BXBX NOVEL Chapter 865: Fallen ceiling
The sky, the thousands of wormholes in the sky, is the rule of the immortal world that breaks the barrier of the dragon world, destroys the treasure that has just been promoted to the perfection, and obliterates the existence of violation of the rules.
Bang!
At that time, the empty wormhole appeared, and the tens of billions of lightnings poured down. Every lightning bolt pierced the sky, and the bucket was so thick that it didn’t know how many miles. Hit the top of the Eight Buddhism, issued a sound of the Tiangu Thunder, the planet exploded. The light is the sound wave, and you can directly shake the master of the longevity and mystery.
"Well, is this a big robbery? It can\'t be anything. Ordinary thunder robbery. If my celestial penalty is fine, it will be able to be defeated in such a moment, but this thunder is both killing and honing. Under its baptism, the world of the eight Buddhism will be closer and fuller."
At this moment, Fang Han felt full of power, and even felt that among the eight floating sects, many creatures, nebula babies, dragons, indigo and other people have all been promoted to a realm. The breath also entered their bodies.
Of course, the most beneficial benefits are the nine great spirits, the wooden Taoist, the dragons, the shadows, the Luoshuibei, etc. These people’s bodies have been combined with the eight floating sects. Now the eight sects are promoted to the best. The road device immediately rises. As for the natural deities of other spaces in the eight floating sects, they have been greatly baptized.
Numerous mad lightnings, which collapsed and fell into the buoys, were absorbed. The punishment that came down from the immortal world is nothing.
At the same time as the promotion of the Eight Buddhism, Fang Han’s body, the power is also skyrocketing, a faint confession and the communication of the fairy world appear in the center of the world of the life, the "tortoiseshell"-like artifacts, the non-stop rotation To break through the gates of the fairy world, the soul explores the mystery of the fairy world, and changes the law of the hole into the law of the fairy.
"Fang Han, although the refining of the Eighth Buddhism is successful, but the punishment of the immortal world is not only these, you must not take it lightly. This punishment of the fairy world often takes several hours, even days. I used to see the Protoss. A talented young man, who was fined in the fairyland, and the levy was carried out for half a month, and his body was shaken into powder."
Just after the voice fell, suddenly, the mad thunder suddenly increased several times, the bucket of thick thunder, and then expanded to the size of the hill, the thunder mountain of the seat, fell directly, a little glimpse on the eight Buddhism, the float A shake.
"Ancient mountain mine!" Fang Han\'s face changed.
He cultivated the general rules of the heavens and thunders of Fang Qingxue, and immediately knew that this Leishan is one of the most mysterious kinds of Xianlei. Whenever it appears, the master of the mixed environment must be seriously injured. The masters of the kingdom of the kingdom must be shaken into powder.
"The power of the buoy, the concise rules, the congenital avenue, the resolution of the levy." Faced with this, Fang Han could not help but shot out of the body, and rushed into the interior of the Eight Buddhism, and the people were unified into one. The dragon opened his mouth and swallowed all the gods and thunders that were like mountains. They forcibly resolved.
However, after a while, the giant thunder of the giant mountain suddenly changed, and the small purple-blooded ceiling fell in it.
"The fallen ceiling!"
The wind white feathers face is changed again. Obviously, this purple black seems to be a solid **** ceiling, which is obviously more powerful than the ancient mountain mine.
Oh! Oh!
Every smallpox landed on the body of the ruined ancestors, and there was a burst of green smoke on the body. The dragon scales seemed to be burned through. The eternal ancestors of Fang Han’s incarnation were angry and roaring, and the dragon light emerged from them, beginning to resist the erosion of the “fallen ceiling”.
"It is actually a fallen ceiling. Only when our Protoss has crossed the sacred sacred robbery and become a god, this robbery will appear. Every single smallpox, landing, can kill the master of the mixed environment." It’s impossible for a monk to have this number of days."
The sinister goddess, the Mona gods face each other.
This fallen ceiling, when the human monks crossed the sinister thunder, will not appear, only the kind of race that clearly violates the rules of the immortality, the people who are against the sky will land, and now, the number of the eight battalions is actually Will land this fallen ceiling. It can be seen how bad this magic weapon is.
"It\'s so powerful, it\'s a degenerate, but with this smallpox to wash the body, the eight floats are more refined!" Fang Han haha smiled, flashing, and there was a milky white light. Under the Holy Light, the eight buoys oscillated Actually, the fallen ceilings were scattered, and then the dragons were violently torn, thousands of time and space wormholes, and celestial punishments were all broken. All the space was closed, and the number of eight battalions was finally dispersed. .
