Chapter 1191
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Van Gogh cuts, each knife flashes a sharp blade glow, and the general Ancestral Immortal rule is cut directly. The Ancestral Immortal of the Emperor's Son can be killed by a knife.
Every time the blade is cut, it is accompanied by a metal singer. This sound is transmitted and heard, and it produces a feeling that the heart is cut and suffocated.
It can be imagined that this "Vatican knife" blade cuts on the human **, what kind of feeling will it produce? The blood rou is not able to withstand the blade glow.
But on the palm of Fang Han, suddenly it became pure and transparent. Numerous crystals of the gods made up the texture. The blade smashed on his finger and burst into a series of fires, which could not shake his skin.
Instead, his fingers, each time on the blade, the Artifact Spirit in the Vatican will scream, it seems that Fang Han's True Qi hurts it.
"Knife dominates the world!"
Suddenly, Fan Shizong infused all of his Magic Force into it. The knife and the knife were sharply shaken, and the force of cutting increased greatly. It was necessary to put Fang Han under his arm. The momentum.
Fang Han opened his eyes, and the jishe came out of the sacred, finger-pinched, and a huge man behind it loomed, actually secretly spurred the 33 Skies Creation Divine Fist.
33 Skies Creation Divine Fist is now covered by Beginning Era Divine Fist, as long as it is not a true saint, no one can see it.
Fang Han was in the dark, and his fists were flashing.
蹦！
He punched the "Vatican Knife" on it, and there were many cracks on the Vatican knife. Then it exploded and turned into thousands of blade glow fragments. Each blade glow was scattered. Heaven and earth.
A piece of Peerless Grade Immortal Artifact's Van Gogh knife was broken by Fang Han.
"Retreat!" Van Gogh knew that he had encountered the real Expert, and he would withdraw if he waved his hand.
"Vatican King, don't you say that I am an ant? Are you not a reincarnation of the ancient saints? Just arrogant, but now it has become a dog of funeral?"
Fang Han screamed, and many of the blade glow fragments immediately flew over to it. Every blade glow, just when he was crushing, he was poured into the materialized dragon, and now it changes to a knife. The dragon, flying into his body, melted into strength and injected 33 Skies into the treasure.
The spirit of the gas is almost vomiting blood. He is proud of his life, the reincarnation of the saint, has never suffered a loss, but today it was forced by Fang Han bi to become a dog of funeral, not to mention how wronged, how depressed.
However, he knew in his heart that he could only retreat at this time, and then look for opportunities to kill Fang Han, otherwise it is really dangerous today.
"All the Sons, shot together, kill the enchanting!"
At this time, Zhao Fenghua’s injury under the Van Gogh’s aid was restored. The eyes are staring at the white se horn in Fang Han’s hand. The magic light flashes in the eyes.
In an instant, the white se in the hands of Fang Han flew up, seemingly to get out of the way, and could not be suppressed.
"Want to take back your one-horn? Well, I will let you take it back!" Fang Han suddenly took a look, and the one-horned lightning-like move towards Zhao Fenghua flew over.
"Not good!" Zhao Fenghua stepped back and tried to avoid it, but he couldn't dodge it. He was passed by the white se horn, and brought a bloody rain in the air. The screams of the lungs.
"Getting it together."
A powerful son of Taiyimen flew out and attacked Fang Han. He attacked with both hands, Sword Qi, and jiao woven into a great array. He fell down: "Wan Jian returned to the market."
Humph!
Fang Han one-handed move towards the sky, and suddenly those Sword Qi shook open. When he stepped out, he came to the Son and played 14 times more power.
The Son screamed, split, his body exploded, and countless Spirit Pill, magical treasure, and Taoist books all splashed out of his body.
It was blown up by Fang Han with a punch. Even the kingdom of God has been destroyed.
Fang Han doesn't even need to take the initiative to absorb it. The dragons around him can automatically transform everything into True Dragon, which is after the High Grade Immortal Artifact.
The whole body of the Son, the soul, the fragments of the Kingdom of God, and the various magical treasures stored in the body, materials, Dan Yao, and the veins are all between the walking of Fang Han, and are thrown into his body and disappear. not see.
