Fang Han defeated the "Phantom Law King" again, these giants of the Taishang Nine Qingtian, all of them were above the True Immortal, and they had reached the masters of the Heavenly Immortals, but one-on-one, none of them could help him.
Hand Novel Now he must be immortal to be able to suppress it.
Even if three or four heavenly immortals shoot together, they can't suppress him, he and the eight floating slaughter, the human treasure is one, the thirty-three days of the divine fist, the magic is superb, and the moves contain the heavenly way, the vitality will never be lost, and the more you fight, the stronger you get.
Almost every time they fight, people feel that he will be a little stronger, as if he will grow in battle.
Such a character is simply a miracle, and no one knows what is going on.
In fact, it was Fang Han who would refine a large amount of chaotic flesh and blood in every battle.
Especially in the battle with the Heavenly Immortals, the refining speed is faster.
The chaotic primordial fetus is immeasurable, and if it really unfolds, it can cover an unknown number of galaxies.
Of course, the flesh and blood of this chaotic primordial fetus, Fang Han could not refine it in a short period of time.
After all, it is also a treasure forged by the Chaos Heavenly Monarch, and if it is all refined into the body, his mana will probably eventually break through to the Dao Heavenly Immortal level, or even a higher level.
"Fang Han, don't be arrogant This time you broke into the Taishang Nine Qingtian General Altar, could it be that there is no one in my sect We are here today, so many Dao Masters and Guardian Dharma Kings are here.
Shoot together, no matter how powerful you are, you will be beaten to death, and there is no chance of survival. ” The Phantom King suddenly failed, and a Dharma King on the throne next to him suddenly stood up, this Dharma King, wearing a fishing net-like robe, the nets of the fishing nets one by one, like a combination of the Buddha's eye and the magic eye.
As soon as he stood up, he held the Phantom King and performed immortal magic to heal him.
"Who are you?"
Fang Leng looked at him, condescending, as if a king was looking at his courtiers.
"King Xuanluo, one of the Guardian Dharmas."
The giant powerhouse of this fishnet robe said coldly, his eyes flashing around: "Everyone, this person broke into the main altar of my Taishang Nine Qingtian and injured several people in a row, this is a great shame that has not been seen since the founding of the sect.
Join forces and suppress him to death" One stone sets off a thousand waves.
All the masters looked at Fang Han, but no one immediately made a move, some Heavenly Immortal Dao Masters with profound skills and hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation, or even millions of years, were all transmitting divine thoughts.
"This person, every time he fights, he is stronger than the last time."
"What to do now, he just asked for Mibao.
If we are broken in by a person like this, and the rules of the door are nothing, then if it is passed on, my reputation may plummet, and I will not be able to gain a foothold in many ancient sects. ” "Otherwise, notify all the Dao Masters and work together to suppress this son" "Yes, I don't believe it when we join forces to suppress him, he is so arrogant, one person can't deal with him, we all go up, and we can't suppress him."
"Shoot them all, he's definitely dead.
But some people may not be able to make a move.
The Daoist of Tanglin also has some friends. ” "We are all a generation of Dao masters, and we have to work together to deal with one person.
It's too embarrassing.
This also cannot be without regard to identity. ” "Do you see, he seems to have no fear, we don't know what his real cards are.
And even if we shoot together and make a river of blood, under his desperate counterattack, who can guarantee that he will not be pulled to his back" Fang Han's Eight Floating Tu rotated slightly, countless divine thoughts were vaguely peeped at, and suddenly, his eyes were extremely shining, as if his eyes were the brightest stars in the universe, and all the masters received his gaze, feeling his powerful battle intent, and their hearts were even more jealous.
"Taishang Jiuqingtian is indeed a master like a cloud, and I am a cold person, not a Da Luo Jin Immortal, an immortal body, and not an ancient heavenly monarch.
But whoever wants to kill me is not an easy thing to do.
You join forces to not die and blood in the starry sky, and you will never be able to do it.
I'm going to see who strikes first, and I'm the first to kill him."
Fang Han smiled and said, his eyes narrowed, and he threatened the "Xuanluo Law King": "Xuanluo Law King, you said that you are going to gather all the masters to suppress me, I want to see, do you dare to be the first to make a move, if you are the first to make a move, I will kill you, believe it or not, you will try to do it."
The tone was sharp, rolling like the laws of heaven, threatening the Xuanluo Dharma King.
This Xuanluo Dharma King, his face was pale, and he seemed to want to make a move, but he didn't dare.
A Heavenly Immortal powerhouse was actually completely taken by Fang Han's breath.
At the same time, Fang Han's hand once again had an extra spear, which was about to be thrown at any time, and the phantom of this spear was full of the flavor of final judgment.
And behind him, the spear of revenge, the shadow of the lost sword, looms.
This is simulated by a small fatalism, but it is not much different from the real phantom power, at least in terms of breath, which is enough to confuse the real with the fake.
