Eternal Life

Chapter 758: Emotional

Chapter 758 Essence

The gods of up to ten thousand miles, do not know how many runes were posted.

The power of the rune, united, can even directly kill Fang Han. Even if it is the Eight Buddhism, the Cangsheng Seal, the water and fire wings, the Huangquan map is useless. It can be said that Fang Han has not yet thought of what kind of strength, can compete against so many seals.

However, at this moment, all the symbols are extinguished.

Guanghua was suppressed by a strange force among the coffins. Temporarily lost all abilities.

How big is the strange power in this coffin?

Fang Han can't imagine.

Hu Dahan was also obviously taken aback, his eyes showed horror, his body turned backwards, it seemed to want to escape, but late, in the gap of the god's open, an old voice, passed out, that The sound comes from the secluded hell, the depths of the darkness, the eternal demon world, the source of evil, the light is the sound, the coldness feels sweaty, the body is paralyzed, and the innermost part is covered with a great shadow.

"Your eyes will become my eyes... Your heart will be my heart... Your bones will become my scepter..."

The old voice, which emerged from the coffin, was sullen, and with this sound, it was a huge, dead gray palm, and the dead gray palm seemed to have died of billions of years of rotten bones. The stale breath is transmitted from above.

Hey, this palm, protruding from the cracks of the coffin, seems to be the ancient demon corpse, the resurrection, the source of all evil, once again climbed out of the coffin.

"Do not!"

Hu Dahan, turned and ran, no hesitation.

In front of the dead gray, rotten bones, he did not have the slightest resistance.

He tried his best to run all his laws, and his body became a group, once again turned into a dusty world, mixed in the dust of space, and tried to escape.

However, the huge dead gray palm did not stop, the old voice still sounded: "Your head will become my glass... Your soul will be my sacrifice..."

Hey!

In this voice, the body of Hu Dahan was once again shaken out of the void, and a strong force in the darkness pulled out his dusty world.

boom!

At the moment of his appearance, his eyeball suddenly flew out of his eyelids and fell on the dead gray hand. Then the flesh and blood on his body began to fall off, showing the bones and flying into the dead gray hands. , gradually changing, became a scepter.

Your eyes will be my eyes.

Your bones will become my scepter.

Among the coffins, the ancient words are realized!

Fang Han Mao suddenly, motionless, watching the sound of Hu Dahan's miserable, struggling, no help, this is a unilateral ***, *** vertical, like a big man playing with an ant, facing this Power, his great courage, there is only one word, that is to escape!

However, just as he was about to escape, Hu Dahan was once again screaming, and all the laws of the whole world were broken, all of which were sucked into the dead gray hands.

Then, the big hand that died of gray did not retract into the coffin, but aimed at Fang Han.

boom!

Fang Han felt that, in the midst of it, a grievance, death, an unimaginable abnormal force, enveloped himself. All the bans of Huang Quantu stopped working.

Among the coffins, the old voice resounded again.

"Your mouthpiece will become the snail on the altar. Your body will become the corpse on the totem pole..."

This dead gray hand, once again killing Fang Han like killing Hu Danhan.

"Fight!"

Fang Han felt that the ancient voice penetrated into his body and grabbed his body. All the magic weapons were completely controlled. Even the pure sun flame could not be burned. The hexagram of the eight floats was 3.6 billion days. Frightened, all the masters are fainting.

The singer of the Supreme Dragon Ball is also imprisoned and frozen.

All the magic weapons of Fang Han have lost their effect. Even the beasts are white, like puppets of sculpture. All the vitality, at this moment, seems to have all been drained, turned into dust of history, settled down, and permanently degraded.

In front of this force, Fang Han was shocked to discover that all struggles were in vain.

He was the first to encounter such a situation.

"Don't you be buried here today?" Fang Han desperately ran all his magical powers, even if it was three thousand avenues, it could not work. Only the small fate of life, under this force, slowly running. Give him a chance.

However, the power of the little fate, although able to work, is still useless.

The old voice, never stop saying: "Your head will become a glass of sacrifice...."

The strength has once again increased, the power of evil, and even the fate of the fate has begun to be banned, and the real movement of Fang Han is not allowed! Although the sacred fate is outside the heavens, it is a branch of destiny, but for Fang Han, it is too weak, and the weak is not worth mentioning. Because he did not cultivate to the point where he reached the peak.

The evil power in this coffin is like a prison in the sea. Even if the fairy is in front of it, it is eclipsed, and the power disparity is too big to compare.

