Chapter 978 Exile of the gods
"Pirates of the ladder" refines the success of the fairy, the strength of Fang Han has once again increased, and its own cultivation has not reached the peak of the immortal. Some of the laws of the immortality in the body have once again formed and formed, which is hundreds of times stronger than the ordinary fairy law.
In other words, he is now able to destroy hundreds of gods together. Strength can be compared to Xuan Xian.
More importantly, he has been able to capture the beginnings of the mysterious space in the heavens through the stolen ladder.涓涓 涓涓 , ??, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 从 从 从 从 从 从 从 从 从 从 盗 盗 盗 盗 盗 盗 盗 盗 盗
The general gods do not enter the heavens, and it is impossible to draw the qi of the beginning of the Yuan.
Even if it is a fairy, it is impossible to learn from the world.
But now Fang Han can be. These are the results of the “Pirates of the Sky”. In the mortal world, the heart is in heaven. It’s omnipresent and invincible.
Moreover, the Taiji God Ball in the Key of the Wild God seems to have been motivated by the "Pirates of the Sky". The speed of the rotation is speeding up, and it has begun to release more of the beginning of the gas supply to the use of the cold, stimulating, the more powerful the Fang Han The more tyrannical, the faster the tempering of thirty-three days to the treasure.
"What is the vain son of the Protoss, the genius of the Protoss, and in front of me, it is just a shit."
After Fang Han refining the "stolen ladder", the big hand grabbed it, covered the sky and covered the sky, and covered the sky. Now there are countless hidden killing Protoss soldiers who have been shocked from the emptiness and have fallen out, living a holy sacrifice. It became the power of the holy sacrifice, and it was not in the body of Fang Han, and it was prepared for the power of Tian Yuan.
The more I use Tianyuan's blow, Fang Han feels that this trick is indeed awesome.
Containing infinite mysteries, even more than the end of the road, the awe-inspiring works, the ruling of the seven styles.... and other martial arts are much more profound, and can never be explored clearly, even if Zhou Tianyi, the ruthless map, the fate of the ball can not be calculated completely Among them, the combination of supernatural powers is vast.
Moreover, Tianyuan’s strike of Linglong Xianzun is not complete.
Fang Han even knows that if the real Tianyuan strikes and displays it, it is necessary to match the "two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine kinds of avenues" besides the fate of the great destiny.
It is no wonder that the legendary Hongmeng Taoist people were able to display this attack to the ancestors of the Protoss.
The fairyland was opened by the Hong Meng Dao.
"The more the Protoss are killed, the more power there is, and the greater the power to display the Tianyuan strike. This is a virtuous circle. When I meet a brilliant opponent in the Protoss, such as 昊Emperor Tiandi, the Emperor of the Immortals, and the Emperor of Heaven, they assassinated them in one fell swoop. They acquired their bodies, but after Xuanxian, after refining and refining, they are endless, and they can take thirty-three days to Baozhong. A few pieces of strength-enhancing baby refining, such as Optimus Prime, Crashing Blade, Ba Tian Hammer....... and so on.
Fang Han is a tiger into the flock and enjoys killing the Protoss.
For a time, I don’t know how many Protoss masters died in his hands.
Just listening to him roaring, the protoss army in the sky fell down, burning the flame of the sacrificial body on the body, turning into the purple-black solidified blood of the holy sacrifice, into the body of the cold body, turned into "a little bit of heaven." ".
"It's really looking for death!"
Bang!
Among the protoss army, countless big men can't tolerate the killing of Fang Han. Suddenly, the air strikes, the power spans the distant time and space, and the kingdoms of the gods one after another are born around Fang Han, and they are destroyed. Wrap him completely, so that his power can not penetrate.
Fang Han’s face was calm, standing in the air, stepping out of the pace of the earthquake, and the big hand went out to explore. Every time he took a photo, he must bring in tens of thousands of protoss army and shoot it in his hand.
He ignored the siege of the kingdom of God.
"hateful!"
Among the numerous protoss army, some powerful people are gnashing their teeth, and they can't wait to kill Fang Han and smash the bones. Among them are the gods of the gods, the goddess of the immortals, and the young gods of the heavens.
These three goddess of the Xuanxian level, each of them hit the gods and kingdoms, but they could not stop the killing of Fang Han. At the same time, there were time and space tunnels beside them, and they again came to the three gods. .
One of them is a shadow. It is the son of the emptiness of the Protoss leader who lost in Fang Han’s hands. At this time, an arm has disappeared, and the **** sword has disappeared. The vitality has been seriously injured.
"The son of the Void, I tell you that Fang Han is very powerful. You don't believe it, you have to kill him. This is a loss." The goddess of the goddess of celestial ecstasy laughed and gloated.