Under the shock of the breath of the final judgment, there was really no immortal who dared to act rashly.
"The Spear of Judgment, the Spear of Revenge, the Lost Sword" The painting muttered in vain, and suddenly his face turned cold, and he stepped down from the platinum throne of the deputy sect master: "Yes, this is the legendary Wang Pin Immortal Weapon, but unfortunately, it is just a simulated phantom, which can scare everyone in the Taishang Nine Qingtian, do you say that whoever strikes first will kill whoever will be killed at any cost."
I want to see what you are capable of, and I will suppress you first.
You can kill me."
Bang Step by step, Hua Zixu walked towards Fang Han, emitting a stream of immortal Dao Gang qi, invisible and invisible, and actually began to dissolve Fang Han's aura, making all the heavenly immortals look at him.
As long as he could entangle Fang Han, there would be many people who would immediately take action and suppress it directly, after all, Fang Han was really too arrogant, and he almost made this sacred altar restless.
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When he walked step by step, in the aura behind his head, one king after another appeared, each king's form is different, lifelike, controlling the majesty of a world, such a king form, there are 10,000, representing different artistic conceptions, suddenly, converged into an incomparably tall existence, it seems to be the king of kings, the leader of kings.
While this move was brewing, his aura was rising steadily, which was equivalent to the union of several Dao masters.
"Taishang Jiuqingtian, the nine ancient secret moves, ranked fifth, he actually comprehended it, this move, the king of kings" Many Taoist masters were shocked when they saw the vision of this trick brewing in the painting.
The degree of cultivation of this move is more difficult to refine than "the world is sorrowful", I don't know how many immortal arts, many ancient supernatural powers, intertwined, composed of this move.
"This time, the painting is angry, no matter how powerful Fang Han is, in this move, the king of kings bombarded him, and he was afraid that he was going to show his hole cards.
Once there is a lack of mana and is resisted by the painting Zixu, we will immediately take action and suppress him so that he will never be able to turn over. ” "Okay, we are too majestic to be desecrated" In the midst of the scene, many masters who were connected with the painting began to brew silently.
Fang Han still stood on the spot, not moving at all, coldly looking at this painting and brewing to urge the king of kings to make a big killing move, his temperament was extremely calm, and it seemed that the other party did not exist at all.
"Fang Han, you are calm enough, but I have this move, the king of kings.
Concentrating the qi of the Heavenly King's Dao, the Sage King's Dao, there is no way to resist at all" Huazixu walked to the line three thousand steps away from Fang Han, suddenly stopped, and as soon as his strength shrank, Fang Han's yellow clothes were immediately sucked into a hunting sound.
The yellow clothes on Fang Han's body were transformed by the Huangquan diagram, which was used as a talisman magic weapon, and he could not be suppressed, but this time, he was sucked into a violent wind, which showed how much oppression he had been subjected to.
If it was an ordinary true immortal, this seemingly insipid attack would immediately be beaten into meat sauce.
There is no way to recover.
It can be seen how fierce the king of kings is in this trick.
"The Heavens and the Sages Gather" Finally, the painting made a virtual move, slapped out with a palm, and its own body disappeared, as if the feather soared, and the sun rose into the sky, and the shadows of countless ancient kings and ancient sages emerged, these ancient sages and kings represent the pure royal road in heaven and earth.
They each waved their hands and played an unknown number of immortal spells at Fang Han.
The Hum Divine Light Immortal Technique converged into a long river, completely engulfing Fang Han in it.
"So many immortal sages and sages, the king of kings, is really invincible in heaven and earth.
Fang Han didn't know if he could resist it, ordinary immortals, when they encountered this move, they were afraid that they would be beaten to vomit blood.
The superb Dao weapon was destroyed by the explosion, and the piece of clothing that Fang Han was wearing was also transformed by the superb Dao weapon.
In this move, it will definitely collapse. ” "Pay attention, as long as this Fang Han shows a downward trend, we will shoot and kill you to block the Donglin Dao Master" The Phantom Law King's face turned pale, and he said to the Xuanluo Law King.
"With so many immortal arts, the royal sages are really extraordinary."
Fang Han also felt great pressure at this moment.
However, his body still did not move at all, like a reef under a waterfall, unmoved by the impact of immortal magic.
Countless immortal spells bombarded his body, exploding one after another.
I could vaguely see that his yellow clothes had some slight cracks.
"Boy, suffer death, all kings become saints, and the saints are invincible" Suddenly, the painting fell from the sky, and fell down, above the big hand, all the sages and kings, all the rivers in the sea, all returned to the palm of the hand, and then rushed down.
The vitality around Fang Han's body evaporated at once, and all the protective qi turned into chaos. bang The hairpins on Fang Han's head exploded, and his long hair was scattered in the air, and at this moment, the clothes of his Huangquan Tu incarnation disintegrated, and the upper half of his body showed a kind of bronze skin with the color of Hongmeng.
With his eyes facing upwards, he saw through the painting at a glance and suddenly made a move
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