Chapter 1273
"The wind has been completely enchanted by this person. In the near future, it will definitely become a big devil. We can't compete with him for the time being. I will quickly go back and report this matter to my ancestors and let him Come to make a decision."
Hua Zhentian's heart is about to be smashed by Fang Han.
He hurried to Wan Xi'an, Zhu Chongyang Road.
At this time, Zhu Chongyang, Wan Xi'an is no longer reluctant, and all of them are shocked and will leave immediately.
Even the three ancient saints swallowed up, and the three of them were in the eyes of Fang Han.
"The ancestor of the Chinese ancestor, Hua Wenchang, has gone to the heavenly court to meet with the emperor, and he has a good fruit to eat."
"We will avoid it first."
The three men flew in secret.
"Hey! Even if Hua Wenchang went to see the Emperor, what is it? The Emperor did not cultivate the realm of heaven and earth, dare to come to me trouble, I must defeat the Emperor of Heaven, let him kneel, and, you Going back and telling Hua Wenchang that he is targeting me, I will one day let him know what is called a dead place."
It was the sound of Fang Han, echoing in the ears of three people.
The three people were shocked, like a thunder, knowing that the **** had been discovered, and all of them immediately hugged their heads and did not dare to look back.
The rats lingered for a long time, leaving here, to make sure that Fang Han did not catch up, the three talents stayed in the air, one by one, unable to tell the distortion and anger.
"It’s too arrogant. Let’s just let us pass the sound and say that we should be careful with the ancestors of Hua Wenchang. Once upon a time, we have had such a rebellion in the feather door?”
Hua Zhentian’s hysterical screams to the sky: “God, why don’t you land the next day and kill this arrogant?
Hua Tianjun, you see, the Chinese disciple is suffering from such humiliation, even the ancestors are threatened by evil spirits. ”
"Be sure to go back and put the threat of this person, the original person who told the Chinese family."
"Yes, let him be the target of public criticism."
"So arrogant, he can't live for a long time. If Hua Tianjun returns, he will die immediately."
After a couple of hysterics, they flew again.
"It's really three things that don't know how to live and die." Fang Han is still on the battlefield of the Giant Drum Mountains, but he perceives everything. He did not kill Hua Zhentian.
He is now in the resurgence of the body's enormous vitality, all the magical powers of the three saints, martial arts experience, and spiritual memory, all incorporated into the history of the Taoist civilization.
The essence of these three ancient saints is not the same. If it wasn’t for Fang Han’s understanding of the vast method of the Book of the Ages, if it wasn’t for him to transform himself into a crystal **** country that would be an artifact, if it’s not the empowerment of the Zen Emperor, it would greatly expand the capacity of the body, he is sure To be directly blasted and killed by the laws of these three great saints.
But now, it is hard to accommodate.
Bang!
Fang Han stood up and took a hand. The "totem can" caught the hand. The breath of the body carried the power of the three great saints. It shocked the past and the whole body was shocked. The body is almost going to worship. The gods and prisoners of the heavenly courts, all of them are as earthy, scared to speak.
"Let's roll! I won't kill you, but you have to remember that you won't be able to make a fortune on the site of the Yuhuamen in Zhongzhou in the future, otherwise I will see you once, so that you can't ask for survival."
Fang Han was extremely unparalleled and directly shocked and shocked the disciples of these heavenly prisons.
"you!"
A law enforcement disciple will be yelling, but it will be stopped by several leaders. One of the leaders said: "The winds, the green mountains are not changing, the green water is flowing, and today we will always remember, we will always meet in the future. I hope that you will be so tyrannical forever."
"That is nature. I am promoted to Heavenly King in the coming day, that is, your death." Fang Han is not welcome: "Give me a roll!"
This group of heavenly prisoners and law enforcement disciples quickly flew up, did not return, and disappeared without a trace.
"it is good!"
"The wind brother is invincible, the ancients are long-lasting, the world is the same!"
"The wind brothers and the brothers and the heavens, refining the saints, from then on, I see who dare to shoot us the feather door?"..........
After a long time, many disciples, many monks have come back to God, and even the masters of the sons of Zhangzhou came to see them. "Wind brother, you are a rare world that has been rare for hundreds of millions of years. Only one person can stand shoulder to shoulder with you. Like you, when you are half-cultivated, you can kill the saint and hurt the emperor. That person is the wilderness and the king of war."
"Over the award, this time you have a lot of strength in resisting the barbarian army in Zhangzhou." Fang Han handed a wave, some of the pieces of the Chinese fairy have a few pieces of the fairy, the unique fairy flew out: "I just Killed Bao Sheng Wei Zong, and got a lot of treasures from him. You have been ruined by this person and these treasures are taken."
"This is really embarrassing."