"Kill a son."
He came out of the devil's general voice, in this piece of void, suddenly 10,000 dragons yin gallop, all blocked.
"Damn! How can you encounter such a curse." Fan Wang's eyes almost split open.
"Vatican King, I said here, in the face of your Son of Van Gogh, and the face of many sons of Taiyimen, killing you alive, never giving up." Fang Han killed this. The Son, condense the absorbed power into a ball, the 33 Skies in the body under the impact of this force, the moment of the collapse of the blade, turned into High Grade Immortal Artifact.
And the absorbed Peerless Grade Immortal Artifact “Vatican Knife” Jing Hua also began to melt in the body, directly changing the legendary 仗 into a High Grade Immortal Artifact.
Apart from this, some vast powers, accumulated in the body for a while, then suddenly income into the heavens.
Fang Han whole body Power is raised again.
"The Eight Buddhism is not a great thing." Fan Wang Wang grabbed a big knife and grabbed a long knife from the void. This long knife is not a magical treasure, but a jing condense, "Buddhist God, the first One God, Great Indra!"
He actually began to spur the van Gogh sect's super secret.
Brahma Eight Gods.
Brahma Eight Gods, not magical treasure, nor Divine Ability, but an external body incarnation, the second god. It is like the three yangs of the feathered men, the same as the true gods of the heavens. If one sacrifices, it is equal to the fact that the Expert of the same realm is besieging.
The Brahma Eight Gods are the van Gogh sects. Once they are made, they are equal to eight avatars. Each avatar can self-destruct and kill the enemy. In the battle of the same realm, it is almost invincible.
Now the Van Gogh King was forced to reach the desperate situation by Fang Han bi, and once he showed it, the eight gods appeared immediately behind him. The blade light was so bright that it was like a sob, and it was smashed. The eight gods each showed their minions.
"The era is like a civilization, an epic."
Fang Han is solemn, standing in the void, facing the blade light, the Eight Great Gods, fluttering with both hands, and suddenly again exerted the fourteen times of the strength of Beginning Era Divine Fist.
This 14-fold battle is not played once, but for eight times.
Boom!
A series of explosions rang out, and the Eight Great Gods roared and all were shattered. It became a fly ash, and the Van Gogh king once again screamed and retreated. His blood was dripping and he was shocked by Fang Han.
"The Eight Gods return to the body, turned into True Dragon, sent into the body!"
Fang Han put his hands together before the xiong, and the broken eight gods once again closed, turned into eight huge True Dragon, and rushed into his body.
In his body, he can devour endless power, and no attack at all can hurt him.
At this moment, Fang Han is like a huge Demon Soul from countless epochs, and will never be knocked down.
"Ah! Escape! This person is too fierce. Otherwise we all will die here."
"Zhao Feng Senior Brother Hua, what's wrong with you? You have nothing."
"You, save Zhao Feng's Senior Brother Hua."
"We are escaping, absolutely not the opponent of this person, waiting for Song Tengfei Senior Brother to become a peerless Divine Ability, and then kill this person, I see this person, only Song Tengfei Senior Brother can restrain him."
Some of the Sons panicked.
That Zhao Fenghua was thrown out of Fang Han by Fang Han, and he broke through the body. Now he is not known. It was pulled out by a few too many white se horns: "Wind, feathering, I don't share the sky with you."
Between the words, he once again put the white se horn into the top of his head.
However, on the white sese, a sudden burst of light, Fang Han's shape in the distance suddenly disappeared, and appeared in this light.
He came to Zhao Fenghua's side.
Bang!
On his body, a powerful air 1ang broke out, and all the sons were shocked directly. When the big hand grabbed it, he pinched Zhao Fenghua’s neck.
Zhao Fenghua double tui kicked in the air, his face rose red.
"I don't share the sky with me? I don't have a chance. I am omnipresent. Now, I will let the many sons of Taiyimen and the people of Fan Yunzong see you die in front of me."
Kā chā !
