Chapter 1421 Captures God
The monks of the heavens and the real world know what the meaning of the heavenly king is.
The ultimate goal of every monk is Tianjun, but for generations to come, only the kind that has gained invincible air transport, can get the ancient secret treasure, or inherit the other heavenly air transport, can finally be promoted to reach this one. The realm of the monks of Tianwanjie is a dream.
The current Fang Han is to reach the realm that everyone dreams of.
All the era gate monks, disciples, elders, all kinds of core masters, at this moment, feel extremely safe, their own desperate struggle, and finally have a return, a heavenly king, can truly guard them until the end of heaven and earth.
Fang Han’s eyes pierced the sky!
Fang Han’s hands, tearing the heavens.
The atmosphere of Fang Han, let all things surrender.
"All those who besieged me today must die, and one should not leave. All of them are buried in this Dan."
Fang Han wakes up and grabs the Hongmeng Hall, urging the 50,000-seat map inside, which evolved into the existence of the size of the heavens. Suspended in the top of the Danjie, the top of the Danjie, rolling vitality, all kinds of medicinal herbs, Haina Baichuan generally entered the hall of Hongmeng.
The "key of the moment" in the hands of Fang Han, constantly turning, the vitality of the entire Danjie, the ban, and under the urging, began to gather around himself.
At the core of the Danjie, when the clouds dispersed, it was faintly seen that a huge tomb appeared. This tomb is the color of bright yellow, as if the gold was cast in general, and there are several large characters such as the tomb of the Lord of the Dan.
It is actually the tomb of the Lord of the Ancient Dan.
It can be imagined with the head that there is something in the tomb, and it is certain that the body of the Lord of the Ancient Dan is in it.
The owner of the ancient Dan dynasty is close to the existence of the celestial king. The rumor that the person who has realized the last step is not as good as the average celestial king. It is a realm that can be compared with the end of the sacred king.
After the body of this character, how much benefit?
In an instant, I saw the "Fan Tiandu", "Wing Tianjun", "Wang Tianjun", "Wang Tiantian Junmu", "Miao Li Tianjun", after seeing Fang Han Jin Sheng Tianjun, anger burning, ready to kill a big one. The eyes of the "Danjie Lord's Tomb", which appeared in the core of the Danish world, suddenly went straight.
"We are all going to die?"
Hua Tiandu looked at the party that was promoted to Tianjun. His heart was awkward, and he was envious, not a taste, but his fierce thoughts rose from the bottom of his heart. "If you are promoted to Nothing." It’s just a person, not our opponent. Are we so afraid of you?
"Kill him, seize the Hongmeng Hall, and capture the tomb of the Lord of the Ancient Dan, the whole Danjie is ours." Huangfu said on the other side: "He has just been promoted to Tianjun, and his mana is still shallow, and he can't We are like these old days, we are so many people, enough to directly suppress him!"
"He promoted to the heavenly king better, suppressed him, you can refine it into a real holy fairy, kill!" Wing Tianjun, Wang Tianjun, the king of the wilderness.
"Tianjun origin, can let the seven saints of our barbarians restore the glory of the past!" Miao Li Tianjun also screamed again and again, with both hands moving, attacking and killing Fang Han.
The five majors are equivalent to the existence of the Tianjun level, and once again launched a fierce offensive against Fang Han!
"Yeah? About you don't know, how terrible after I was promoted to Heavenly King! The Way of the Era..." Fang Han's hands are up, the ecstasy in the body, the ultimate perfection, all magic, all Incorporating into the chapters of the history of civilization, it can be restored separately, and the body of the vast Tianjun is a wave of waves.
Hey!
He is a step. He crossed the front of Huatiandu and punched it. This step, across the ancient time, the space of the river is completely gone. It can be seen with the naked eye, and its power can be seen with the naked eye. One wave of waves was derived and penetrated into the plane outside the Dan, and all the planes of the seats collapsed.
what!
Hua Tiandu was suddenly shocked. The pores of the whole body were tightly closed. I almost felt that I was fixed by the most ferocious beast in the Taikoo. It was difficult to breathe, and my heart almost suffocated and stopped beating.
He only saw the silhouette of Fang Han swooping, the boxing wind swayed, and the force directly tore the skin on the surface of his body. Severe tingling, from the mind to spread all over the limbs.
"The burial of the celestial burial, the burial of the heavens, the celestial king wakes up, and makes a dream."
Hua Tiandu was judged in an instant, and Fang Han’s fist was not something that he could resist. Although he was blessed by many Tianjuns now, he had the power of Tianjun, but he was not Tianjun. In the past, it was not an opponent of Fang Han. Now Fang Han Jinsheng has reached Tianjun. How far is it?
The foot can tear his body by hand, Hua Tianjun's body.
At this critical juncture, the celestial burial in the hands flew up, and the crossbar was in front of him, resisting Fang Han’s fist.
boom!
