Eternal Life

Chapter 1264: Barbarian saint

Chapter 1264 Barbarian Saints

"This group of Heavenly Prison disciples are not good. I feel their malice now. Half of them are for the barbarian invasion army, and the other half seems to be to monitor me."

Fang Han was in the air, while using the Ghost Wu Santu to kill the barbarian army, while calculating, how to deal with the law enforcement disciples of the group of heavenly prisoners, because he felt a strong hostility from the body of this group of prisoners.

Of course, there is a taste of conspiracy calculations.

At this moment, how is he repaired? Wisdom is clear, able to sense the secret from the midst of it. The divine exchanges of these heavenly prisoners' disciples are clearly reflected in his crystal **** country calculations.

However, he does not care about this now. Even behind these prisoners, there are even big people who are concerned about him. Maybe it is a saint, or even a fairy.

But now, as long as it is not Tianjun, he will be able to deal with it. The corpse of the Emperor of Heaven and Heaven will summon and kill the ancients at any time.

Numerous barbarian army was collected by Fang Han into the Ghost War Saints. Together with the strongmen of the outside world, all the spirits were circulated in the Ghost Wutu, and some were transformed into the spirit of the Ghost Wutu, and some of them. Fang Han has urged the world's self-contained Wang Fu's Fu, to use the Buddha's light to transcend, and entered the history of Buddhism civilization, which was in the body of the Zen Buddha.

The body of the Heavenly Zen Buddha has been cultivated to reach the realm of "the world and the same life". Even if it is dead, it will not decay. Instead, it will continuously absorb the strength of the heavens and the earth, and strengthen the body, just like fossils.

However, Fang Han several times summoned the Zen Buddha to come out this day, stimulating the body, and the consumption is also very large, and it will always reduce the power.

Now immersed in the history of Buddhism civilization, it has been moisturized, and this body will become stronger and stronger. If Fang Han continues to inject Buddha power, then the body may return to the level of its prime.

The group of warriors of the barbarian has a special body. The ** is composed of many sacred sacred worms, but it is in secretly conforming to a Buddhist sect. After the buddhist gods have passed through, the sacred gods can be turned into Buddhist buddies. The **** of law-protection is integrated into the body of the Heavenly Zen Emperor and adds strength.

"The strength of this group of heavenly prisoners and law enforcement disciples is far more than this, but they have been reluctant to kill them. They are only entangled with the barbarian army. It is definitely to let the masters of the barbarian come out to deal with me. Then get the benefits of the fishermen. A little trick, can you hide me? There are saint-level masters among the barbarians."

Fang Hanxin’s heart is in the fire.

This time, the barbarian army invaded Zhongzhou, and there were many masters who were equivalent to Jinxian, Zuxian, and even the Yuanxian and the Holy Saint. In a deep place, Fang Han even felt the breath of the saint.

If you use the ghost Wu Shengtu, this Wang Pinxian, to kill, you will definitely attract the saints in the barbarian. The group of Heavenly Prison Law enforcement disciples must be waiting for this time. When they fight with the saints, they want to lose both, and then kill the barbarian. The saints made a great contribution and seized their own ghosts.

The wishful thinking of this hand is not bad.

However, Fang Han suddenly penetrated their traitors.

The hole is worn through the hole, and he can't blatantly shoot his disciples in heaven. Otherwise, I am afraid that the next day, Lei Di Tianjun will come to the door.

Or a group of old antiques from the heavenly prison to kill the feather gate.

"The last time he killed the disciples of the Heavenly Prisons and the prisoners, they are all unknown. In the grave of the Ghost Wujun, no one knows. In the virtual state, it is a simulated impermanence, killing the tortoise with eight floats. Just, all this is a case of blaming.

Blatantly, no one in the world dares to kill the disciples of the heavenly courts, even if it is a pure land of the Shenzhou Pure Land.

Hey!

At the time of the calculation of Fang Hanshen, suddenly, in the depths of the barbarian army, a flesh and blood body, full of arms are the giant palms of the tattoo, rising from the ground, actually caught the ghost Wusheng map .

The breath of a saint is shocking the world.

The saints among the barbarians finally took the shot, and one shot was to smash the Huanglong, fierce and fierce, and forced to take away the ghost martial arts map. This holy map is already the real king of the fairy, and the lethality is too great. Moreover, Fang Han can actually use it freely, and the shape of the ghost Wu Shengjun is "cloned" by the power of creation.

The giant palm that grabs the ghost Wu Shengtu, all the tattoos on the arm are all dragon snake patterns, Qinglong mind, Xuanwu water, Suzaku rushing to the sun, white tiger swallowing gold, in addition, there are countless barbarian ancestors looking up Space, more blood-stained totems, entangled vines, blood-sucking demons.... Hell scenes.

All kinds of totems are tattooed on the arms, and when the big hands expand, these tattoos come alive and become real scenes.

The power of countless worlds, all concentrated on this arm, and then a huge force, bombardment into the ghost of the holy map.

