Eternal Life

Chapter 1454: Zen altar

Chapter 1454 Sealing the Altar

Fang Han is a big joy in my heart.

Originally, he still had some worries, because the Hongyao Tianjunwei could be unmatched. Just a palm of his hand came down and he could hold him down. The remaining four origins of the dynasty Tianjun were against the white feathers, Feng Yaoguang, Mi Bao, Xiao Huang. Threat.

Don't look at the fact that you can kill Tianjun at will, but the strength of the four people of Fengbaiyu is weak. In the face of the four great kings, there is no guardian of their own, but they will be killed in an instant.

The power of the four people is not as great as one thousandth of the current cold.

However, now the wind white feathers, one promoted to the heavens. Actually, they were able to directly resist the four great kings, so that they could not cross the Leichi half-step, which reduced the pressure of the cold.

"Hey! Well! M!! Bun! It! Hey!" Fang Han finger moves, the boundless Buddha sound, directly passed into the body of the wind white feather, he used the supreme means to help the wind white feathers to consolidate.

Fang Han now, how to repair it? What kind of magical power? Almost six chaotic eras have been cultivated, and have experienced six times of ability to open up the world. It is enough to be as beautiful as the chaotic heavenly monarch. Although Feng Baiyu awakens all the memories of Sakyamuni, it is still not his opponent. Fang Han saw it at a glance. The repair of Feng Baiyu, although awakened, is still not stable. Now, although it can resist the four great kings, then it will let the four great kings see the flaws and break the power. The source, even let the wind white feathers fall again.

The six-character mantra was mastered by Fang Han, and it was attacked into the body of Feng Bai Yu by means of supreme means. He immediately helped him to stabilize all the cultivations. The enormous power of Sakyamuni was suddenly mastered.

Feng Baiyu nodded and looked up. The voice in his mouth was grand, vast, and strong. Although he could not say that he could truly defeat the four great kings, he could not help himself.

"Good! Fang Han, you will receive this altar of altar, I will help you." Feng Bai Yu said: "This altar of altar is the **** of the heavens, the origin of the immortal king to do his best to create the supreme artifact, although not an artifact, but As long as the soul is poured, it is not weaker than the artifact. After the collection, it will add another big treasure to my era."

Between the words, the door of the custard behind him, the door of convenience opened, the magical powers, the violent revolving, the vast power of the Buddha and the light radiated farther, and at the same time lasing the altar.

The two joined forces and banged and played the altar again.

"Jiyuan Shenquan." Fang Han suddenly punched and swayed, the mighty dragon force, came here, and crushed the palm of the flooded Tianjun.

Now his strength has improved a lot.

Swallowed the floating heavenly king, the river map Tianjun, these two have survived the era of the catastrophe, after the heavens and earth ruined Tianjun, the eight bas-reliefs into the holy fairy, equivalent to the heavenly king, in the era of the gods, Among the crystal gods, turning into a glimpse of the eye makes the era of the gods more powerful.

Fang Han closed his eyes and saw a lot of eyes. The *** is the most tyrannical, followed by the robes of the moment, followed by the eight bas-reliefs, and then thirty-three days to the treasure.

Now, the role of the thirty-three days of treasure is just a crackdown on the eye, and the power is completely gone.

The power of Fang Han can no longer erupt three hundred times. In fact, as soon as you are promoted to Heavenly King, all the multipliers will disappear, because there is no magic weapon that can support Tianjun's multiplying power. Unless it is a real artifact.

"It seems that I can only find the artifacts of the artifacts, and even swallow the big axe of the Protoss in the future. It is possible to restore the glory of the past to thirty-three days." Fang Hanxin is thinking, but the hands are not slow. I flew up, the long river of the body crystal **** country, the mighty, washed the huge "female altar" to the sky.

Although the "Fan Chan Altar" is as big as a big world in the world, Fang Han can be wrapped in a epoch, not to mention a big world. Even if it is a 3,000-year-old world, Fang Han can swallow it all at once. Don't hit one.

The epoch of the epoch, completely wrapped up the "Fan Zen altar", Fang Han's body, a fire of the era of the era began to sing, at the same time, the body of the strong origin of the power, a ** of the perfusion into the meditation In the altar.

The power of this altar was completely motivated.

Fang Han has already penetrated the mystery of the highest power of origin, relying on the sacred sacred sacred thing that is no less than the altar of the altar of meditation, began to refine the entire altar. The ambition is big, and many Heavenly Kings are far behind.

"Damn! Fang Han, you dare to refine the altar of the Zen Buddhism, you are the real enemy of our origin dynasty, our origin dynasty will do all the power, attack your era gate, even unite with heaven, destroy you, you really want to establish Do we originate from this powerful enemy of the dynasty?"

The angry voice of the ruins of the wilderness was transmitted from the air, and it was a great wilderness, slamming the past against the epoch.

Suddenly, a **** of the dragon flew out in the ecstacle of the epoch, wearing a robes of the moment, and also a palm, violently killing the palm of the wilderness.