Zhao Fenghua’s head was screwed down by Fang Han, and then his hands were shot, and the jing gas rolled and burned. The Zhao Fenghua’s god read a hysterical cry in the flame. “Wind, you are the devil, you want Refining me? I won't let you succeed. Van Gogh brother, come and save me! Save me!"
"Let me put Zhao Fenghua down."
The Van Gogh King is looking at the liver and gallbladder, his hands traversing, playing a gold se Changhong, and the handprints up and down in the Changhong up and down, "Vatican God, the gods and the road."
"You yourself are also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, it is difficult to protect yourself, but also to rescue others, the saint reincarnation? Then what? It is not a true saint strength, you are just an Ancestral Immortal."
Fang Han flew out of the long river of major civilizations, melting all the palm prints and disintegrating them.
"Zhao Fenghua, do you still think about this Van Gogh king to save you? He is here today and you are going to die here. Now, you are integrated into my body and completely change to my True Qi! This white in your body Se is a horn, it is the corner of Heavenly Monarch. It takes me a little bit of effort to refine, but there is nothing. Even if I can only use half of the power, I can kill you all."
Fang Han's big sleeves, Zhao Fenghua was sent to 33 Skies to the treasure of the day, suppressed, ready to look for opportunities to refine.
The general Ancestral Immortal, he refining in an instant.
However, the corner of Heavenly Monarch on Zhao Fenghua is very difficult to smelt. With his Culture Base, it takes a lot of effort and time.
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Van Gogh cuts, each knife flashes a sharp blade glow, and the general Ancestral Immortal rule is cut directly. The Ancestral Immortal of the Emperor's Son can be killed by a knife.
Every time the blade is cut, it is accompanied by a metal singer. This sound is transmitted and heard, and it produces a feeling that the heart is cut and suffocated.
It can be imagined that this "Vatican knife" blade cuts on the human **, what kind of feeling will it produce? The blood rou is not able to withstand the blade glow.
But on the palm of Fang Han, suddenly it became pure and transparent. Numerous crystals of the gods made up the texture. The blade smashed on his finger and burst into a series of fires, which could not shake his skin.
Instead, his fingers, each time on the blade, the Artifact Spirit in the Vatican will scream, it seems that Fang Han's True Qi hurts it.
"Knife dominates the world!"
Suddenly, Fan Shizong infused all of his Magic Force into it. The knife and the knife were sharply shaken, and the force of cutting increased greatly. It was necessary to put Fang Han under his arm. The momentum.
Fang Han opened his eyes, and the jishe came out of the sacred, finger-pinched, and a huge man behind it loomed, actually secretly spurred the 33 Skies Creation Divine Fist.
33 Skies Creation Divine Fist is now covered by Beginning Era Divine Fist, as long as it is not a true saint, no one can see it.
Fang Han was in the dark, and his fists were flashing.
蹦！
He punched the "Vatican Knife" on it, and there were many cracks on the Vatican knife. Then it exploded and turned into thousands of blade glow fragments. Each blade glow was scattered. Heaven and earth.
A piece of Peerless Grade Immortal Artifact's Van Gogh knife was broken by Fang Han.
"Retreat!" Van Gogh knew that he had encountered the real Expert, and he would withdraw if he waved his hand.
"Vatican King, don't you say that I am an ant? Are you not a reincarnation of the ancient saints? Just arrogant, but now it has become a dog of funeral?"
Fang Han screamed, and many of the blade glow fragments immediately flew over to it. Every blade glow, just when he was crushing, he was poured into the materialized dragon, and now it changes to a knife. The dragon, flying into his body, melted into strength and injected 33 Skies into the treasure.
The spirit of the gas is almost vomiting blood. He is proud of his life, the reincarnation of the saint, has never suffered a loss, but today it was forced by Fang Han bi to become a dog of funeral, not to mention how wronged, how depressed.
However, he knew in his heart that he could only retreat at this time, and then look for opportunities to kill Fang Han, otherwise it is really dangerous today.
"All the Sons, shot together, kill the enchanting!"
