, and her dream began to appear.

In the dream, a young man was walking forward with his sword. In front of him was a giant monster trampling on a broken city full of smoke. The wailings of countless people resounded under the sky.

The young man was wearing a white dress and raised his hand and pointed it. It turned out to be the sword finger of the Xuanhuang Breaking Realm of Heaven and Earth. The sword energy was killed along the tip of his fingers, and it was thousands of miles away, piercing through the head of the giant monster, and blood sprinkled on the yellow sky.

Han Jue looked strange.

I have to say that this boy does have his taste.

"Strange, this is not happening in the Heavenly Dao."

Chang Yue'er calculated by counting her fingers that the heavens and heavens did not fit the scenes in the dream.

The Yuqing Sect has many names in the way of heaven, and its names are big names, but it is impossible to calculate it in combination with this battle and the young man.

Fairy Xixuan stared at the dream and said, "Maybe it didn't happen right now."

The girls continued to watch.

The dreams are constantly changing, and the key processes of several battles have been captured. These experiences are too similar to those of Han Jue's battles, and of course they are not exactly the same, but they always think of Han Jue when they look at them.

When Xing Hongxuan's dream ended, Li Yao said, "Can they be a descendant?"

Qing Luaner nodded and said, "It should be true, many people among their descendants admire their husbands."

This is a way of thinking.

Han Jue smiled and said, "I will know in the future. Anyway, it's not considered a temporary matter. It can only be a future thing. If you can dream of it, it may come from the Huanger lineage."

Xing Hongxuan's eyes lit up and she said, "Will Huang'er get married and have children?"

Han Huang is as heartless as Tieshi. He has not had a woman for so many years, and he seems to look down on women very much.

Only Han Jue knew that Han Huang felt that he was not the same race as sentient beings, so he was not married.

Just like it is difficult for a man to marry a chicken or a dog, even if it is almost the same after transformation, Han Huang's arrogance in his bones does not allow him to do that.

"Maybe, who can predict such a marriage?"

Han Jue stood up with a smile, then left the Taoist temple, leaving behind curious discussions among the women.

Women are all gossipy, and they are curious about what kind of woman Han Huang will marry.

On the other side.

Transcend the realm, the imperial court of creation.

In the dark hall, faint white fire was lit on the edge, and thunder clouds appeared in the sky. Han Huang meditated in a mysterious pool, with Hongmeng magic gun standing next to it, and purple dragons were entangled, nourished by the pool water.

A sound of footsteps came, and Han Ling, wearing a graceful golden long skirt, walked over, wearing a phoenix crown and mysterious jade hanging on her forehead, bursting out dazzling light, covering her peerless face. Behind her long skirt was a row of phantoms of imperial soldiers, like guards, inseparable from them.

Han Ling stopped, looked at Han Huang from afar, and said, "Second brother, don't be obsessed anymore. That existence is willing to let you understand the seven supreme rules that transcend you."

Han Huang didn't raise his eyes and said, "Thank you for your kindness. I have to comprehend my magical powers first. The previous battles made me realize a lot. I was not obsessed with it. Fourth sister, don't worry."

Han Ling sighed lightly: "That evil demon is indeed powerful. Even if I go to help you ten, I will not be his opponent, it is mainly because of the gap in realm."

"But how long has the most evil demon been born?"

"The origin should not be that simple, even my father can only expel him."

"No matter where he comes from, he is stronger than us. This is a fact. We must strive to surpass him!"

Han Huang said firmly, and Han Ling could only sigh again when he heard it.

The hall was silent, only the sound of flowing water in the pool was echoing slightly.

Han Ling turned around and left, leaving a sentence: "Second brother, your focus should be Hongmeng, not others. If you are too obsessed with the strength of others, you will forget the most basic and important things and do your best to make yourself better than trying your best to overcome others."

Han Huang opened his eyes, looked at her back, and frowned.

Instead of refuting, he fell into thinking.

...

Chaos, the Nine Extreme Taoist Orthodox.

Zhao Shuangquan, the nine gods, and Yu Yuan meditated against each other.

Seeing that Zhao Shuangquan looked ugly, Yu Yuan asked, "Lord Taoist, what do you want to say?"

Zhao Shuangquan glanced at him, took a deep breath, and said, "The Nine-Sharp Dao Orthodox needs to become stronger, and the current level is far from enough."

Zhao Shuangquan, who had awakened the Eighth Chaos Memories, knew Yu Yuan's true identity, and was the inheritor of the will of the First Chaos. Sooner or later, he was taken over by the First Chaos, but this fact must be concealed. For this reason, he vigorously cultivated Yu Yuan and allowed Yu Yuan to receive treatment far beyond his previous experience in the Creation Imperial Court.

"What the Nine-Sensory Taoist Orthodox is the most lacking in top power. I remembered an existence, who is the head of the previous god. He is the original ancestor god and has the strength that is not inferior to the most evil demon." The nine-born god said leisurely and leisurely.

Zhao Shuangquan raised his eyebrows and said, "Where is he?"

"He was cursed by the Dark Forbidden Lord, and only a wisp of will remain in the blank realm. I will find a way to resurrect him. He was my capable general and would listen to me."

"Oh? You were so awesome before?"

"Ahem, I was at least in charge of Chaos."

"Then why did you end up in such a situation?"

Zhao Shuangquan and Yu Yuan both looked at the nine gods in confusion.

The Nine Demons were embarrassed and there was no answer.

Zhao Shuangquan narrowed his eyes and asked, "Who is it?"

The Nine-born god said: "The power of the divine...but this matter has passed, I was careless at the beginning."

Zhao Shuangquan did not ask again. After seeing the scene of the God of Power and Tiansheng suppressing the evil demon, he knew that the nine gods were defeated and not wronged.

Yu Yuan didn't interrupt and didn't know what he was thinking about.

"One is not enough. What I want is to compete with the power of divine power. The more existences like the original ancestor god, the better. When the great kalpa arrives, who can guarantee that divine power will not enter the catastrophe?"

Zhao Shuangquan said in a deep voice, he was used to preparing for the worst.

The nine gods looked bitter.

Boy, do you really think there are many like the original ancestor god?

If it weren't for the appearance of the Divine Power Heavenly Saint, the original ancestor god would be considered an invincible existence in chaos.

The nine gods sighed in their hearts.

He could not understand the speed of the Divine Power Heavenly Saint.

"Where is the Dark Forbidden Lord? Can't he even curse the original ancestor god to death?" Yu Yuan asked.

The Nine-born gods gave him a blank look and said, "How mysterious is the Dark Forbidden Lord? Even his divine power is cursed by him. Do you want to conquer him?"

Yu Yuan said: "The Dark Forbidden Lord dared not show up, he must be afraid. If we join forces with him, he might be more confident."

"When you say it lightly, how can you win over it?"

"The Nine-Sharp Taoist Orthodox can directly believe in the Dark Forbidden Lord, wait for the Dark Forbidden Lord to contact us on his own initiative, and can also attract believers of the Dark Forbidden Lord. As for the negative impact, we can fabricate his legend and beautify him. In today's era, there are not many people who truly hate the Dark Forbidden Lord."
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