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Chapter 109 Breakthrough Again
Not long after Kong Hao left, the void on Abbot Island suddenly fluctuated.

Han Qiao, who was sitting cross-legged on the throne, lifted his eyelids slightly, and his eyes fell on the void.

I saw Hou Tu stepping into the void with a calm expression, the sweet smile on his face was gone, and all that remained was endless coldness.

Han Qiao knew in his heart that the matter of the Lich's calamity had dealt a great blow to Houtu, but this was a chessboard that had been laid by the Great Desolate Heaven, and he still didn't have the strength to jump out of the chessboard.

At this time, Hou Tu looked at Han Qiao, and then slowly said, "It is said that fellow Taoist possesses the Pure World White Lotus Divine Water. I would like to exchange some of it. I don't know how to treat it with friendship?"

Han Qiao couldn't help but stare blankly when he heard the words. Although Jingshi Bailian Shenshui did have miraculous healing effects, but now that Houtu has stepped into the realm of a saint, Jingshi Bailian Shenshui has no effect on her.

However, Han Qiao didn't intend to ask more questions. With a flick of his sleeve, the Sanfang Jingshi Bailian Shenshui fell in front of Houtu.

Han Qiao thought for a while, and then took out ten ginseng fruits. After all, Houtu suffered a lot of injuries in the battle with Yuanshi Tianzun.

Immediately afterwards, Han Qiao stretched out his hand and tapped lightly again, and suddenly two drops of blood filled with the power of the law of the earth element appeared in the void.

And this is the essence and blood that the Houtu Ancestral Witch forced out before offering his body to the heaven and earth. Unfortunately, before Han Qiao could be handed over to the Witch Clan, the Lich's calamity had already erupted.

With a flick of his sleeve, Houtu put away the Jingshi Bailian Shenshui and ginseng fruit, and then his eyes fell on the blood essence in the void, his eyes dimmed.

But Hou Tu soon came back to his senses, after all, she had stepped into the realm of a saint now, and her Dao heart was extremely strong.

Afterwards, Houtu put away the essence and blood, and then said to Han Qiao with gratitude in his eyes, "Fellow Daoist's kindness to Zuwu and Houtu will be remembered in his heart. If fellow Taoist needs it in the future, I will definitely It is incumbent!"

"En!" Han Qiao nodded, and did not reject Houtu's kindness, not to mention the future, but now he has something to ask Houtu.

I saw Han Qiao tap lightly towards the void, and Xuangui's soul suddenly emerged.

"This is the soul of the black tortoise, which has great merit in mending the sky. I want to help him reincarnate. It happens that fellow daoists are in charge of the power of the six realms of reincarnation, so I will entrust this soul of the black tortoise to fellow daoists! As for reincarnation Where... let him go to the human race!"

Seeing this, Hou Tu suddenly revealed a look of enlightenment, and then put away the black turtle spirit soul.

After the two chatted for a while, Houtu left.

Han Qiao looked at the direction Houtu left, and with a flick of his sleeve, three beads bursting with dazzling light suddenly appeared above the void, namely the Water Spirit Bead, the Wood Spirit Bead and the Golden Spirit Bead.

"Now that the Lich Calamity is over, there are still some years before the layout of the Heavenly Dao. I just take this opportunity to improve my strength!"

Thinking of the way of heaven, Han Qiao's pupils burst into a cold light.

Afterwards, Han Qiao turned into a beam of light and sat cross-legged in the dojo to retreat.

The prehistoric years don't count, and thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye.

As the two clans of Liches withdrew from the competition in the prehistoric world, countless territories were vacated in the vast expanse of continents and stars, which immediately aroused competition among countless prehistoric races.

And any race that intends to unify the prehistoric world must have sufficient resources. Therefore, only by seizing more territories can it have more treasure lands, and then sit on countless spiritual fruits and spiritual trees.

And after thousands of years, the first batch of human races experienced in the prehistoric world have made great breakthroughs. Among them, the realm of the ancestors of the human race is not lower than the peak of Taiyi Jinxian, and there are many The ancestor of the human race broke through to Daluo Jinxian.

After experiencing the catastrophe of the Lich, there are very few quasi-sages remaining in the entire prehistoric world. Now Renzu has many people who have broken through to the Daluo Jinxian, and Kong Hao, who has broken through to the quasi-sage realm, will help him from time to time. Terran.

For a while, the prestige of the human race in the prehistoric world rose.

In addition, the human races in Abbot Island are not static. Not only has the number of people made a huge breakthrough, but once a human race reaches Taiyi Golden Immortal, they will lead their respective tribes to the prehistoric world for experience.

During this period, the leader of Tongtian sect left Kunlun Mountain because of his disagreement with Yuanshi Tianzun.

Originally, the Dojo of Master Tongtian was supposed to be opened in the East China Sea, but because of the change of Han Qiao, Master Tongtian finally followed the example of Saint Nuwa, opened a dojo in the depths of chaos, and established Biyou Palace.

As for Yuanshi Tianzun, he enjoys Kunlun Mountain exclusively, opens up the Yuxu Palace of Daoist Temple, and recruits disciples who teach and teach.

one day!
The ethereal voice of the Master Tongtian resounded in Biyou Palace.

"This seat will preach in Biyou Palace for five hundred years, and all creatures from the prehistoric world can also come to listen to the Tao."

Meanwhile, Abbot Island.

Sitting cross-legged on the throne of the glorious palace, Han Qiao suddenly opened his eyes, and the incomparably bright chaotic avenue pattern bloomed in the pupils. It was just a leak of aura that made the entire void tremble.

After thousands of years of retreat, Han Qiao's cultivation has made a huge breakthrough, and now he has reached the 8th floor of the Great Dao Realm.

Seeing this, Han Qiao couldn't help showing a satisfied expression.

Now the power of the original law of chaos in his body has reached an extremely terrifying level, which is only stronger than the previous ancestor Hongjun.

However, he knew very well in his heart that after thousands of years, ancestor Hongjun's fusion of the prehistoric and heavenly ways would definitely reach a terrifying level, and his cultivation could not stand still.

"Hmph! Even if Patriarch Hongjun's strength has made a breakthrough again, so what? As long as this guy is still in the Great Dao Realm, with the current strength of the 8th floor of the Great Dao Realm, and the physical strength comparable to the gods of heaven, , will definitely defeat this old thing!" Han Qiao's pupils revealed unprecedented confidence.

After all, he used the strength of the fifth level of the Great Dao Realm to be evenly matched with the ancestor Hongjun of the seventh level of the Great Dao Realm. Now that he has made a huge breakthrough in cultivation, why should he be afraid of the ancestor Hongjun!

Immediately afterwards, Han Qiao unleashed an incomparably powerful power of consciousness and landed in the Great Desolate World.

Along with his breakthrough in cultivation, the Great Desolate World has once again undergone earth-shaking changes, only in terms of volume, it has expanded countless times, and the vast expanse of sky is filled with incomparably rich heaven and earth aura, which is rare in the Primordial World. Spirit fruit and spirit trees are all over the prehistoric world.

Not only that, the height of the Chaos Sacred Tree has reached a terrifying 200 billion feet. The crown of the tree is shining with dazzling light, and there are incomparably mysterious avenue lines flowing in every leaf, which can be described as one leaf, one world.

And Han Tiandao, who was sitting cross-legged in the canopy of the tree, had now reached the third level of the Dao Realm, but his endless merits of mending the sky and the earth had also been exhausted.

In addition, the water spirit beads, wood spirit beads and gold spirit beads that originally exuded extremely rich and chaotic original power became dim at this moment.

(End of this chapter)