At this time, Zhao Fenghua’s injury under the Van Gogh’s aid was restored. The eyes are staring at the white se horn in Fang Han’s hand. The magic light flashes in the eyes.
In an instant, the white se in the hands of Fang Han flew up, seemingly to get out of the way, and could not be suppressed.
"Want to take back your one-horn? Well, I will let you take it back!" Fang Han suddenly took a look, and the one-horned lightning-like move towards Zhao Fenghua flew over.
"Not good!" Zhao Fenghua stepped back and tried to avoid it, but he couldn't dodge it. He was passed by the white se horn, and brought a bloody rain in the air. The screams of the lungs.
"Getting it together."
A powerful son of Taiyimen flew out and attacked Fang Han. He attacked with both hands, Sword Qi, and jiao woven into a great array. He fell down: "Wan Jian returned to the market."
Humph!
Fang Han one-handed move towards the sky, and suddenly those Sword Qi shook open. When he stepped out, he came to the Son and played 14 times more power.
The Son screamed, split, his body exploded, and countless Spirit Pill, magical treasure, and Taoist books all splashed out of his body.
It was blown up by Fang Han with a punch. Even the kingdom of God has been destroyed.
Fang Han doesn't even need to take the initiative to absorb it. The dragons around him can automatically transform everything into True Dragon, which is after the High Grade Immortal Artifact.
The whole body of the Son, the soul, the fragments of the Kingdom of God, and the various magical treasures stored in the body, materials, Dan Yao, and the veins are all between the walking of Fang Han, and are thrown into his body and disappear. not see.
"Kill a son."
He came out of the devil's general voice, in this piece of void, suddenly 10,000 dragons yin gallop, all blocked.
"Damn! How can you encounter such a curse." Fan Wang's eyes almost split open.
"Vatican King, I said here, in the face of your Son of Van Gogh, and the face of many sons of Taiyimen, killing you alive, never giving up." Fang Han killed this. The Son, condense the absorbed power into a ball, the 33 Skies in the body under the impact of this force, the moment of the collapse of the blade, turned into High Grade Immortal Artifact.
And the absorbed Peerless Grade Immortal Artifact “Vatican Knife” Jing Hua also began to melt in the body, directly changing the legendary 仗 into a High Grade Immortal Artifact.
Apart from this, some vast powers, accumulated in the body for a while, then suddenly income into the heavens.
Fang Han whole body Power is raised again.
"The Eight Buddhism is not a great thing." Fan Wang Wang grabbed a big knife and grabbed a long knife from the void. This long knife is not a magical treasure, but a jing condense, "Buddhist God, the first One God, Great Indra!"
He actually began to spur the van Gogh sect's super secret.
Brahma Eight Gods.
Brahma Eight Gods, not magical treasure, nor Divine Ability, but an external body incarnation, the second god. It is like the three yangs of the feathered men, the same as the true gods of the heavens. If one sacrifices, it is equal to the fact that the Expert of the same realm is besieging.
The Brahma Eight Gods are the van Gogh sects. Once they are made, they are equal to eight avatars. Each avatar can self-destruct and kill the enemy. In the battle of the same realm, it is almost invincible.
Now the Van Gogh King was forced to reach the desperate situation by Fang Han bi, and once he showed it, the eight gods appeared immediately behind him. The blade light was so bright that it was like a sob, and it was smashed. The eight gods each showed their minions.
"The era is like a civilization, an epic."
Fang Han is solemn, standing in the void, facing the blade light, the Eight Great Gods, fluttering with both hands, and suddenly again exerted the fourteen times of the strength of Beginning Era Divine Fist.
This 14-fold battle is not played once, but for eight times.
Boom!
A series of explosions rang out, and the Eight Great Gods roared and all were shattered. It became a fly ash, and the Van Gogh king once again screamed and retreated. His blood was dripping and he was shocked by Fang Han.
"The Eight Gods return to the body, turned into True Dragon, sent into the body!"
Fang Han put his hands together before the xiong, and the broken eight gods once again closed, turned into eight huge True Dragon, and rushed into his body.
