Chapter 1120 Cao Zhengyang
"This……"
The virtual cloud can't speak.
Originally, there was no impermanence, and I was unsure of the victory. Now I have suddenly come to the law-killing disciples of the eight prisons. According to the truth, I am going to unite and kill this scorpion together. The imaginary cloud knows the tactics of the vertical and horizontal, immediately Words come together. This is a good intention. However, I did not expect that the prisoner's law enforcement disciples actually opened their mouths as "squatting ants." I look down on myself.
Suddenly she was speechless.
For these prisoners of law enforcement, she was taken by the momentum.
Any other move of the other party can kill her life. Although she is the leader among the golden fairy, and she has just refining Su Feiyang, her strength has reached the peak of the peak, but it is far from being able to compare with the metamorphosis of the prison.
The other party has experienced devil-style training, killing every day, playing ten times as much as a simple role in eating and drinking.
There is a secret law in the virtual cloud, and at most it can only exert five times of combat power.
And it can only be played three times, otherwise the Golden Fairy Law will break. Completely abolished.
Single-on-one, imaginary cloud knows that any prisoner of the gods can kill himself. The strength gap is so big, naturally I dare not say more.
"Yes, Cao Zhengyang, these little ants, still want to join us, killing impermanence? It is a joke, I don't want to be besieged with these little ants. I can't pass it out and break my reputation."
A prisoner of law enforcement also laughed.
They really smashed their swords and stopped taking them. They just stood in their own positions and did not let the impermanence escape. The momentum of the eight people echoed in the opposite direction, and the vitality of the body was mutually inductive. In the midst of the void, it seemed as if there was a **** with eight heads and sixteen arms. This **** can kill the ancestors between the swords.
These eight prisoners of law enforcement, between the echoes, are a big squad, or else, with one person, even a strong Jin Xian, it is impossible to challenge across the realm. Fight against the ancestors. Even the most low-level ancestors, it is easy to eat and drink.
"The impermanence, our battle, must be passed down through the ages, become an image, spread the world of many heavens, the world, the planes of countless crystal walls. But these little ants are too annoying. You should remove them first, we How about a fight? We promise not to do it when you shoot."
Another **** prisoner law enforcement disciple.
"The impermanence, you will not even pick up these ants are not sure? Just eight of us, but I heard you want to surrender them?" A female **** prison law enforcement disciple spoke, this woman dressed in goose yellow clothes, Apricot eyes and peaches seem to be weak, but the body contains explosive forces that can destroy the heavens and the earth.
"Is it?" The impermanence looked at Fang Han, and looked at the eight prisoners of law enforcement, his face eased down, like a smile: "This is called the wind rim is not an ant, his strength, not under you, Even if you want to go beyond it, isn’t your God’s prisoner holding the Thunder Valley’s life-threatening thunder pool? So every day devil-like training, I look down on anyone. As a result, I am inextricably removed from the prison of God, but I am promoted to reach the ancestors. If you have no one else, you can come out and try it out, and fight against this wind? If you can beat him, what will I do if I can't beat it? If I can't beat it, then I will go back to practice and not use it to hunt me. Just die. Part."
"This group of people is jealous."
Fang Han quietly listened to their conversation and immediately knew it. These two people seem to be arrogant, but the mind is delicate, all of them have seen that their strength is absolutely not simple, so they all want the other party to fight with themselves first, and then take advantage of it, and take advantage of the fishermen.
"Hey! Your Heavenly Prison law enforcement disciples are chasing impermanence, but they have nothing to do with me. I will quit. I will not participate in your fight. And I am a disciple of Yuhuamen. It is also a party to heaven. It is not a wanted criminal in heaven. The prisoner of law enforcement does not have the power to deal with us." Fang Han’s turn, he will withdraw. Grab away, don't worry about this beach.
"Want to go? I am afraid it is not so easy." A prisoner of law enforcement sentiment came out. "You are very strong. You have the ancestral spirit. You seem to be qualified to comprehend the law of the ancestors. It is impermanent. What do you say? We If any one of them can overcome this affair? You will be shackled? I am afraid that you will not accept the account when you arrive."
"Jokes, I have a word of impermanence, when I said it is not a word. In the past, for the sake of a promise, all the things that have been smuggled into the prison have been done. I still care about this matter?" There is a kind of unspeakable sword. prestige.
"No matter what, we will not believe you. We believe in the sword in our hands." The prisoner of law enforcement said: "But if you say this, I will tell you the truth, any Jinxian is not Our opponents of the prisoner's law enforcement disciples, including you. After leaving the prison, it is also a mess."
