Eternal Life

Chapter 1316: Chen Zhendong

Chapter 1316 Zhang Chendong

The first batch of disciples of genius warfare soon ended.

They are all Jinxian-level battles, all of which are hot and squeaky, and they must win. They are not willing to drag on for too long, so they quickly get out of the game. Even some disciples will go up and kill. In the twinkling of an eye, you die and die.

The tragic atmosphere is rising from the sky.

Fang Han looked like a sigh.

The disciples of the Golden Gates of the major sects, among them, are also masters of peerlessness. Some of the strengths of the disciples of the Jinxian can actually kill the ancestors, and even harden the Yuanxian, just like they did in the past.

"Report! Master! We have gone to 56 disciples in this genius war, and one person has not died, killing the enemy martial art, Wuyue Shenzong, Ouyang family. Some disciples are thirteen. All disciples, all wins , got a generous reward."

After a fragrant time, all the disciples returned, and there was no death.

Many disciples have received blessings from Fang Han. The dragons of all things are almost a move between them. They kill the enemy and turn it into a real dragon.

Fang Han saw it with his own eyes. A disciple killed the disciples of the Five Sacred Emperors. After all, they took the infuriating spirit and turned them into real dragons. In the void of the godland, there were countless runes, and then they landed the rewards of heaven. A large gourd Wang Pinxian, there is also a heavenly sentiment, and there is a powerful set of unique pieces. The magic weapon, there are hundreds of first-order spirits.

This award is absolutely rich.

The heavens are under the blood.

Every victorious disciple cheered.

If all the disciples are invincible, then a genre is fighting a genius, and I don’t know how much benefit I can get. Fang Han knows that the battle will be more and more rewarding at the end of the battle, and even the king’s spiritual reward will be rewarded.

The remedy, the magic weapon, the cheats of the heavenly sentiment, the spiritual pulse, this is a must for spiritual practice. It is also a must for a martial art to grow and develop.

Hey. Fang Hanqing took a look at the harvest of all the disciples, nodded secretly, looked up, and saw many disciples of the martial art flew back, landed into the martial art, and then the medicinal aura of healing was one after another.

Some disciples, although they defeated their opponents, were seriously injured. They must be treated as soon as possible and then fight again.

In the feathering gate, there are also more than a dozen disciples who bathe in the body, the air is scattered, and the law is broken.

However, Fang Hanyi raised his hand, which was a combination of innocent gas input, all the injuries were restored, and the dragon was alive.

"With this character, it is really a great fortune for me." Sun Shi painting looked at all of this, and his heart was almost admired.

Among the many sects, the emperors came to play the main role of defending the disciples, blessing them and healing them.

Fang Han’s ability to heal now, even if the strength of several days and the same life can not match.

The eight-cylinder sages obtained from the treasure house of the Heavenly Zen Emperor are all turned into a crystal fog, a strong repairing ability, and almost human bones.

Not in a while, in the first round, all the battles had been touched, and Fang Han looked at the past, and in the battlefield that day, the blood was dripping and shocking. In this first round of fighting, at least thousands of Jinxian disciples have died.

However, all this is just an appetizer.

The real cruel battle is still behind.

The genius war of Jin Xian disciples did not show the true strength of a martial art. Behind the Son, and even some real masters such as Fengyuan, Wuba, Zhiquan, the son of Chaos, the son of the killing, the disciples of the Heavenly Prison, and the geniuses of the eternal genius training, the real genius battles really show cruelty.

"Sun Shi painting, you recorded the genius Jinxian disciples of the major sects. When I look for opportunities, I will dig them over and become our feathering door." Fang Han suddenly lifted his hand.

"what?"

Sun Shi's paintings and a few powerful sons are a glimpse. "Master, you think?"

"Yes, this heavenly genius battle gave me the opportunity to discover many talented disciples, which is very useful for the growth of our martial art. After the end of the genius war, we will give every opportunity to let them into our feathers. The door.” Fang Han’s big sleeves appeared, and the shadows of the road appeared. They fell into the hands of some high-level writers such as Sun Shi’s paintings. “This is about the atmosphere of some genius Jinxian disciples just now. You can arrange them.”

"Senior brother!"

Sun Shihua, and some of the Sons have shown admiration.

There is a holy child who has reached the half-sacred cultivation: "Master, there are some talented disciples who are deeply valued by the martial art. It is very likely that they will not trust us. What should we do?"

"There is nothing, the conspiracy calculation is, and they are framed from the sect." The cold cold road: "Extraordinary people, very good means. At the moment, our feathering door is greatly damaged, cleaning the Chinese family, and need talent. I am now Set the rules, those geniuses are the first to draw, use the heavy gold magic to lure, and the second is to frame them, so that they are separated from the sects and put into our majesty. Third, if it is not, it is our hostile sect, and it is secretly removed."

