Chapter 884 Explosion
Fang Han’s shot is no longer the cultivation of the virtual fairy. It is the urging of the eight floating sects, the power of the dying ancestors, the ancestral witch mirror, the thirty-three days to the treasure, and even the spoon of the gods. power.
At this time, the eight floating sects, the most important pillar of God is the key to the gods of the gods. This magic weapon is the crown of many magic weapons. It is integrated into the eight floating sects, and it is fixed in the body of the Fang Han, so that he has the power to fight the gods. .
The dragon claws of the Ten Claw Zulong, playing this piece of the altar of the nine heavens, collapsed everywhere, and the universe was in a collapsed position at this moment. Fang Han did not shoot, but when he shot, he was shocked and shocked.
Hey! Hey!
First of all, after the wind, the huge throne under the old scorpion, collapsed. Her disciples, who have fallen, have collapsed one after another, and they have been smashed into flesh-and-blood bodies. Even the immortal substances in the body have been destroyed, especially the first disciple, who has cultivated to the "Yancheng" of the true immortal level. Then, the blood spurted out again and again, the dragon's claws have not yet fallen. She has been shocked and vomited and hurt. The law of life and death in the body suddenly broke, and the whole person's breath suddenly decreased. It was actually destroyed by Fang Hansheng. The fairy fell to the level of the virtual fairy.
"what!"
After the wind, the old man faced the ten-clawed ancestors, and his hands were shocked. He played the Tianxian Avenue in the body, and he was violently learning. One after another, the great fairy technique came up from the hands, such as the ancient wind, sweeping the universe, destroying hundreds of millions of stars, and Such as the storm of the fairy world, sweeping through time and space.
"Wind strikes three thousand! The road is like the wind! Sweeping the universe, the wind is too high!" After the wind, the old man smashed the whole body and boiled up. The scent of a stock suddenly rushed, and the disciples under his arm were covered in it. And Xiandan landed down, to cure all the injured disciples, and her partner cold, launched the most powerful counterattack.
"Hey! I want to deal with me, still early! The fist of the heavens, the hand of the sky, thirty-three days of making God fist! Who dares to challenge the power of creation!" Fang Han suddenly stood in the air, the whole body emerged blood, dragon Gas, half man and half dragon, behind him, there is a vast and vast river and mountain in the entire dragon world. It seems that the power of the entire dragon world is in his body, between the gestures, and he has the power to fight against any power. capital.
Breathing the mountains and rivers, only the hands of the sky.
He played the "Gai Tian" and "Turning the Sky" styles in the thirty-three days of the creation of the gods, and it was enough to cover the fairy tales and flip them over.
Hey! Countless loud noises, shocked from the air, the old fairy sorcerer was ruined by the road, and the whole body of Fang Han was brought to her, such as the emperor of the ancient world, the king of heaven and earth, the palm of his hand, The ancestors were flooded, and when they took the shot, her body's smoldering layer exploded, and the clothes of a unique dish were directly disintegrated, becoming dragons and being dragonized. The thirty-three days of illusion rolled over her head and pressed her into a hunchback.
"Death fight! Heaven does not return! The law of immortality! Too heavenly king!" After the wind, the old man was broken by Fang Han, the bodyguard, the bodyguard, and the oppression became a hunchback, knowing that it was bad, and suddenly launched a desperate Means, the law of the fairy in the body, constantly urging, the air waves in the body, one layer more than one layer, one after another, the world screams, thousands of explosions, to blast the oppression of the cold.
On top of her head, the law of qi and blood, the fairy scent, changed into a shadow of the heavenly king.
"The majesty of creation is not tolerant!" Fang Han saw this scene, and did not stop at all. He took a step in the fierce tone. In the tone, he actually took the tone of "the gun of judgment", in the palm of his hand, suddenly The illusion of a long gun is the same virtual shadow of the gun of judgment.
Fight!
With regard to this gun, the shadow of Taishangjun was put on, and the gunshot exploded. He took a step and went straight to the side of the old man who was behind the wind.
After the wind, the old man’s eyes were red, and he was also shot with one palm. The two palms collided in the air. After the wind, the whole arm of the old man was blasted, and the flesh and blood were blurred. The whole person flew out and was beaten by Fang Han. Although she was repaired by Tian Xian, she could not resist the thirty-three days of the cold. God fist.
After Fang Han passed the virtual fairy thunder, he was melting the flesh and blood of the fetus every moment, and the strength was much higher every day. The vitality is also abundant every day. The last time I played against the two dragon emperors was because the injury did not recover. It has been restored since now, and it is a step further. After the wind, the old man did not have a fairy weapon in his hand, and could not compete against his crit.
"Dare to dare to go to the top of the nine clear days, find death!"
The closest thing to the "windy dojo" is a majestic middle-aged man. This middle-aged man has an eyebrow like a sword and a tall figure. Like a gun like a pillar, the spine is entangled with thousands of dragons. A punch rushed out, and the vision of the stars falling in the air appeared in the air.
