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He displayed the ghost martyrdom sacred map, and combined with the ghost power of Ghost Wu Shengjun, did not escape.

I don\'t know what level Fang Han has reached.

"Impossible. With the ghost martial arts map, I communicated with the tomb of Ghost Wu Shengjun. It is impossible for anyone to shake me out of the air." The impermanence was shocked, and the horror on his face became more and more intense. Force, actually can not escape, who else can escape from the party under the cold hand that day?

"Under my hand, everything will not be possible."

Fang Han grabbed the impermanence with one hand, and the empty space covered the deep rumbling of the king\'s thread: "I will kill you while charging this king\'s pulse! You are optimistic!"

Bang!

The king\'s spirit, the volley flew up, turned into countless long rivers, and entered the huge portal behind Fang Han. To Tianmen is the gate of the highest heaven. In the rumors, cultivation to the highest realm can accommodate the heavens. However, although it is now a Chinese fairy, it has already shown enough power. It is not difficult to collect this king-level spirit with the power of Fang Han.

The king\'s spirit, the realm of the ancestors can only be collected.

However, Fang Han is still Jin Xian.

However, his strength has reached the realm of the ancestors, and even the immortal ancestor, he can not help him, of course he can charge the king\'s pulse.

This kingly spirit is the greatest asset.

The reason why he collects when he is smashing impermanence is to use the power of this kingly spirit to completely annihilate impermanence! Kill.

Endless king-level spiritual pulse, rumbling into the Tianmen behind the square cold, every moment, his strength began to grow, impermanence is heart-breaking.

“Thousands of Magic Shadows!”

"The impermanence of nine mysteries!"

"Take out the Zuresuo!"

"The Emperor Shadow kills the road!"..........

I have displayed dozens of non-governing techniques and lore, but I can\'t get rid of Fang Han\'s containment. Fang Han\'s grasp is covered in all directions, as if a god-like furnace enveloped him, and it started. Refinery.

Fang Han is a peerless murderer. While collecting the king\'s spirit, he is using the power of the king\'s spirit to refine the impermanence.

"Oh! It’s too embarrassing."

"He turned out to be so impermanent."

"The impermanence is the first culprits in the heavens. It is horrifying to kill people everywhere. I can\'t think of a nemesis today. It is really awkward."

"With refining the impermanence, we can sit back and relax."

"No one knows that we have killed so many masters and can make a fortune."

The fisherman, the imaginary cloud, feels that the overall situation has been set, and it is easy to get up. With Fang Han, the sorcerer and the murderer, they feel that they can walk sideways in the future.

"Wind, everything about you, I will not say it, keep my mouth shut, how do we reach an agreement?" Impermanence in the cover of Fang Han\'s claws, how can the conflict not go out, finally afraid, and began to compromise.

"It’s only time to start compromising, is it late?"

Fang Han did not show mercy, and a spurt of energy spurted out, and the eight floaters flew out and fell to the top of the impermanent head, and the tens of billions of dragon-shaped flames were entangled.

It was burned by the buoyant dragon fire, and the energy of the impermanence of the whole body began to melt like a candle.

"Wind, I don\'t share the sky with you! I am a ancestors, I am invincible, how can I be refining like this! I am the strongest."

Impermanence around the body, the spirit began to boil, his eyebrows flashed a thunder: "You are forcing me! I will let you see, I lost half of the life, the show of the Emperor Hong Lie will not destroy Xuan Gong! ”

Bang!

His body suddenly split into two halves, and he was born again from the body and gave birth to a royal man. The endless life begins to burn.

Qihuang Honglie does not destroy Xuan Gong!

This is another killing trick among the emperors.

Representing the martial art.

The Emperor of the Air is among the emperors and is more mysterious than the Emperor. Qihuang Honglie does not destroy Xuan Gong is a great killing trick that has been accomplished by human beings. Power can destroy all tangible, intangible existence.

"Want to get out of the way? Jade burns? Nothing is possible!"

Fang Han’s hands hit the Jiyuan Shenquan, and the greater power rushed to the past with impermanence.

boom!

Impermanence seems to be an explosion of the Emperor, a huge crowd of power, the eight battalions are all washed away, his shadow is mixed in the explosion of the air, flashed a flash, disappeared.

Fang Hanjun’s moment, stepping out again, his face showed a cruel sneer, and sent a suction to the Tianmen, sucking down the entire piece of the void, just sucking in the king’s veins and burning It’s up.

Oh, the world is crying.

The impermanent shadow reappears in the whirlpool.

"Do not!"

Impermanence caused a desperate roar.

