A word wakes up the dreamer.
The man with white hair and white clothes who won the snow was actually a legend of the Nangong family.
Nangong was sad.
Love Saint.
A saint, a saint.
Those who have become "holy" have become holy, and all those who have become holy.
Fang Hanshen was extremely calm, and in the face of the saint, he was also indifferent, showing the composure of the sky falling and not changing his face, which made Void Duiyun and the others envious.
Whether it was Dao Xu Holy Son, Chen Yimei Taishang Elder, or Void Twilight Yun himself, they all felt a heart fall into the ice hole.
They already knew about the grievances between Fang Han and the Nangong family, and even received each other's superb immortal weapons sad bows and heartless arrows, and the Nangong family would definitely not give up.
But I never expected that a saint on the other side appeared.
A true Saint Immortal-level master would generally not appear at all to deal with ordinary disciples.
Even an ancestral immortal is not worth dealing with with a holy immortal.
The reason why each saint is called holy is because of the way of the saints, which restricts each other.
In the case of a saint, another saint also had to have all scruples and would not take matters into his own hands and go to trouble a low-level disciple.
In the final analysis, the battle between Fang Han and Nangong Hong, for the saints, is a battle between disciples, two Xiao children fight, and adults go up and do it directly, which is too losing face.
In such a situation, the saint of Feathering Én will definitely not sit idly by.
The high-level antiques of the én will know.
"Senior Brother Daoxu, let's move slowly and listen to what the love saint has to say.
Some old antiques reported the situation, so he waved his hand and stopped him.
"Senior Qingsheng, you came to me this time, it won't be for me to make Nangong Hong kneel for three days and three nights, if it is this Xiao matter, it will be too low your identity."
Fang Han faced the "Love Saint" standing on the mountain peak thousands of miles away, and talked eloquently, without the slightest nervousness on his face.
No one could be so calm in the face of a saint, but Fang Han did it, especially a saint who still had a grudge.
"My sad bow, the heartless arrow, at this time, you should return it."
The Love Saint Nangong was sad to see that Fang Han was calm and comfortable, talking eloquently, and his eyes couldn't help but flash a strange luster.
Amazing.
He is dressed in white and snow, standing in the misty and hazy splendid rivers and mountains, like a figure walking out of a painting.
Although there is no momentum at all, and the power bursts out, but Daoxu Holy Son, Chen Yimei, and Void Twilight Cloud all have an urge to kneel down and worship.
This is the coercion of a real saint, incomparable, and no one can compete with it.
"I've already refined.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have been promoted to the realm of Ancestral Immortals so quickly.
"In the face of a peerless saint immortal, the ancient saint wants to return his treasure, Fang Han directly told the truth, he really can't get this sad bow now, and the ruthless arrow comes out: "Senior, as a saint, what you need should be Wang Pin immortal weapon, just a superb immortal weapon, and you actually let you come to me in person."
"Good Courage" Qingsheng Nangong said sadly: "Although your strength is strong, in my eyes, it is still not enough.
Do you dare to talk to me like this, are you really afraid of death and think that I can't kill me?"
"You want to kill me" Fang Han laughed: "As early as when I refined the Sadness Bow and the Heartless Arrow, I should have killed me directly in the air, and it was your turn to get your Yuan Spirit Brand in it, I moved that Yuan Spirit Brand, it was equivalent to directly provoking you, I don't know why you can tolerate it" With this sentence, Fang Han got to the point.
When the "Love Saint" Nangong came sadly, he was silent, and he was still drinking with Fang Han, seemingly without the slightest hostility, but Fang Han knew that this person was definitely not a good person.
Nor did they come to drink on their own.
To be honest, with his own identity, it is impossible to alarm the saint and surrender his identity to talk about drinking with himself.
A saint immortal-level master, he didn't bother to say anything to himself. offended him and shot at will, and he could be killed at once from several large states.
The other party is afraid of "hun1uan Tianjun".
At that time, when Fang Han was collecting the "Sad Bow" and "Heartless Arrow", the Yuan Spirit of the Love Saint was among them, and he was just about to fight against it, when the hun1uan Heavenly Monarch came violently and wiped out the Yuan Spirit, making him truly master this treasure.
For such a thing, the sadness of the love saint Nangong must be very clear.
"Behind you, there is really a big man to protect you," Nangong's sad eyes shimmered, "and you yourself are not ignorant." ” "Do you want to meet the senior behind me" Fang Han said directly: "It's a pity, I don't know where this senior is."
Unable to communicate with him. ” "You should know what the big man behind you is from" Qingsheng Nangong said sadly: "I want to meet this senior."
What kind of heavenly monarch is he?"
"Heavenly Monarch" "Behind a Heavenly Monarch is a Heavenly Monarch" Dao Xu Holy Son, Chen Yimei Taishang Elder, Void Twilight Cloud were all enthusiastic, they knew that Fang Han had a backstage, and there must be a master to protect him secretly, otherwise if he didn't grow up so fast, it would not be possible to get the Bone Saint Inheritance so easily.
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Of course, Void Twilight knew that the Bone Saint Inheritance was all fake.
