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Fang Han can use this blood to calculate some of Hua Tianjun\'s various news. Then combined with the breath of Huatiandu, from which to calculate all kinds of clues.

Now Zhou Tianyi\'s power is much stronger, because the promotion of the whole thirty-three days to the treasure, the promotion of this magic weapon has reached a subtle realm, and there is really a temperament of Zhou Tian\'s atmosphere.

After Fang Han stood up, he adjusted the vitality of the body, and dripped the blood of Hua Zhentian into it. He was immediately wrapped up in a true air, and he calculated the blood of Tianjun.

The breath of Hua Tiandu, Fang Han is completely mimetic. He was in the secular world, and Hua Tian had vowed to enmity, ten years of the covenant, although later it was because Hua Tian was flying up the heavens.

However, this vow is not completed, it is always a pity, and Fang Hanxin feels that there must be some kind of clues between Huatiandu and Huatianjun, which cannot be ignored. In case Huatian is the reincarnation of Hua Tianjun, it is only difficult to overcome the other side in the future.

Fang Han knows deeply how terrible the reincarnation of Tianjun is.

The reincarnation of these heavenly kings is unmatched, and the progress is rapid, far beyond the general existence, even if the reincarnation of the Emperor is not comparable.

To the reincarnation of the Emperor, all of them are invincible geniuses, but they can\'t be compared with the reincarnation of Tianjun. If it is really the reincarnation of Tianjun, look at Fang Qingxue.

Although Fang Hanqi encounters again and again, Fang Qingxue\'s practice speed is not slower than Fang Han, and sometimes the realm is more than.

As for the truth, it is not the reincarnation of the Emperor Tianjun, but a reincarnated adult of the night emperor. It is equivalent to the slave of the night emperor. Otherwise, it is impossible for Fang Han to defeat him.

"Now, let me see, this Huatianjun is not reincarnation and has become Huatian."

Fang Han fingers move, the vitality of the whole body, it condenses into a shadow, this shadow, wearing cyan clothes, large sleeves fluttering, there is a trend of swallowing mountains and rivers, between the fingers, freezing the world.

This is the illusion of Hua Tiandu.

No, it is a form with real flesh and blood.

Fang Han now has the ability to fully utilize the creation and emptiness into a real person. He uses his memory of meeting with Hua Tiandu to re-create a fleshy, fleshy, characterful and soulful Huatian!

Zhou Tianyi, according to the memory of Fang Han, all the forms, appearances, sounds, and character of Huatiandu are all calculated to be perfect, just like the Huatian in the secular.

Fang Han is using the power of creation, re-condensing flesh and blood, rules, and even a variety of Taoist magical powers, to restore Huatian.

Fang Han’s application of the Taoist technique did not conceal the public, but was displayed in public.

Xiaoxiehuang, Xiaoyuhuang did not know what he was going to do, but did not dare to ask. They all know that Fang Han’s every move is profound. Absolutely not speculative.

A man in a blue dress gradually gathered into a shaped body, full of flesh and blood, but everyone did not know Huatian.

The man was created among the three breaths by Fang Han from the void. He had the soul thought, and suddenly he opened his eyes and saw the square cold in front of him. He said: "How do I live?" Will it be here? I am not a dead body, is it in Taiyi?"

"who are you!"

Hua Tiandu looked at Fang Han in front of him.

Fang Han’s face is the “wind” after transformation. There is no trace of the original, even the saint can’t see his original face, because his current body, which is composed of the crystal **** country, can be arbitrarily turned into Countless appearances.

Fang Han looked at Hua Tiandu, which he had created in front of him. When he waved his hand, he took Hua Tiandu into his own crystal **** country, forcibly mixed with Zhou Tianyi, the drop of blood.

The blood of Hua Zhentian, the power of the blood of the heavenly king, entered the body of this "Hua Tiandu" created by Fang Han.

This "Hua Tiandu" created by the air absorbs the blood power of Hua Tianjun. Suddenly, the whole body exudes a secret atmosphere. The black hair flutters, and the roots are like a snake, deep into the void.

Hey!

Fang Han immediately mobilized Zhou Tianyi, and even used the fate of the eight floats to see the fate of the trajectory, and the small fate was also motivated.

A long river of destiny appeared on the head of Hua Tiandu, quietly peeping.

Hey! Hey! The Huatiandu that was created has merged with the blood of Tianjun, and his eyes are sharp, and he sees through the void. When he reaches out, he directly grasps the future.

Fang Han screamed: "Not good!" Because he felt that in the process of calculation, in the midst of it, a force that could be reached silently came suddenly. Infused into the body of Hua Tiandu that he created.

