Chapter 938 is killing again and again
The world of the world, the powerful man of the world, the emperor of the great empire, the battle between the two strokes, was smashed by Fang Han, the pinch of the neck, and then the head was all screwed down .
How cruel is this?
What kind of temper?
What a shock?
No one can describe what it is like to see the master of this scene at this moment.
Some of the masters of the Great Empire are also dumbfounded, and they can’t react. I just cultivated into a god, got the chance of heaven, thought that I could rule the world, control everything, and lead the imperial world to the glory of the imperial leader. When I was shot, I screwed my head. How can this be believed?
"God!"
"Is this really true?"
"Are we wrong? That war, the emperor of the great world."
"Combat genius." Some of the gods who were greatly shocked by the Tianchi school were screaming, especially those who are imaginary, true masters, and can't bear it.
"How is it possible! How is it possible? I have experienced countless tortures, hardships and hardships, and today, countless epic civilizations, Wanshi history pens can't write my legend, my brilliance, my glory, how could it fall here I will never be reconciled! I will never be reconciled! Resentful resentment, rebirth and cohesion. The cry of resentment!"
After all, it is a god, the "fight" was screwed off the head by Fang Han, actually still not dead, the head issued a strong resentment, actually comparable to the source of all evil, resentment, resentment, resentment!
The resentment formed a cry of screaming, making his vitality renewed, condensing, and giving birth to a spur of life, which made his head reunite with the body.
At the same time, among his eyes, hundreds of millions of wars were shot, and these wars were condensed. Attacked the body of Fang Han.
"The Battle of the Ge!"
He launched a peer-to-peer counterattack, attempting to turn over and killing in one fell swoop.
"There is no use, the **** is in front of me, and I have to die. I just took your blood sacrifice and made my baby into a fairy." Fang Han did not care about any counterattacks in the fighting, his body moved and his anger fluctuated. All the wars of the war were shattered, and his palms turned over, like a mountain crashing out, hitting a fist, and falling apart.
Oh!
Any counterattack in that fight was dispelled by the horror. It was punched by Fang Han, and it was made into a meatloaf, a real meatloaf. It seems that the flesh and blood elemental tires seem to be suspended in the air, constantly squirming, and also emit a sharp voice.
"My fairy tales are beginning to be broken. How is it possible? I am a god? The most peak of this secular existence, the highest level of power, how could it be killed?"
"Death is death, where is so much nonsense!" Fang Han grabbed a hand, such as God's willingness to take it, shrouded down, and the hand made a rolling flame, the flame burned, and this group of flesh and blood was instantly turned into airflow. Rush into your body. Entered the eight floats.
what!
The fighting emperor finally made a sharp scream, and it really vanished, died of death, and a master, so he was killed by Fang Han and disappeared into the world.
The powerful gods, flesh and blood, bones, vitality, and laws all rushed into the body of Fang Han, and poured into the gongs and drums of the Eight Buddhism.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
This huge gongs and drums fluctuated. The sound of the giant heart's heart is heard.
Finally changed into a fairy.
The gongs and drums, absorbed three pieces of the unique cultivar, the heavy drums, and more than 10,000 Tiangu drums on the top of the road, there is the potential of Chengxian, and now the principles of the gods of the battle, the flesh and blood of the gods are all absorbed It also became a fairy.
Hey, hey, hey!
Fang Han runs the fairy, and every time he makes a sound, the sound of the drums oscillates out, and the attack reaches the body of some of the great giants brought by the fighting emperor.
A body armor, a white jade belt, a silver shawl, the first of them, was shocked by the sound waves, it was blown into a group of flesh and blood, absorbed into it, such as mud cows into the sea, the bubble did not take one.
"Ah! This is a royal emperor of the Great Empire. It is called Douzhen, and he has already cultivated to reach the realm of heaven. He was actually shocked."
A female master of the Tianchi school screamed.
Among her sharp screams, the ancient royal family members, with five or six cents, were drummed and blasted out and turned into flesh and blood, all absorbed.
"Flee away! Dead, the old emperor, the old emperor, the emperor's uncle is dead."
"We are finished, forgive!"
"No, how can you die, this is an illusion, this is an illusion!" This empire is in addition to the god-level emperor battle and the five-day royal family antiques, as well as the last time with the emperor. The siege of Fang Han took the sunset.
Fighting the sunset is still the realm of perfection.
But now, in front of Fang Han, it is a small ant.
He was so flustered that he wanted to escape immediately. But at this time of Fang Han, the big hand was wiped out. His entire body was blown into powder and absorbed directly, and various laws were incorporated into the eight floats to become a tonic.
The other masters who made birds and beasts were also caught by the suction of the big hands, falling into the palm of the square cold, gently pinching, all broken like eggs.