However, when she killed the eight law enforcement disciples of the Heavenly Court Divine Prison, she also saw that Fang Han had a backstage, and the backstage was very hard.
"It is worthy of being a love saint, and the heavenly monarch knows it."
Fang Han pondered for a while, "But although you are a saint, it is best not to chaser the affairs between the Heavenly Monarchs, otherwise disasters will ensue, the matters between the Heavenly Monarchs, not saints, even the Immortal Emperor can't bs "Why don't you even tell me the name of that Heavenly Monarch" The love saint Nangong was sad and suddenly changed his face, and he walked in one step, spanning thousands of miles, and came to Fang Han not far away, standing in the air, the momentum of oppression was like a sea of waves.
Daoxu Holy Son, Chen's eyebrows were pale, and he retreated again and again, with gold stars in his eyes.
The Void Cloud was even more unbearable, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Only Fang Han stood still, his whole body bathed in a cloud of divine light, resisting Nangong's sad coercion.
No one knows how strong his potential is.
"No comment" Fang Han spit out four words.
"If you really have nothing to say, I'll kill you and see if the Heavenly Monarch will come out."
The love saint Nangong was sad and took a step forward again.
The momentum increased sharply, and the white-clothed hunting sound on his body was like a banner in the wind.
Bang bang bang Daoxu Holy Son, Chen Yimei Taishang's clothes all exploded, cracks appeared in his body, blood spurted out, and the whole person almost exploded, turning into a ball of blood.
However, Void Twilight Cloud was grabbed by Fang Han's hand, holding up a day's bright flame above her head, hiding behind her.
There is no coercion.
The Love Saint Nangong was sad and didn't even need to make a move, and the momentum could move at will, and he could shatter the Ancestral Immortal's Qi to the ground, such a method was simply unheard of.
However, Fang Han himself still has nothing to do.
He stood steadily, his eyes empty, and there were spiral nebulae that seemed to be calculating something. airplanes Love Saint Nangong sadly took another step forward: "I'll give you another chance to tell the origin of the big man behind you."
Otherwise, I'll kill you and leave you with no chance of cultivating and advancing. ” At this step, the white on his head flew up.
Around Fang Han, the Dao Dao Void crack was torn apart, and that Dao Xu Holy Son, Elder Chen Yimei Taishang finally exploded, and his whole body began to burn.
The nebula in Fang Han's eyes suddenly stopped running, stretched out his big hand, grabbed the void, and two strong pieces of vitality flew out of his palm, completely enveloping Daoxu Holy Son, Chen Yimei Taishang Elder, and pulling him behind him.
The two of them were in the midst of vitality, and Nirvana was reborn and recovered.
On the top of Fang Han's head, a bronze oil lamp rose, and the oil lamp was lit, and a Buddha saint appeared, which combined with Fang Han's own vitality, and was full of radiance. resisted the sad pressure of the Love Saint Nangong.
"What's the use of this, can you resist me, but I won't bully you too much, and I won't use any supernatural energy to oppress you with momentum.
If you can resist it, then I'll let you go for once.
If you can't resist it, then don't blame me for being ruthless. ” The love saint Nangong sadly took another step.
Flutter The wind blew, and the light of the bronze oil lamp above Fang Han's head was actually extinguished.
Then his body, again and again, began to glide through the air.
The sadness of the love saint Nangong came at will, and in a step by step, the body became taller and taller, simply filling the world.
It was the only god, and Fang Han's body had a lot of brilliance, but in the face of his aura oppression, he couldn't get close at all.
"This person is the true body, the true love saint, not the incarnation.
No one of my Dao techniques can attack him, and I can't break his momentum.
Fang Han's mind tightened, and his body seemed to stop in the air, unable to retreat, and was restrained by the love saint Nangong sadly.
If it was an ordinary ancestral immortal, it would have been shattered and turned into powder.
"Unless, unless I cast the Thirty-Three Days Creation Divine Fist and thirty-three times the combat power, I will be able to break his momentum.
But there was no hope of escaping.
This person is too strong" Fang Han tried his best to operate the laws and strength in his body, as well as his own Crystal Divine Kingdom.
However, these forces, under the oppression of that momentum, gradually became unable to support.
In the Heaven Replenishing Furnace, one after another Heaven Replenishing True Qi also began to boil.
The laws on Fang Han's body kept breaking, and they were constantly repaired by the laws of mending the heavens.
Nangong was sad between the momentum oppression, seeing that Fang Han didn't even spurt out a mouthful of blood, the surprise in his heart was already earth-shattering.
He naturally didn't know that Fang Han was making up for the subtlety of naïve qi, thinking that he was relying on his own ability to resist all the aura oppression.
"Even if it's a Yuan Immortal, he doesn't have this ability.
Anyway, I'll show my true strength. ” Nangong's sad head was raised, and the sky seemed to enter his head, and the clothes on his body were still.
The breath was ten times stronger than just now Fang Han's body suddenly couldn't bear it, and the eight floating slaughters, thirty-three days of the Supreme Treasure were almost about to emerge, resisting the momentum.
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He will also be forced to show his true strength.
At this moment, an incomparably strong will in the darkness was infused again, entering his Divine Kingdom Crystal and Sea of Consciousness
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