Chapter 1297 Hua Tianjun Shen Nian
The sacred thoughts left by Hua Tianjun in the feathered kingdom were actually inspired.
Condensed into a tall form, simple and simple oppression, all of which make the emperor to the sigh of suffocation. He has a big hand and a grip, and the vitality of the entire feathered kingdom is under control. The entire ban on the emergence of the heavenly kingdom seems to be Was motivated.
The ban on the emergence of the kingdom of heaven, the power is so astounding, even if Tianjun came to attack, it would take seven days and seven nights to break. If it is really motivated by Hua Tianjun, then Fang Han will definitely be killed.
"It turned out that the original Yuhuamen, the Chinese family still has such strength, but all this is still in my calculations, the Chinese five old have been eliminated, even if the Huatianjun of the feathers of heaven is a **** When I was motivated, I wouldn’t have much power. I rushed between Hua Tianjun’s thoughts and completely awakened, killing these saints and completely collapsed!”
Fang Han’s body trembled, and he left the feathering throne. He stepped out in one step and directly attacked the group of saints, Yuanxian and Zuxian of the Chinese family.
He is walking on the four poles, the ghost martial arts map, the eight bas-reliefs, and the book of the epoch is unfolding. The body behind the Zen buddha is also emerging, and the power is no less than that of the tall Huatianjun.
"The cancer of the Chinese family will completely destroy you today!"
Hey!
A **** of the world, directly killing in the blood of many Chinese masters, immediately **** explosion, some of them, the immortals on the spot fried into powder, the soul has dissipated, only the magic of the law Gas rises and falls in the blood.
"At this moment, it is the crisis of my family's life and death! Desperate!"
A Chinese saint sneaked out blood, and the state was like a devil.
"Hua Tianjun, you open your eyes and completely wake up! This is a shackle, to ruin my family!" A saint squats in the blood, gives a prayer, and his body is cracked everywhere, shocking The flesh and blood are sublimated and become sacrifices. They are to call out the ancient ancestors, and the mind is awakened.
"As long as Hua Tianjun is completely awakened, even if he is a god, he can kill him!" Hua Zhentian, Zhu Chongyang, Wan Xi'an are all in the blood, watching Fang Han with a look of sorrow.
Although Zhu Chongyang is not a Chinese family, he has long been a sideline of the Chinese family.
"Yes, let him be more powerful, but also the power of Hua Tianjun. The power of the entire feathered kingdom is not what he can contend with."
"Hua Tianjun finally woke up and killed him. We can find the five old Chinese, and then join hands to win the emperor and force him to abdicate! See what he wants to do, even if he enters the feathers. Among them, we can put him in prison forever."
Hua Zhentian roared, a small Yuanxian, actually wanted to imprison the Emperor.
At this moment, the power of Fang Han was pushed to the maximum, and suddenly a terrible blow was made, killing against the blood, the Zen Emperor, the ghost Wu Shengtu, the book of the era, the Eight Buddhism must face the blood Kill a blow.
"Junior!"
Just when all the power was going to break the blood, suddenly, Hua Tianjun actually made a sound, and the time in the entire emergence of the heavens began to reverse, and the power was so great.
All the attacks of Fang Han stopped.
Hua Tianjun seems to wake up completely.
"Peace, the feather door is created by me, no one can be stunned, you are infected with artifacts, I will return soon. All the disciples of the feathers listen, I now declare that the Emperor, and this junior are the sinners of the feathers. After escaping from the sect, from then on, it is no longer a disciple of Yuhuamen. Everyone has to succumb to it, and the new generation of Yuhuamen teaches, and soon after, it must return, his name is Huatiandu!"
The voice of Hua Tianjun, between the moments, rolling and moving, spread throughout the entire feathering kingdom.
Subsequently, his big hand, pressed down to Fang Han.
"Tianjun has shot? Chaos Tianjun, still can't you come out?" Fang Han's full-body mana suddenly concentrated, but his heart was not panic, he calculated a huge opportunity in the dark, he could not be frustrated here. .
"Hua Tianjun, what are you? A dead body, the gods are so heavy that they can hardly recover."
Suddenly, on the head of Hua Tianjun, the void broke, and a treasure of light came down. It is not the idea of ??chaos, but it seems to be a magic weapon, a magical idea of ??incomparable tyranny.
This magic weapon, in the light and shadow, majesty seems to suppress all people on the spot, a huge treasure, condensed the shape.
The scepter, the body is full of epic, legendary atmosphere, a little first-class turn, inserted into the head of Hua Tianjun, squatting, Hua Tianjun's virtual shadow body, it shows the trace of cracks.
The atmosphere in the feathered kingdom, suddenly like a wild horse, rampage, no more condensed atmosphere.
"The legendary stick!"
