Eternal Life

Chapter 1010: Each of the ministers (2)

Chapter 1010, the ministers (2)

"The legend of the cockroach! Fang Han, this is the legendary sorrow! The holy fairy ware, the treasure of Tianbao once held the supreme treasure."

Suddenly, on the plate of reincarnation, a faint sound was heard.

"Well? Hey, is it you? I thought you were in the process of flying. I can't think of you still alive." Fang Han was shocked.

"I hid into the deepest part of the reincarnation. It was almost collapsed, but I still had a little memory of my soul. Just now, you refining the business, so I got enough strength to wake up. In the heavens My strength is recovering very quickly." I woke up and screamed, very cheerful.

"Tianjie, the last time I followed Huang Quan's emperor into the heavens, I just had a face, and I was confronted by countless immortals' sieges. The troubles were turned upside down. I haven't had a good view of the heavens and the scenery has already fallen." The legend of the legend: "I can't think of it, Shangzi Luo, this kid, actually learned the cultivation method of the legend, and actually wanted to refine this stick into a Chinese fairy, and poured a lot of Da Luo's law on it. He When I want to take advantage of this promotion, I will get the power of legends coming from the void, and I will be promoted to Jinxian."

"Oh? This baby, when it is promoted, will lead to the power of the legend in the void?" Fang Han eyes brightened.

"That is of course, if your wing of freedom can be refined into a Chinese fairy, it will also lead to the real wing of freedom itself. This makes you truly impress the true meaning of freedom. But now you re-refining, It’s not worth the cost of Ronaldo. It’s the stick of the legend, you can try to refine it. Integrate itself.”

"Fortunately, this fairy tale is not refining success. Otherwise, this business is really likely to escape from my hand. As long as I escape a trace of soul, I am not so comfortable."

Fang Han shook the legend and shook it into it. He felt the vast thoughts, various complicated refining techniques, and countless sects. After more than a dozen breaths, he digested some of the mysterious things on this shack.

Whether it is the legendary shackles or the wings of freedom, they are all imitations of the sacred fairy ware. If the refining techniques are understood, there is great benefit to the improvement of their own realm.

As soon as the legendary cockroach enters the body, Fang Han uses the blood to quench it and turns it into a part of the body. The legendary spirit of the stock has filled his own burrows, making him feel more illusory and seemingly incarnate. Become a legend.

"It’s a step closer to the real Jinxian Avenue."

Fang Han nodded and suddenly saw that countless monks in the distance were flying over here. Xuan Zang Lao Dao took the lead and the wing of freedom fanned, emitting a powerful mana.

"Hey, there are so many immortals, there are hundreds of mysterious people, more than 500 gods, many fairy gods! Thousands of thousands! Just a Mangshan, there are so many immortals, heaven is really wonderful "It's mad."

"I have never seen the world." Fang Xiaoxiao laughed and stood up, and the gods and kingdoms were released.

"Daoyou, the entire Mangshan, the heads of thousands of sects, elders, I have invited." Hey! Xuan Zang Laodao flew to the side of Fang Han, Fang Han is a handle, the wing of freedom on his body was collected and fell into his own body.

"Xuanzong Laodao, you don't want to escape!"

"Stand up! You dare to steal the spirit of my black mountain, sin should die, your Xuanzui will destroy the door, really destroy the door!"

"I thought that you are old and dead, but still alive. If you don't know where to get a pair of wings, you dare to steal our veins and die."

Dozens of powerful mantras flew in the air, thousands of miles away from each other, and they played a great sacred sacred sect. They gathered into a torrent, like a meteor, falling apart.

"This is what you invited?" Fang Han smiled at Xuanzang's old road, and the other's old face could not be hanged. As a Xuanzang old man, naturally, please don't move so many sects, you can only steal them. The spirit, causing damage, causing chasing.

"You, when you come, you are safe, I am welcoming you today, and I am not sure."

Fang Hanyi's finger, countless sensational sensation, and the big fairy sorrows have been disintegrated, and then the kingdom of the kingdom expanded, stretching a myriad of space, covering the mountains.

"Be careful, there are masters."

"Speed ??back."

"You see, what happened in the ancient city of Mang, how is it so declining."

"The underground spirits have been taken away."

"Today is not a rumor. The supervision of Tianting stationed in Quanzhou, the king of the Yuhuamen of the Zhongzhou, the genius of the genius of the martial arts, was held in the ancient city of Mang’s banquet? Our heads have gone, how can this happen?"

"I just came back from the party, what happened?"........

Many Xuanxian who had been chasing and killing stopped their steps first.

Behind the gods, the fairy also followed, staying in a large array, watching Fang Han with infinite hostility, among which one of the oldest Xuanxian, looking at Fang Han, suddenly stepped forward: "You are Who, why destroy the ancient city of Mang? Here is the sphere of influence of the heavens, and you will quickly return to the spirit, otherwise the disaster will be between the two."

