Chapter 1009 Chapters of the clothing (2)
The kingdom of the gods, surrounded by Fang Han in the center, the shadows of countless Protoss gods in it, all falling down the blessings of the gods. At this moment, Fang Han is like the supreme king of the Protoss, and is embraced by the gods.
"You are a protoss!"
This is the first sentence that Shangzi Luo was released again.
"I am not a god, not a fairy, not a demon, not a Buddha." Fang Han's big hand stretched out, and the merchant's Luo was hidden in a vague way. "Let's say, the feather door is in heaven, how many masters? How about the power?" How is it too much compared to the heavens? Is it strong or weak?"
"Hahaha, do you want to hear the news of Yuhuamen from my mouth? It is a delusion." Shangzi Luo laughed, quite a bit of "I laughed from the knife to the sky": "Today Fang Han I failed." I have given you, if you want to know what to do with you, I want to make me humble and kneel. Tell me the truth, I have already cultivated the hegemonic rebirth method, leaving a trace of life in the feather door, as long as the soul is extinguished, that yuan The life lamp will be re-burned, and in the light, I will be born again, and every time I regenerate, I will learn the lessons of the last death, which will make me stronger and stronger, and the experience of the monasticism will become more and more full. When I die to the ninth time, I will become the real heirs of the heavens and master the world."
"Is there a life light?"
Fang Han smirked and smiled: "This is also in the secular, pinning the soul of the life on a magic weapon, and you can avoid any danger when you encounter it. But you are too small to see me. Fang Han. I have mastered the supremacy of the Protoss to end the Holy King, incarnation, destruction, decay, decay, death, five kinds of reasons, can directly trace the source, attack, that is, I ended your here Life, your life will be extinguished and exploded."
Between the words, there was a black light on his hand, which revealed the end of the atmosphere. The dusk of the gods appeared in the black light, making the merchants feel terrified and unable to himself.
He felt that Fang Han did not lie.
The ancient end of the road can really hurt yourself.
His face was gloomy, and he seemed to be thinking about how to get out of it. He seemed to be thinking about how to fight back and survive from adversity.
"How? I want to understand clearly? If you understand it clearly, then you will be a loyal slave and a running dog. I can spare you a life. Because of everything in Mang Mountain, you have to take care of it. After all, It is a monitoring messenger of Quanting in Quanzhou. With your appearance, I control Mangshan as a base, and it is much better."
Fang Han let the merchants squat down.
"It turned out that this person wants all the wealth of Mangshan, the owner of thousands of sects. Yes, mastering me, I can master the entire Mang Mountain through me, and Heaven will not pursue him." Luo knows the idea of ??Fang Han, the reason why he does not kill himself.
Suddenly, his mind was alive.
Can be used to do this.
In the twinkling of an eye, he came up with various tricks and a very chic smile: "It turns out that you want the wealth of the entire Mangshan? I am afraid that the heavens will be traced. This is no big deal. We may be friends. And, You said that you are still the head of the lower boundary feathering door, so we are still the same door, you have the identity of the heavens wanted, but with me, I can also protect you, and even let you mix into the heavens, when one party monitors, so that An identity, you can come and go freely in the heavens. Moreover, you are such a peerless genius, I must be a disciple, focus on training, and try to hide your identity."
The merchants are full of eloquence, and they are eloquent, showing that he can speak eloquently. He said that it is a slap in the face, and the earth rushes into the golden lotus: "Think about it, you have the identity of the heavenly messenger, and then I am the genius of the genius, who I don't doubt you, there is a huge backing, what a great deal? The future is bright, no more than a small Mangshan, more promising? Tell you the truth, the heavens are big, the wealth is more, beyond imagination, we emerge The wealth that the door masters, even if the 10,000 Mangshan mountains add up, is only a glimpse of the hair. We are not mastering the spirit, but the country where the Yuan Dynasty originated, together with the land of the infinite gods left over from the previous universe, hopefully cultivated. Heavenly king."
After saying these words, he looked at Fang Han's face and was proud of his heart.
It is very dangerous to use Fang Han’s situation in the world. It is necessary to find an identity. He will hit the key when he is not tempted.
"Oh! The danger of this sub-extreme, I don't use my strategy, I can't beat him. But people have weaknesses, even Tianjun is no exception. I just lie to you into the door of the feather, or to reach heaven, you are finished, I caught you, and the credit is too majestic."
Deep inside his heart, he is fluctuating.
The sinister and sinister plan is brewing, but the tone is more and more sincere, it is like the brothers talking to the younger brother.
"Fang Han, younger brother, I can't think of it. I have appeared like a genius like you. If you tell some of the old people in the martial art, they don't know what they want to be happy. We are at the gate of Heaven and Taiyi. The giant behind the door is the disaster tyrant, and the giant behind our feathering gate is a more mysterious and powerful existence. If you return to our feathering gate, you will definitely rise up and bring some talented disciples to Taiyi. Killing the water."
