Chapter 943 soul karaoke
Fang Han actually exhibited "Tianyuan Yi Bang", and he did not know whether he was taught when he and Linglong Xianzun were united, or he just used Zhou Tianyi to calculate it. This "Tianyuan Yibang" is powerful, actually and exquisite. When Xianzun killed the son of Dark Blue, it was exactly the same.
The law of immortality is condensed into one point and concentrated into "Tianyuan". The yuan of heaven.
This "Tianyuan strike" needs to consume the law of Xiandao, but Fang Han just killed all the masters of the world, and there are more than a dozen Tianxian encounters to reach his poisonous hands. In one share, it is enough to have the law of immortality needed to display Tian Yuan’s blow.
"kill!"
Tian Yuan’s blow was accompanied by the void, the millions of devils crying, the gods blessing, the voices of the Buddhas and singers, the condensed into a little finger light, and also shot to the head of Makino’s sky.
Makino's body was shaking and his face was dignified. At this moment, he also felt a huge murder. Looking at Fang Han's eyes, he was no longer looking at the face of the "outbreaking adventure".
"Master the holy law, ruling the first style of the seven styles, the melody of heaven and earth!"
Suddenly, he played the singularity of the sacred law, and many of the sacred avenues of the 3,000th avenues were condensed into one, released, and slamming, the sacred sacred sacred martial arts, burning, actually changed into A beating note, melody, a soothing, yet intense movement.
Booming ... oh, it seems that the beasts are screaming, and it seems that the celestial sings, the jade woman brags, the buddha beats the drums, the gods beat, the music melody rushes out, and it condenses on the big hands of Makino. The ruling on the light, solidified the time, ruled the law, and ruled out time and space.
Hey!
The Makino sky, the big hands gathered, played the ruling of the seventh style, the melody of heaven and earth.
At this moment, the melody of the fluctuations of the heavens and the earth all follow the vitality of his body, without any slight deviation and omission. The whole body of his soul is inlaid into the melody of the heavens and the earth, like heaven and earth, not heaven and earth, in the midst of it is wonderful, the mysterious and mysterious, the door of the wonderful.
The big hand of Makino’s sky once again showed the majesty. The melody of the heavens and the earth was knocked out. Actually, he seized the golden mang of Tianyuan’s blow, and suddenly squeezed it and crushed it.
He actually broke the "Tianyuan strike".
"This is the melody of heaven and earth. He is mysterious and mysterious. He has already set himself into the fluctuations of the heavens and the earth. This is the beginning of the legend and the way to comprehend the mysterious fairy. Do he have to understand the laws of the fairy tales? Dominating the Holy Law has cultivated the ruling of the Seventh Formula!"
"Yes, the mysterious and mysterious mood is the beginning of the Taoist Way."
"Xuanxian's way, comprehend, it is possible to step into the realm of Xuanxian. We have been a god, it has been millions of years, and it is impossible to understand Xuanxian. After millions of years, it will be turned into dust. It's dust. But he's different. He can understand the mysterious way, and he may be promoted to a mysterious fairy in the future. His life is many times longer than ours!"
"Tianyuan hit, that Fang Hanshi exhibited the legendary Tianyuan strike, still no effect. It was ruled by the seven styles."
"Under this, the cold is probably dangerous."
"It's no wonder that Makino is so arrogant. He does have arrogant capital. I don't know if I can kill Fang Han this time."
"Haha, killing Fang Han's kid, you can get his eight floats. After the animal husbandry refining the eight floats, I was afraid that it was the first person between heaven and earth."
"Indeed, our Makino family can also get his wing of freedom, the law of the fairy in the body!"
Countless gods, intertwined, electric stone fire, flashing countless fires in the void, are many ancient big figures marveling at the first fight between Fang Han and Makino.
"Fang Han, the little man is a small person, and he will never be a hegemon and a giant. You still want to be the ally of this time? It’s a delusion. This time I met me, it means your previous luck, none of them. The adventures on you. Always to be with me, because you are only a small person, and my animal husbandry is the king of war, the Makino family, the noble blood."
Makino smashed the "Tianyuan strike", laughed and made a proud voice, and went forward, the smile was converging, the whole man's majesty was more intense, as if the lords of the heavens dominated, the mountains surrendered, the stars surrendered. The five elements surrendered, the yin and yang surrender, his tall and stalwart body completely overwhelmed the momentum of Fang Han, his hands repeatedly produced endless handprints, handprints between waving, playing hundreds of millions of secrets, complex textures, put that The original heaven and earth melody rose again.
"The ruling of the seventh style, the second type! Soul triumph!"
Hey!