Every broken sound is a death note, which represents the fall of a big man in the world, the soul disappears completely, and all glory is attributed to nothingness.
Three breaths, only three breaths.
The master of the world of fighting God is completely annihilated. No one can stay.
The elite of the entire big world was wiped out by Fang Han. The world of fighting gods is extremely high in the world of 3,000 thousand, and the richness is rich. Although it is not as good as the king, the central, and there are some old-level antiques, but the emperor of his own, reaching the realm of the gods, it is also shocking and unconventional.
But now, how shocking is it that all of them are killed by Fang Han’s devastating general killings?
At the moment, all the women of the Tianchi School, including the head of the Jin Xiu, have shown a state of dementia.
"This is not true..." Her cherry mouth muttered, not like a strong man of the Immortal, but like a woman who was frightened in the world.
"A big world elite, I will kill all of them. This Jin Xiuer, you should see my strength, do not know enough to be a co-owner?" Fang Han faint.
He killed the fighting and promoted the "drums" to the fairy. He rejoiced in his heart and secretly worked hard to digest some of the celestial beings that had just been killed. There are also many true immortals, the virtual fairy.
Although these masters were killed, the body world of the body also stored countless magic weapons, medicinal herbs, Taoist books, and also raised the creatures, the devil. They were all sent to the 3,000 worlds by Fang Han, all of which were crossed.
For a time, among the eight bas-reliefs, the number of creatures exceeded one trillion, which is one trillion.
Think about it, fighting as a god, the world of the body has been transformed into the universe, and even the stars can be condensed from the body. How many creatures are there?
The long-spread Buddha, which was killed by the cold in front, also stored countless Buddha-born creatures in the body, and all the brains were stored in the Eight Buddhism.
The willingness of so many purpose creatures can be gathered into a sea at any time, but these will not be wasted, but they are mobilized by Zhou Tianyi, combined with the celestial spirit, turned into various charms, let the monks vent absorb.
It can be said that after Zhou Tianyi changed to a fairy, the three thousand worlds of the Eight Buddhisms really turned into a heavenly blessing, and the speed of cultivation was ten times faster than the best blessings of the major sects.
Every moment, Fang Han’s power is growing.
Fang Han digested these fairy celestial beings, true immortals, and the vitality after the refinement of the sacred sacred sects. It was very comfortable, and the laws of the immortals were integrated into the eight floating sects, which made the power of the wooden Taoist, the dragons and the like more powerful.
In particular, the flying ancestors who are integrated into the gongs and drums, as the gongs and drums change into fairy wares, his realm is climbing, almost instantaneously, breaking through the virtual fairy, and then reaching the true fairy, perfect, anytime, anywhere. It is possible to break through to the realm of the fairy.
"The main door of the building... Fang Han."
Hearing Fang Han’s speech, the spirit calmed down, and Jin Xiu’s a spirit, his body stunned: “I don’t think that there is such a power in the world, you...you...killed the gods in one palm, what are you? Amended as an ancient and legendary fairy?"
"Fang Handao friends, the gods of the world, now Jin Xiu's friends, you also saw his strength, it is better to cooperate with the building of the door, he really has the ability to protect us all." Zu Qingting secretly swallowed a slobber, see To the strength of the Fanghan fight, know that this person is not what he can imagine, even if it is too old to practice in the secrets of the nine clear days, he can't deal with him.
"This person..." The painting was horrified and trembled, but his eyes flashed again and again, like a fox: "I received the fairy tales from some of my ancestors in the origins of my ancestors. This is the cold man who is arrested by the celestial world, but Now, how can I do this? The fairy tales said that if you can catch the electric mother Tianjun, you can get the interviews of the ancient Tianjun. If you can catch this cold and send it to the heavens, you can get some The big guys above Jinxian meet. The benefits are endless..."
The imaginary mind is deeply hidden, and on the surface, he is timid.
However, just as his mind was hidden, in the slight flow, suddenly the cold eyes looked at him.
He was shocked and stunned. He quickly turned his eyes and did not dare to look at Fang Han.
"Hey!" Fang snorted and suddenly grabbed it with a big hand, letting him change his mind, he was pinched around his neck and volleyed.
"Fang Handao friends!" Zu Qingting was shocked.
"Draw a picture, don't think I don't know what you think in your heart. I have thirty-three days to Bao Zhoutian, and everything is calculated. Your mind is reflected in it." Between the words, Fang Han waved, Zhou Tianyi's virtual The shadow appeared on the hand, and there was some psychological fluctuations in the picture.
"The fairyland is passed down, and you have to arrest me. It depends on who has the ability. The big man in the fairy world can't come down after all." Fang Han Meng's pinch, the virtual body of the painting exploded in the screams.
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