Eternal Life

Chapter 1173: Shuiyuedong Tianshu Library

Chapter 1173 Shuiyue Dongtian Library

"A projection is so strong, it's coming, it's got it!"

In the face of oppression, the Emperor of the Emperor Chen Zhenghua was defeated by the festival. Fang Han arrived in front of him, and the dragon claws pressed down, which made him feel a suffocation. Just after being attacked by the history of civilization of Ji Yuan Shen Quan, Chen Zhenghua’s knowledge of the sea has not been flattened, and he is facing a blow. He immediately knows the danger and is caught in the disaster of extinction.

Fang Han is so strong that he is completely unexpected.

However, he is also a veteran saint. He has experienced many **** trials. He is a dangerous master. He is not in chaos. He screams and screams again. After his back, there are three avatars and avatars outside. Each of the avatars has the power of the primary ancestor, and he is struggling with hardships, the powerful devil's bones obtained from the ancient times, the boundless grievances, and the slaying of the sacred flesh and blood.

The three incarnations were arranged in a large array, bombarding the projection of Fang Han, and resisting the big hand of Fang Han projection.

"It's so powerful, Chen Zhenghua, the emperor's son, actually refines into a sanyang and a true god!"

"Once these three great gods are refining, they have the same strength."

"There are very few people who have made this avatar among the sons of the Feathering Gate."

"The wind is even more powerful. It is a projection. Actually, the emperor's son, Chen Zhenghua, has exhibited three yangs and one god." Many disciples retreated farther and saw this scene, and they were nervous.

"Sanyang, a true God, what is it?" Fang Han’s projection has already seen the mystery of this door. The Dao Xuzi and Chen Yimei’s elders each received three heavenly prisons. The law enforcement disciple had to cultivate this god, but did not expect that the Emperor of the Emperor would succeed in cultivation.

However, in the face of this god, Fang Han’s eyes are cold, and it is a will, which is transmitted from the alien space, and blessing is above this projection.

The projected whole body flesh and blood suddenly transforms into something similar to the crystal of the gods.

The power is rising again and again, and the realm of heaven and earth is displayed in it.

"Jiyuan Shenquan, ten times the fighting power!"

The projection of Fang Han played out of school, swept one side, eight poles trembled, surrounded by vortexes, thousands of black holes and white holes and the earth began a total resonance.

A punch of a figure was destroyed by him.

"The three yangs of the Emperor's Son are really eternal, and they have been annihilated by one!" Many humanities.

The voice just fell, and it was a loud noise, and the second figure was annihilated again.

The emperor's son roared again and again, but Fang Han was in the shadows. During the attack, the third figure was smashed by hand, broken and destroyed.

In the blink of an eye, Sanyang and Qizheng Tianyuan God had just sacrificed it, and they had not been able to exert their power, and they were killed again and again.

"All things are dragons!"

The projection of Fang Han’s dragon claws and tears, the vortex of the vortex, the qi that the annihilation of the three gods and the eternal gods were all absorbed into his body. His projection began to jump almost in a flash, and the body was on the road. The law of the ancestors of the ancestors entangled, the gods descended, and the Buddha descended.

"Wind, you actually destroyed my Sanyang, a true god, you! You are dead! Really irritated, don't blame me for infinity, I want to make you frustrated and hard to solve my hatred! Fairy! Heart Emperor Baolun, give it to me! I will not hesitate to lose my life, and the burning law will motivate you!"

Finally, Chen Zhenghua, the emperor's son, exhibited the last killer.

A huge treasure wheel appeared on the top of his head, his life was burning, and the law of the ancestor was burning in the body. This treasure wheel has the size of a house, and all sides are a kind of sawtooth shape of the heart flame. In the center of the wheel, sit on a king and fly in the wheel.

Around the Baolun, you can faintly see the golden size of the thumb, which has become a torrent, forming a nationality. The number of the rivers in the Ganges is generally high, and it is also urging the array of the Baolun.

This is like the wheel of heaven.

"This is! This is the heart of the treasure, the perfect fairy! A piece of the best, so!"

"This is the real killer of the Emperor of the Emperor Chen Zhenghua. He has the best genius. The ancestors can't spur the best, but he will not hesitate to lose his life and the law of the ancestors. To destroy the projection of the wind, it is necessary to attack his body. In the rumor, the magical device is motivated to reach the limit, and it can be killed in the distance. Even if it is a large state, it can pass the power. ""

"It’s difficult to get down to the wind, and the best of the best, the one who is fighting between the heavens and the earth?"

"The ontology must be attacked."

"This is to anger the Emperor's Son. The wind has destroyed the three yangs and his true gods who are suffering. He must kill the wind, and he can replenish his own gods to make up for it."

Some disciples, and even some of the Sons who come from the wind, have all eyes wide open.

The heart of the treasure wheel, the best of the fairy.

Chen Zhenghua, the emperor's son, launched a great counterattack in the Jedi.