Fang Han’s voice screamed, such as gold and iron, and many disciples had a chill in their hearts, and then their hearts were full of blood.

"In the past, when the Emperor of the Emperor was in charge of teaching, it was too weak because of the scruples of the Chinese family. Now the brothers of the winds are different. When they come up, they will be bold and show their sharp claws. It is the good time for my feathering door, anyway. Behind the support of Tianjun, who is afraid of who?"

Dao Xu Shengzi nodded and agreed with Fang Han’s speech.

He is now practicing to reach the "half-sacred" cultivation, and the power in the body is no less than the true saint. Fang Han refines a saint of the Chinese family into a scorpion, and breaks into his body. After passing through the tribute of Fang Han, he teaches the Tao, and in the "Wu Hua Dian", he undergoes the quenching of the heavens and veins. Now that I am eager to try, I want to achieve good results in the genius battle.

You must know that this genius war, every time you win, you can get a lot of magical medicine medicinal rewards, it is too tempting, so everyone is brave and eager to fight.

In this plan, above the sky, the impassioned drum sound was once again conveyed, and the second round began again. Many brilliances in the seat of the Son flashed again.

Even the imaginary cloud, Dao Xushengzi, Sun Shihua and other masters of the throne of Guanghua also flashed, and the flow of Fuxi showed all the information of the opponent.

"My opponent is a master of the Tianyu Palace. It is also a hard battle." After seeing the opponent's information, the virtual cloud thought deeply and passed the voice to Fang Han.

"No problem, I have thoroughly condensed your body, ice muscles and bones, you secretly cultivate my things and dragons, as long as you motivate the sages of the Chinese family, you can kill your opponent. "Fang cold smiles coldly: "I don't believe that there are saints in the opponent's body, and they are willing to take out saints to sacrifice?"

In the body of the imaginary cloud, there are also the sacred sacred sacred sacred sages, and the power of the saints can erupt at a critical time.

No martial art, for the sake of genius, will not sacrifice the saints in the sect to form a disciple. Even if it is a magic road, it is impossible, but this time, because of the Fang Han cleaning the Hua family, this cheap.

Some of the masters in the feathering door are almost always included in the body by the sages. Possession is very cheap, unless it is met with some masters, air transport, and even those who have received Wang Pinxian, will be in danger, but Fang Han’s ability to calculate is almost unparalleled in the world. It will definitely make the disciples abstain from the door.

Just between Fang Han’s speech, suddenly the throne he sat down flashed, showing a line of words, “Heavenly Prison Law Enforcement Son, Chen Zhendong.”

Just a few simple words, there is not much information.

Fang Han glanced at the position of the disciplinary disciples of the Heavenly Prison, and found that it had already been covered by a cloud, and could not see any face.

He smiled a little and stepped into the "world and the land" in one step.

"Heaven and Earth Fighting Field" seems to feel his breath, and a light is sprayed on him, and he is sent into a crystal-like country.

This is the mystery of the prohibition of heaven.

Fang Han is also the first time to step into the "world and the world", feeling the ancient gods and desolation of the atmosphere, the heart suddenly fell into a kind of contemplation, and the realm of traveling with the avenue.

The small fate of the martial arts jumped fiercely, and the past picture of the whole "world and earth battlefield" appeared, and suddenly there was a picture in front of his eyes. A huge king of immortals stood above the heavens and looked. In the battlefield between heaven and earth, Tianjun’s fight.

Among them, there is Tianjun, driving the holy wares, fighting the scorpio, and then there are peerless emperors fighting, both falling, the long-term atmosphere of a stock battle, from the depths of the heavens and the earth.

Countless memories, tides generally come, Fang Han thoughts thousands, the books of the era of the Yuan are spinning, the information of these battles are absorbed in them, immediately, among them, "the civilization of war" and "the civilization of martial arts" The history of civilization has skyrocketed, and the essence of Fang Han’s martial arts has been greatly improved.

He felt that he was only one step away, and he could reach the realm of the emperor to the immortal.

"It’s not the wind, so that the people in our heavenly prisoners are gnashing their teeth, and they are all in the world, and they are not afraid that I will kill you?"

Suddenly, a voice passed from Fang Han’s ear into the mind.

Fang Han’s thoughts returned to normal, and he saw a man standing in front of him, dressed in black, hunting and screaming, holding a knives in his hands, handsome face on his face, making people look awkward, and his eyes were so deep. Exuding the mysterious and deep light, this man is very proud, seeing the wind and scorning a smile: "However, you met me in the sky, all the auras of the past will be shattered and turned into darkness."