Chapter 1200, Devils and Nine Changes
This group of "Hell Bats", each head is also equivalent to the strength of the Jinxian level, but like the ancient magic heart, there is no Golden Rule in the body, but a law of **** simulation.
The air of **** is a fierce temperament of the ancient times, with magic and evil.
The combination of the devil and the evil spirit, combined with some creatures, can evolve a variety of monsters, and the **** bat was born.
The Demon Wing evolved from the Hell Bat is also a sacred item of Taikoo, and is the same as the "Wings of Freedom".
Hell bats have a special kind of magical power, which is the wave of annihilation, which can make each space of space dust explode directly, so that one world is in a state of great annihilation, nothing can be hidden, and nothing can withstand Can survive the shock of this wave of annihilation.
After the bats are united together to form the demon wing, it is able to bring up the Netherstorm and bring the wave of annihilation to the fullest.
The sky's huge demon wings flew past, and the space dust of the whole body was turned into a thunderous explosion. Many saints have a feeling that the body is about to become a powder.
Sun Shihua, Xingyuehua, Haoyu and other masters have sacrificed their own magical powers to suppress the vitality. Make the space stable.
But when the flying demon wing moved above, it spurred many long arrows. These long arrows were composed entirely of hell, all of which were runes from hell.
Every arrow is equivalent to the top of the best.
Wow!
On the spot, a few psychic sages were shot through the body, and the flesh and blood on the body rotted in pieces, giving off a stench.
The cultivation of the Son can not suppress the erosion of the air of hell.
Although the fisherman, the imaginary cloud and others resisted the shooting of these arrows of hell, the rainy arrows also vomited blood.
At this time, Fang Han shot.
He has a pair of hands, and there are a pair of identical wings behind him. It is sacred, and a piece of light blue is like the feathers of the sky. It constitutes the kingdom of God. The power of countless freedoms flows above it, a little flashing, and a force of freedom is distributed. Going out, the arrows of **** are scattered in the air, exploding, and the disappearance of the smoke.
The wave of annihilation is also under the force of freedom, dissipating in abundance, and the space is all stabilized.
Fang Han looked up at the devil's wing of the sky, shouted in the sky, spit out six truths, every mantra turned into a huge Buddha, surrounded by ancestors around the Buddha, all of them stick out the Buddha's hand. Pulled to the wing of the devil.
The Devil's Wings, which were turned into **** bats, saw the wing of freedom, and suddenly they violently. The eyes of many of the two **** bats were bright at the same time, changing to a blood-red star.
Looking up at the whole look, I found the wings of the devil, all of them are dense and **** red stars, terrible.
"Wanfo Chaozong, awe-inspiring, suppressing demons!"
Fang Han’s hands raised, and once again the civilization history of Buddhism, the civilization history of Confucianism and Taoism flew up, turned into a big Buddha and a great Confucian, juxtaposed, and stood on the wings of this demon wing.
Suddenly this pressure, the devil's wing began to shackle, can not move.
Fang Han’s face appeared tiny, his hands were emptied, and the huge demon wing gradually narrowed down, and finally it will fall and change into a wing with a width of one foot.
The wings are still composed of many **** bats, but now these **** bats are turned into a rune that represents the true meaning of the devil.
"Sure enough, and the mixed magic wand, which contains a set of martial arts."
In the same way as Fang Han’s calculation, he surrendered the wing of the devil, and he found a martial art practice from the air of hell. This martial art, like the “free nine changes”, is called “the devil’s nine changes”. ", which elaborates on the path of no space, the method of flight.
The demon wing that changed this **** bat into the palm of his hand, Fang Han felt that the wing of freedom in the body was shaking and violently excited.
He did not hesitate, a change, and the wing of the devil into the wing of freedom.
Hey! The wing of freedom suddenly began to change.
Among them, the free, greedy and greedy wraps the devil's wing into, absorbs the essence of the martial arts, and the path of flying without space.
Fang Han felt that the wing of freedom gradually changed and stretched, and the power of freedom was more flexible. There were some trends that caused space storms and annihilation.
After the power of freedom swallowed the demon wings of the Hell Bat, he opened again and stretched out, and the black pressure covered the sky. The sky swayed with a mysterious, sacred atmosphere.
"Wings of Freedom, I really can't imagine it. I can't think of this sacred product. In the rumor, Lei Di Tianjun of Heaven has tried to surrender this sacred fairy several times, but the two have fought many times. Who can't help anyone. It can be seen that the power of this wing of freedom is comparable to that of Tianjun."
"This wing of freedom is only a good thing, but the power is also boundless. Of course, it is mainly the user's power."
