Chapter 1254, The Emperor's Power
The sage of this Chinese family, tall and burly, looked fierce and sinister, and walked toward Fang Han, each step with almost irresistible majesty. The fear and fear, the pressure of the saints, can almost suffocate any master.
The people present did not stop him from coming out, including "Yuhuang", but he just frowned. He seemed to want to see how Fang Han struggled, or at the most critical moment, he also seemed to know There are many untrue things between Fang Han’s speech. I want to see the true face of this genius disciple.
In the face of the persecution of this saint, Fang Han stood still and stood still. There seemed to be a kind of immovable power. This breath would make all the saints eclipse.
"How? You really forced me like this? Forcibly robbed my baby? Is there any sectarian rule? After that, all the disciples got the adventure, did they have to turn over the sect? So, which genius dare to put into the door? In the middle?" Fang Han suddenly opened his mouth.
The sage of this Chinese family stopped, and sneered again and again: "The kid, other sages, we don't care, like Zhu Chongyang, got the refining method of the sword of truth. In the rumor, the sacred king passed down. Jianfamen, we have not forced him to surrender. But you are different, you take advantage of it, give us a fuss, and my identity is mysterious, lie, and you really think we will believe you? Which big man are you sending into the undercover of my feathering door?"
"I am not the undercover of the mysterious big man. I just got the adventure. From this **** trial, I can see that I have the natural luck, otherwise I won't get the treasure of the Buddha." Fang Han language even beads: "Blood test Refining is held in heaven. If you doubt me, then you are doubting the heavens, saying that I am a spy who is inserted into the heavens?"
"The teeth are sharp." The sage of this Chinese family laughed, and the cruelty and viciousness that could not be said on his face: "I am a saint. I have never had a disciple to dare to argue in front of me. I have tore you today. This mouth, see what you say."
Between the words, the tall saint of this Chinese family took the shot.
boom!
His body moved, and his vitality burst into flames. Like a spring thunder, he was shocked by everything, and his life was sprouting. In the bones, the inch was a macro of the sages who taught the world.
The palm of the hand hit Fang Han, and immediately the dragon-shaped instinct was swimming. "I heard that you kid, made eight battalions, good at all things, and I have learned a few hands occasionally. Dragons, you can see if you can resist it."
Between the Chinese and the tall saints, it is actually the dragon's Taoism, and it is a kind of ancient curse, the creation of the dragon.
Between the dragons and the ingenuity, each dragon is a dragon of creation. The minions, the body, and the dragons are constantly creating one world after another.
The killing of the big surgery, bombardment to Fang Han, immediately, the body of the cold body of the body is like a glass explosion, space debris flying around.
The sage shot, it really is extraordinary, than the little stone emperor, the tyrant is much more aggressive.
"Eight Buddhism!"
On the top of Fang Han’s head, there was also a sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred dragon.
Among the eight buoyants, they roar, turbulent, and arrogant, and the power of the saints is no small feat. Just after a contact, Fang Han felt as if he had been suppressed by Wanshan, and his whole body was banned. The dragons of the material could not resolve the dragon's instinct, but they were defeated by the other side.
"Is this the power of the saints? Ten times more powerful than me!"
Fang Han’s heart was stunned, but on the surface it was not revealed at all. The body began to calculate, calculate the power of the saint, and the power of all kinds of Taoism. He was the first time to work with the saint, and he immediately got a huge Information.
"Kid, resistance is useless. If you can resist the saints, then it is the reincarnation of the heavenly king. The eight floats fall into your hands, and it is also a big loss. I will charge it temporarily, lest you rely on this magic weapon to do evil. ""
The saint of the Chinese family, pressing hard, step by eye, appeared suddenly, and suddenly spit out, a white light, bursting out of the ages, and attacking and killing on the Eight Buddhism.
when!
The eight Buddhism was hit hard by this, and there was a crack on it!
The best of the fairy, far from being able to counter the saints, the only one who can counter the saints, only Wang Pinxian.
"Get it!"
The sage of the Chinese family, everything is in control, stepping out again, the big hand slammed, shrouded down, and the mana of the materialized dragon scorpion was automatically put into his palm. Then the hand of the sage of the Chinese family actually took the eight floaters directly and looked up to see him fall into his hands.
Fang Han is outside, prevailing, killing God and destroying Buddha, but now, it is resisting hard! The first is that it is impossible to display thirty-three times of combat power and is afraid of exposure. In the **** trials, there is nothing to show thirty-three times the force, because the feet can cover up, but here, there are too many people with high-visibility, almost instantly, they can be recognized.
In the **** trials, there is not even a saint, and it can be covered with the epoch.
Second, because the other party is a saint, the true peak power of the heavens.
