Chapter 1124 has a kill one
Refining Cao Zhengyang.
To Tianmen became a Chinese fairy, and led all the thirty-three days to treasure, one transformation.
The power of Fang Han has increased, and the power of majesticity has come from the void. He has felt the power of countless time and space, countless regions, and some fragments of artifacts.
The crystals of the gods in his body, once again strong, have doubled in number.
In the thirty-three days, all the metamorphosis of the treasure has been unimaginable. It is a concept that the crystal of the gods is doubled, that is, the power that Fang Han can accommodate is twice as large. It can accommodate hundreds of thousands of Jinxian rules, but now it can accommodate millions of channels.
Cao Zhengyang's blood, vitality, all kinds of magical powers, such as "The Emperor's Undefeated Warfare Holy Law", the law of Zulei, all kinds of martial arts, all entered the square of the **** of the cold, one by one was digested .
In Cao Zhengyang's body, there are many treasures, rare things, and even a few pieces of ancestral wares containing the ancestral spirits. Now they are all refining, making them thirty-three days in the treasure, with the breath of the ancestral spirit. It is already the pinnacle of Zhongpin Xianji. As long as Fang Hanyi is promoted to Zuxian, it seems that it can be transformed.
Mana is boundless.
Absolutely the mana is boundless.
This is the state after Fang Han refining Cao Zhengyang and completely changing the thirty-three days to the treasure.
This thirty-three days to the treasure, along the way, do not know how many Jinxian absorbed. How many ups and downs, how many Jinxian rules, how many Wang Pinxian.
This moment has finally become.
That kind of power makes Fang Han feel that all the costs are worth it.
" Impermanence, your ambition, I know. Want to deal with me? Kill two women, make me separate, big mistakes and special mistakes, everything is in my calculations, no one can count me, no one can beat I. I am invincible, unbeaten! You think you are a genius, but today I will tell you that you are just a group of poor worms, a group of ants, a group of cockroaches!"
Fang Han’s fist hits impermanence, and powerful thoughts sweep.
"Do you think that you can beat me? You are still Jinxian, and I am in a different realm. I am a ancestor and truly understand the true immortal of the ancestors. You should know how big the gap between Jinxian and Zuxian is. ”
The impermanence sneered in a row, and several swords were killed and the Fang Han’s boxing power was scattered in the air.
"The ancestors killed the ancestors!"
Fang Han once again shouted, and more of the power of creation came down from the void, into the body, all the crystal gods began to prosper, and hundreds of millions of gods were born. The gods, roaring, swaying, and shed the gods.
Fang Han’s body changed, and it was turned into a thirty-three figure. He’s awkward and surrounded the impermanence and started to kill.
"Thirty-three times the combat power..." The most taboo of impermanence is this. His face is mad and his body is shaking. A picture of the sacred figure flies out of it and turns into a statue of a boulevard intertwined, resisting the impact of Fang Han.
"The fragments of the ghost Wu Santu!"
"There is nothing wrong with it. It is the fragment of the ghost martial arts map."
Seven prisoners of law enforcement saw the Holy Figure and immediately moved.
"The picture is broken!"
Fang Han once again shouted, and in the body, the rolling spirits burned. He now has a lot of spiritual veins, and he is not afraid of consumption. "There is no such thing as the ghost map of the ghost Wu Shengjun. He is a protoss master, impermanence, I will let You see and see, the end of the Protoss! The way to the end, the gods at dusk!"
Off!
Fang Han played thirty-three days of making a **** fist, thirty-three times the combat power, and the fragments of the ghost Wu Shengtu were beaten by the storm. The power above this piece of debris seems to have been taken away, but it also contains the Supreme Avenue. Beyond the top of the fairy, even the best. However, under the suppression of Fang Han, it is still a retreat.
The current Fang Han, the power is too strong.
At the moment when the ghosts of the ghosts and sacs were swaying, Fang Han suddenly punched and played the twilight of the gods who ended the holy king.
呜呜呜, 呜呜呜....... The fallen pattern of the gods directly into the remnant figure. Suddenly, the residual picture began to change, and the radiant radiance made a sudden change. The impermanence of the face changed dramatically again, and there were even some trends that could not control the residual picture.
"The gods at dusk! How can you go to the dusk of the gods, the end of the king has long since disappeared, who are you, there are so many schools!"
Impermanence faces Fang Han, as if facing the ancient **** of a tyrannosaurus. On his face, he showed a sneer: "Ghost Wu Santu, the world is invincible, I will let you know, the difference in power between us!"
Hey, hey... his body, among the numerous holes, a blood spurt out, behind a devil-like phantom, soaring up, in his eyebrows, overhead, ears, nostrils, In the mouth, a piece of ghost martial arts was again released.
Finally, a circular picture is formed. The center of the picture is missing a pattern and seems to have been dug up. But the incomplete Santu is pieced together and is still a supreme force.
"The real ghost Wu Shengtu! He got so many fragments, I can't think of it! This impermanence, actually collected so many fragments of the ghost Wutu map, now lacks a central core piece, in the grave of the ghost Wu Shengjun, It seems that he did not get the core of the Holy Figure!"
