Eternal Life

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of eternal life!"This is the final blow of the Gun of Judgment. If I can withstand the past, I will truly survive the thunder and tribulation. To become the supreme overlord, the road of future cultivation, at least before becoming immortal, will be without disaster , I don’t believe that this Heavenly Tribulation is able to win me, Eight Buddhas, Thirty-Three Heavens, the Key of the Desolate God, the Dao of the Ancestral Witch... tear me apart."

Facing the final blow of the spear of trial, Fang Han was very angry and shocked.The usual Ancestral Dragon's body appeared on the top of his head for 33 days.

In those thirty-three days of phantom, a kind of weird people appeared. Those people, painted with oil on their faces, were weird, chanting weird spells, and many coffins appeared in the three In the thirteen days of the phantom, the Thirty-Three Treasures were originally very sacred, but something similar to the source of all evil appeared in it. The sacred and evil combined together formed a perfect cycle, tracing the origin, reaching The source of the emergence of thousands of universes.

Fang Han knew that this was the magical effect of the combination of the Ancestral Witch Mirror and the Thirty-Three Heavenly Treasure. With a slight movement, that power broke through the sky and continued to flow. There has never been a moment when Fang Han deeply understood the original meaning. It is as powerful as it is today. power.

Facing the final blow of the spear of judgment, and the arrival of the final judgment, he was fearless in his heart, rushed up, his claws were printed repeatedly, and the world freely impacted magnificent notes on the talisman of the king and Buddha.

He fits and slams into the gun of judgment.

"Stupid people, in front of the trial, dare to resist..." On the gun of trial, the ancient will shook again.

The voice resounded like a brocade.

The light of the world's free king Buddha talisman was all torn apart, the ancient Buddha above was pierced, and the gun was still not exhausted, and it collided with Fang Han's claws.

The gun body was assassinated on Fang Han's claws, and the long and wild Ancestral Dragon's body split again, but it did not collapse.This time, Fang Han's power had increased more than ten times compared to the previous moment, and the eight Buddha statues had become great, comparable to immortal artifacts.No, this magic weapon is no longer the Eight Buddhas, but a treasure that has never been seen before in the universe, a perfect treasure.The noble will is infinitely close to the source, close to chaos, close to good fortune, close to immortality, close to a magic weapon of fate.

Although compared to the legendary fairy tools, the Wangpin fairy tools are still inferior in power, but the essence of the soul is noble than them.

At the moment when the Gun of Judgment collided with himself, Fang Han's body also felt tears, but he did not have the feeling of collapse before, and he was able to support it.

The spear shot exploded, and Fang Han's dragon claw also cast hundreds of billions of phantoms, colliding with the spear of judgment.His body was constantly torn apart and constantly being repaired.

"Chaotic Yuan Tire!"

When Fang Han collided with the gun shadow, he roared again long, and a huge flesh and blood fetus appeared behind his body, directly blending into the dragon's body.

"Small fatalism!" Fang Han once again displayed this ancient marvelous skill. Among the flesh and blood, countless chaotic flesh and blood have been refined and integrated into his body, his world, and the world of the eight Buddha statues.

That body is getting stronger and stronger!Getting more and more condensed, reaching the end, Fang Han was able to shake the judgment spear with every claw!

Tianjie seemed to be even more angry.

Anger is getting stronger and stronger, challenging his authority.The more violent Life Star Thunder, Void Thunder landed.The spear of judgment, with a flash of light on it, suddenly stabbed Fang Han, and then made a calling sound.

Two more whirlpools appeared in the thunder of Jie Shen that day.In the two vortexes, suddenly, a long sword and a spear appeared.

The long sword is the "Lost Sword", while the spear is the "Vengeance Spear."

In Fang Han's heavenly calamity, the shapes of the three king-grade immortal artifacts appeared one after another, seemingly to strike at the same time.There is no respite from the person who has blasphemed the majesty of good fortune and stole the seeds of fate.

"My God!" Feng Baiyu trembled all over, not knowing whether it was shock or fear, or excitement.He and Fang Han went through the Heaven Tribulation together. It can be said that they have taken some tricks. Many of the powers of the Heaven Tribulation are directed at Fang Han, and he is able to flicker everywhere, absorbing the breath of Mingxing Thunder and Void Thunder, and enhancing his strength. , Open the mysterious seal inside the body.

However, when seeing the three great king-class immortal weapons, the legendary magic weapon, the lost sword, the spear of vengeance, and the spear of judgment all appearing in the tribulation, Feng Baiyu finally couldn't calm down, and he let out a long scream. The Emperor's Mirror turned and turned into a divine light, rushing into Fang Han's body.

"The right way of the sky, the emperor's mirror. The left path of the sky, the ancestor witch mirror! The vitality is one, and the world is recreated!" In his anger, Fang Hanzhong's breath of the ancestor witch mirror in the eight Buddhist temples, and the breath of the emperor mirror , Fused with each other, Fang Han's entire body was radiant.The combination of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Treasures and the Eight Buddhas had no flaws and was perfect.

"Okay, okay! I have the support of a flesh and blood fetus, and any serious injury can be repaired! The three king-grade immortal tools, come on! Let me see how powerful your strength is! Can the catastrophe really obliterate it? I."

