Eternal Life

The first thousand one hundred and ninety-one chapters

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of eternal life!The blade is cut, and each blade flashes with sharp blades, and the general ancestral law will be cut directly.The ancestor immortal of the Saint Son of Heart can be killed by a single blow.

Every time the blade cuts, there is a metal singing sound of heaven. This sound is transmitted and heard by others, creating a feeling of being cut in the heart, bleeding and suffocating.

It is conceivable that what kind of feeling will it have when the blade of this "Van Knife" is cut on the human body?The body of blood can't resist this sword light.

But Fang Han's palm suddenly became pure and transparent, and countless Divine Kingdom crystals formed a texture. The blade slashed on his fingers, and a series of fire burst out, unable to shake his skin at all.

Instead, it was his finger. Every time he pressed the blade on the blade, the spirit of the Sanskrit sword would let out a wailing, as if Fang Han's true energy had hurt it.

"The sword dominates the world!"

Suddenly, the Brahma Qi Sect poured all of his mana into it. Between the blade qi, the blade of the Brahma shook suddenly, and the cutting power was greatly increased. There was a great momentum to slash Fang Han under his command. .

Fang Han opened his eyes at once, and there was a divine light among them, his fingers squeezed his fists, and a huge household was looming behind him. It was actually secretly urging the heavenly sacred law in the 33 days of good fortune fist.

The Thirty-Three Days of Good Fortune Fist is now covered by the Epoch Fist, as long as it is not a true saint, no one can tell.

Fang Han secretly used it, and his fist flashed past.

jump!

He stamped a fist on the "Van Knife". There were many cracks on the Vatican Knife, and then it exploded and turned into thousands of shards. Every piece of the knife was scattered towards The world is everywhere.

A mouthful of the Vanilla sword of the exquisite fairy tool was broken by Fang Han with a punch.

"Quick retreat!" Knowing that he had encountered a real master, the Vatican King waved his hand to retreat.

"King of Brahma, didn't you say that I am an ant? Are you not the reincarnation of an ancient saint? Just now, you have been arrogant, but now you have become a bereaved dog?"

Fang Han roared, and immediately a lot of sword light fragments all flew towards it. Each blade light was poured into the Dragon Transformation Art when he broke it just now, and now it has changed into a series of swords. The dragon flew into his body, melted into vitality, and poured into the 33-day treasure.

The Vatican was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He was arrogant throughout his life. He was reincarnated as a saint. He has never suffered a loss. Today, Fang Han is forced to become a bereaved dog, not to mention how wronged and depressed.

But he knew in his heart that he could only retreat at this time, and then look for opportunities to kill Fang Han, otherwise it would be really dangerous today.

"All Saints, take action together to kill the evildoers!"

At this time, Zhao Fenghua also recovered from his injuries with the help of the Vatican King.His eyes fixed on the white unicorn in Fang Han's hand.Magic light flashed in his eyes.

In an instant, the white unicorn in Fang Han's hand flew fiercely, as if he was about to get out of his hand, and couldn't suppress it at all.

"Want to take back your unicorn? Okay, I'll let you take it back!" Fang Han suddenly shook his hand, and the unicorn flew towards Zhao Fenghua like lightning.

"Not good!" Zhao Fenghua backed back again and again, trying his best to avoid it, but couldn't avoid it anyway. He was pierced by the single horn of Bai, and brought a rain of blood in the air, and once again burst into tears. The scream of lungs.

"Shoot together."

A powerful saint son of Taiyi flew out and attacked Fang Han. He waved his hands and swung his sword vigorously, woven into a large array, and fell straight down: "Ten thousand swords return to the ruins."

Humph!

Fang Han tore to the sky with one hand, and all of the sword auras shook apart. He stepped out in one step and came to this Saint Son, once again playing fourteen times the strength.

This saint son screamed and fell apart, his body exploded, and countless spiritual pills, magic weapons, and Taoism all splashed out of his body.

It exploded after being punched by Fang Han.Even the kingdom of God was destroyed.

Now Fang Han doesn't even need to take the initiative to absorb it. The dragon's breath around him can automatically transform all things into real dragons.

The whole body, soul, fragments of the kingdom of God, and various magic weapons, materials, and spirit veins stored in the body of this saint child were all thrown into his body while Fang Han was walking, and disappeared.

"Kill a saint child."

He made a devilish sound, and suddenly ten thousand dragons were rushing in this void, and they were all blocked.

"Damn it! How come you have encountered such a bane." The Vatican King almost split his eyes.

"King of Vatican, I said that here, in the presence of your Saint Brahman Yunzong, there are too many faces of Saints, and you will be beaten to death, and you will never break your words." Fang Han killed the saint. Zi, condensed the absorbed power into one ball. Under the impact of this power, the Thirty-Three Heavenly Treasure in his body instantly turned into a top-grade fairy weapon.

And the absorbed superb immortal tool "Fan Knife" jīnghua also began to melt in the body, directly turning the legendary battle into a top-level immortal tool.

