Chapter 1188 Van Gogh King
Wang Pinxian, not the same small.
A true Wang Pinxian, itself can be comparable to the saints, mana tyrannical, such as "lost sword", "revenge spear" "judgment gun" such as the top of the king of the fairy, is equivalent to the Emperor. If you are one step away, you can make a holy piece of fairyware and reach the position of being equal to Tianjun.
The "legendary of the legend" and "wing of freedom" among the holy ornaments are equivalent to the existence of the heavenly king.
The difference between Wang Pinxian and the best of the best, although it is a simple grade, but it has an insurmountable gap.
If Fang Han gets a piece of Wang Pinxian, he can definitely kill the Quartet, and the people in Nangong’s heart will have to shun. This kind of thing, for the heavens, is the "big killer" that must be in the hands, how can it appear in the Taikoo market?
"Wang Pinxian, not the same as a small one, one represents the suppression of the ancient times, guarding the four treasures. We have been so feathered for so many years, all the old antiques have joined forces to refine one, although the Taikoo market contains many mysteries, but it is impossible Have this kind of thing hidden." Fang Han said the doubts in his heart.
"Not necessarily, the Taikoo Market is also an unknown area for Tianting. Many different spaces have been blocked. In the rumor, it is the place where the sacred king is still in prison and imprisoned some tyrannical demons. To conquer the Quartet, to seal all the powerful existences of the heavens, to break up the tens of billions of different space, merge them into the Taikoo market, and land the lower layers of seals. The Heavenly Kings can’t open. Sun Shi wrote: "Now the heavenly adventure opened up some seals on the edge. The powerful existence of the heavens did not dare to go into the expedition. The fear is that the king of creation will return one day and punish them, and our little people will explore the road, but it is There is nothing. Moreover, there are some different things in the space, there is Wang Pinxian, but also a body shell, the magic spirit of the magic weapon may have gone, or reincarnation, or completely extinct, I know a secret, may wish to say it here."
"What secret?"
Fang Han couldn't help but ask Sun Zhi's painting to be dignified.
"I know that one of the saints who entered this time is a reincarnation of Wang Pinxian, and now he has entered this ancient market, just to find his own body." Sun Shi's painting shows a kind of face. A faint smile.
"Who?"
Dao Xu Shengzi, Xu Yunyun, Xu Bingqing and several Feathered Gates also asked at the same time that the reincarnation of Wang Pinxian was different.
"Taiyi's Song Tengfei." Sun Shi's paintings were written in front of a curved arc. These arcs formed a young man wearing a cloak, standing with his hands on his head, and having a scent of the body, about thirty. The appearance of the old age, between walking, there are mountains accompanying, dragon and tiger open the road, the true gas cloud of the Phoenix ostrich appears on the top of the head.
"What? Is it a Song Tengfei who claims to be a small stone emperor? Doesn't he claim to be the reincarnation of the ancients to the emperor? How is the reincarnation of Wang Pinxian?" Xu Bingqing said with amazement: "Sister Sun, you are not wrong."
"How can I make a mistake? Although this person claims to be the reincarnation of the ancient to the emperor, but it is actually a gimmick, his true core spirit is the reincarnation of the ancient king's fairy ware 'Fengshi Shibei'. So it is called Xiaoshihuang, he has been since After the reincarnation, I always wanted to find my own body. Once the search is arrived, the integration of the ontology and the core can make a spurt, and the inch will break through the realm, reach the Yuanxian directly, and then quickly reach the sage, even to the Emperor. I have inserted a spy in the door of Taiyi. I have already heard it. He has recently cultivated a skyrocketing and has gradually gained inspiration with the body. It is in the Taikoo Market, so this time he entered the Taikoo Market, he is bound to gain."
Sun Shi's palm waved and shattered the man's figure in the air: "I can't overestimate this person too much. This person's Taoism, communication ghosts are still above me. And very likely, In this **** trial, he will break through to the realm of Yuanxian. As far as I know, he came in this time, carrying many promoted medicines, and even a holy product, the elixir. Promote in one fell swoop, then kill the Quartet."
"This, if he is in this **** trial, and the promotion reaches the realm of Yuanxian, then we are not dangerous to feather the door?" Dao Xusheng's face changed: "This Song Tengfei's strength is almost Invincible, can completely counter the Yuanxian, even if you do not find the body of the stone, the promotion of the Yuanxian, is enough to sweep all the Son."
"So, you must completely kill it before he is promoted to the Yuanxian. Otherwise, the son of our feathering door will be seriously wounded and wounded, and the essence will be exhausted. In the years to come, it will be difficult to recover." When poetry and painting were spoken, the face had already shown a decisive look.
"Fangshi stone monument?" Fang Han is a bit stunned. He feels that the Wang Pinxian sacred stone monument seems to have some relationship with the secular world, and also has some connection with the Dafeng oracle of one of the three thousand avenues. .