Then the black scent exudes a sacred luster, and finally the eight bas-reliefs of the true sacredness appear in the void, and the square is separated from the realm of the human treasure. A little rotation, almost all the martial arts masters of the genius, the master of the genius, I saw that the floating turf was suspended, and there were 2,999 worlds in which the world was changing. The two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine worlds had the sun and the moon. The stars, the thunder and the clouds, the vast ocean, the high gorge Pinghu, the hilly fields, the world\'s space, are vast and vast, the four seasons are running, different, and the vitality of the dragons, in which the clouds and rain, close to the world of three thousand, It is *** operation, but every world\'s operation, according to a certain trajectory, constitutes a supreme array.
And eight magic weapons, hidden in deeper depths of time and space, control everything close to three thousand small worlds.
"The power of these eight floating sects is really boundless. Even if it is a master of true immortals, it is difficult to escape the end of being slain." The great emperors of the five major sects whispered.
"Unfortunately, unfortunately, 2,999 worlds have not yet been completed. To be truly perfect, there must be 3,000 worlds. But if three thousand worlds have really evolved, I am afraid that the law of immortality will change. It’s a fairy. If you want to make the eight floats into a fairy, you can’t do the real fairy. At least you need a level of Jinxian, and sacrifice yourself. And the materials are not collected.”
Feng Baiyu shook his head and seemed to be very dissatisfied with the eight buoys: "The current eight-headed buoy, although the power is large, but in essence, it is still a perfect weapon. If it collides with the fairy, it will inevitably be hurt. In the mysterious robbery of the Xuanhuang big world, the magic weapon of a level of the genius is definitely coming out. The eight bas-reliefs are inevitably dwarfed."
"Yes? I know." Fang Han smiled slightly: "Now the eight bas-reliefs have refining two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine worlds. They are still in a world of finale. I can\'t evolve. I must have a fairy. The law can only evolve, but I have been thinking for a long time, suddenly thinking, using thirty-three days to treasure, to complete this point, change to this last world, only thirty-three to the treasure, this supreme baby, only Can be the last point of the Eight Buddhism! Instead of the Fairy Law, I will take a look at the combination of these two, the eight floats will change into what it looks like."
Between the talks, Fang Han punched out, countless materials, and thirty-three days to the treasure, the Zhongpin Daofei flew into the eight floats, while at the same time, his whole person, with thirty-three days Zhibao, also entered the eight floats.
"Speed in, wind white feather! Help me refine the thirty-three days to treasure, as long as the refining success of this baby, with the vision of heaven and earth, we can really step into the realm of the virtual fairy."
"Do you really want to combine the thirty-three days of treasure with the eight floats? This is very dangerous, two different kinds of treasures, will conflict, there is only one in the end, it is completely destroyed." Feng Bai Yu was shocked.
"No problem, I have enough confidence." Fang Handao: "The four great immortals, the two great gods, all come in! All the disciples, outside the ***, Cangsheng big seal, Huang Quantu, shrouded the four wild!"
The mighty powers flew out and shrouded everything. In this cemetery of the dragon, Fang Han is going to start making a big deal, truly making a virtual fairy, and crossing the fairyland.
Moreover, it was spent with Feng Baiyu and achieved no job.
Both of them are people who violated the rules of the immortal world. Fang Han shared the destiny of the electric mother Tianjun, and Feng Baiyu was related to the end of the Protoss, and he was built into five mixed holes.
The two men’s celestial boundaries are not ruthless.
Just when Fang Han shrouded all the space, in the refining of the thirty-three days to the treasure, in a mysterious place in the dragon world, a few mysterious voices, in the secret discussion of what seems to be aware It’s here.
"How many years have passed, some people have lurked into the cemetery of the dragon, refining our dragons, the legendary eight floats. In order to refine this piece of treasure, I collected materials for 100,000 years, but at the last congested moment, the explosion of vitality It was destroyed, and there was no refining success. It was a painful heart. Now someone has succeeded in refining, and it is a group of juniors."
"Yes, this group of juniors is simply daring, lurking into the cemetery of our dragons, secretly refining the magic weapon, thinking that we can\'t find it?"
"The reason why we don\'t move him is to see what he is playing."
"Hey! Ignorance juniors, it seems that I still want to refine a supreme baby, make up for the defects of the eight floats, how could it be successful. Take the shot and take the eight floats."
"Don\'t worry, let\'s take a look. These eight Buddhisms are ours sooner or later. I woke up from the retreat and called you up for this matter. This time, thanks to this time, I was close to the cemetery of the dragon. I felt it. Unusual fluctuations in vitality, otherwise it can\'t be found. We don\'t want to stun the snake first, if we run away, we can\'t draw it. Wait for the best time, pick up these people. Just get the eight floats, and the free float of the world. Our power, in the dragon world, will be able to swell again... The 360,000-year-old Gunlong Conference also has the qualification to speak..."
In that hidden conversation space, several powerful people like dragons are planning what to do.