This time he is a poor man, and there is no means to truly display it.

"Young people, have to spare people and forgive people..." When the impermanence was inhaled by Fang Han into the Tianmen, suddenly, an old voice was transmitted, and a bone tower appeared in the air.

This bone tower does not know how it appeared.

As soon as it appeared, Fang Han’s vitality spread out, and the huge invisible power spread out, which made Fang Han have a taste that could not be grasped.

"This bone tower! It is the bone tower in the murderous land. I killed Murongshi there."

Fang Han immediately thought about it: "Who is coming!" He shouted, stepping over in the past, and his fist hit the bone tower. But the huge bone tower is a little rotation, it will resolve the power of Fang Han, understatement, which conveys the voice: "Little friend, this impermanence qualification is very good, you can be my descendant, you will let him once How? I am a bone saint!"

"Bone St.!" Fang Han body moved, and then retired.

"Little friends, your future achievements must be supreme, and the old will be your feelings. Today is a good relationship here. To compensate you, this impermanence of the ghosts of the holy figure you take away! In a hurry, you must find a descendant and teach him the way of the bones."

Hey!

The bone tower absorbed the impermanence and then flew out.

Fang Han took it: "Bone St., you have to leave your way, it is better to pass it on to me. I am much more powerful than that."

"You? You have already created your own way. I have taught you more than just a supernatural power. It is not important to you. You can rest assured that this impermanence is in my hands, at least to practice thousands. A world of heaven. I can\'t reveal your message at all, and I promise that he won\'t be against you at all after he comes out."

The old voice in the bone tower is "Bone St."

"Okay." Fang Han blinked: "I will make a good relationship with you."

"Thank you, don\'t forget the feelings of today when you make the Supreme Heavenly Way." The bones of the bones were rotated and disappeared.

Fang Han stared at the bones and walked in the direction. After watching it for a long time, this regained his gaze: "This bone is really unfathomable, but why is it polite to me?"

"Forget it, since he said that impermanence will not reveal my news, presumably it will not be a fake. I will charge this king-level spirit. After charging, I can go."

Between the speeches, his body moved, the suction was greater, and he turned into thirty-three bodies, exerting thirty-three times of combat power, and sacrificed a great battle around this king-level spiritual pulse.

Thirty-three times the strength of the force, this king-level spirit finally couldn’t stand it, flew up, and turned into a dragon that didn’t know how many billions of miles, the dragon of the king flew into the Tianmen .

"A kingly spirit is charged!"

The virtual cloud, the fisherman cheers, this is an unimaginable wealth, and only the thirty-three times the strength of Fang Han can be successful.

"Wind, what is the bone of the bones? I have never heard of it."

"I have never heard of it, but there seems to be some images. A long time ago, before countless days and years ago, there was a magical seven saints. The first was Cang Sheng, the descendant of Yuanshi Mozong. His magic weapon was a mountain. It is called Cangshan. Bone St....Yes! There is also the corpse! It is the corpse of the corpse of the corpse that you just killed."

The illusory cloud recalls something recorded in some ancient books.

"This Ghost Wujun\'s grave is not a place to talk. Since we got this king\'s spiritual vein, the ghost Wu Shengjun\'s residual map. You should leave here and say it!" Fang Han felt that the ghost Wu Shengjun grave seems to be changing again, he The mind immediately shook out the shadow of the Umbrella.

I feel that it is not right.

Hey!

He brought up two women, and the traveler was boundless, and immediately left the grave of the ghost Wu Shengjun.

The next moment, appeared in the long bones of the white bones, saw the tomb of the ghost Wu Shengjun, suddenly rotated, numerous white hair wrapped the tomb, a respected Jinxian big man rushed out from the tomb, as if met a ghost .

"No, the Protoss army completely controlled this grave."

"Go! The Protoss army, killing!"

"Almost all of the Makino family have been killed by the Protoss!"

Many of the great powers of the Golden Immortal, do not want to start to escape.

Fang cold and cold smile, directly rushed, flew out of the long bones of the bones, and even reached the sea of ​​chaos.

"Wind, here you have gotten too many benefits, and you will soon be promoted to become a ancestors." Above the boundless sea, the imaginary clouds and Bi Linger got out and looked at the square cold At sea, it seems that a big man is rising.

"Not bad. But I have to spend time, completely refining the eight prisoner law enforcement disciples, getting all their magical powers. Promoting the ancestors, it will take some time, can not be hasty." Fang Han smiled: "Now now Zuxian, I can kill! Crossing the realm, killing a strong presence is not a problem."