Top Tier Providence, Secretly Cultivate for a Thousand Years

On the void battlefield, Han Ming, dressed in black robes, offered a flying knife, hovering in his palm.

In front of him, thousands of miles away, stood a Taoist saint with a human-like body, wearing a green feather Taoist robe, but his head looked like some kind of demon bird.

"Freedom? You should admit defeat and be decent. I know you are from the Hidden Sect. It is said that you are the biological brother of Shenwei Tiansheng?"

The saint in Taoist robes spoke calmly, without any contempt or fear.

Han Ming smiled and said: "My name is Han Ming. I am here to participate in the Chaos Festival to represent myself. I am not qualified to represent the Mighty Heavenly Sage. Come on, even if you lose, you have to destroy me physically and mentally, so that I can't Leave regrets.”

A special formation has been cast in this space, which can protect the remaining soul of the genius during life and death.

When the Taoist saint heard this, he became unfriendly and the two sides immediately started fighting.

Han Ming suddenly transformed and turned into soul energy and penetrated into the flying knife. He was the Demon God of Souls. To deal with the saints of the Great Dao, he could only use the Great Dao of Souls!

The flying knives split into countless handles and attacked the Taoist-robed saint from different directions.

The saint in Taoist robes did not panic at all, raised his hand to use his magical power, drew a circle with his right hand in front of his body, and a golden halo appeared.

Han Ming, who turned into a flying knife, saw the Taoist robe saint suddenly disappear, but the golden halo was still there.

Countless flying knives circled crazily, surrounding the golden circle of light, trying to find the Taoist robe saint.

"No! He didn't hide!"

Han Ming suddenly woke up and controlled all the flying knives to rush towards the golden circle of light. At this time, the golden circle of light shrank and disappeared.

In another space, the Taoist robe saint closed his sleeves. In fact, it was not that he was hiding, but that he had changed the situation and moved Han Ming into his own magical space.

"Let's end it like this. It will also give face to Shenwei Tiansheng."

The Taoist-robed saint murmured in a casual tone.

Han Jue in the main hall was speechless, so pretentious!

Why tell it, isn't it just to tell them?

Said it twice!

This time Zhang Si. A Supreme Daoist below smiled and said: "Which child is so ignorant that Shenwei Tiansheng still needs him to give face?"

As soon as this statement came out, other powerful people laughed at him one after another. They seemed to be joking, but in fact they were carrying guns and sticks.

The elder of the saint in Taoist robes stood up quickly and said: "Don't blame Heavenly Saint. My disciple has been in seclusion and his mind has not yet awakened. When he finishes, I will definitely teach him a lesson!"

Han Jue smiled and said he didn't care.

He looked at the sky again, the battle was not over yet.

The saint in Taoist robes was waiting for the end, when black mist suddenly emerged from his sleeves, which was transformed by his soul's thoughts. Like maggots on the tarsal bones, it began to surround his body. He was so startled that he activated his magic power to disperse it.

The Avenue of Souls directly faces his soul.

The Taoist-robed saint's pupils shrank, and Han Ming's figure was reflected inside.

"It doesn't end that easily!"

"Dao Sage? Do you know how many Dao Saints I have competed with?"

Han Ming's voice rang in the Taoist saint's ears, making the Taoist saint moved.

The powerful men in the hall were all attracted by this battle.

The fight between the Saint of Freedom and the Saint of Dao usually ends in an instant. Unexpectedly, there are variables in this battle.

Han Jue asked softly: "Ling'er, what do you think the outcome will be?"

Han Ling replied: "Uncle Han... will be defeated. The gap in realm is too great and it is difficult to overcome by magical power."

Han Jue didn't answer, acquiescing to this judgment.

The voice of the Supreme God of Punishment came: "Even if he loses, he has shown his qualifications. In addition to his cultivation qualifications, his fighting talent is also very strong. I think he can be the new sixth God of Punishment."

His words moved everyone present.