Fang Han shook again, and the dragon's energy rushed into the sky.

woo woo woo woo.Wailing resounded in the sky, the spear of judgment, the sword of loss, and the spear of revenge came from three ways.The breath disintegrated all the various gods and thunders, and all the tribulations were absorbed in the three king-grade immortal artifacts.Then, these three Wangpin Immortals straddled the infinite time and space.

Fang Han felt the pain that he couldn't bear, but his will was firmer, he was higher than ever before, and his little fatalism was used frantically, and his life was burning. One million years, two million years... In the flesh and blood fetus, there is one. The Roshan in the seat flew up, was refined, integrated into the body, made up for his life span, and strengthened his blood.

The three king-grade immortal tools finally reached his body.

His dragon claw hit three times in a row, all hitting the body of the three king-grade immortal artifacts.The infinite counter-shock force made his soul almost burst, and his body exploded again. The worlds of the eight Buddha statues encountered a devastating blow again. Only the most central 33-day world was safely guarded.

And Fang Han's natal world was destroyed even more violently.It was almost destroyed.

In an instant, he suffered irreparable damage.

Feng Baiyu also sprayed out a mouthful of blood, and the Emperor Jing banged and fell from his hand.The whole body was split, but his chest seemed to be touched by a seal.An ancient totem mark is about to move.

"I still have a sigh of relief. The blow of these three king-grade Taoist artifacts did not completely kill me!" Fang Han's astonishing will began to work again.Divine Sense radiated out and saw that after the blow of the three king-grade Taoist artifacts, although he was seriously injured again, he could not destroy himself.

However, the three king-grade Taoist artifacts did not dissipate, but stayed high in the air again, staring coldly below, seeing Fang Han recovering again, shaking again, and killing him again while moving.

"This is endless dying! The robbery is so powerful, it will kill me completely! I swear! As long as I am not dead this time! I will surely rush into the heavens, destroy the heavens, and completely refine your three kings." Fang Han was completely angry. He had never been so angry at this moment before, and the three kings of Taoism and Heavenly Tribulation wanted to drive him to death.At this moment, he has no certainty that he will survive.

At this moment, suddenly a divine light shot out from Feng Baiyu's body. Fang Han's body was shaken, and he saw that a tall protoss form appeared in that divine light. This divine form, a battle armor. , His body was dripping with blood. Behind him, billions of trillions of apertures flickered, and in an instant, it depicts endless battle scenes. It is this god race and the heavens, and the Buddha world, and even some mysterious universes, mysterious and tyrannical, even There are countless immortals, golden immortals, ancestor immortals, yuan immortals, holy immortals, and most immortals... and there are even scenes of Tianjun fighting.

This protoss seems to be born for battle.

His face is extremely handsome, slightly similar to Feng Baiyu.But the strength of the body is much greater than Feng Baiyu.

When the three kings of Taoism crossed over and flew, he stepped out of the space of the eight Buddha statues in one step, stood in front of the three kings of Taoism, and gave the three kings of Taoism a big hand. Catch.

The spear of vengeance, the sword of loss, the spear of judgment, and the three kings of Taoism were actually caught by him.

A faint smile appeared on the face of this Protoss: "You dare to deal with me and disturb my deep sleep... Your body is of no use. When I completely wake up, I will go to the immortal world and catch you. The essence of this, end your lives, and you provoke people who shouldn’t be offended..."

"The King of Ending..."

There was a hint of fear in the mind of the three kings of immortal artifacts, and they realized that this was the Protoss, the holy king of the end in ancient legends.Actually appeared here.

This tall protoss grasped and grasped.

The three king-grade immortal implements burst into countless fragments and suddenly disappeared.And the tall protoss also dissipated, and the totem mark on Feng Baiyu's heart hungered.No longer around.

The catastrophe began to dissipate, and the dense fate of thunder and void thunder also began to scatter.

The catastrophe finally passed.

"It turns out that such a tyrannical thing is dormant in Feng Baiyu's body. What is the relationship between him and the Holy King of Protoss? No wonder, no wonder he can surrender the gods!"

Fang Han finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His greatest crisis was lifted.Once the catastrophe is over, a horse Pingchuan.

If it wasn't the last time, Feng Baiyu's body of the Terminator Saint King phantom appeared, and he had been torn apart by the power of the three kings' Taoists coming down.It is impossible to survive this catastrophe.

"Okay! Recovery! Quick recovery. Fortunately, I learned the pharmacist Wang Fo Liuli's great treasure immortal technique. With the help of the flesh and blood fetus, I have great confidence in the treatment of the injury."

Fang Han immediately ran the magic technique, burned the elixir and talisman, began to heal and repair the world.

"Tsk tusk, it's really amazing to have passed the thunder punishment of the fairy world."

"After the thunder punishment of the immortal realm, he is also dying. But it makes us cheaper..."

"Take advantage of his illness and kill him..."

A burst of divine thoughts passed across the void, Fang Han's expression suddenly changed, and he saw a lot of powerful auras appearing in the death of Dragon's Tomb, and he was actually surrounded.G