Eternal Life

Chapter 1162: Saints appear

Chapter 1162, the emergence of saints

Finally, the old antiques of the virtual family, the master of the living stone level came out.

At this point, almost everyone saw it and Fang Han could not be defeated. He underestimated, arbitrarily playing with the ancestors, walking freely in the imaginary family, and walking in a leisurely manner. This is simply unheard of and unheard of.

The people in the virtual family are not fools.

In fact, the person who has reached the realm of cultivation, no one is a fool, and he understands very well that Fang Han cannot be defeated.

"Well, finally there is a master who came out." Hearing the old voice, Fang Han nodded, and his heart was quiet. This old voice is obviously a master of the virtual family who surpassed the ancestors. It should be Yuanxian. Repair.

Because of Fang Hanyi's Zhou Tianyi, there is a kind of returning to the other party's voice.

This taste is not what Zu Xian does not have.

Fang Han’s current calculations are almost unpredictable, and nothing can be hidden from his eyes. Even if the realm is higher than him, it is still calculated.

He may not be afraid of Yuan Xian now.

Although it is said that one hundred ancestors can not defeat a fairy, but he is different. There are all kinds of snuggles, I just want to see the mystery of the Yuanxian.

However, after the voice of the old fairy, the old voice did not show up for a long time, and did not show the meaning of fighting with Fang Han.

"Fengyuan friends, I know that there is a strong presence behind you to protect you, so you are unscrupulous. But today, this thing, you are too much."

After a while of silence, the old voice said again.

"How is it too much? The virtual cloud is the person who feathered me. You imprisoned her without authorization. Is it not allowed to meet me?" Fang Han also passed the voice out.

He began to deduct according to the old voice. Zhou Tianyi appeared in the depths of distant heavens. It was not in the real time and space. An old man sat in front of a Dan furnace. It seemed to be refining the medicinal herbs and could not be separated.

"In this way, we make a deal." The old voice said: "The virtual cloud, let it out, is still your disciple of the feather door, and you put the virtual master, and the virtual country, today's things, How is the leak?"

"Old ancestors! Don't! You quickly shot, suppress this person, he can't be blamed. Actually dare to make a fuss in our virtual home." The young man who was Fang Hanjun on the ground yelled.

"shut up!"

When Fang Han wanted to start, and the imaginary master learned the miserable, the old voice suddenly became angry: "The arrogance is arrogant, you have developed this character, and the future is not far behind! Windy little friends, you should not be surprised. ""

"Old ancestors!"

Unexpectedly, the ancestors blamed themselves, and the imaginary face turned pale.

"This is almost the same." Fang Han stopped to live, if it wasn't the old voice, he must have a big bitterness, and at least take half of his life, so that it can never peep into a higher realm. .

"The imaginary man, you must have a closed-door thinking. Also, the virtual treasure is pure and bloody, you can be regarded as a shackle. You can listen." The old antique voice of the virtual family once again said.

"Yes!"

An old ancestor spoke, and no one dared not listen.

The imaginary man once again turned his face into a blue-green, and with his ancestors speaking, his position may not be so stable.

"Go and let go of the illusory cloud and tell her, I will punish the imaginary Lord!" The old voice again commanded.

"This is almost the same." Fang Han shocked, the virtual master, and the virtual country also flew out, let the two men. Later, in the depths of the imaginary mountains, a prisoner opened and a figure rushed out of it. It was a cloud.

Fang Han took a trick, and the imaginary cloud was dragged by a strong force and landed at his side.

"Wind edge! Dao Xu Shengzi! Chen Yimei is too elder!" Seeing three people, the face of the virtual cloud appeared a surprise.

Fang Han saw the virtual cloud, his face was thin, but the breath of the body had a tempered taste. She knew that she had experienced this disaster and had some artistic conception of rebirth. It is good for the promotion of the ancestors.

"Fengyuan friends, now you can leave, our virtual family has to rectify the doorwind." The old voice gave the order: "Don't forget to greet the great man behind you."

"Good to say!"

Fang Han grabbed the imaginary cloud, and the big sleeves slammed. Many large arrays collapsed immediately. He walked away without anyone. The virtual family is regarded as a large array of Longtan Tiger Caves under his body.

Everyone looked at the back of Fang Han’s departure and they were all amazed.

"The big battle of our virtual family can't stop him."

"After he murdered, he came and went freely. If he had just killed something and killed the imaginary person directly, then we really couldn’t help him."

"The big battle of our imaginary family, even the ancestors can completely block, how strong is this person?"

"Even the ancestors seem to have some taboos on it? What is the big man behind him? He is a bone sacred person. Is it behind the bone saint of one of the Seven Devils? But how can I hear that the bone saint is before dying? Passing it to him?"