"is it?"
Fang Han said a faint sentence: "I let you kneel down and talk, how do you stand still? Do you really think that I dare not kill you?"
"Uh!"
The smiling businessman, Luo, suddenly condensed. I thought that Fang Han would listen to his heart and then use his own opportunity to kill him and finally let him die without a place to die. However, I did not expect that Fang Han was not tempted at all.
"You!" He squatted for a long time, only to pick up a word, and if not, he couldn't say anything at all. The lingering slogan of the mouth has become a stutter.
"Your Majesty!"
Fang Han’s big hand pressured and displayed the vigorous methods of “Crashing the Sky”, “Qingtian” and “Tuotian”, and hit Shangzi Luo in front of him, and he succumbed to his knees.
"You really want me to kneel down!" Bang! At the moment of the squatting, Shangzi Luo was completely angry, and his eyes were red and bloody: "I am a business person, a noble blood, a big business family, never squatting!"
"Give me a good fight!" Fang Han once again suppressed the big hand, making him unable to move.
"Animals!" Shangzi Luo struggled hard and tried hard.
"So resist, leave you alone! Since you are not willing to be my running dog, then I can only kill you, plunder your memory and soul, I have reincarnation, there is a reincarnation, after you merge, you can Perfectly evolve your breath, and when you use your identity, you can also do some things. Of course, I want to enter the feathering gate, but I will not use your identity, nor will I use the identity of Fang Han. I will As a bottom-level disciple, slowly climb up. Your soul and memory can familiarize me with everything in the door, and let me know more about heaven."
Between the words, Fang Han is directly a palm, caught on the head of Shangzi Luo, and then really began refining, rolling the fire of the big Luo, the gas of creation, the power of origin, the power of the end, penetrated into his body. .
Bang!
On the body of Shangzi Luo, countless flames burned up. Gradually, his flesh and blood were turned into vitality, infiltrated into the numerous bodies of Fang Han’s body, and finally he turned into a golden luster, which was intertwined with hundreds of millions of Luo Luo. It is the law of his half-step golden fairy. In the center of the law, there is a kingdom of God, a tyrannical kingdom, and among the kingdoms, there are countless immortals, and the most secret things of Shangziluo.
Fang Han pointed to a little bit, and had already displayed a small fate, to break the godland, and the majestic Law of the Big Luo was integrated into the body, making his power reach a critical point.
what!
"Fang Han, I will not let you go dead!"
The **** of the Shangzi Luo was broken, and the power of the end, traced back to the source, destroyed all his vitality. His last soul scent was wiped out in the end.
The resurrection of Li Yuanyuan Yuan Lan is the protagonist's masterpiece, ending the supreme being of the Protoss as the Protoss. The end of the road is naturally capable of killing.
So this time, Shangzi Luo is dead and clean, without any resurrection.
Shangzi Luo is a peerless genius. He was given a key training in the Yuhuamen. He even got the ancient Jinxian personally taught the rules. Now all are cheaper.
At this moment, Fang Han’s life is fully restored. The extent of the horror of millions of celestial years has been reached, and it has been more than 300 million years.
Eight Buddhism, thirty-three days to the top of the treasure, all of them are densely sturdy Dalu's law texture, sturdy and unimaginable, especially the eight Buddhism, there is a taste of promotion to the middle of the fairy.
In the middle of the fairy, you must have the law of Da Luo. For the upper-class fairy, you need the ancestral rule of Jinxian and above, or even the rule of Yuanxian.
As for the rare things, the king goods, the holy things and the like, can no longer be inferred by common sense.
"Unfortunately, the Law of Luo of this Shangluo Luo is far from my majesty. After refining and refining, it is not enough to make thirty-three days to the treasure, and the eight Buddhism changes into a Chinese fairy. Look at the gods of Shangziluo. What is there to store?"
Among the kingdoms of God, all the huge treasures have entered the sacred universe of Fang Han.
First of all, it is a huge number of Yuan Shidan.
A piece of medicinal herb, exudes a seductive atmosphere. Fang Hanshen swept away and counted it. There are actually 600 million pieces. The grain is full.
In addition, countless magical powers, big fairy techniques, tides flooded into the body of Fang Han, absorbed by the small fate. There are also some immortals, all splendid, all sealed. Unfortunately, I have never seen the second Wang Xianxian.
"Well? What is that?" At the core of the treasures of the Kingdom of God, Fang Han saw that Shangzi Luo seemed to be training a magic weapon that did not work. This magic weapon is shaped like a scepter, and it is also densely packed. Interwoven with the texture of Da Luo, this scepter is an ancient chaotic color that seems to only appear in the legend.
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