The two palms collided, and the palm of the ruthless Tianjun shrunk back, and the dragon **** wearing the robes of the king’s robes also flew into the ecstacle of the era, the dragon **** wearing the royal robe. Nature is the Eight Buddhism.

"I am going to sit in the era of the Yuan Dynasty, and temporarily replace a line of eyes." Feng Baiyu is also carrying Mi Bao, Feng Yaoguang, Xiao Huang rises into the sky, into the era of the gods, he used the era of the gods as the ocean, Self-contained as a Buddha vortex, it has become a glimpse.

This line of his eyes is very tyrannical. He surpassed the eight floating sects. When he grabbed the big hand and rolled it into the crystal **** country, he repelled the four great kings of the attack. At the same time, a big handprint of Buddhism, once again and the wild Tianjun’s big hands collide.

The big hand of Hong Tian Tianjun actually could not shake the white feathers in the era of the gods.

Feng Baiyu was originally the reincarnation of Sakyamuni, and now sits in the epoch of the epoch, and turns into a sacred eye. It can be said that the dragon is returning to the sea, and with the help of Fang Han’s entire power, his Buddha’s mana has reached the maximum. realm.

"Fang Han is not a peerless **** who is not born in countless eras. I was the first to be the first in wisdom when she was full of Sakyamuni, but she could not understand the history of this era, and it was a fusion of countless civilizations. There is no means, it is powerful, it is really powerful..." Sitting in the epoch of the epoch, even the wisdom of the white feathers of the past, the singer of the singer, admire the five bodies, and think that wisdom is not as good as the cold.

In the way of understanding the era, Feng Baiyu has many comprehensions, and Mi Bao and others have turned into a group of eyes, in which they rise and fall, with the power of the epoch.

"Well, wind white feathers, you become a battle. For me, the benefits are very big. I have refining this altar of altars and let all the heavenly kings of the origin dynasty be buried." The celestial gods passed through the depths of the gods, and the wind white feathers saw it. In the middle of the epoch of the epoch that covered countless worlds, the altar of the chanting was flashing, and the power of the road seemed to melt away. In order to be a king of origin, the smile of the flower, actually sitting at the center of the altar of the altar, constantly instilling the power of origin into the altar of the altar, and in the altar of the feast, the tyrannical power of a stock is emitted. Incorporating into the epoch of the epoch, the entire epoch of the dynasty, as if injecting countless medicines into the shape of a big man, the power is constantly violent, and every crystal **** country has undergone tremendous changes.

Among the crystal gods, there is a shadow of an altar. Fang Han began the means of cultivating the shackles.

Throughout the era of the gods, because of the constant refining of the altar of the altar, the power is becoming more and more tyrannical, and finally spread to the entire origin. The alien space of the piece of origin has collapsed, and some hidden tyrannical ideas have all flown out, and the crazy outward impact. It seems that I feel the signs of the collapse of the place of origin.

The chaos is completely chaotic, and it is silent that I don’t know how many billions of years of origin. It seems that the end of the day is coming.

"The powerful power, these are the altars of the Zen Buddhism, and have received countless years of prayer power." Feng Baiyu constantly absorbs the violent power of the ecstasy, and every absorption is equal to his penance. It’s only a hundred million years before it can gather together.

And these forces are nothing but a feast for the altar of the Zen.

Fang Han is constantly refining and melting the altar of meditation, and in the palm of the dynasty outside the epoch of the gods, the four heavenly kings are constantly attacking the gods, but the gods are becoming more and more tyrannical. As soon as the big hand approached, it was shaken open, and the four great heavens were hysterical, but they were all close to the brilliance of the gods.

In other words, this altar of Zen was fixed by Fang Hanlian.

"Infinite horror."

At this moment, a horrible idea came to the place of origin and condensed into a tall heavenly king. This day, the king wears armor, grabs the big hand, and the horrible breath is sent out, directly attacking the party. Cold, power is stronger than death.

"Terrorist Heavenly King" has come.

The origin of the dynasty, one of the two masters of the horror Tianjun.

The first master is the Hongyao Tianjun. It is a pity that the Hongyao Tianjun only came with a palm. Now, this horrible Tianjun is really coming down. The strength of the whole body, like the tide of the rushing, between the big hands, The epoch of the epoch was rumbling and blasting, and the thunder was angered everywhere. It seems that a respected thunder is falling.

"Hong Tian Tianjun, you are peace of mind to sacrifice the gods, do not give up the power, I will come here, I will be able to suppress this, destroy his era door, and suppress him so many times can not turn over." Jun sent out a fearful voice: "He can't refine the altar of altar!"

"Yes? I can't refine the altar of the altar. Who said?" Suddenly, the whole era of the gods, and the explosion, everyone saw that the altar of Zen was shrinking at an unparalleled speed, and finally the era was turned into Fang Han, and the altar of the Zen is transformed into the size of the thumb and integrated into his eyebrows.