In addition, some vast power accumulated in the body for a while, and then suddenly collected into the sky.

Fang Han's body strength increased again.

"The Eight Buddhas is nothing great." The King of Brahma Qi grabbed it with a big hand, and once again grabbed a long knife from the void. This long knife is not a magic weapon, but a condensed energy all over the body, "Brahma Eight Gods, first God, Great Indra!"

He actually started to urge the Supreme Secret Art of Fan Yunzong.

Brahma Iori.

Brahma and the Eight Gods are not magic weapons or supernatural powers, but an external incarnation, the second soul.It's like the emergence of Sanyang, a true heavenly soul, and when it comes out, it is equivalent to being besieged by a master of the same realm.

The Brahma and the Eight Gods are the supreme knowledge of the Vatican Yunzong. Once cultivated, they are equivalent to eight clones. Each clone can destroy itself and kill the enemy. In the battle of the same realm, it is almost invincible.

Now the Vatican King was forced to reach a desperate situation by Fang Han, and when he displayed it at once, the eight primordial spirits immediately appeared behind him.The light of the sword was brilliant, like weeping like a song, slashed down, and the eight primordial spirits each showed their hideous minions.

"The era is one, the epic of civilization."

Fang Hanbao stood solemnly, standing in the void, facing the light of the sword, the eight great souls, flying his hands, suddenly once again displayed 14 times the combat power of the Era God Fist.

This time 14 times the combat power was played, not once, but eight times.

Boom!

A series of explosions resounded, and the eight great souls roared, all of them were destroyed.After being beaten into flying ash, the Vatican King screamed again and back again and again, his body dripping with blood, he was shocked by Fang Han.

"The Eight Gods return to their bodies, transform into real dragons, and send them into the body!"

Fang Han put his hands together in front of the iōng, and the eight broken souls closed again, transformed into eight huge real dragons, and rushed into his body.

His body can swallow endless power, and no attack can hurt him.

At this moment, Fang Han seemed to be a huge demon god from countless epochs, and he would never be knocked down.

"Ah! Run away quickly! This person is too ferocious. Otherwise we will all die here."

"Senior Brother Zhao Fenghua, what's the matter with you? Are you fine?"

"Everyone, quickly rescue Senior Brother Zhao Fenghua."

"Let's run away. We are absolutely not the opponent of this person. After Senior Brother Song Tengfei has developed a peerless supernatural power, we will kill this person. I think only Senior Brother Song Tengfei can restrain him."

Some Saints were panicked.

That Zhao Fenghua was thrown with a single horn just now by Fang Han and penetrated his body. Now he does not know his life or death.He was rescued by a few of the Holy Sons of Taiyi, and barely recovered, opened his eyes, and pulled out the white unicorn that was in the mouth: "Wind fate, feathering, I and you are not the same."

As he spoke, he once again put the white unicorn into the top of his head.

However, above the white unicorn, a light burst out suddenly, and Fang Han's figure in the distance suddenly disappeared, and it appeared in this light.

He immediately came to Zhao Fenghua's side.

Boom!

A powerful ring of qi exploded from his body and immediately shook all the holy children. With a big hand, he pinched Zhao Fenghua's neck.

Zhao Fenghua kept kicking in the air, his face flushed.

"Don't share the sky with me? No chance, I am everywhere. Now, I will let the many saints of Taiyi, as well as the people of Fanyun Sect, see you die in front of me."

Click!

Fang Han's head was twisted off by Fang Han, and then he patted with both hands, his whole body was burning with qi, and Zhao Fenghua's spirit screamed hysterically in the flames, "Fengyuan, you are the devil, you want Refine me? I won't let you succeed. Brother Vatican, come and save me! Save me!"

"Put Zhao Fenghua down for me."

The King of Brahma Qi saw his liver and guts cracked, crossed his hands, and struck out a golden è Changhong. The handprints of thousands of ancestors floated up and down in the Changhong, "The palm of the Brahma god, the seal of the gods."

"You are also a mud bodhisattva who crosses the river. It is hard to protect yourself. You are still here to rescue others and the saint reincarnates? So what? You are not a true saint, you are just an ancestor."

Fang Han flew out of the long river of civilization history, dissolving and disintegrating all those palm prints.

"Zhao Fenghua, do you still want this Vatican King to rescue you? He will die here today, just like your fate. Now, you will melt into my body and completely change into my true qi! This in your body The white unicorn is the horn of the Heavenly Sovereign. It takes me a little time to refine it, but this is nothing. Even if I can only use half of my power, I can kill you all."

With a roll of Fang Han's sleeves, Zhao Fenghua sent Zhao Fenghua into the 33 Heavenly Treasures, suppressed, and prepared to look for opportunities to refine.

Ordinary ancestors, he refining instantly.

However, the horns of the Heavenly Sovereign on Zhao Fenghua's body are very difficult to smelt, and with his cultivation level, it takes a lot of effort and time.A