Divine Punishment is an existence with a higher status than the Great Dao Gods, but its actual power is not as good as that of the Great Dao Gods. After all, each of the Great Dao Gods controls one area.

The powerful men were secretly envious, but did not dare to say anything. After all, Han Ming was the younger brother of Shenwei Tiansheng. Moreover, the qualifications Han Ming showed were indeed qualified.

The battle lasted for half an hour, and Han Ming was finally defeated.

In reality, there are not so many surprises. The other party is not an ordinary saint. He is also an unparalleled genius who has fought with many bones to get to this day.

After Han Ming was sent back to Shijue City, the Yin Sect disciples went to greet him one after another. After learning the result, they were not comforted. Instead, they gloated about his misfortune. Han Ming felt no pressure anymore.

The one who mocked him the most was the Black Prison Chicken. The Black Prison Chicken was indignant and felt that Han Ming should accompany him earlier.

The hundred statues are getting closer and closer.

A few days later, the hundred were successfully decided.

There were a few Dao Saints who dueled in advance and were eliminated miserably. There were no disciples of the Hidden Sect for the time being. Almost all of the Hidden Sect's disciples who had made it this far were Great Fortune and Chaos Demon Gods. How could they lose?

Hundreds of statues were chosen, and the name spread across ten cities.

The Supreme Punishment God specially asked the Hundred Lords to rest for a month before starting again next month.

After that, it will still be one-on-one. If you lose, you will be eliminated. It will be decided to the top ten. There will be a bye in the middle. However, the bye player cannot directly become the top ten. At that time, he will have to choose to challenge a winner individually.

The Chaos Festival is here, and every one of them is a peerless battle that can shock ancient and modern times.

The Supreme Punishment God only opened up a fighting void in order to allow all living beings in Shijue City to clearly appreciate the elegance of the hundreds of geniuses.

The first battle was with Han Tuo, and his opponent turned out to be another divine punishment.

The identity of the two sides caused an uproar among the spectators. Did the Supreme Punishment God do this on purpose?

Are you afraid that outsiders will say that he operates in secret?

But this is too cruel!

When the two gods saw each other, they were also stunned.

Han Tuo laughed and said: "Fourth brother, UUReading www.uukanshu.net . We have already anticipated this situation. Come on, you are welcome. If you can beat me, I will be even happier!"

Black Penalty said excitedly: "Okay, although we have sparred many times, I always want to beat you!"

Han Tuo was the first to take action. He knew that if he didn't take action, the two of them would remain humble.

The five great gods are so upright and upright, how can they behave like children in front of others?

There is a gap in strength between the two, and the ending is not unexpected.

Strong sacrifice reads sacrifice. Han Jue is more interested in Han Huang, Huang Zuntian, Zhao Shuangquan, and Qingtian Xuanji.

Although the latter two are not top-notch in cultivation, they have great backgrounds and are even worse than Wuxiang Tianxia, ​​especially Zhao Shuangquan.

A few days later, seven games of the Hundred-Zun Competition had been played.

Game 8.

Jiang Jueshi’s fighting skills are supreme!

This battle attracted the attention of many people, including Han Jue.

"Both of them are so strong."

Han Ling muttered that she had seen Jiang Jueshi before, but this was the first time she had seen Dao Supreme.

Han Jue looked expectant.

Dao Zhizun has been practicing in the realm of Wushi Dao during this period, and it seems that it has indeed yielded results.

Control the big one and control the owl. Great luck, divine power, and great fortune!

In the void, the two people looked at each other from a distance.

Jiang Jueshi and Dao Zhizun had already met, but they had spoken very little. They didn't expect to meet so quickly.

Dao Zhizun smiled and said: "Junior brother Jiang, your reputation in Chaos has been quite good these years. Don't let me down. Han Tuo and I have the same idea. If you can beat me, I will be even happier!"

Jiang Jueshi raised his right hand and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Dao, you and I are from the same sect, so I won't be polite to you. No matter who wins, I hope it can put some pressure on Junior Brother Huang, and don't let him get the name of Eternal Peak too easily. !”

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