Chapter 1205 Saint Demon
"I don't think I have such a powerful person in the door of Yuhua. And the blood of Hua Tianjun? This Zhu Chongyang seems to have two souls. Every soul is very tyrannical. I don't know what kind of magical power is cultivated. Rumors. Among them, Gemini King?"
Fang Han has read many of the classics of Yuhuamen. Now he is rich in knowledge. He knows what Zhu Chongyang is practicing. It is the most profound Gemini King of Yuhuamen. After the successful cultivation, there are two instruments, yin and yang. Cooperating with each other, it seems that the king of Gemini.
This doorway technique, Fang Han is not, only heard of the introduction, the rumor is the unique magic created by Hua Tianjun.
However, Fang Han is most interested in the blood of Hua Tianjun. If the person named Hua Zhentian encounters this person and gets a trace of his blood, he can use Zhou Tianyi to calculate the clues of Hua Tianjun. The breath of Hua Tiandu is compared.
Comparing between two and two, you can understand the connection between Huatiandu and Huatianjun.
This is crucial.
Hey!
Just after the "Zhu Chongyang" also entered the space of life and death coffin, many masters flew over and turned out many powerful mana fluctuations. Every mana fluctuations had the power to shock the world.
"Good guys, so many masters have entered the life and death coffin, it seems that the little stone emperor will not be quiet. I feel the breath of the king's spirit, in the life and death coffin, there is a king of the pulse, and more than one." Fang Hanxin secretly said.
The king's spiritual veins are attractive to the Yuanxian and even the Holy Immortals, each of which represents great wealth.
"Little Rain Emperor" Xia Zhiqiu, this woman has always been quiet, but every brilliance flashes past, she will open the way. This is the master of a certain martial art, the sacred son.
"Several masters of the Makino family, the Son of the End of the World, the sword of the Wan Jian Jianzong is undefeated....." The name of each master, she is almost always well-known, dripping without leaking, as if she did not know general.
Fang Han knew that the news of this woman was very well-informed. When people were against the enemy, they could almost immediately find the weakness of the other side to kill.
In a short while, all the powerful Holy Lights entered the life and death coffin. Fang Han and Xiao Yu Huang Xia’s autumn looked at each other, nodded, and the body shook, and also jumped out of the parallel space and entered the life and death coffin. Among the different degrees of space, some of the old-fashioned suffocating rushes.
The eternal suffocation of life and death coffins, each of them can directly erode the masters of the Jinxian level and turn them into blood, which is incredible. However, for the masters such as Fang Han and Xiao Yu Huang Xia Qiu, they can't count anything. When they move at random, the body begins to absorb these suffocates, or seal them, or directly refine and turn them into treasures.
In the world of life and death coffin, it is a desolate plain, Fang Han, Xiao Yu Huang Xia Qiu, and a dried saint descending down, down to earth, the ground is a dark, ** soil, sometimes in the mud Out of the bones, the bones are tired, some are like people, some are like the ancient beasts, some are like the Protoss, Buddha, I don’t know how many masters are here.
It is a pity that these skeletons have lost their aura. There is no use value.
The plains of desolateness are endless, and the roads are far away. Some mountains stand on the plains. There are countless rivers flowing on the plains. Those rivers are not water, but a kind of suffocating suffocating gas.
In the sacred atmosphere of the Taikoo, there are many tyrannical monsters growing.
Hey!
Fang Han and Xiao Yu Huang Xia Qiu just stepped into the plain, and immediately between the long river flowing in a distance, they flew out of the dense monsters, spurred. These monsters are things like a nightshade. Each one is powerful, and it is still on the bat of hell. Some of them are the masters of the primary ancestors. The one-on-one can compete with some of the just-introduced sons.
"Ah! This is the Chikui beast."
Seeing this fierce beast like this Yaksha, many disciples began to bend their calves and scared almost to the ground. It is more dangerous than the outside, and it is actually the gathering place of the Chikui beast.
"Danger, unite, we unite, all the saints of the three sects, the combination of vitality is equivalent to a primary elementary fairy can protect their own peace."
Sun Shihua and others are mad.
The Chikui beast is one of the powerful and fierce hegemons of ancient times. It is rumored to specifically kill the powerful beasts such as the dragon and the phoenix, and it is not afraid of it. It is one of several rare beasts at the top of the food chain.
These Chikui beasts, although not truly adulthood, are also able to swallow the stars and take advantage of the mountains and rivers.
Now flying over the sky, many of the beasts formed a giant knife with red light shining. When the air was empty, a deep gully was pulled out in the air.
"Red blood knife!"