A son of the son of Zhangzhou warmed up and looked at the treasures in Fang Han’s hands. He wanted to hold it again, and he was embarrassed. As a "treasure saint", Master Wei Zong, the master of the treasure, has more magic weapons than the average saint, and the quality is very good, just as much as a treasure house.
Although he is not able to refine Wang Pinxian, there are some unique pieces that have reached the state of semi-king.
These fairy instruments fell into the hands of Yuan Xian, and the strength that can be promoted is not a little bit. Fang Han shot generously and directly presented a few pieces of "half king goods".
"What's embarrassing, the disciples of heaven courts are so arrogant, you have offended him today, I am afraid I will go to Chenzhou to find trouble later. There are more magic weapons, but also self-defense."
"Zhangzhou is looking for us troubles? They want to die." The sons of Zhangzhou were filled with indignation. "We will report to Heaven after we return this time."
"Yeah." Fang Han wants this sentence: "You, now the barbarian army has been eliminated, the saints of the barbarian have been refining, and you have to re-establish the mountain gate. I have contributed some magic weapons, medicinal herbs, materials. , 虚云云, you presided over and the monks re-established the overall situation of the mountain gate, I have to go back to practice. Thoroughly digest the essence of the three great saints."
Between the words, he threw a magic weapon into the hands of the imaginary cloud, a shake, disappeared.
The imaginary cloud trembled in the body, and in her heart, there was a heart-shaped magic weapon, which was actually a semi-king, exuding tyrannical power, which conveyed the consciousness of Fang Han: "This is the body of Wei Zongshi. The strongest magic weapon is called Zhu Tian Bao Xin. After your success, your strength will increase several times. Also, there are many unique ornaments in the magic weapon pouch. You choose the disciples of my loyal minister and send them to them."
The imaginary cloud feels the power of the treasures of the heavens, but there is a sudden tenderness in the heart.
"Wind, I will definitely help you build a powerful force...." She squeezed her fist.
The reason why Fang Han could not wait to leave the battlefield and return to the Yuhuamen is because the harvest is too big. He has to go back to retreat, get a good understanding, and learn the secrets of the "totem can" and change all the things of the four saints into their own.
Even now go back and see the feather emperor. From his hands, can he get the holy thread and be promoted directly to the saint.
Hey!
His body, directly torn the void, a few breaths, arrived at the ancient city of Zhongzhou, in the door of the feathers, and then entered the hole in his own opening.
The wing of freedom was refined into a sacred fairy, the power increased, and the speed rose. Now he leapt to a big state, basically only a few breaths, faster than the transmission of the ancient array.
He is imagining, if the wing of freedom is made into a kingpiece, what will happen? It is not impossible to have "Supreme Wanbao Dasheng Zhenzhen" as long as he is promoted to a saint.
As soon as he landed in his own hole, he began to sit down and prepare to practice cultivation, strive to digest within a few days, and then participate in the genius battle of heaven, and take the first place.
Just at the moment he had just entered, a strong blow of air strikes, actually rolled him up even people, he was taken aback, was about to resist, and suddenly stopped, "What is the matter of calling the Supreme Call to me? ”
He has already felt it, and this power is the Emperor.
"Wind, you are a role."
The mana stopped, Fang Han saw a temple in front, the center of the temple, sitting on the feathers of the emperor, the Wang Pinxian "Sacred Church" is in front of his knees, a device Lingling exudes, Turned into a woman with twelve pairs of light wings, sacred, seems to be talking to the Emperor.
In the heart of Fang Han’s heart, this woman is actually higher than Hua Wenchang’s cultivation. It can be seen that Wang Pinxian’s “Sword of the Church” can be compared with the ancient swords of the “Judges of Judgment” and “The Sword of Loss”.
"What is the command of the Supreme Master?" Fang Han did not move.
"Sit down." Yu Huang took a hand: "This is the place I am cleaning. No one can know. I am talking to you now. Heaven and earth cannot know. Everything on the battlefield in Zhongzhou, I now know that even killing four saints and defeating the army with one person, I know that you have this ability, but I did not expect that you have a saint that has long since disappeared, the totem can."
"Totem's cans, holy ornaments, in the Taikoo era, comparable to the heavenly king, the prestige of the world, but unfortunately destroyed by the artifacts of the creation, comparable to the death of the heavenly spirit, but now the strength of the can is not strong. But it is also shocking the heavens Treasure." The twelve-winged woman was slow.
"I don't know what I want to say in the end of the mission?" Fang Han sat down and leisurely.
"I ask you, do you want to worship me as a teacher?" asked the Emperor.
"If I can make me improve my realm, of course I am willing." Fang Hanzheng is coloring.
"Oh? You are a real person, but the strong presence behind you, will you agree with this thing?" Yu Huangdao: "The reason why you are so unscrupulous, there must be a tyrannical figure behind, I don't know if Tell me to listen?"
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