And that Huatian is no longer a jealousy, but becomes a big man, a person can stand out from the crowd and look down on the existence of the eternal life.

In Zhou Tianyi, this Huatian has made a rolling voice: "Fang Han? I know your original name, called Fang Han. Actually, I still want to peep at my mystery? It is simply looking for death."

This voice is not Huatian.

It comes from a different space, strong presence, this powerful existence, no doubt, is the legendary Hua Tianjun.

Fang Han’s heart is already a big shock, because in the moment, the shape of Hua Tian, ​​which he created, has become more and more inflated and unbelievable. He has to rupture the world directly in Zhou Tianyi.

If you let the other party continue to grow like this, then it is likely to completely explode, your body can not support, completely fried into powder.

"Give me the pressure!"

Fang Han’s will suddenly entered Zhou Tianyi and turned into his own real body. A boxing out, thirty-three days of making a **** fist, a fierce explosion, thirty-three times the fighting power, rushing into a tide, condensed into a yuan Point, against Hua Tiandu formed a killing.

"The creation of stealing is not your own creation. Thirty-three days to make a **** fist, not like this, let me teach you! Fang Han!"

Hey!

In the air that didn’t know where it was, there was a strong blessing on the body of this “Hua Tiandu” created by Fang Han. This “Hua Tiandu”’s face moved and actually flashed out for thirty-three days. Shadow, power condensed, actually also played the same thirty-three days of making God fist, thirty-three times the combat power?

The two punches hit in Zhou Tianyi and immediately broke out with a devastating storm.

"Time is free from Wang Fo, suppressing vitality!"

Fang Hansheng was afraid of defeating Zhou Tianyi, and he had to re-cultivate himself. At the moment of the explosion of vitality, when the sky was empty, a golden symbol appeared, and the time of the self-deprecating Wang Buddha’s illusion appeared again. The golden robes, barefoot **** appeared in the air. . Actually turned into an aperture, the pressure of the explosion has been suppressed.

And that Huatian was in a collision with Fang Han, and the form began to collapse. After all, it was a transmission of power, and here is the market of Taikoo. Even Tianjun is hard to pass on the idea.

"Hey! Kid, count your luck, this ancient market is the prisoner of the King of Immortals. This seat is not convenient to transmit power, but as long as you go out, it will not escape my killing."

At the moment when the form collapses, the idea is passed over, which makes people feel terrified.

Fang Han was not afraid, suddenly took the opportunity, a small fate book hit the past, suddenly the clouds dissipated, he saw a scene in the air.

In a place of nothingness, an incomparably tall body, lying quietly in a coffin, this tall body, do not know whether it is dead, or temporarily sleeping, and in front of the coffin, sit A small sesame-sized person, this person is a normal form, setting off the tall body of the coffin.

"Hua Tiandu!"

Fang Han looked at it, and the person sitting in front of the huge coffin was Hua Tiandu.

Hua Tiandu seems to be practicing a kind of supernatural powers. Between breathing and breathing, the enormous body in the coffin begins to breathe slowly with his breathing rhythm.

"What kind of situation is this?"

Fang Han once again calculated that the image was completely scattered, there was no sign, and no more clues could be found.

Fang Han continued to calculate, but it could not be revealed. And that drop of blood evaporated from the air, completely destroyed.

"What kind of situation is it? In the coffin, the tall body? Sitting in front of the coffin to practice the Huatian capital?" Fang Han shook his head, how can not calculate the correct answer.

However, the tall body lying in the coffin is obviously the body of Hua Tianjun, and Hua Tianjun has nothing to do with Hua Tianjun. It is not known.

As for where the coffin is, Fang Han has no clue.

Unless his cultivation is a step further, becoming a fairy, or even a saint, it is possible to recalculate some clues.

"Wind brother, what did you just calculate?"

"Oh, there is nothing. I got a trace of blood from Hua Zhentian. Using his blood, I used to calculate the whereabouts of our founder Hua Tianjun." Fang Han faint.

"What? In the end, did you calculate it?" Xiao Yu Huang Xiaqiu quickly said.

"Throwing out some clues, but looking at the flowers in the fog, it is not clear, it seems that I have to be promoted to a higher level before I can finally see clearly." Fang Han nodded, giving a mysterious taste.

"I feel the atmosphere of a small stone emperor. It is a strong stone."

Xia Zhiqiu is about to talk. Suddenly, when his face changes, he sees the suffocation in front of him, and a stone is faintly diffused.

Some monsters, screaming everywhere, seem to feel that a great danger is coming, they must escape this stone.

Fight, fight!

The sound of a stock, transmitted from the stone gas, Fang Han saw that some tyrannical beasts were contaminated with this stone, actually completely petrified, turned into stone.