"It is indeed awesome. It is no wonder that the Scorpio Umo saint said that he is a nemesis of the Protoss, even the nemesis of the heavens, or the nemesis of the Buddha, the Dragon, and the heavens. It is a good thing. He has a breath. There is a breath above the fairy tales. It seems that the Taikoo big man reincarnation, and it seems that it is not." There is no fluctuation in the language of the child of the void, the face is always a shadow, his arm is gradually growing out, still a shadow And on his hand, there is also a long sword with a shadow. Actually it is another fairy.
"The son of the void, in the rumor, you have three holy swords, this is the second."
A great **** of the gods was slightly shocked.
"Yes, the first holy sword is called blood. This is called dark night. No one can force me to use the third holy sword, because those who saw my third holy sword are dead."
"Well, let's not talk nonsense, let Fang Han kill like this. The protoss army of several tribes in our tribes may have to suffer heavy casualties. In the future, they will not be able to stand in the virtual world and be excluded by other tribes."
"What should I do?"
"We join hands and show the exile of the gods! Move Fang Han away here, exile to the side of the fairy world, approach the heavenly army without great world, kill the man by the sword, kill him with the power of heaven! Anyway, he is the heaven And the enemy of the Protoss, we want to kill him, the heavens will kill him."
"Good idea, Fang Han, this person can't be killed. At least we don't kill him now, and every time he kills one of our army, the power will grow stronger, stronger and stronger, snowballing. Let him Going to the Heavenly Army to kill it is a stone and two birds."
Let's join hands!
The masters of the gods suddenly, together, formed a large array, a golden-colored throne appeared on the big table like a round table. Every **** emperor sat on the throne and began to push the supreme magic. The illusion of God appeared on it, and the masters of the Emperor suddenly sang: "In the name of the gods, forever the exile of the existence of evil!"
嗡嗡嗡..........The time is crying, the heavens and the earth are shaking, the gods are exercising power.
"What is this? Do you want to banish me? The way to the end! Give me a break!" In the heart of Fang Han, there was a warning sign. The time and space around him began to cry, as if to be imprisoned for life.
Immediately, he played the end of the way to destroy the exile of the gods, but the exiles that the great gods joined together showed great tyranny. If it was an ordinary god, it was hit and immediately exiled in eternity. In the emptiness, it is no longer possible to return to the real world.
The powerful existence of Fang Han, at most, makes him move a distance.
The gods did not have much binding on him.
Turning around, Fang Han stood in the middle, and did not move, and played the dusk of the gods in all directions. In an instant, all the forces of exile disappeared, but the environment around him also changed, and it was removed from the air.
Just after a recovery, I haven’t seen clearly where I was moved. In the air, the heavy rain of the Great Immortal, hitting out of the air, hitting the whole body of the body of the fairy, the cracks in the body, the sky is in the blink of an eye. On the body.
The big fairy technique actually waved one after another, never stopped, and more and more fierce, playing a cold has a feeling of suffocation.
The blood-stained star road, in the distant space, countless Protoss fighters and the heavenly army are fighting.
Fang Han then saw the golden light flashing, completely substantial, like the golden world of flesh and blood, and the thousands of portals opened by the heavens, knowing where they were exiled.
"Damn! These gods have actually moved me to the camp of the heavenly army."
The army consisting of countless "virtual fairy" and "true fairy" has rolled down from the portal of heaven. The ants are locusts. Fang Han has never seen such a big handwriting. Any ancient door, big world, pull out one. Hundreds of masters above the virtual fairy are all unsuccessful big battles, known as the array of hundred cents.
But now, the army of the heavens, these virtual immortals, the real immortals are like slaves, the most despicable cannon fodder, and there will be no half-drinking pain.
For the first time, Fang Han saw the temperament of the heavens. The army was composed of the celestial beings and the true celestial beings. Each hundred imaginary celestial beings were led by five true immortals and arranged into a "small" array. Thousands of small arrays of law formed a large array of seats. Thousands of imaginary immortals, at the same time, with a wave of hands, they have played millions, even tens of millions, even hundreds of millions of great celestial arts in the distant world of Xuanhuang and even the virtual world.
"Who is it? The aliens broke into my heavenly army camp, kill! Quickly kill!"
Fang Han appeared, and the atmosphere was magnificent. The style of peerless masters shocked all directions, and immediately attracted the attention of many great people in the heavenly army.
A big man who was relying on Fang Han’s recent, suddenly shouted, issued a command of lore.
At the moment, Fang Han sees that there are tens of thousands of imaginary immortals in the space of hundreds of millions of miles, and they have issued a big fairy to themselves.
Every sacred fairy immortal, has issued a number of great immortals, combined to become the torrent of fairy tales, in this torrent, at least five million Daxian techniques, bombarded themselves.
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