Fang Han hit a fist on the "Tian burial plaque", this vermilion god, suddenly burst out of a strong ban, diffuse out, swept to Fang Han's fist.
"The only way to the avenue is that the era is unique and the creation is degenerate!"
Fang Han shouted, the body re-advanced, and it was a punch, Jiyuan Avenue, the history of the civilization of the Ganges, the number of civilizations, the destruction of the illusion, actually hit the "the burial of the celestial burial" above the ban. Finally, go to the false, and directly punch, on the body of the red coffin.
The scarlet coffin body, oscillating, like a clock of the Emperor, was hit by the Taikoo Mountain, the sound wave once again radiated, and the Huatian, which was behind, shattered.
puff!
Hua Tiandu's flesh cracked open, his body retreated backwards, and the blood of the big mouth was sprayed out. He couldn't hold the "the burial of the celestial burial". The forged scorpion of the sacred king was actually flying in the air and reached the Danjie. high altitude.
Was beaten by Fang Han.
"Hua Tiandu lost the burial of this day, and was actually broken by a punch, so that this deity lost its master and is now a possession."
"Capturing the hand, this day is the best thing to bury, but we will join hands and kill Fang Han."
"Scrapping, ruling seven, no one will live forever."
Wing Tianjun, Wang Tianjun, Huangpu, and Miao Litianjun saw such a scene. At the same time, they directed Fang Han and joined hands to launch a palm. At the same time, the big hand was facing the celestial burial.
Four great Heavenly Kings, the real Heavenly King, join hands, how fierce is it? No one knows it, only sees it. Wherever the palm of strength comes, everything in the Dan world is turned into chaos, and then turned into the water and the wind, the various laws and fragments, mixed with each other, which is even more A variety of Taikoo Shinto kills, thousands of troops, Jin Ge big axe, bombarded against Fang Han.
"These attacks have nothing to do with me! Do you still want to capture the burial of heaven?"
In the face of these attacks, Fang Han’s body was shaken, and the top of the gyro was rotated. The ancient gods, rotating, and the body became a portal, exuding a strong suction, and those attacks were sucked into the portal, all disappear.
Later, Fang Han rushed to the sky, and there was a big hand in the portal that could crush the heavens. It shaken all the palms of the four great kings, and firmly grasped the burial of the day and seized it.
In an instant, the change is like the eagle flying rabbit, the white shackles, the celestial burial artifact, has been easy to change, from Huatian are falling into the hands of Fang Han.
However, the burial of the celestial burial must be the shackles of the sacred king, the instinctual will to be indomitable, falling into the palm of Fang Han, still expanding and expanding, wanting to blow up the big hand of Fang Han, shock Go out.
"He can't surrender to the burial of this day and kill him."
"good chance!"
"The boat on the other side, come out, step by step, detached. The other side of the gods, the origin of the king, broken the void."
"Mastering the holy law, in the heavens and the earth, I am the only master, the sacred king of the sacred king, completely belongs to me." The four great heavenly monarchs, do not want to think, and show the lore to Fang Han, at this moment, every A person, regardless of any dignity, thoroughly displays the last earth-shattering killer.
Fang Han has been promoted to Tianjun. They know that they are powerful and have no reservations. Any means of pressing the bottom of the box are also trying their best.
"Fang Han, hateful, this day is the burial of me, do you think you can easily take it away? Today is a rest." Huatian is hysterical, Fang Han from his hand, captured the key to the Danjie To achieve Heavenly King, now I have to take away the burial of heaven from his hands, which is almost maddening him!
Hua Tiandu's huge Tianjun body began to spur, all will, desperate, attacking Fang Han!
"Is it true that I am not willing to surrender to me?"
Fang Han stood high, re-changed by a portal for himself, mastered the "the burial of the celestial burial", looks arrogant, indifferent, facing the attack of the people, the silk does not move, the palm of the hand, the sky, the size of the heavenly court of the Hongmeng Hall, fell down All the temperament, condensed into a huge eggshell shape canopy, protect yourself.
Suddenly, the four great Heavenly Kings and all the attacks of Huatiandu, hitting the top of the scent of the sorrow, broke out a giant earthquake, and the square cold inside did not move, the clothes hunted, iron, flame, The mythical epic hero myth has emerged from his body.
Fang Han’s own strength, Tianjun’s cultivation, and Hongmeng Hall, have surpassed to reach an unimaginable limit, and Tianjun’s desperate blow can’t be shaken.
Under the protection of Hongmeng's qi, Fang Han's hands were gripped, and only a large array was seen. It poured into the burial of the day, and the inside of the coffin was suddenly raging. It seems to be an ice-breaking sound that rings.
Hua Tiandu shocked, once again spurting a blood, watching the celestial burial of Fang Han’s hand in horror, not expanding, but gradually shrinking, which indicates that Fang Han has refining this coffin .
The burial of the celestial burial does not really belong to him.
The gods that can be cherished in the Hongmeng Hall have already fallen into the hands of Fang Han.
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