The power of evil eroded every piece of flesh and blood in Fang Han’s body, trying to transform his body. He put his mouthpiece into a snail on the altar........

Everything is gray, and Fang Han feels his strength, extremely small, and any resistance is despair.

But he struggled hard, urging his strongest will and fighting back. In this struggle, his will produces an unparalleled potential! Never before this moment, his will has been so determined, there is such a clear, this dead gray hand, the power of the evil source, completely stimulated his own potential.

At the moment of life and death, he has accumulated huge savings and bloomed again.

Ah, ah... The huge roar, bursting out of his body, all his magical laws are beginning to work, and the little fate is a program, a wonderful combination, deposited in his flesh and blood, some remedies The power was smashed.

He has taken countless medicinal herbs, such as Zuxian Zhizundan, etc., which are all refining in the strong world of the immortal world. Among them, the will of the immortals, deposited in the blood, can not be refining, even the blood of the plate There is also the Wushou Buddhism's will of the Supreme Buddhism, which cannot be refining.

But now, with a strong life threat, these wills are all motivated to fight against the dead gray hands.

Fang Han ignited all the babies, and the water and fire wings flapped and opened thousands of gaps in time and space.

The big gray hand, seeing Fang Han so fierce, but not surprised at all, the ancient strange voice transmitted from the gods, did not stop, but the power of the spread, more powerful: "Your soul, will Become a flame of sacrifice totem, your flesh and blood will become the soil of all evil..."

Oh!

Fang Han’s will is once again defeated by all, without a trace of reservation.

The ancient power has truly infiltrated every part of his body, and he has to be broken down, decayed, degraded, and caught in the gods.

But at this moment, the ancient power seemed to be touching the hairline of the square cold finger, and it was suddenly stopped. It seemed to be inducing something. The big gray hand on the dead gray lighted the pale flame. From above the hairline, burning past, infiltrated into the void, it is actually to rely on the body of this silk hair to attack and even capture the exquisite fairy.

"court death!"

Above the entwined hair thread, a scream of anger is conveyed. It seems that I don’t know what space, in what world, Linglong Xianzun encountered a strong attack by this gray hand.

"When I have to live forever, all evil will eventually be destroyed..."

"When I have to live forever, all karma, and finally free..."

From the hair, Fang Han heard the vast expanse of the great wish.

The vast expanse of this great wishing technique, actually a little low-end capture of the death of the gray hand, to dispel the strange power, it is in the midst of it, Linglong Xianzun through this silk hair shot.

"Who knows how hard eternal life is... Who can control the ship of destiny to reach the other side... Who can control the steering wheel of the ship of destiny..."

The old voice changed and the power was even greater! Actually, the voice of the great wish of Linglong Xianzun was oppressed.

Uh... The hair left by Linglong Xianzun seems to burn.

"The source of all evils! Actually there is such a thing in the world..." The hair finally conveyed the exquisite voice of Linglong Xianzun, "Return! Heaven and earth pass the power! Hongmeng one! In the name of heaven, from evil Under the source of the source of life, I exchanged the life with Tianfu for 360,000 years!"

Hey! On that hair, I finally conveyed again the power of a stalwart. In this power, there is an unparalleled strong will. It even contains a mysterious rule of the Three Thousand Avenues. It seems that the exquisite fairy has finally exhibited. The true ability.

Immediately, Fang Han felt that the mana of the whole body had skyrocketed, and a force in the flesh and blood was derived, which made him simulate the rules of the world, the law of the hole, and even the law of the fairy tales... It seems to be the exquisite fairy, passed His body began to come to his true strength, and to gain a glimmer of life from this source of evil.

Hey!

All the unique pieces of Fang Han have begun to exert their greatest power.

The Eight Dragons above the Supreme Dragon Ball began to rotate, and Fang Han once again combined into a ruined dragon, and there was a stalwart figure on the reincarnation plate. The figure of this stalwart was wearing yellow clothes, and the rough big hand held a child. The figure. I walked over from a distance.

The child was also wearing yellow clothes and coming from afar.

Fang Han only felt that the stalwart figure wearing yellow clothes was very familiar. It’s not Huang Quanda, and the figure of the child is the young Huang Quan Emperor!

The disk of reincarnation was thoroughly ignited, and such a scene appeared.

The reincarnation of the reincarnation was so expanded that it slightly supported the dead gray hand slightly, and then the power transmitted by Linglong Xianzun was slightly twisted! I ran out of the void and escaped here.