Between the animal husbandry and the body standing upright, he played the ruling of the seventh style, the soul of the song. One stroke of this trick came out, and everyone saw it. There were hundreds of great fairy tales. Together, they seemed to form a unique soul. These souls played a song.
In the presence of countless monks, the souls are shuddering, and there is an unbearable impulse in the heart, and they also sing triumphant songs, praising the great power of the wilderness.
This is the soul of the song, compared to the previous move "the celestial melody" is more tyrannical, more overbearing, more mysterious, more untestable, show it, all the triumphant songs, shrouded to Fang Han, put him The dragons of the whole body were shocked.
"The ruling of the seven styles has only been applied to the second form. It is such a power. If it is applied to the seventh style, what is the final style?"
"I don't know how many squares can this cold be able to resist?"
"The ruling of the Seventh Style is really too strong. In the rumor, it was the strongest martial arts of Wang Tianjun. When it was exhibited, countless ancient Heavenly Kings must retreat." Many big people saw Makino’s scorpion showing this trick, soul triumph Can't imagine, to what extent does the latter five-style tyrannical reach?
Just then, Fang Han moved.
His whole person turned into an invisible cloud of smoke, and the wing of freedom behind it seemed to be an eagle, soaring in the sky, breaking through layers and getting freedom.
The killing of the soul triumphant, layered bombardment on his body, but all transmitted through the past, can not bombard him, it seems that he has not existed at all.
"Makino is so mad, you are too mad, I really don't want to let you go. I will kill you to death, let you know, what is true horror and despair. Let you know that your so-called war king Tianjun is noble The blood is nothing but a stinky meat." Fang Hanfu shook straight up, stepping into the clouds, step by step, ignoring the attack of the soul Kaige.
"When you fight, Wang Tianjun's noble blood is dead!" Makino's eyes became blood red, his hands changed, his breath expanded again, and numerous whirlpools in his body suddenly sprang out: "You actually look down on our noble blood, then I will let you Seeing insights, how powerful is the power of this noble blood. How is the stalwart endless. The ruling of the seventh style, the blood of the heavens!"
This style was shot, and suddenly a faint blush in the void, a **** force descended from the sky, blessed in the body of the wilderness, his body, suddenly there is a breath of the ancient heavenly king, his On the body, a thick vein, suddenly bulging, this vein, like the roots of the big tree, rooted into the fairy world, absorbing a stream of gas that is similar to chaos but not chaos, is actually the beginning of the gas.
"Tianmai! He is the inheritor of Tianmai. The true heir to the ancient Heavenly King, actually has a unique Tianmai, can draw the gas of the Yuanshi that has disappeared. In the legend, even if it is the fairy world, this is not the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty. It is easy to learn, and it is the object of some ancient big forces. With the beginning of the Yuan, the talents can further cultivate, otherwise, if you want to improve the realm, it is impossible!"
"This is the Tianmai? The seventh form of the ruling is actually the power to stimulate the pulse in the blood. Take the gas of the Yuan!"
"More than that, this is the source of blood, and there are extremely powerful changes in it."
"Fang Han, actually said that the noble blood of my Makino family, will die!" The whole person of the wilderness of the wilderness, rising up, actually caught up with the flight path of the wing of freedom, his ruling hand became blood red as cinnabar The blood palm handprints, slap out, hit the sun and the moon collapse.
"The origin of the **** fist!"
Fang Han turned and stayed in the air, a trick of endless origin, hard to slap each other's tricks, his eyes are indifferent, seemingly dead, empty, and like the eyes of the world's free Wang Buddha, there are some breath of evil.
The two punches collided, and the body of Fang Han did not move. His origins were incarnate and the two divine powers were created. The fist wind suddenly changed and turned into an evil atmosphere.
"Your eyes will become my eyes, your bones will become my scepter, your body will become my totem. Your blood becomes a rune on the totem pole..."
In Fang Han’s body, there seems to be another voice, and it seems that he has changed a person again, a different character, from the ruler of the last universe, to bring to this universe, to regain control. .
boom! The origin of Fang Han’s **** fist, the big hand is a reminder, suddenly the evil forest, turned into a dead gray dry big hand, carrying the most evil thing in the last universe, come down, directly put the blood of the ruling seventh style Break it.
The blood source of Tianmai ruptured.
Makino did not expect that Fang Han actually displayed such evil things as the source of evil. The big gray hand seems to have condensed countless evils and pulled him into the abyss of sin. His noble blood has a kind of blood. The feeling of being polluted and being degraded.
"Ah! You dare to display such evil things, licking my blood, my blood is noble, and I can't tolerate it." Makino's body stunned and evaded the dry hands and began to fight back.
"Your skull will be my glass of sacrifice!"
Fang Han Meng’s shock, the dead gray big hand swelled ten times and grabbed the head of Makino’s sky.
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