Zhou Tianyi began to calculate.
Vaguely, there are some clues in the heart.
"Not good! Danger!"
At this time, Sun Shi's painting changed his face and screamed, suddenly rising into the sky, changing into a scroll of supreme picture, involving Fang Han and others, and moving over 3 billion miles. Far away.
Bang!
Just in the place where they had just left, a huge palm print appeared.
This palm print, the space of the piece is directly flattened, turned into a thin piece, which has some fragmented mountains, also turned into a pancake, can see the power of this palm.
"This is the Brahma god."
Sun Shi's face is extremely ugly.
"Yes, it is the Brahma god."
A voice rushed out, and in the sky, one person came out, and it was the van Gogh king who had caught hundreds of Jinxian-level gods and singers.
The sacred son of Van Gogh.
Known as the reincarnation of the ancient saints.
Just this volley, and the space was flattened, it was exactly what he showed. The palm of this person has already enlightened the mystery of the nine days and ten places. Just the palm of his hand, Fang Han feels that even the master of the Emperor's Son is to be flattened and turned into a pancake.
Fang Han once killed a core seed disciple of Fan Yunzong, and Fan Chen, let the fish of the Yanhou Houmen refining.
"Vatican King" came out from the sky, condescending, watching Fang Han, Dao Xushengzi, Sun Shihuan and others: "Sun poetry painting, I can't think of it, you actually know the mystery of Song Tengfei's brother, it seems You must kill you and destroy your mouth."
"Is it up to you?" Sun Shi painted his eyes and swept his eyes around: "It seems that you must kill you and eliminate the troubles."
"Haha, Sun Shi painting, your eyes and ears are too insensitive, but I didn't find that I was next to me." A shout, a person came out of the sky, the body was slender, nine feet high, middle-aged appearance, national character face A little bit of jade in the eyebrows.
"Taiyimen, Zhao Fenghua." Sun Shihuan saw the coming, and his eyes jumped.
"Fengyuan brother, this person is a one-door Zhao Fenghua, although it is not the reincarnation of the ancient saints, but he once received the direct transmission of a royal man in heaven, holding the best fairy, in the Son of Taiyimen Is an outstanding figure."
Xu Bingqing explained to Fang Han that the cold-blooded woman actually began to call Fang Han, who was obviously under the influence of Fang Han, giving her a shock to her heart.
However, when she said that her face changed, because she saw the side of Zhao Fenghua, there were several saints, all of whom were masters of one door.
These few saints, there are men and women, each of them is a genius of genius, and has a peerless position in the world.
"Sun Shi painting is really loyal to the feather door. When he is dying, he still does not forget to deal with Song Tengfei's brother. He still wants to kill him. It is really a banyan tree. It is not self-sufficient." Fang Han, Sun Shihua, Xu Yunyun, Xu Bingqing... These small groups seem to be watching a group of ants.
"Song Tengfei's brother has an insight into the heavenly machine. Your Sun poetry painting can count on him. He will naturally count on you. About you still don't know, Song Tengfei's brother has already found the body, sealed the stone monument, and the two are merged. The realm of Yuanxian. It will soon be a success, then kill the son of your feathering door and eradicate all the feathering gates!"
Another female son of Taiyi’s door came up, and a strong glass of glaze flame appeared in his hand. It’s hard to feel the heat between the jumps. This is a different kind of treasure. Attack is coming.
"You are all coming out too."
The Van Gogh King moved a little, and from his back, he actually showed the shape of seven or eight powerful sons, and he was also a master of Van Gogh.
"This time we Fan Yunzong and Taiyimen united to give an extinct blow to the son of Yuhuamen. After this **** trial, the son of the Feathering Gate will not stay, and all become our magic weapon and Exquisite, wait for seven days to go out, the old antiques of the feather door will go to vomit blood."
"Vatican King, we both, to deal with Sun Poetry, must make him no longer able to escape this time. It is best to kill him on the spot! The rest of the Son, to deal with the rest."
Zhao Fenghua is king of the Van Gogh.
"We have so many people dealing with this small group of the Yuhuamen Son. It is just killing chickens and using slaughtering knives. Sun Shi paintings are handled by me alone." Fan Wangwang said: "He is the reincarnation of ancient paintings, I I want to see if it is true. Zhao Fenghua, when I deal with Sun Shi’s paintings, I hope that you will kill the rest of the disciples in half an hour, especially that, what is called Fengfeng Young and gentle, I heard that in the door of the feathers, people still have to kneel."
The fingers of the Van Gogh King pointed at Fang Han, swung a bit, and looked disdainful, as if looking at a garbage.
His reincarnation of the ancient saints simply looked down on the general genius monks.
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