"I am in my body, sacrificed to the heavens, and sorrowful thoughts, Tianyuan blow!" At this moment, the projection of Fang Han suddenly burned up and even sacrificed himself.

Among the voids, there was an altar that was even bigger than a big state, and the power of sacred sacrifices was blessed. The projections of Fang Han are all transformed into the power of sacrifice, hehe!

This power of sacrifice is turned into a small point, the point of heaven.

Sacrifice!

Tianyuan hit!

The power of this attack, no one can imagine how big, absorbed the projections of the three incarnations, transformed into the power of sacrifice, and once again destroyed, turned into a strike of Tianyuan. Directly killed on the top of the Emperor.

collapse!

The Emperor Baoan was shot and flew out. The Emperor Chen Zhenghua of the Emperor of the Heart was damaged. The whole body was cracked and exploded everywhere, falling directly to the ground.

"I said let you kneel down, let you kneel down!" The voice came again, and above the sky, it was a big handkerchief. Chen Zhenghua, the son of the Emperor who fell to the ground, caught it and burned it with raging fire. He was already at the entrance of the temple and pressed down.

"Do not!"

Chen Zhenghua, the emperor's son, saw that his body could not be commanded at all. He was born and squatted, and Xiang Yizhen, Gu Changfeng and Yanxi returned together.

And the unique product of the Emperor of the Emperor is a strong suction, directly in the void, everyone knows that this unique fairy was taken away by the "wind".

Between several rounds.

The Emperor of the Heart, Chen Zhenghua defeated! The fabulous fairy ware of the Emperor's heart was taken away, and the people were also suppressed, and they were squatting in front of the temple. The insane shame was poured into his heart.

From a certain aspect, Chen Zhenghua, the emperor's son, is even more shameful. He just came down and vowed to save Xiang Yizhen, Gu Changfeng, Yan Xi to three people, but now he was defeated and the magic weapon was taken away. People are also being shackled.

Clucking, giggling...

In his throat, there was a surging voice, like a virtual fire. He could not accept the fact that he was suppressed by kneeling here.

Xiang Yizhen, Gu Changfeng, Yanxi to three people, this time is silly, wood, dementia. They don't know what to say. This moment is a forgotten shame. They never imagined that even the old-fashioned son of the Emperor's Son, who has the best of the fairy, can't help but "wind".

"Why, why does God give birth to this monster? I am a reincarnation of the night emperor. I can challenge the existence of the heavenly court, but I am so humiliated. I am not willing! In the future, if I am out of trouble, I must let the earth, eternal darkness, I curse, I There is no light between cursing the heavens and the earth!"

Xiang Yi was so angry that his grievances went straight to Jiuyi.

However, no one has taken his bark as a thing, and the people present are immersed in the repression of the emperor's son Chen Zhenghua.

"I didn't read it wrong. The Emperor's Son was also suppressed. He was at the door of the temple?"

"It is indeed a squat, and even the magic weapon has been taken away. It seems that it is the last time. The wind has displayed a wonderful work, and the heart of the squad is hit."

"The last magical power that was displayed is like the mysterious power of the barbarian sacrifice. I seem to see the appearance of the altar. The altar is the object of the heavens."

"I don't think that the wind is actually mastered by the barbarian."

"Under this, no one is going to provoke the majesty of the wind. You see, the few sons who came with the Emperor of the Emperor, have fled, afraid that they will be suppressed here, and the face will be thrown away. ""

In the midst of discussions, several men who came with the Emperor of the Emperor, flew away like a ghost. Their strength was far lower than that of the Emperor, and naturally there was no idea to save.

"The wind and the clouds, after many times the **** trial of the next heart of the emperor, this time all the glory was accompanied. He is provoked people who should not be provoked."

"This, he is too arrogant today. Some of the enchanters in the Son may not be convinced. Afterwards, he has too many enemies, not a good thing."

"As soon as I came out, I tried to force many sons. This person is too sharp."

"We don't want to get rid of him."..........

Everyone is chilling, the people in the square are getting more and more, and even some elders who have been suffering from the dead are being alarmed. When they come to watch, there is no one who dares to rescue.

The Emperor's Son is suppressed, and the former car knows, who dares to be the singer?

At this moment, Fang Han has stood at the door of the "Shui Yue Dong Tian" library.

Shuiyue Dongtian is the largest library of Yuhuamen. It stores a large number of classics. The guards are also very strict. The entrance is a huge stone gate. The top of the stone gate depicts the four immortal characters of Shuiyuedongtian. It is vigorous and simple and contains infinite knowledge. At the door stood many big men wearing armor, all of them like sly, non-squatting, and Fang Han’s eyes swept away, they found these armor big men, actually an ancient witchcraft, with Buddha body, protoss body, and dragon The body, the invincible witch **** of various things refining.

Strong fighting power.

Behind these witch gods, they also sat on the two old guards who watched the library.

When I saw Fang Han coming over, the two old men opened their eyes. "Young people, have to spare people and spare people, let go of the Emperor."