God of Fishing

Chapter 1624 Heavenly Demon Tribulation

For a long time, the old turtle has said that the emperor bird is amazing, too evil!

As a result, Han Fei is very aware of the seriousness of owning Emperor Sparrow.As soon as the Emperor Sparrow came out, if this secret was discovered by someone with a heart, the consequences would be disastrous!

Therefore, Han Fei rarely uses Emperor Sparrow.Although I occasionally release it and let it out, it's just normal hunting and the problem is not very big.

Today, Han Fei doesn't know what he looks like, will anyone recognize the emperor?

However, when things are coming, life and death are on the line, and I have paid such a big price, if this Xuefan is still a king... Then, all my efforts will be wasted?

In terms of strength, even though he was a high-ranking venerable, he was no longer able to crush himself in the half-king state.

Xuefan's many methods, under his own interference, can't be regarded as completely fulfilled...

At this moment, this Xue Fan ignored the so-called karma, and forced the lives of sentient beings to replace himself and overcome the calamity.

The degree of madness is frightening.

No matter what, it was a race he had cultivated so hard, and Xuefan was indeed their belief.

But now it's fine, these thousand-year-old snappers have all turned into leeks at this moment.Not only the vitality is gathering, but the air luck may also be sucked away by the blood.

In this case, Han Fei could not find any other way to stop this guy.After all, Xuefan did have too many hole cards.

A whole blood sea god wood city, hundreds of thousands of miles of Red Orchid forest, hundreds of thousands of snappers, if you want to use the lives of these millennia snappers to exchange for the life of the blood, you don’t look at killing, karma, etc., blood There is no reason not to be king.

The cry of the emperor bird is the only power that Han Fei can display now, and it is also the only great skill of the emperor bird, which is the eye of disaster.

Bai Jiadi and Mu Wuhua who were outside were not clear, but Xuefan felt the crisis.

However, after this cry, Han Fei immediately disintegrated the Emperor Sparrow, which made Xue Fan very confused.Including Bai Jiadi and Mu Wuhua, they are also confused: What kind of operation is this?

Only the Son of God, the Origin World, shook slightly.

At that moment, the heart of the god son set off a stormy sea: "That... is it... the emperor?"

The identity of the Son of God is extremely noble, and he is the Son of God.Although he may be the son of the most desolate god in history, there are some inheritance and insights that others cannot have.

Just like the appearance of this emperor bird, it usually symbolizes disaster.

At that moment, the son of God even doubted: Han Fei, is it Wang Han?

However, the emperor bird's cry and a look did not produce any messy reactions.

Han Fei couldn't help wondering: "Old Yuan, why didn't you respond?"

The old turtle was speechless: "That's not the emperor's gifted soul beast, you don't know, come to ask me? However, based on the emperor's experience, even if there is disaster, it will not come so soon!"

Han Fei: "..."

Can't wait for the result, but endless vitality is gathering at this moment.

Whether it was Emperor Bai Jia or Mu Wuhua, he could no longer calm down at this moment, everything came too suddenly.Especially for Baidijia, no matter which one of these two people live in the robbery, they are extremely dangerous.

At the moment when these millions of vitality appeared, the hearts of Emperor Bai Jia and the Queen of Life sank. They seemed to anticipate the scene after the triumph of the Blood Fandom succeeded.

The two looked at each other subconsciously, seeming to have made up their minds: If the blood becomes the king, then try to get rid of him before he has fully consolidated his strength.

And Han Fei, although the Queen of Life wanted to save, but the eighth thunder was coming down...The Queen of Life was not the kind of person born with shells like Emperor Bai Jia, and could not rush into the catastrophe.

At this time, even the Queen of Life didn't think Han Fei could survive such a thunder.

At this final critical moment, Han Fei did not break the pot.

At this moment, Han Fei didn't care about exposing the refining world.He has tried to enter the world of refining many times...At this time, he was in a state of being chopped by the tribulation, his body was paralyzed, and he was not suitable for fighting.However, he still can't enter the refining world.

As long as he can enter, Han Fei will enter now.Anyway, the number of people who can see is limited.The seal of the cage is still there, and Shui Mutian actually has no conventional passage to other territories... He has the opportunity to kill Emperor Xuefan and Baijia.

The son of god and the queen of life should not betray themselves.When they can kill Emperor Bai Jia, at that moment, they are probably not their opponents.

"Rumble~"

The eighth thunder rumbling, Han Fei still failed.

Han Fei also knew that he had no time, so he shouted, "Boom!"

At that moment, Han Fei raised his head to the sky, the invincible will enveloped him, and the invincible fist struck the sky.The chaotic air in the body, don't fall apart like money.

In an instant, thousands of punches, tens of thousands of punches, almost every punch can smash the terrifying power of an Intermediate Venerable. Under the eighth thunder, it was still not enough.

Han Fei's flesh and blood melted again, and there were cracks in Immortal Jin's body.However, his punches did not stop.Seeing that the fist print could not impact the Heavenly Tribulation, Han Fei fisted directly into the blood and screamed, "Crazy!"

The ancient war body, the war will be mad.

Han Fei's strength is stronger, regardless of the dissolution of flesh and blood, regardless of the broken bones, to strike Xuefan.

"Boom bang bang!"

In terms of strength, although Xuefan is not weak, Han Fei is stronger.

Originally, Han Fei's power had already surpassed Wan Lang.Below the avenue, the strength of more than 30,000 waves is almost invincible in the realm of the venerable.

