Eternal Life

Chapter 1038: One is more than a mad

Chapter 1038 is more than a madman

Becoming a true disciple of Yuhuamen, the next step is to be safe and secure.

After the foundation was stabilized, it broke through the bottleneck in one fell swoop and was promoted to the golden celestial glory. At that time, no matter what you did, it was a lot easier.

The big man must have a lot of privileges.

Fang Han is not interested in the battle among the martial art.

As long as he can enter a huge spiritual vein to cultivate, it is enough to have enough cultivation.

Yuhuamen is a king's big school, there are countless spiritual veins, like the "first-order spirit" of life ancient spring, I don't know how many. There is even the legendary "Wang Jie Ling" and "Holy Spirit".

If there is no "king of the king", it can not be called the king's party.

A "king of the king" spirit, do not know the equivalent of the "life of ancient springs" such a pulse, the concentration of the beginning of the gas, can not even compare.

And in the rumors, there is still the spirit left in the last chaos in the king's spirit, even the law of the chaos in the last chaos, in which people practice, it is equal to some of the legacy left in the last universe. Experience, for the Tao, has a rare advantage for the understanding of its own wisdom.

Fang Han is eager to enter the legendary "Wang Jie Ling" to practice.

"If I can enter the king's spirit and practice, then I will be promoted to the golden celestial being. It is almost ten-and-one. There is no risk at all."

However, he also knows that not to mention the true disciple, even the elders in the martial art, it is difficult to have the opportunity to practice in the "Wang Jie Ling".

"You are ten people, all elites in the elite, but don't be proud. Half a step of Jinxian, even if it is more powerful, it is also a half-step golden fairy, not a true golden fairy!" Chang Ping Zun saw the presence of ten One glance, "As long as it is promoted to the real golden fairy, it can be regarded as a character in the heavens. The position of the heavens is a watershed, and it is the golden celestial. Although you are all peerless geniuses, the genius of heaven is more. Mean, not now, but who can be promoted to Jinxian!"

The presence of "Xiao Shaoyun", "Xue Lie", "Gu Yu" and others did not speak.

However, among their eyes, they were very eager to cultivate and immediately cultivated to the realm of the golden sage.

"Okay. You are now officially becoming a true disciple of my feathering door. Next, Yuhuamen has prepared a special vein for you to practice. You should first enter the Jiangshanyuan. Lin Feiyu, you are a true disciple in my feathering gate. Among them, one of the brothers who took the lead, took these new people to Jiangshanyuan."

Between the words, the long-term sage, between the moments, turned into a golden light, disappeared.

Oh!

Losing the suppression of this eternal Jinxian, banging, these unruly disciples blasted the pot, no one would surrender who, of course, would not listen to the so-called leader "Lin Feiyu."

In their eyes, even Jinxian, can be a while, not to mention the existence of Jinxian?

"Shi Feng! Just now you said that I want to kill me when I am in the assessment. I am trying to meet you during the assessment. I will make you a magic weapon, I don't want to be able to do so, now you come out!"

Suddenly, the ancient singer pointed to one of the same assessments and became the lesser master of the true disciple.

"Hey! I said, I want to kill you, what's wrong? Do you want to take revenge here? So best, I just want to see, the ancient school of your school, how powerful the big hand is."

The little master stood up, **** for tat, and sneered again and again. He was wearing a black robes, his face was very handsome, with a British spirit. Fang Han saw this person's shot, every punch, is simple and generous, with the ancient simplicity of the atmosphere, almost encountered opponents, are a shot to kill the enemy.

"Stop! You are now disciples of the Feathering Gate. You must obey the door rules of the Feathering Gate. You dare to openly fight in the air. You are not afraid to be detained in the dungeon and permanently imprisoned. The newcomers dare to be so arrogant? I really don't know how to live."

An old disciple of Yuhuamen who stood behind Lin Feiyu couldn’t see it, and immediately yelled.

"You are looking for death, but dare to blame us! Really we are new people?"

It was also a young young master who strode out and strode out a big hand. Immediately, a big Luo law appeared and turned into an infinity handprint. The rumble was air raid and directly caught the old disciple.

The old disciple's look changed again and again, and he played the school in the feathering gate.

However, the boxing method had just condensed into the face of a hegemony, and was beaten by the young master. The old disciple let the blood vomit on the spot. The volley flew more than ten feet high and fell to the ground. There was only air intake and no air.

"Ah! This is Hong Zong's young master, Hong Zhou. His boxing method has already enlightened a truth. There is infinite power between the gestures."

"Before he is a generation of hegemons, the disciple of Yuhuamen is an old man, he can threaten him, isn't he looking for death?"