If Jinxian is a local tyrant, the ancestors are nobles, the celestial beings are princes, and the sacred sage is the real master, one side is dominant. Fang Han’s current power can kill the semi-sanctification and instantly kill any existence that is quite similar to his own realm. However, when dealing with the saints, it shows the lack of realm.
"Eight Buddhism, good things, this kid actually made it into a unique fairy, how much time spent! I got a lot of ancient secrets of the dragon, after getting the float, good practice, mana will definitely Great increase!" Looking at the eight floating buds will fall into their own hands, the sage of the Chinese family is also a big joy.
However, at this time, suddenly, a horrible atmosphere, swept out from the body of Fang Han, a Buddha light, rising from the sky, all over the world are purple and gold, a tall Buddha, appearing from the Buddha .
This Buddha is not a virtual shadow, but a real form, and the body is full of Buddha's power, so that the Emperor of the Emperor is shocked. The Buddha's power of the whole body is turned into a Buddhist scripture, the words are adorned, the golden jade is good, and the land is constantly falling in the void. The verses of each word are a mysterious Buddhist meditation.
The Zen Emperor Buddha appeared.
Fang Han once again burned his life, and Xiao Su Mingji entered the body of the Heavenly Zen Buddha and summoned the Yuanling that he had died. This made the Buddha resurrected again.
The Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor, grabbed the big hand, shocked the explosion, and oppressed the saint of the Chinese family, and immediately smashed the opponent’s mana.
"Devil!"
In the mouth of the Emperor of Heaven, there was a big noise. With the sound, the eight floating buzzers flew over and returned to the body of Fang Han, and all the cracks on it had recovered. As the Buddha of the Emperor, the mana is almost boundless. For a unique piece of fairy, it can be repaired directly, or even reassembled.
"this is!"
The face of the sage of the Chinese family showed a horrified look, and the hair on his head was scattered, and he immediately changed from a saint to a wandering little sister.
The clothes on his body were smashed in between, smashed in many places, unable to cover the body, pale in his face, and suffered no small damage. He was defeated between the hands of the Zen Emperor.
"Kill!" Fang Han, a command, passed into the mind of the Emperor of Heaven and Zen, the Buddha of the Emperor burst into the air, with boundless majesty, King Kong's giant palm crit, "Destroy the Zen palm!"
Hey!
The emptiness of the sky immediately conveyed countless diamonds.
Zen palms are extinct, and the light is infinite. Many of the saints present in the scene are dizzy. Among them, thousands of yuan masters, but a wow of blood spurted out.
The Heavenly Zen Buddha is the Buddha of the ancient war. It is famous for its ancestors, leading the Buddhism army, attacking the heavens, all kinds of Zen rituals, killing and decisive, and the power can fight the same emperors. It is also a half step in the cultivation of the heavens and the earth. Tianjun, not in the feathers.
This shot immediately showed power.
If it was his life, his strength could even be killed in the feathering gate. Although he is dead now, he is summoned to wake up temporarily. The mana is only 70% of the usual, but it is still not the average master who can resist it.
"what is this?"
The sages of the Chinese family encountered a disaster of extinction. They watched the Zen Emperor’s demise and the Zen palms shrouded. Everywhere they were King Kong notes, how they struggled, they didn’t help, and they couldn’t help but look desperate: “No!”
He hysterically screamed and tried his best to compete. However, the "Destroyed Zen Palm" destroyed everything, pointed to the fate, landed, and the palm print had not yet arrived, and the palm of the hand had already beaten him.
"stop!"
Seeing this scene, although I don’t understand what happened, why is the Zen Emperor suddenly resurrected, but now the situation is in jeopardy, Hua Wenchang, the emperor of the Chinese family, finally can’t help it, jumps up, and the body descends. The palms are volleyed, the road is thousands of miles, and they are gathered into the rule of the fairy. The emperor is majestic and greets the "destruction of the world."
Hey!
The two forces collided in the air, and the body of the Emperor Zen was not moving, and the "Chang Emperor" Hua Wenchang retreated.
"The enchanting!" is another Chinese ancestor's ancestor's ancestor, with a wave of palms, a whirlpool, a holy river at the top of the head, the strength of the cohesion, when the air is shocked, "the supreme emperor!"
“There is no super South!”
The Heavenly Zen Buddha is also a big bang, the heavens are shaking, and another of the Chinese family’s holy river on the top of the ancestors’ squad exploded. The power did not even come out, and spit out a blood, and retreated.
Hey!
A sword light, stabbed behind the heavenly Zen Buddha.
It is another small and dry old antique from Huajia, and it is also the emperor, to the immortal. His swordsmanship condenses into a true sorrowful, sinister, invisible, invisible.
"There is no limit in the South!"
The Heavenly Zen Buddha turned his body and his nose sounded like a thunder. Hold the King Kong Dharma with a big hand, such as a grinding disc, and crush it.
Oh, that sword is smashing.
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