Xiao Yu Huang Xiaqiu stood up, hands like jade, slender and weak, such as wicker flying in the wind, but it spurred the world to vigorously, a mad man rolled up from the body, hard to smash the red blood of the red Kui Overlord.
Bang! This red blood knife was defeated by a blow.
Between the summer and the autumn sleeves waving, all the Chikui beasts were included in her sleeves. After a while, a red light appeared behind her, and the red light still showed a red blood tyrant. The knife was actually surrendered by her.
"Go!" Red blood knives flew out, swallowing, spinning in the air, killing everywhere, every time you kill, the remaining Chikui beasts are like magnets, they are attracted to the blade, making this mouth The knives are more dazzling, red and sky-high, powerful and sharp.
Fang Han felt that this series of killings, more than three million heads of Chikui beasts, connected to this red blood knife, the power gradually improved, can be completely comparable with the magic of the unique fairy .
This moment is equal to the summer of the autumn, a piece of the best fairy in the hand. And the power is still growing.
"A knife in hand, ghosts do not stay." Xiao Yu Huang Xia Qiu this woman rises, a breath is sprayed on the blade, immediately this long beast composed of a beast expands, directly slashing to a distant Chikui beast A gathering of helium rivers.
When the suffocating river flows, the blood is rolling like a red-red **** river. This is the Taikoo red tide.
Under the **** knives, a vortex appeared on the knives, and suddenly the countless Tai Chi red tidal airs swept through the air, leaving a white, crystal clear, full of the river of the beginning of the Yuan.
Underneath the tide of the ancient red tide, it is actually a river where countless first-order veins merge.
"It's still awesome, actually refining the ruins, making the pulse between the moments change into a spiritual pulse." Fang Han's eyes moved, he saw that the Taikoo red tide actually completely polluted the spirits, making the spirits become The pulse. It can't be absorbed by people at all, but Xiao Yu Huang Xia Qiu is simply a knife and a slash, and all the ruins are re-cleaned and turned into a spiritual pulse. This trick, Fang Han feels that he is difficult. This is a special cleaning method.
"There are nearly 60,000 first-order veins here, and I laughed." Xiao Yu Huang Xia's autumn smiled lightly, and the knife mangette swept again. The glittering veins flew up and got involved, and fell into her head. After that, it was hidden, and the red blood knife disappeared.
This next round, the elimination of millions of Chikui beasts, the essence of a red tide long river, the collection of 60,000 first-order veins, before and after, but five or six breathing time.
The tyranny of the means and the speed of the game are simply breathtaking.
"Good means." Until now, Fang Han couldn't help but admire. "Congratulations to the girl of Xia Qiuqiu, she got a red blood knife that is no less than the best of the best, and got 60,000 first-order. The wealth of the spirit."
"There is nothing here. I can't think of the life and death coffin. In this heterogeneous space, there are powerful beasts everywhere. Everywhere is a polluted vein. Fortunately, my way of the rain, cleaning the world, is best at cleaning the pulse, otherwise where? Will you get so many benefits? No wonder Xiao Shihuang Song Tengfei will come in. It is a treasure all over the place."
Squinting and looking into the distance, Xiao Yu Huang Xia Qi seems to be looking for something of value and wants to make a fortune.
However, Fang Han did not care about this time, and once again calculated it.
In Zhou Tianyi, there is a huge picture. This picture is dark and sullen. It looks like a three-dimensional coffin. It is the whole picture of the entire space of life and death coffin. Some powerful light spots jump in this picture. Come and jump, every light spot represents the powerful Son.
Of course, in the depths of this coffin-like alien space, Fang Han also found a lot of latent crises, just as he was saddened by the love of the Holy South Palace.
"Don't this, in this life and death coffin, there is a powerful demon in the sage level? In this case, the saint came in, is not the place where the dead is not buried?" Fang Han carefully deduced the demon, suddenly almost surprised a cold sweat: " If the demon of the sacred level is in it, what little stone emperor, what me, all must die."
Although he is strong now, it is impossible to compete against a saint.
"Well, no. I can know the danger. Those sturdy sons, the reincarnation of the emperor should also know, is it here that the demon of the sacred level is sealed, so these saints are crazy to rush here? Still really have a big adventure."
In Fang Han’s heart, the light is flashing.
A saint, although not able to resist, but what if a sealed saint? Then there are many opportunities to take advantage of. Think about it, if you face a seal and can't make a powerful saint, refining with your own magical power, then I am afraid that thirty-three days to the treasure can be promoted to the best of the best, sweeping the world.
That little stone emperor Song Tengfei, it is very likely that it is also for this matter.
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