For mortals, a year is long.

For those who practice retreat, a year is short.

Fifty years of scenes have passed in a flash.

On this day, Han Jue stopped practicing and began to curse the enemy, and checked the emails at the same time.

The fairy world seems to be very calm these years, and there are fewer fights, and it is all kinds of opportunities.

After Fang Lianghun passed through the ancient times, he seemed to never come back, and he didn't understand what he was doing.

As long as it does not affect Han Jue, Han Jue will be too lazy to stop him.

Just then.

An angry shout rang out:

"I, Emperor Lantian, the leader of the Golden Crow God Clan, want to recruit the demon clans of all worlds and revive the demon clan heavenly court. The Heavenly Court was originally the ancestor of our demon clan founded on the Buzhou Divine Mountain. The immortals and gods seized our name, killed our bodies, and killed our souls. This hatred will never be eliminated!"

"Divine Clan, I'm waiting for you to gather in the Sun Star in the Immortal Realm to shine on my demon clan together!"

Han Jue was stunned.

The Golden Crow God Clan wants to establish another heavenly court to fight the heavenly court?

What's going on?

Outside the cave.

Everyone in the Hidden Sect looked at Jiang Yi with different expressions.

Jiang Yi looked embarrassed and muttered: "Why did the patriarch take it seriously... I also heard from him..."

The Black Prison Demon Lord asked curiously: "What is the hears? Heaven was really founded by the demon clan?"

Jiang Yi coughed falsely and said, "It was the story your sect leader told me, I will tell the people of the tribe..."
Chapter completed!