In his body, he can devour endless power, and no attack at all can hurt him.
At this moment, Fang Han is like a huge Demon Soul from countless epochs, and will never be knocked down.
"Ah! Escape! This person is too fierce. Otherwise we all will die here."
"Zhao Feng Senior Brother Hua, what's wrong with you? You have nothing."
"You, save Zhao Feng's Senior Brother Hua."
"We are escaping, absolutely not the opponent of this person, waiting for Song Tengfei Senior Brother to become a peerless Divine Ability, and then kill this person, I see this person, only Song Tengfei Senior Brother can restrain him."
Some of the Sons panicked.
That Zhao Fenghua was thrown out of Fang Han by Fang Han, and he broke through the body. Now he is not known. It was pulled out by a few too many white se horns: "Wind, feathering, I don't share the sky with you."
Between the words, he once again put the white se horn into the top of his head.
However, on the white sese, a sudden burst of light, Fang Han's shape in the distance suddenly disappeared, and appeared in this light.
He came to Zhao Fenghua's side.
Bang!
On his body, a powerful air 1ang broke out, and all the sons were shocked directly. When the big hand grabbed it, he pinched Zhao Fenghua’s neck.
Zhao Fenghua double tui kicked in the air, his face rose red.
"I don't share the sky with me? I don't have a chance. I am omnipresent. Now, I will let the many sons of Taiyimen and the people of Fan Yunzong see you die in front of me."
Kā chā !
Zhao Fenghua’s head was screwed down by Fang Han, and then his hands were shot, and the jing gas rolled and burned. The Zhao Fenghua’s god read a hysterical cry in the flame. “Wind, you are the devil, you want Refining me? I won't let you succeed. Van Gogh brother, come and save me! Save me!"
"Let me put Zhao Fenghua down."
The Van Gogh King is looking at the liver and gallbladder, his hands traversing, playing a gold se Changhong, and the handprints up and down in the Changhong up and down, "Vatican God, the gods and the road."
"You yourself are also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, it is difficult to protect yourself, but also to rescue others, the saint reincarnation? Then what? It is not a true saint strength, you are just an Ancestral Immortal."
Fang Han flew out of the long river of major civilizations, melting all the palm prints and disintegrating them.
"Zhao Fenghua, do you still think about this Van Gogh king to save you? He is here today and you are going to die here. Now, you are integrated into my body and completely change to my True Qi! This white in your body Se is a horn, it is the corner of Heavenly Monarch. It takes me a little bit of effort to refine, but there is nothing. Even if I can only use half of the power, I can kill you all."
Fang Han's big sleeves, Zhao Fenghua was sent to 33 Skies to the treasure of the day, suppressed, ready to look for opportunities to refine.
The general Ancestral Immortal, he refining in an instant.
However, the corner of Heavenly Monarch on Zhao Fenghua is very difficult to smelt. With his Culture Base, it takes a lot of effort and time.