"Old ancestors! Why don't you suppress him?"

A mana with a strong mana.

"I can't separate my alchemy. I can only make him scrupulous, and there are big people behind him." The old voice said: "After that, you can't provoke him to know? The essence of the Nangong family is better than We are a virtual family, but he directly hit the face of the Nangong family, and even seized the sorcerer of the Nangong family, but did not suffer from the Nangong family? Why is this? Nangong sadly called the love, it is sad The person who wants to die is not afraid of the sky, but it seems that there is no action. Have you ever thought about it?"

"Don't he be behind a big man who can't afford to sin in Nangong?"

"Nangong is saddened by this person. It is already the peak of the Holy Immortal. It is possible to comprehend the Supreme Way and become the emperor. There are even some rumors in Tianting. After he has become a fairy, he can be called the Empress."

"Is he a crime-stricken character, is it Tianjun?"

“Don't Huatianjun of Yuhuamen reappear?”

"Is this person behind Hua Tianjun?"

The people of the virtual family were shocked. Although the virtual family is the king's family, it is against a god. Almost in the palm of your hand, you can turn it into powder. The whole family is destroyed.

"In short, today's things, keep secrets." The old voice said: "And, I have designated the family's route, close to Fang Han, you have to improve the status of the virtual cloud, let her have a good relationship with the wind. Maybe it’s a beautiful piece in the future.”

"But we have already received the gift of Xuanyuan family, is it going to retreat?"

"Let Xuanyuan family go to find the wind, it has nothing to do with us." The old voice laughed: "Xuanyuan family to touch a gray face, it is not good for us to return the gift."

"The ancestors are wise."

"Everything is gone! The imaginary master, you go to the closed-door thinking! Virtual treasure jade, you go to the family's treasure house to practice." The ancestors commanded, the virtual person's face was iron, and the virtual treasure jade was cheering.

The virtual family has already gone, and Fang Han walks in the virtual state of Yan Yuyu, watching the picturesque mountains and rivers, and the beautiful feelings of the heart.

The imaginary cloud walked silently behind him, and Dao Xushengzi, Chen Yimei was talking about something.

The scenery of the virtual state is one of the most beautiful scenery in the heavens. The fairyland is used to describe the virtual state. Because the beauty is almost illusory, this big state is called the virtual state.

"Wind, you were promoted to the ancestors? After that, it was the sacred son of the sacred, the real high-rise of the feather door." The imaginary cloud looked at the contemplative Fang Han, could not help but open the way.

"Yes, if you have the heart, I can help you to level the gate. With your current cultivation, there is a 50% hope that you can also advance to the realm of the ancestors." Fang Han looked at the imaginary cloud and fired her body. Among the vitality, she discovered that she had completely refining the law of the supernatural refinement of Wan Fei Jian Zong Su Feiyang.

Her own jade bone ice muscles, also Ying Ying Lu, from the outside to the inside, a crystal, is simply a world of snow and jade.

"A good son and daughter........"

Suddenly, a happy voice was passed from a distant mountain. Fang Han was shocked! The gods looked like electricity, and when they looked at the past, they saw a beautiful mountain in the distance. A man with white hair and white hair raised a jar of wine in his hand and poured it into the sky.

"Where did this person come from? We didn't even find it!"

Dao Xushengzi, Chen Yimei's face changed dignified, and the whole body seemed to be taut in the beast. With their cultivation, even the lurking breath in the space dust can be found, but the mountain is alive in the distance. The appearance of such a character, but did not find it, how strong is the coming? More mysterious?

"Song to the wine, personal geometry? The world is long, the children are long, ask the world what the situation is, teach the life and death!" The white-haired man after drinking the wine, the jar in the hand: "Wind Yuan Xiaoyou, the smoke in front of me, the deep affection, the difference between you and me, is it better to have a drink? What about the big thing?"

The jars were separated by thousands of miles, and silently appeared in front of Fang Han.

Fang Han frowned, but grabbed the jar. Seeing that the wine inside is half red and half green, the red contains the red dust, the fascinating atmosphere, the green is like bamboo and jade, symbolizing the heavens.

The red dust road is in the wine.

"Fengyuan friends, please!"

The white-haired man, on the peak of a thousand miles, smiled.

Fang Han mentions the jar, sip a sip, slamming, the liquor into the throat, the whole body is boiling up, the crystal **** country seems to be enchanted in the breath of red dust, but in the midst of it, the jasper heavenly pure breath, the moment The moment guarantees his heart.

Both enjoy the red dust and pursue the heavens.

"Love, Nangong is sad!"

Dao Xu Shengzi finally recognized the coming, is a holy fairy, a saint!