Everyone saw Fang Han sacrificed the wing of freedom, broke the wave of annihilation, and surrendered to the demon wing composed of **** bats. They all felt that there were so many magic weapons in this person, and the means were strong and rare in the world.
Gradually, no one has despised the mind, but truly regarded him as the opponent of Xiao Shihuang Song.
"Give me a receipt!"
In one fell swoop defeated the army of Hell Bats, and Fang Han’s hand grabbed it in the distance, and it was condensed and turned into a giant palm of great light. The volley caught the half-level spiritual pulse in the distance.
Around the king's pulse, there are many monsters looking for food, and there are also a large number of **** bats. However, these **** bats do not form the devil's wing. They are not the opponents of Fang Han. They are destroyed by the giant palms and merged into freedom. In the wing.
The wing of freedom has undergone a transformation, and it seems to be communicating with the ontology. Many of the forces of freedom in the air are transmitted from the underworld, making the pair of wings bigger and bigger.
Bang!
In the end, the half-level king's pulse was captured by Fang Han, gradually narrowed down, turned into a three-foot dragon king, flew over, fell into the body, entered Tianmen, and left the small half of the king's spirit The pulse begins to fuse.
Suddenly, Fang Han felt his body, the spirits filled, the spirits, and more power.
"I have been promoted to Yuanxian now, and it is not enough to need a king's spirit." It is estimated that Fang Han is the most conservative estimate. If he is promoted to the realm of Yuanxian, he will need at least five kings.
This is an astronomical number, and the beginning of the Yuan is not measurable.
I am afraid that Fang Han will be promoted like this, and the feather gate will be bankrupted by him. All the disciples will live on the streets and live by begging for the spirit.
Fortunately, I entered the Taikoo Market and conducted **** trials. Among them, there were Wang Jie Lingmai for him to collect. Otherwise, he still can't find the strength of so many promotion needs.
Everyone saw that Fang Han collected half of the king's spirits, and all of them were envious. However, there is no way to enrich the method, and there is no way to envy. In the air, there are still many scattered first-order veins, and there are tens of thousands of articles. .
These saints screamed and rushed up to control the magic weapon, charging the first-order spirit in the air. Even Sun Shihua, Xingyuehua can't help it, exhaling mana and trying to collect it.
We must know that these spiritual movements that rise and fall in the air are not the general first-order veins, and some are equivalent to the eyes of Haihou Shengquan. It is equal to the sum of the thirty-four first-order linguistics. It is collected and returned to sacred, and the decomposition can be transformed into wealth.
Even if it is Sun Shihuan and others, it will not disappoint more wealth.
It is Fang Han, charging half of the king's pulse, equivalent to 100,000 first-order spirit. They did not fight for the interests of these saints, but stood in the air, began to burn the beginning of the Yuan, and calculated the whereabouts of Xiao Shihuang Song Tengfei.
He was just not in the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty. Although there was still a small half of the king's spirit, and killed Zhao Fenghua, he collected tens of thousands of spirits, but he now motivates every trick of the Tao to consume a lot of Yuanshizhi. Gas, and refining all kinds of baby also consume, killing the monster, but also consume. If you play against Xiao Shihuang Song in the future, it will definitely burn a lot.
Therefore, he has been careful to save, and even the deduction has some taboos.
Now, I took a half of the king's pulse, but let go of my hands and feet.
Zhou Tianyi's promotion has reached the realm of Shangpinxian, and the ability to deduct is greatly increased. Unfortunately, the consumption of the Yuanshi is also increasing. The movement is hundreds of first-order spirits, which makes Fanghan unable to eat.
This also shows the ability and metamorphosis of the thirty-three days to the treasure, the ordinary immortals even if they get this set of treasures, can not afford to display, can not play the power.
Zhou Tianyi rotated, and various images appeared on it. Fang Han scored the strength of thousands of first-order spiritual veins, and burned and began a limit calculation.
Suddenly, an image is clear.
In an inexplicable country of God, a huge stone monument is ups and downs. All the stone monuments are eyeballs. They are also engraved with dense patterns, showing the vicissitudes of the years. History has also left a mottled atmosphere on the stone tablets. On the top, there are many scars of swords and sticks, showing the glory of this stone monument and countless magic weapons.
Those traces are all Saints, or the Immortals, and the legacy of Wang Pinxian.
Underneath the stone tablet, there is a figure sitting on it, which is blurred and wrapped in layers of stone. Nothing wrong, it is the stone gas, like the airflow of the stone pulp, rolling around him, showing a heavy, thick, simple and solemn taste.
That figure, in the stone, seems to be practicing a kind of peerless magical power. Fang Han feels his power, earthshaking, and can directly break through at any time and enter a new realm.
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