Between the talks, this law enforcement disciple stood up and pointed a sword in his hand to Fang Han: "Where is the wind? Come out!"
"What? Really want to do it with me?" Fang Han's eyes are horizontal: "The people who started with me have nothing to end with."
"Jokes, I know that you have some adventures, and there are air transports on the body, but those of us who are in prison have not known how many people who have had the adventures of the atmosphere. I don’t know how many thousands. I don’t remember." Prison law enforcement disciples in the hands of a sword slightly shocked, oh ..... countless resentment, sorrowful soul, virtual shadow appeared on the above, it seems that the master under the sword is resurrected.
"I, Cao Zhengyang! Fengyuan, you come out!"
This prisoner of law enforcement reported his name.
"Cao Zhengyang! You are in the rumor, when you are half-step Jinxian, you can kill the Cao family of Jinxian?" The virtual cloud heard the name, as if he had thought of something, immediately became nervous.
"It is rumored that Cao Zhengyang, in the half-step Jinxian, killed the lord of Jinxian, genius, the ghost is not enough to describe, can only be called a peerless talent, the real male talent, shocked Taikoo!" Dao: "Later, he entered the prison of God and disappeared, but everyone knows that as long as he does not die, he can come to the world."
"Wind, we are going! The situation is in jeopardy. This Cao Zhengyang is very powerful. If you have anything, it will be difficult to get out of it. It is not difficult to escape with your leader without a law." .
"Go? This king of the spirit, I must charge. The ghost map of the ghost of the King, I think I am afraid to fall into the hands of impermanence." Fang Handao: "If you leave, is it not a gain?"
"But stay here, you can't charge the king's pulse."
"Kill this Cao Zhengyang, after refining, my magic weapon can be completely transformed. When the power is unparalleled, it can accommodate all things, and it is not impossible to collect the king's spirit!" Fang Han haha ??smiled, and stepped forward, bare-handed.
What he said is exactly to Tianmen.
Thirty-three days to the treasure, and now there is no change to the Tianmen. It is the master of all the heavens, and the most powerful force, known as the gate of heaven. A gateway to the highest position. There are so many Jinxian rules that are needed. On the way, Fang Han refining the front and back, at least dozens of Jinxian strong, still can not be promoted. However, just now, he has a lot of followers in the "Easy Travel" of Da Yi, together with the treasures on them, the top grades, the middle-class fairy, and the various Wang Pinxians, all of which are almost refining. A critical point has been reached.
Now Cao Zhengyang, the law of the golden fairy on his body is strong and strong, and the world is rare. Twenty times more than "Easy Travel" is not limited. If you can kill it and refine it, you can make "Tiantianmen" completely refine and become a Chinese fairy.
And "To Heaven Gate" has become a Chinese product, it can make the whole set of thirty-three days to treasure, change again, attracting the blessings of the heavens. Power growth has reached an unprecedented level of horror, and perhaps with the thirty-three-day kingdom of this evolution of the baby, the king's spirit can be accommodated in it.
"What magic weapon do you have? Just show it."
Cao Zhengyang saw Fang Han’s bare hands and nodded.
"I have a pair of fists, and my fist is my strongest magic weapon." Fang Han smiled faintly: "This is my own challenge, if something goes wrong, Tian Ting can not find me trouble."
"Ha ha ha ha ha!" Several prisoner law enforcement disciples laughed: "Tian court **** prisoner disciple, glory is life, even if you die, there will never be anything to find you. But we killed you, feathering The door will not give you any revenge. You will be white. Now regret it, you still have time, squat your head and admit your mistakes. We are not embarrassed, you will abolish all your efforts and become an ordinary slave."
"Non-handed? Well, no one can ever give me Cao Zhengyang unscrupulously. In that year, when I was half-stepped in Jinxian, there was a Jinxian saying this to me. The result was that I was jealous. You are looking for death, self-defeating, Don't live." Cao Zhengyang spoke coldly, stepping out in one step, and smashing a sword, directly assassinating the throat to Fang Han.
This sword, twisted like a snake, thunder and lightning, a huge thunder force field, when the air enveloped, all people have a feeling of suspension.
Behind Cao Zhengyang, the shadow of a Leizu appeared, and sent out a Thunder universe, all of which were infused into the sword.
This sword can destroy the world and regenerate the world.
"Zului's sword, rapid and powerful." The flash of light in the impermanence of the eyes, but when he moved, he was locked by the remaining seven masters, the air machine is far away, unable to get out.
Bang!
Fang Han’s hands were horizontally shot, and he played his own original Jiyuan Shenquan. He hardened the sword and the sword collided in the air. In the twinkling of an eye, he fought for thousands of times.
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