This punch is another trick.
In the rush, this person, although shocked by the power of Fang Han, has too much time to think about it. It is imperative for the old man to save the wind.
"Who dares to block it! It will not be accommodated!"
In the face of this majestic middle-aged man's punch, Fang Hantou does not return, the backhand throws, the shadow of a spear, appearing in the air, is the "revenge spear!" This is not the body of the revenge spear, But Fang Han is in the midst of the catastrophe, comprehending the true meaning of the revenge spear, and condenses it with its own immortality. But with his current strength, the power is huge, and this illusion can also cause damage to the fairy!
Hey! When the vengeful spear hits, it will smash the Daxian technique, and the rest will not decline. It will kill the heart of the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man’s face changes, the body changes again and again, and the bombardment of hundreds of millions of fists is repeated. The vengeful spear is broken.
However, he just broke the revenge spear, and Fang Han’s dragon claws have been smothered. “Hey, heaven and earth, and the sky, who dares to stop me. Who dares to blame? I am invincible!” Fang Hanwei is unparalleled, actually attacking When the old man was in the wind, he attacked the middle-aged majesty man again.
"Kid, you are too crazy!"
The act of Fang Han’s moment finally angered other Taoist masters. In the anger, another dojo flying was a young man, but it was obviously a figure of hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation. The vicissitudes of life, between the backhands, played a fairy, such as the scorching sun, the star imploded, and the flaming flame suddenly burned. The attack was directed to Fang Han.
Fang Han is not afraid, once again stepping out, **** and sword, when the air is empty, it is actually the sword of the lost sword. The sword is as old as the lost civilization, mysterious, vast, majestic, and immobile.
Wherever the sword gas went, the flames collapsed and the fairy smashed.
Hey, hey. Fang Han's footsteps, such as the reminder of the notes, at this moment, he faced the three great angels, showing the pace of the earthquake, stepping out every step, the heaven and earth universe has a completely broken taste. Suddenly, the three great angels have a feeling of facing the cold, and their hearts are horrible. They have retreated, especially after the wind, the palms are broken, and they have not yet had time to repair.
"Stop, Fang Han!"
Just when Fang Han exhibited a shocking day, and then attacked. The owner of Dongling Road suddenly said: "This is the grand altar of the Shangqing Jiutian. It can't be too arrogant. If you see it, you will see that you can see the strength of the Tianxian. If you kill the fairy here. Then, the hatred of us and the nine heavens will be great, and Mibao will not want to pick it up."
Many Taoists, at this moment, want to be involuntarily shot, but they heard two words from the Dongling Taoist, killing the heavens and killing the gods, all of them were shocked. These days, the big man who is not afraid of being afraid of it, has a chill in his heart.
"Hey! I have said it for a long time, I don't want to start, but whoever wants to force me. I will never blame the thunder, the majesty of creation, and I will not allow it. I will make the door to the heavens and the earth, and the heavens will be born. Dare to swear, inevitably kill!" Fang Han body stopped, the vitality contracted, immediately after the wind, the old man, the middle-aged majestic man, and the young people have produced a taste of inhalation, hurriedly flew outward.
Fang Han went to the side of Dongling Road. In an instant, his body is much taller than the Dongling Taoist.
His stoppage, calm and murderous, but the method of shocking, has been deeply imprinted in the minds of many Taoist owners. Many of the actors in the field were big men, and even the top ten world leaders of the *** were not convinced. They didn’t know how many years they lived, and they saw thousands of people. However, Fang Han’s Thunder means still shocked them. Continuous shots, playing the wind after the old life and death dilemma, hard to pick up the other two avenues of the master of the magic, easy to play, domineering counterattack, if not the Dongling Road, the main call to stop, really is the blood of the corpse, the bones are dry.
"Who is this person? So horrible? Power is simply unstoppable? Especially the boxing method, beyond the ancient times, and even the school that I have lost too much to go to the nine clear days, the origin of the gods is beautiful."
"Is this the husband of Mibao? Where did Mibao find such a husband? You heard no, Dongling Taoist just said that he can fight the gods! What strength is this? The gods in the rumor? But if he is The cultivation of the fairy level should be hidden, and the fairy world should not be known."
"This strength is really too horrible. After the wind, the lord, the lord of the lord, the lord of the three main lords of the lord of the lord, it seems that it is impossible to sue him and fight back. It seems that it is not his. All strength. Look at these tricks, he can fight the gods, it should not be fake."
"Good tyranny! If this person is really a Mibao husband, then it is not a blessing that we have such an enemy in the nine clear days."
At the moment, the top and bottom of the nine-day-old big man, talking about it, staring at Fang Han, trying to see the bottom of his body. In particular, the painting was imaginary, and I was taken aback. It seemed that I was blind to myself. I couldn’t believe it. A pair of eyes, also staring at Fang Han, showed dignity and sizziness.
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