The Ghost War Saint Figure immediately fluctuated and seemed to be filled with giant force and then collected by the saints of the barbarian.

When the barbarian sage took the shot, it was earth-shattering. He even violently bombarded the spell into the ghost martial arts map, forcibly obscuring the lingering mark left by Fang Han, and sacred this sacred figure in the air. What arrogance? What is invincible? This is the momentum of the saint.

The saint is the real decision-making layer of the heavens, the upper stream master. The rest are not influx.

"Well, the saint has finally appeared."

Fang Han does not have a burning life, and he worships the Emperor of Heaven. The first is to hone his own cultivation, and the second is to burn the life to worship the Emperor of Heaven. There are many shortcomings, and it is when he burns his life. The protective ability is greatly reduced and it is easy to be attacked by people.

Moreover, his current strength is enough to fight against the saints.

"The gods are in my hand, listen to my command. Rule the body, the ghosts of the holy road, the blessings of the gods, the rule of the gods!" Faced with the big hand of this barbarian saint, Fang Han urged the gods in the body, immediately shot The various spells of the gods are pure and incomparable. They are the orthodox protoss. No, even the orthodox protoss have no pure breath. He is now like the noble prince of the Protoss.

A history of the Protoss civilization has been infused into the Ghost Wu Santu. This holy figure has shrunk, the power is more concise, and a scent of discs is sent out to the great hand of the saint.

Fang Fangxi’s appearance, the exhibition of the “wing of freedom, the walker without borders” two avenues, reached the bottom of the ghost Wu Sheng map, a punch against the barbarian army.

boom! A devastating wave of volatility, born from his fist, condensed into a thick and a thousand miles, do not know how long the light of the sky, wherever the barbarian army blew open, he punched into the barbarian army Among them, directly point to the saints in the barbarian army.

The light of that punch shines through the dark and savage barbarian magic fog, and everyone sees it. On top of a barbaric throne surrounded by the barbarian army, sitting on a saint, this barbarian saint, body skin and tattoo, even his face Yes, but it can be seen that it is an extremely strong man, with the majesty of the mountains and rivers, as if it were the army of this group of barbarian army.

Among the barbarians, cultivation has reached the saints, and they can lead an army, cracking the land and sealing the border, and the flag of the army is waved. Their saints, also known as the military lords, the head of the army, one of their army, can be said to be an elite, not knowing how many billion warriors, warriors, warriors.

"Fu Shi brother, brother of the brother... the saint of the barbarian, the winter cave army came out. What do we do?"

"Retirement! The soldiers of the Winter Caves are not comparable to the average masters. The sages are well-informed. A sacred sorcerer has reached the level of the sun and the moon, the highest level of the Holy Spirit, and is the highest command of the army, even The strong one who can directly go out of bounds, he shot just right, I am also accurate, he can't stand it! It will fight against Wang Pinxian's ghost Wu Sheng map, this is our great opportunity, we first avoid its edge, waiting for him to lose both. ”

"It is indeed a good opportunity, a great opportunity." A heavenly prisoner law enforcement disciple called "Spirit Brothers" sneered with a sneer: "This wind will definitely hurt both the winter cave and the army. We can kill the seal of the Winter Grotto. Lord, make a great contribution, and at the same time get the national martial arts map, this piece of Wang Pinxian, how can it be in the hands of a small feathered door saint? Dedicated to the many emperors of the Emperor Lei Di Tianjun, you can. ”

"We can use it ourselves."

"Standing on the changes, speeding back, conditioning, and preparing for the final blow."

Under a series of shrines and shouts, this group of heavenly prisoners and law enforcement disciples have come together to form a thunder of three feet tall. The electric light shines, and they directly retreat, tearing apart the barbarian army.

"I saw the barbarian saints! As long as you kill this armylor, you will immediately have no leader, and if I can refine a saint, the benefits are unimaginable."

Fang Han saw the barbarian army master, sitting on the barbaric throne, facing his own punch, and raised his head, Zhangkou spurted a sinister light, both sides collided, all smashed, Fang Han The body was shaken vigorously under the breath of infection. He has already tested the strength of the saints of this barbarian army.

"Ghost Wu Santu, condensing my body, the figure is one, and leap into the square."

In his body, the spirit is pervasive, and the martial arts experience of the Emperor of Heaven and Heaven has played a key role. Even after running the mana, a cohesion, the ghost martial art actually shrinks and becomes a piece of clothing. Wrapped in his body, then he turned into a streamer, the hole penetrated, directly spurred to the barbaric throne, turned out to be desperate, deep into the barbarian army, to be among the billions of troops, to achieve the supreme army, the saint The first level of the body.

This move, the breath is fierce, all the people are shocked, almost can not believe their own eyes.

"What? The sacred sect of the feather gate, actually penetrated into the army, to kill the invincible army?"

"This is a sheep."

"In the army of the army, the first rank is won, but the barbarian army is a saint."

"A terrible breath."

Many people have stopped at this moment, and even some barbarian army has begun to shrink to the inside.