Eternal Life

Chapter 1331: Lawless law

Chapter 1331: The Law of the Supreme

Knowing the purpose of Fang Han, recalling the "Ton of the Totem", this once "Sacred Fairy", but the reincarnation of Tianjun is not afraid at all, but more and more excited, it seems that the current Fang Han For him, he has a real challenge.

"It's not bad. The totem can has been a holy fairy. It is also like me. It is the existence of the Tianjun level. Unfortunately, it has also lost its ability. It has become like this, but it has only been the equivalent of Tianjun. Only then can I be on an equal footing with me, but unfortunately, people like you are not worthy of holding this holy product. It seems that it is destined that this holy product will fall into my hands."

Jun Cangsheng’s eyes are nothing, and he has a unique ability to see through the body of Fang Han and stare at the can of the totem.

"Without possession, after the battle, I will say that there are more and more, and I will not shake my will. Jun Cangsheng, do it, between us, this battle, whoever loses, who will fall and gain all its essence."

Fang Han’s hands were empty, there were no swords and no knives, no weapons, but his nails began to grow, and the pieces of dragon scales were open and indestructible.

The wild gods in the totem's cans also paid attention to entering the eight buoys, making the eight buoys more moist.

The repair of the eight bas-reliefs into Wang Pinxian does not mean that it ends here.

There are still many ways to go before Wang Pinxian, which must be constantly concise, practiced, and intertwined with a sacred breath. More and more, we need the vitality of the treasure world, and the laws of the various emperors to the immortals will be sacrificed and beaten before they can be upgraded.

What is better is the blood sacrifice of the rule of heaven and earth with the Emperor Shou, and the indecent divinity is created.

The current eight-headed battalion is still in the primary stage of the Wang Pinxian, reaching the peak, and the height of the gun of the trial is still far away.

The totem pot is in the hands of the Emperor. I don’t know how many barbarian emperors have been killed. Among them, there are many emperors of the barbarian kings. Now the rules are washed into the eight floats, complement each other, and the moment between the dragons Strong again.

As a result, the palm of Fang Han is comparable to any weapon of the gods. This is the claw of the dragon.

A wilderness, a wilderness, is a breath of "wildness."

The meaning of "wildness" is ancient, ancient, and distant. Powerful.

"Alright, I will marry you."

Jun Cangsheng stepped out, the long sword in his hand was decayed into magic, and the force was broken down. The mountain river was broken, turned into a wind, and danced with the wind. Under a sword, the upside down, the sea and the sea, are changing.

This sword is not a move. It is the understanding of the martial arts of Jun Cangsheng. For the realm of swordsmanship, the emperor must directly kill.

when!

Fang Han’s palm was up and down, and he took it, but he resisted the sword. Then the dragon claws swayed again and again, and even traced the source, killing the sword, “Zhulong control!”

His trick is the dragon martial arts, the most powerful means used when the ruined ancestors shaped the dragon world.

Under one claw, manipulating the world, destroying the evils of the ancient era, and creating the supreme power of the world, caught the hand of Jun Cangsheng holding the sword on the spot.

"It is also foolish to stick to the style of the move. The martial arts realm is lower." Faced with the creation of Fang Han, Jun Cangsheng did not fear, but instead showed sarcasm in his eyes: "My martial arts I have reached the realm of decay and magic, and I don’t stick to the realm of moves. Any simple blow is full of imperial power. You are not my opponent at all, give me a break."

Suddenly, the swords and spirits are everywhere, and there are stars everywhere. If the night falls, the stars are twinkling, the sky is full of sword light, and every point of the sword light turns into the stars and the sun, covering the sky, and suddenly the claws of Fang Han are broken. .

This sword smashes the wilderness and forces the wilderness. Actually above the power of the "wild".

when!

Sword, catch the collision.

Fang Han and Jun Cangsheng both retreated and separated.

This blow is actually evenly divided.

"Do not stick to the style? You have a deviation from the understanding of the martial arts. The move is the law. The move is the avenue. The avenue is invisible, but it falls into the eyes of the people. It is tangible. This changes in order to move, not to stick to the move. It is indeed The highest realm, unfortunately, your people are far from reaching the highest realm. Even if it is a fairy king, it is not the highest realm. There are still moves. Only when you get eternal, will you create rules at random, create civilization, create an era, you Now I am thinking about this kind of detachment, not sticking to the realm of the move, equal to the banyan tree, not self-reliant, entering the magic road, ridiculous and self-respecting, or I will give you an unforgettable lesson today."

Fang cold and cold refuted, speaking one word and one tone, like a mantra, this is actually the two people's heart is in the confrontation, the two are martial arts, the understanding of the avenue is in confrontation.

"Secret words make color." What kind of characters are Jun Cangsheng? Naturally, it will not be moved by Fang Han's words. In the face of Fang Han's refutation, it is cold eyes, one step again, and one sword stabbing, still an ordinary move, but it contains legends.