Van Gogh cuts, each knife flashes a sharp blade glow, and the general Ancestral Immortal rule is cut directly. The Ancestral Immortal of the Emperor's Son can be killed by a knife.Every time the blade is cut, it is accompanied by a metal singer. This sound is transmitted and heard, and it produces a feeling that the heart is cut and suffocated.It can be imagined that this "Vatican knife" blade cuts on the human **, what kind of feeling will it produce? The blood rou is not able to withstand the blade glow.But on the palm of Fang Han, suddenly it became pure and transparent. Numerous crystals of the gods made up the texture. The blade smashed on his finger and burst into a series of fires, which could not shake his skin.Instead, his fingers, each time on the blade, the Artifact Spirit in the Vatican will scream, it seems that Fang Han's True Qi hurts it."Knife dominates the world!"Suddenly, Fan Shizong infused all of his Magic Force into it. The knife and the knife were sharply shaken, and the force of cutting increased greatly. It was necessary to put Fang Han under his arm. The momentum.Fang Han opened his eyes, and the jishe came out of the sacred, finger-pinched, and a huge man behind it loomed, actually secretly spurred the 33 Skies Creation Divine Fist.33 Skies Creation Divine Fist is now covered by Beginning Era Divine Fist, as long as it is not a true saint, no one can see it.Fang Han was in the dark, and his fists were flashing.He punched the "Vatican Knife" on it, and there were many cracks on the Vatican knife. Then it exploded and turned into thousands of blade glow fragments. Each blade glow was scattered. Heaven and earth.A piece of Peerless Grade Immortal Artifact's Van Gogh knife was broken by Fang Han."Retreat!" Van Gogh knew that he had encountered the real Expert, and he would withdraw if he waved his hand."Vatican King, don't you say that I am an ant? Are you not a reincarnation of the ancient saints? Just arrogant, but now it has become a dog of funeral?"Fang Han screamed, and many of the blade glow fragments immediately flew over to it. Every blade glow, just when he was crushing, he was poured into the materialized dragon, and now it changes to a knife. The dragon, flying into his body, melted into strength and injected 33 Skies into the treasure.The spirit of the gas is almost vomiting blood. He is proud of his life, the reincarnation of the saint, has never suffered a loss, but today it was forced by Fang Han bi to become a dog of funeral, not to mention how wronged, how depressed.However, he knew in his heart that he could only retreat at this time, and then look for opportunities to kill Fang Han, otherwise it is really dangerous today."All the Sons, shot together, kill the enchanting!"At this time, Zhao Fenghua's injury under the Van Gogh's aid was restored. The eyes are staring at the white se horn in Fang Han's hand. The magic light flashes in the eyes.In an instant, the white se in the hands of Fang Han flew up, seemingly to get out of the way, and could not be suppressed."Want to take back your one-horn? Well, I will let you take it back!" Fang Han suddenly took a look, and the one-horned lightning-like move towards Zhao Fenghua flew over."Not good!" Zhao Fenghua stepped back and tried to avoid it, but he couldn't dodge it. He was passed by the white se horn, and brought a bloody rain in the air. The screams of the lungs."Getting it together."A powerful son of Taiyimen flew out and attacked Fang Han. He attacked with both hands, Sword Qi, and jiao woven into a great array. He fell down: "Wan Jian returned to the market."Humph!Fang Han one-handed move towards the sky, and suddenly those Sword Qi shook open. When he stepped out, he came to the Son and played 14 times more power.The Son screamed, split, his body exploded, and countless Spirit Pill, magical treasure, and Taoist books all splashed out of his body.It was blown up by Fang Han with a punch. Even the kingdom of God has been destroyed.Fang Han doesn't even need to take the initiative to absorb it. The dragons around him can automatically transform everything into True Dragon, which is after the High Grade Immortal Artifact.The whole body of the Son, the soul, the fragments of the Kingdom of God, and the various magical treasures stored in the body, materials, Dan Yao, and the veins are all between the walking of Fang Han, and are thrown into his body and disappear. not see."Kill a son."He came out of the devil's general voice, in this piece of void, suddenly 10,000 dragons yin gallop, all blocked."Damn! How can you encounter such a curse." Fan Wang's eyes almost split open."Vatican King, I said here, in the face of your Son of Van Gogh, and the face of many sons of Taiyimen, killing you alive, never giving up." Fang Han killed this. The Son, condense the absorbed power into a ball, the 33 Skies in the body under the impact of this force, the moment of the collapse of the blade, turned into High Grade Immortal Artifact.And the absorbed Peerless Grade Immortal Artifact Vatican Knife Jing Hua also began to melt in the body, directly changing the legendary