"Roll!" Hong Zhouyi boxing flew the old disciple who is also a half-step Jinxian Magnificent, standing on the spot: "What, dare to talk to me like this, this is to give you a little lesson, if next time In this way, I will refine you on the spot."

Between the words, his eyes swept away and looked at the old disciples, making the old disciples all chill.

And the head of the old disciple, Lin Feiyu is angry and pale. The disciples who were recruited this time were all the masters of the generations. They were fierce and unscrupulous, and they were not inferior. When the Changping sages were still there, they could suppress them. When the Changping sages left, he could not suppress them.

"Fang Han, these young masters are really more than a arrogant, this is the style of the great man." I saw this scene, roaring in the reincarnation: "It seems that there are not so many feather gates in heaven." The stinking rules, who is a big fist, who is the king."

"It is indeed arrogant and unparalleled, but also has arrogant capital." Fang Han nodded.

"Shifeng, we are here today, just to win the game. See who killed who, in a word, if I was killed by you. I think it is not as good as repairing. It has nothing to do with the feather door, if you are It’s the same, killing me and making a life and death instrument.” The “old ?” is still the same.

"it is good!"

Shifeng stepped on the footsteps, showing the shadows of countless devils behind him. The gas of killing was entangled in the fists, and the ground was cracked.

"You are so courageous. If you want to fight here, just call me." Lin Feiyu finally couldn't help it. He is determined to be here, give these new people a lesson, or else he will lead him to lead the team. This look, the big shot, but also could not hold back, and then passed out, still not laughed off the big teeth.

"Oh? Lin Feiyu, do you really want to start?" Gu Yu shouted and turned around. "It won't be long before, that is, the chances of many true disciples competing for 'seed' disciples in the door of Yuhua. I have heard of it. Lin Feiyu, you are a seed player. Today is just a battle with you. It will be abolished for you. It will be easier next time."

"Abolish me, I have to see if you have this ability."

Lin Feiyu’s hand suddenly has a sword. This sword has a deep breath of death. It is a medium-sized fairy. In his hands, the magic is flashing. It completely violates various rules and moves at random. Can appear in any place.

"Good! Let me see, the death of a sword, Lin Feiyu's lore and the skill of the ancient brothers who are more profound." That Hong Zhou patted the palm, "the same is the feathers of the real disciples, but also who It’s an old man, who is a new person. In short, who has a strong mana, a supernatural power, and everyone is the boss.”

"These people, really don't be too crazy, I don't bother to see them in general, get the Dajiangshanyuan, and enter the Jiangshan ancient wells to practice." Fang Han shook his head and decided to leave here, first cultivated into the world, and he said that he was ambitious. For the battle here, not interested.

According to the memory of Shangziluo, the Jiangshan ancient well in the Jiangshan courtyard is a “first-order” spiritual vein, but it is much larger than the “life ancient spring”, and the Shangzi Luo was cultivated in it.

Just as he left to leave, he was suddenly seen by a young master who was newly promoted to a true disciple. The young master waved his hand and a fairy smacked in front of him. "Wind, you want to go? So rare." The scene, it’s a pity to not look at it? Is it so small? Going into the Yuhuamen to learn the art? Simply go back and do the shrinking turtle."

"Hey!" Fang Han’s hand shook the fairy law. “I’m not interested in this kind of battle. I have to go back to practice and do not make a tortoise. I will see it later.”

"Bold! Leave it to me." The little master's face was cold, and suddenly his left hand was bombed. A sword mang with a length of ten feet appeared. He stunned and went straight to the back of Fang Han.

Although this sword is only ten feet long, it is concise to reach a kind of extreme, can cut the law of Da Luo, killing all vitality.

"The sorghum has no swords!"

"If you don't agree, you will kill people. It's really a habit of slaying people's lives." Fang Hanxin said in a heartful way: "But my cold body has gone through hundreds of battles, killing people and cultivating people, and not afraid of any trouble. In the feather gate, it is not majestic. Still can't."

He backhanded a finger, the fingertips condensed a force of legend, collapsed! I crushed the sword, then turned the body, and slammed it. Suddenly, a danger like the revival of the Taigu Hongmeng beast was passed from his body. "What is the Lord, in front of me, But the **** is general. A group of children fight in the house, but also think that it is a genius, I think it is a dog!"

Between the words, Fang Han stepped forward and stepped forward, shrinking into the inch, the space is infinitely concentrated, the five fingers showed the dragon claws, the scent of the ancients circulated, and the claws were caught, the suffocating of the young master All broken.

boom!

The young master was caught in the ground and caught in the ground. The whole body was broken, as if a wooden stake was "planted" on the ground.