When the pressure of the Seven Emperors was loose, they saw this ghost stick and realized it. This is the sacred fairy of ancient legends and the scepter of Duobao Tianjun.
This sacred product, in the age of Taikoo, is the supreme being of the beautiful prince, and now it is actually for the sake of what?
"Is it! This wind is the successor of Duobao Tianjun?"
"Is there a shelter for Heavenly King?"
"The legendary stick has appeared, breaking Hua Tianjun! This power can't compete at all! We can't intervene in the contest between big men."
"Duobao Tianjun is the first master of the origin of the Emperor Xian. The same year, even Hua Tianjun can not match, holding the legendary stick, defending the power of the origin of the king. If it is really he supports the wind, then We are afraid that we will change the world."
The legendary rod, hit down, destroyed the shadow of Hua Tianjun, suspended in the air, a little turn, and even completely dispersed, the entire feathered heaven restored calm.
Fang Han did not know why this legendary stick suddenly helped himself.
But what wisdom is he? I immediately calculated it: "Yes, it must be chaotic. Heavenly king enters the treasure world. It has reached an agreement with the powerful people in the treasure world. It is a good calculation. Now I have become a descendant of Duobao Tianjun, and I am about to enter the heavenly genius battle. In the middle, there is a lot of identity. It is much safer."
The calculation of the perfect Tianjun, it really is a chain of interlocking, dripping water does not leak, so that Fang Han feels great, step by step to pave the way for themselves.
Otherwise, the identity of Fang Han is always a loophole.
Now, the idea of ??the legendary stick appears, breaking Hua Tianjun, this thing is likely to spread out, you can shape him as the descendant of Duobao Tianjun, with this orthodox identity, walking in heaven, the first is people There is scruples, and the second is that the identity loophole is completely compensated.
"The blood of the Chinese family is always a cancer, even if Hua Tianjun can't change everything! Hua Tianjun has already died and will not return. I must be able to return to the door. If you want to be strong, you must have a new protection." !"
Fang Han’s heart comprehend and once again mobilized all the power.
Bang!
He stepped out of his foot, and the emptiness was trampled and the blood burst.
"Go! Escape quickly, the general trend has gone, all the Chinese disciples, save the blood, as long as there is a chance to stay, we can make a comeback! Hua Tianjun has returned, and in the near future, it is necessary to return to the Feathering Gate!"
All the saints of the Chinese family, in the blood, walked around.
"Want to go? Not so easy, all the Chinese disciples are staying here! If I let you escape, this time, cleaning will not be successful, but also to the elder brother."
Fang Han’s body moved, but it disappeared out of thin air.
Bang!
A void bursts. Among them, there are three powerful Chinese saints. In the rupture of the void, they are turned into patties, and together with the space are crushed into thin pieces, and the gods are destroyed.
At the same time, in the east, there was another space annihilation. Several saints of the Chinese family screamed and screamed into a **** hole and twisted into pieces.
what! No!
In the West, a passage opens, with a powerful Yuanxian of fifty or sixty Chinese, a semi-holy level and several saints who want to escape, but that passage, a collapse, all the masters of the Chinese, are buried In the channel.
Killing! This is a ** naked killing, no suspense killing. Fang Han carries the power of the dead emperor to the immortal in the eight Buddhism towns. He shot a group of Chinese saints who did not have the emperor sitting in the town. No one can escape.
If the Chinese family appeared at this time, they would be able to delay the Fang Han and let all the saints and disciples escape. Unfortunately, all the five old Chinese were abolished.
The seven great emperors, and other surnames, are not dare to do it. They witnessed the appearance of Hua Tianjun, and the "Tale of Legends" was suppressed and broke through the sacred thoughts of Hua Tianjun. This is a battle involving Tianjun level. How can they be ashamed?
Even if Hua Tianjun was resurrected, he could not deal with Duobao Tianjun, not to mention the sound of the legendary stick. It seems that Hua Tianjun was a living dead. Never recover.
The situation in this is subtle.
Although many emperors and saints respect Hua Tianjun as their founders, they are all "junjies" who have practiced countless years.
What is "Junjie"?
The person who knows the time is Junjie.
Therefore, when Fang Han was killing many saints in the Huahuamen family, they did not take the shots. What's more, they were often suppressed by the Chinese family. Everyone felt more or less in their hearts, now Fang Han They took a sigh of relief when they shot and killed the saint.
The seven emperors looked at Fang Han and sacrificed the ghost Wu Shengtu, Zhangkou a picture, the entire feathering of the heavens, there are densely sacred curiosity spells everywhere, all roads are blocked, the door of the Huajia saint Then a death, became a symbol floating in the air, and finally the Chinese family's blood is less and less, they stand still, look complex.
For a long time, the "Muhuang" spit out three words: "It's going to change."
The feathering gate is going to change.
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