into a High Grade Immortal Artifact.Apart from this, some vast powers, accumulated in the body for a while, then suddenly income into the heavens.Fang Han whole body Power is raised again."The Eight Buddhism is not a great thing." Fan Wang Wang grabbed a big knife and grabbed a long knife from the void. This long knife is not a magical treasure, but a jing condense, "Buddhist God, the first One God, Great Indra!"He actually began to spur the van Gogh sect's super secret.Brahma Eight Gods.Brahma Eight Gods, not magical treasure, nor Divine Ability, but an external body incarnation, the second god. It is like the three yangs of the feathered men, the same as the true gods of the heavens. If one sacrifices, it is equal to the fact that the Expert of the same realm is besieging.The Brahma Eight Gods are the van Gogh sects. Once they are made, they are equal to eight avatars. Each avatar can self-destruct and kill the enemy. In the battle of the same realm, it is almost invincible.Now the Van Gogh King was forced to reach the desperate situation by Fang Han bi, and once he showed it, the eight gods appeared immediately behind him. The blade light was so bright that it was like a sob, and it was smashed. The eight gods each showed their minions."The era is like a civilization, an epic."Fang Han is solemn, standing in the void, facing the blade light, the Eight Great Gods, fluttering with both hands, and suddenly again exerted the fourteen times of the strength of Beginning Era Divine Fist.This 14-fold battle is not played once, but for eight times.Boom!A series of explosions rang out, and the Eight Great Gods roared and all were shattered. It became a fly ash, and the Van Gogh king once again screamed and retreated. His blood was dripping and he was shocked by Fang Han."The Eight Gods return to the body, turned into True Dragon, sent into the body!"Fang Han put his hands together before the xiong, and the broken eight gods once again closed, turned into eight huge True Dragon, and rushed into his body.In his body, he can devour endless power, and no attack at all can hurt him.At this moment, Fang Han is like a huge Demon Soul from countless epochs, and will never be knocked down."Ah! Escape! This person is too fierce. Otherwise we all will die here.""Zhao Feng Senior Brother Hua, what's wrong with you? You have nothing.""You, save Zhao Feng's Senior Brother Hua.""We are escaping, absolutely not the opponent of this person, waiting for Song Tengfei Senior Brother to become a peerless Divine Ability, and then kill this person, I see this person, only Song Tengfei Senior Brother can restrain him."Some of the Sons panicked.That Zhao Fenghua was thrown out of Fang Han by Fang Han, and he broke through the body. Now he is not known. It was pulled out by a few too many white se horns: "Wind, feathering, I don't share the sky with you."Between the words, he once again put the white se horn into the top of his head.However, on the white sese, a sudden burst of light, Fang Han's shape in the distance suddenly disappeared, and appeared in this light.He came to Zhao Fenghua's side.Bang!On his body, a powerful air 1ang broke out, and all the sons were shocked directly. When the big hand grabbed it, he pinched Zhao Fenghua's neck.Zhao Fenghua double tui kicked in the air, his face rose red."I don't share the sky with me? I don't have a chance. I am omnipresent. Now, I will let the many sons of Taiyimen and the people of Fan Yunzong see you die in front of me."K ch !Zhao Fenghua's head was screwed down by Fang Han, and then his hands were shot, and the jing gas rolled and burned. The Zhao Fenghua's god read a hysterical cry in the flame. Wind, you are the devil, you want Refining me? I won't let you succeed. Van Gogh brother, come and save me! Save me!""Let me put Zhao Fenghua down."The Van Gogh King is looking at the liver and gallbladder, his hands traversing, playing a gold se Changhong, and the handprints up and down in the Changhong up and down, "Vatican God, the gods and the road.""You yourself are also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, it is difficult to protect yourself, but also to rescue others, the saint reincarnation? Then what? It is not a true saint strength, you are just an Ancestral Immortal."Fang Han flew out of the long river of major civilizations, melting all the palm prints and disintegrating them."Zhao Fenghua, do you still think about this Van Gogh king to save you? He is here today and you are going to die here. Now, you are integrated into my body and completely change to my True Qi! This white in your body Se is a horn, it is the corner of Heavenly Monarch. It takes me a little bit of effort to refine, but there is nothing. Even if I can only use half of the power, I can kill you all."Fang Han's big sleeves, Zhao Fenghua was sent to 33 Skies to the treasure of the day, suppressed, ready to look for opportunities to refine.The general Ancestral Immortal, he refining in an instant.However, the corner of Heavenly Monarch on Zhao Fenghua is very difficult to smelt. With his Culture Base, it takes a lot of effort and time.