A skillful sword, no rules, antelope hanging corners, actually triggered the situation, killing Fang Fang.

Fang Han's face is not moving, and both palms are printed. The wild **** of one stock is triggered from the inside of the body. With the help of the dragons of all things, it has evolved into various kinds of laws and seals to resist the sword.

Between the two people in a twinkling of an instant, the fight has been repeated thousands of times, once more than once, the volatility is fierce, and the sorcerer's sword is getting sharper and sharper, almost cutting all.

Fang Han’s hands are getting stronger and stronger, and no matter how terrible the swordsman’s swords are, they can always resist.

In the battle, Fang Han does not fight back, that is, the soldiers will block the water to cover the earth, and each other's swordsman will be assassinated, and he will be accommodated by him. Longhua will be sent to the Eight Buddhism, thirty-three days to the treasure, and income. In the tank of the totem, it seems to fall in the wind. In fact, he is accumulating strength, and then looking for opportunities, one hit and kill.

Fang Han has just got the totem of the cans, in which the feathers of the savage barbarians have gained the strength of the majestic and have not had time to use refining, and now fighting with Jun Cangsheng, it is a great opportunity, the swordsmanship of Jun Cangsheng, martial arts have arrived. It is almost the realm of soaring ghosts and gods. Every move seems to be the king who dominates the heavens and the earth, triggering the heavens, the sky waves, the sky marks, and the sky patterns. The other side is cold and killed.

And this is like a sledgehammer in steelmaking iron, the other side is knocking in the cold, in the constant tapping, with the sword of Jun Cangsheng, Fang Han is tempering his own martial arts, the body is constantly fighting. Condensation, change.

At this moment, Fang Han does not seem to be fighting, it seems to be practicing, easy to write freely, one stroke and one style in the resistance between Jianqi, can not tell the calm and calm, demeanor, as if the Shenlong Tengyun is on the nine days.

At this time, anyone saw it. Fang Han did not fall into the wind in front of the reincarnation of Tianjun, and the more he played, the more his potential appeared.

Many of the emperors' faces were silent. They thought that Fang Han lost confidence and went to the battlefield in the final battle. They couldn't stop the three strokes and the two styles would die. I couldn't think of it more and more.

"This is really unfathomable. It will be a great thing in time." The emperor, the emperor, the emperor, the emperor and other old antiques talked to each other and widened their eyes. They thought they were two juniors fighting. In my heart, there is a point of mind, but now, I find that each of the two people’s fights is almost innovating, and they are very inspiring to them. They can’t help but feel secretly shocked.

"The two are all peerless tyrants, and the talents are great. If you come to Japan, you will definitely have to show the glory and call the king a hegemony."

"This is really a veritable genius battle. I don't know who will win?"

"Look! That's a singer's life! It's motivated."

Everyone was in a tight heart, and their eyes were fixed on the field again, and they dared not relax.

Suddenly, on the field, Jun Cangsheng took the sword and stood upright, facing the cold and cold road: "You are using my sword, tempering the magic weapon in your body, and the wild god?"

"I don't think you saw it." Fang said in a cold and indifferent way: "Unfortunately, you are alert so soon. I am still in the last glimmer of fire, and I am immediately reborn, and suppressing you between the palms."

"Jokes, even if you are a big success, it is not my opponent. Just the fight is just a simple warm-up, well, I will let you see and see my true school, three thousand avenues, all appear! Come out!"

Bang!

One after another, the vitality emerged from Jun Cangsheng. Suddenly, countless avenues rushed into the sky, condensed into a world of pieces in the sky, pieces of gods, gods of the heavens, all in among them.

"Great catastrophe, big five skills..."

Fang Han saw that Jun Cangsheng was in the body, and the road that flew out was full of 2,996 pieces. Only the four gates were missing. Big destiny, great cause and effect, great wish, big reincarnation. Surgery! That is to say, among the three thousand avenues, except for the four gates, all of them have been cultivated by Jun Cangsheng to reach the realm of perfection.

There are even three thousand avenues that have never been born, and they have all been learned by Jun Cangsheng.

"Wind, my three thousand avenues, there are still four perfect, no, in general, there are still three missing, because the big destiny has never appeared in this world, the road is not complete, this is the truth, and I In your body, you feel the cause and effect, the breath of reincarnation, get these two, my avenue will be more pure."

Bang!

Jun Cangsheng the whole person, like a demon god, stands in the air, the whole body exudes an ancient airflow, and the three thousand avenues rotate around him. Suddenly, they collide with each other and evolve. When the two avenues meet, they become a new one. Fairy, there are three kinds of avenues. There are dozens of avenues that meet.

In an instant, between the two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine avenues, the Daxian technique of the Ganges River is the same. It seems that all the fairy tales in the world are between this evolution.

"this is."

The face of the emperor’s face has changed. "This is the lawless kingdom! The king of the law, the king of law!"