Even if the blood is talented, it is not as good as strength alone.Of course, Han Fei dared to do this, he had also heard that Xue Fan had hardly moved any hands.A person who rarely does it will never be good at strength!

Sure enough, Xue Fan was bombarded with thousands of punches and his body exploded.

Originally, he was barely holding the Thunder.

At this time, Han Fei relied on the indestructible golden body, regardless of thunder tempering, and never retreated.At this moment, Xue Fan indeed regretted it, and dragged Han Fei into his thunder robbery.

I thought that with Han Fei's ability, at most a thunder could smash him.But who could have guessed that a high-ranking venerable realm could fully survive the eighth calamity?

Because of the vitality of Xue Fan, although his body was constantly disintegrating, it was constantly recovering.

In the midst of being bombarded by Han Fei, Xue Fan screamed. The exploded body no longer reorganized, but directly turned into a huge tree, from the bottom of the sea to the sky, the huge body condensed.

Han Fei blasted into the tree, fisted in all directions, and his body burst into tears.

After the eighth thunderbolt fell, and the apocalypse magic technique came, Han Fei seized all the time to recover himself.

Looking down, Han Fei found that his bones, arm bones, fist bones, ribs... are covered with cracks everywhere.After all, I am in a bad state!

Han Fei wants to survive such a catastrophe now?I'm afraid it's still a lot worse.

Xue Fan grinned: "This seat recognizes that you are very strong. If you are in the half-king state, under the fear of the king, no one is invincible. However, after all, you will not be able to survive the baptism of the ninth heavenly tribulation... and this seat, There are endless lives that can survive."

"Pooh!"

Han Fei suddenly retreated, and when he was racing, the aura on his body changed strangely.His human breath has disappeared, and in a blink of an eye it has become the breath of the blood sea god wood.

How effective can fraud be?Han Fei doesn't care.He is just imitating, but he can actually tell it.Because the realm of the son of God was far surpassing Han Fei, Han Fei could not fully simulate it.

After doing all this, Han Fei didn't care about everything else, and suddenly carried a huge skull that was more than 600 meters long.

This is exactly the dragon head buried by Zhao Jianglong in the eyes of the Forest of Terror.Han Fei was thinking about using that complete dragon corpse to help himself with thunder...

However, after another thought: it seems wrong!That dragon corpse, the strength of the venerable state.However, this dragon head is the real king's bones.Can the bones of the king bear thunder than the corpse of the venerable?

"King bones?"

The Emperor Bai Jia and the Queen of Life were naturally not stupid, and recognized the horrible aura at a glance.But Xue Fan's expression was ugly to the extreme. Didn't expect that Han Fei would even hide a hand after reaching this point?

He has no retreat. At this time, he will definitely not waste his energy to kill Han Fei.At this time, he can only destroy more thousand-year-old snappers to maintain his infinite vitality and resist the catastrophe!

Xue Fan grinned: "You take a bet to see if this king can become a king? No matter how much you have, you are not a high-ranking sage. If I become a king, what can you do?"

Han Fei ignored him, but sneered: "Apocalypse magic."

Han Fei's Ten Thousand Years Earth Vein Spring Water has long been exhausted.There are ten thousand catties of spring water in the refining world, which also consumes most of it.At this moment, still madly performing apocalypse magic.

However, this time he was not only covering himself, but also the son of God.

Han Fei didn't know: Can the Dragon Bone help him block the last catastrophe?However, if the son of God can regain some of the control of the body, perhaps he can finally help himself.

The son of God should know how to choose...Xuefan can't live!Live, he must die.Therefore, Han Fei has to live!

Now, relying on Emperor Bai Jia and Queen of Life alone cannot kill Xue Fan.

Once Xuefan becomes a king, he will completely defeat the origin of God Child in the first time.As soon as the son of God fell, his wooden body of the blood sea god became the external incarnation of the blood king.At that time, who could kill Xuefan?

"Rumble~"

The sea of ​​clouds in all directions is getting heavier and heavier.

The last catastrophe turned into a purple light, like a grand sunset of different colors.

Xue Fan was sucking the life of the endless thousand-year-old snappers. He raised his head and smiled, facing the catastrophe without fear.And he didn't notice: at this moment, Han Fei's Qi suddenly dropped.His peak combat power disappeared.

And Han Fei's Immortal Jin body was radiant.Han Fei can enhance combat power, and naturally can also enhance defense power.

Han Fei: "Lao Yuan, from now on, once the robbery is successful, remember to take me to the run!"

Han Fei didn't want to fall here in vain.

As the saying goes, if you leave the green hills, you are not afraid of not having firewood.Even if Xuefan became a king, he might not be able to compare to himself in the same realm.

Similarly, if you become a king, you may not be weaker than Xuefan.

Even if Xuefan can live today, as long as he is fast enough, he can catch up to his realm.

"Boom~"

The purple thunder pierced the cloud, Han Fei, Xuefan, and the blood sea god technique were all shrouded in such purple thunder.Perhaps it was because of Xuefan and Divine Son, their trees were too large, causing the thunder to be tens of thousands.

In that long thunder, Han Fei got under the keel.Under the two feet, each Pangui formation and Yuhun formation appeared and collapsed crazily.

Even so, Han Fei still shivered like...Parkinson.

At this moment, Han Fei's eyes suddenly changed...

Once, the scene I saw appeared again.

Han Fei realized: This, I'm afraid it is the last calamity of the demon.