"When the old real person is right, I don't care who you are, destroying the unity of the thousands of monks in Mangshan. It is a big sin. I am a fan of the white book. I won't spare you. Your mana is powerful, but it is impossible. It is our opponent of so many people."

A scholar who took a white fan with his hand went out and spoke out of the way. He had the momentum of Lingyun and seemed to stand on the commanding heights of morality.

"Daoyou, this person is a master of Confucian Haoqi Academy. He came to Mang Shan alone and opened up the ancient Confucian school. He once and again killed three evil spirits outside the Mongshan Mountains. He even became famous. He even I want to compete with Shangzi Luo, so I didn’t come to the party this time.” Xuanzang Dao immediately greeted each other.

"Yes? Is there such a person? Mangshan actually has such people, it is rare, the Confucian Haoran Academy, can not think of the heavens, and the monks of Confucianism and Taoism, it really surprised me." The cold eyes suddenly stung to the "white fan scholar."

This "white fan scholar" was shocked. Suddenly, the eyes suddenly broke out with a mighty ethos, containing morality, a ghostly and unpredictable opportunity, and more sages, and actually wanted to compete against Fang Han.

"This person is a enchanting person, everyone can kill it!"

When the white fan scholar and Fang Han looked at each other, suddenly a long-song-like call was made, and the surrounding Xuanxian masters were eager to move, and they would kill them in one fell swoop.

"Hey! Not self-reliant!"

Fang Han suddenly, the body disappeared, the next moment appeared in front of the "white fan scholar", the big hand grabbed, changed thousands of magic, thousands of magical powers.

"The ancient Confucianism is coming, the heavens and the earth are awesome! Wanzhou is bloody, my heart is heart!"

The white fan scholar is facing Fang Han, and has played a set of majestic boxing methods. The boxing method is simple and simple. It seems that the ancient humanity is in a big trend, and it has a lot of people.

"Yes, it is authentic Confucianism and martial arts." Fang Han continued to grasp the suffocation and hit the other side.

"You counted!" Bai Fan, a student, laughed, "Great and righteous, Shenxuan Gong! Pick me up, Wan Gu Sheng Xian!"

His hands suddenly formed a "positive" character, and the whole person suddenly got a sacred blessing in the midst of a sage, and his body was tall and stood up in the clouds, such as the sages of the ancient sages.

He is actually taller than Fang Han, and he is suppressed by the righteousness. There is a tendency for the ancient sages to suppress the demons.

"This move, originally I dealt with Shangzi Luo, and he competed with him. Now I have met you, I just show it." The white fan is laughing.

"It's really ignorant." Fang Han shook his head and sent a sigh. He directly shot the "Sacred Law of Heaven". The illusion of the thirty-three days to the treasure was fleeting.

Bang, the giant fan of the celestial sage of the white fan immediately collapsed and turned into nothing. He was incredibly in the air.

Fang Han’s big hand once again caught, the space kept falling, concentrated, decayed, and regenerated, which made him have nowhere to escape, and was taken by a hand.

"Play with you, you actually take it seriously. Really think that you can beat me?" Fang Han forced to pinch, collapse! This white fan was squeezed into a **** mist in his hands and was suppressed in the "Breakfast".

"Well, the essence is indeed stronger than the ordinary Xuanxian, and there are all kinds of secret magical powers, able to communicate the power of the ancient sages. No wonder so arrogant, but unfortunately to be a half-step Jinxian power is still early. Shangzi Luo was killed by me, and when you really got your hands, you will be killed by Shangzi Luo."

Fang Han’s body once again moved, and the “Huawei Laozhen” who sang with the white fan scholars exploded in a vacuum, and the screams were too late to be screamed by the big sleeves, and they were involved in it.

These two people are among the hundreds of mysterious immortals. The two most powerful ones were killed by Fang Han, and there was no bones. All the Xuan Xian were shocked.

"Go! Speed ??back!"

All the masters of Xuanxian are going to make birds and beasts immediately.

However, the endless golden light came, the gods and kingdoms were completely shrouded, the heavens and the earth changed color, and Fang Han created a **** country. The eight floating sects rose up, and the dragons, Buddhas, gods, and demons all immersed in this country. The sky is filled with white jade ceilings, and the ground is filled with gold.

All the masters feel that countless spaces are being imprisoned and they can't fly.

"Hey! This saint is dedicated to the integration of Mount Mang, and your sects, if you don't surrender, you have to be extinct." Xuanzang people know what to say at this time.

"I am willing to surrender!"

At the moment, there are several Xuan Xian who are unwilling to die, and they are surging.

"Okay, very good. Now, all of your sects must be united, and all the spirits must be united to establish a real martial art."

Fang Han began to integrate the Mangshan Thousand Gates. After the integration, he will gain huge wealth and then act as a fund for activities in the heavens. As for these integrated people, they settled in Mangshan, recuperating and ambushing the next fire.