"The Holy Figure shows its power, we must wipe out the wind, we are prepared, one blow will kill!"
"Join hands!"
"Wait for a moment, the best time!" Seven prisoners of law enforcement disciples, Jianqi suddenly stopped, actually wandered up, arranged the lower layer of the net, to prevent Fang Han escape. The impermanence has already sacrificed all the ghosts and sacred figures. The huge holy map is 10,000 times larger than the power of the past. It turns into a sky, a ghost and a sacred scorpion, and directly covers it to cover up, to kill Fang Han!
"The way of the sky, the lawless! I am the supreme, the king of heaven! The commander of the gods, the end of the holy king! I will replace the heavens and create an infinite era!"
Face the destruction of the ghost martial arts map! Fang Han once again roared to the sky, and the long and short screams, the body pulled up, and the momentum climbed up. He grabbed the big hand, the cracks of the avenues of the road, the trajectory of the sky, the traces of the sky, and forcibly caught the ghosts in the sky.
His body, once again blasted, turned into thirty-three shadows, thirty-three times the strength of the force, and continued to display.
Hey, hey, the ghosts are crying, the saints are bleeding, and the people are long, and the cold is like an immortal war god. The big Buddha walking in the world, there is nothing, can override him, the suppression of the holy map. He will tear the map.
His body, the dragon generally smashed up, the eight floating sects appeared on the top of the head, the huge dragon force, once again, changed him into a half-human and half-dragon shape, the ancient torrent of the dragon, seems to have projected the soul to reach On his body.
Hey!
Ghost Wu St., once again split into many pieces!
He actually tore the picture.
"Eight Buddhism! This is the Eight Buddhism! How many treasures he has in the body. His strength is terrible!"
"Look, the impermanence is beaten back and forth by him!"
"Ghost martial arts maps have been torn apart. Unfortunately, impermanence simply can not play the power of the ghost martial arts map, barely put together, naturally lost!"
"This child can't stay. Kill him! Let's do it together!"
"Kill! Can't wait, he can leave at any time! Only together, one heart and one heart! Impermanence, quick shot!" The seven gods prison law enforcement disciples metamorphosis, this time knows, how strong the strength of Fang Han, actually Even the ghost statues were torn apart.
At this time, if Fang Han is going to leave, no one can stop it.
But if he doesn't go, it is the best time to kill him!
The seven gods prisoner disciples, at the same time, shot together, played a lore, a myriad of sorrows, one after another, hitting the square cold, all the void, are blocked.
"Death!" The impermanence did not expect that the ghost map of the ghost Wu Shengjun was torn apart. He spurted out of the breath and refused to gather the residual map. The impermanence sword in his hand swayed for a total of 300 billion yuan and turned into Impermanence, killing Fang Han.
This is his means of lore, he must kill a horrible "wind"!
"Want to kill me, impossible! I am an unbeaten god! The heavens are dominated by me, the heavens and the earth are mastered by me! Nothing is heavenless! To the heavenly gate!"
On Fang Han’s head, he once again showed thirty-three days of illusion. He released the shackles in his heart, and he urged the power, the huge gods to run away, the vitality burning, and the fate of the river began to rotate around the body.
Hey!
He grasped with a big hand, and the river of destiny became a huge whirlpool, and he seized the impermanent sword light.
At the same time, the attack of the seven gods prisoners was smothered in his thirty-three-day world and they were bounced back.
Seven disciples, everyone was shaken.
"What strength is this, so powerful! We have a joint attack with seven people, they are all shaken!" Among them, "The corpse of the corpse" changed his face, "I don't believe it! The corpse is true, no ancient corpse, come! I am in the sky The way of the corpse, summon the king of the dead body!"
Bang!
On the top of his head, a dark cave was opened, and the boundless corpse was filled. In the corpse, the king of the corpse, the palm of the king of the corpse was stretched out. This is his sacredness. Communicate the mysterious alien space corpse and summon the tyrannical ancient corpse to fight.
The heavens, there are also infinitely different spaces, the mysterious land of the general number of constant river sands.
"kill!"
He carried the corpse and killed him to Fang Han.
"See the corpse corpse!" Fang Han breathe awe-inspiring, simply unparalleled, the whole person stepped out, big hands cover the sky, "No one can stop me, stop me immediately die! The corpse seal me!"
Between the big hands and the hand, the boundless corpse was completely evaporated, and the holes in the corpse were all blocked. The ancient corpse that came down reached half, and it was frozen in the air, showing a huge evil body. !
Fang Han stepped forward and punched the ancient corpse with a punch.
Later, looking at the "corpse sacred sage", the hand knife raised, and the emptiness. Hey! A long river of destiny, when the sky appeared, the corpse of the corpse jumped up and tried to avoid, but it was never able to flash the blade of fate.
"Destiny is like a knife!"
Fang Han shouted, the long river knife smashed and passed, the corpse of the sacred bloodstained, and turned into two paragraphs.
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