Eternal Life

Chapter 807: Return of the Emperor

Chapter 807 Return of the Emperor

Since I know that this angelic messenger is just a ***, Fang Hanxin is alive. In the face of the request made by the angels of the heavens, it is necessary to monitor Fang Qingxue himself.

This article is proposed, the angel of the heavenly fairy is already a dead list in Fang Hanxin.

Although this celestial messenger is not able to be countered by Fang Han, but Fang Han’s confidence is firm, one day, he will completely kill the celestial beings and become the legendary power of the ancients who can kill the immortals.

"Inspector Fang Qingxue? Xian made a joke, she is also Shennong seeing the first end, I don't know where her whereabouts." Although the heart has decided to kill the gods, but on the surface, it is still a virtual snake.

"This is no problem. At the time of the Fairy Conference, she should come back. And she has planted the seeds of fate on you, and has inextricably linked with you." The angels of the fairy seem to know a lot, and their eyes are tight. Staring at Fang Han: "Fang Han, Heaven, is not the existence of your confrontation, even if Huang Quan the Great, is also killed, let alone you? If you are obedient, be a good slave, I will give you a symbol, on Plastic heaven, when you cross the virtual fairy, the fairy tales will be reduced, you will pass safely, if you are not obedient, even if you escape today, come to the celestial world, you have to smash the bones. You must not die. ”

"Yes? The celestial penalty is to communicate with the rules of the heavens. The greater the potential of the celestial being, the stronger the tyranny. The more powerful the singularity of the celestial world is, the more it is not developed by someone. This is the cultivation of this, I Still know." Fang Han said.

"Foolish!" The angel of the heavens drank: "Where mortals dare to talk about heaven, do you know what the sky is? What is heaven? You are just a frog at the bottom of the well. No, the frog at the bottom of the well looks at you, you are just a locust in the stinking ditch. ""

"you!"

Fang Han did not think that this immortal messenger, talking about the words so unkind, according to the truth to draw themselves, always have to be false, but the other party really looks like a slave, dismissive, it is like a royal aristocrat in the secular Look at the general.

"How? There are two paths to life and death, whatever you choose." The angels of Tianxian are indifferent, without the slightest human feelings: "If you choose a dead end, I will send you on the road now."

"See who is going to get on the road!"

Fang Han is talking between the palm of his hand, the big hand makes the space turbulent, almost no time, just hit the body of the angel of the angel.

This time, Fang Han is suddenly launched, violent electric lightning, violent storms, murderous heart, such as the assassin forbearance, poured a hit of the essence of life.

He has really digested the harvest of this trip to the island of Xiandao. The fairy tea tree is integrated into the body, and the life is growing. The eight bas-reliefs have turned into mysterious, Wanyushu, which has swallowed the **** tea tree. The law of mixing holes. Accumulate unprecedented arrogance, even now Fang Han can go to the tomb of the dragon, directly refining it into a unique device.

However, it will be besieged by the dragon masters, so he must wait for him to improve his strength and then at least practice to "virtual fairy."

However, we must first pass this crisis and escape from the hands of the angels.

Hey!

Fang Hanyan saw this palm and hit the body of the angel of the angels, but it seems to have the illusion that the angel of the heavens is not in this space. "Not in this space? The technique of free space?" Fang Han’s heart is moving, he is free to send and receive Suddenly, he changed his palm to his claws, his fingertips were free, and he scratched tens of thousands of parallel spaces, but he still did not catch the shadow of the angels.

"Slave, can you transcend me with your understanding of the laws of space? Tell you that in the mortal world, you will never realize the true laws, and you will not be able to get the precious spirit of the Yuanshi. You have this little space rule. In my case, it is equal to the simplicity of a child's family. Do you know what is called the ternary void? Know what is the two-dimensional universe? Yuanshi world? These things, your little slave, is impossible to understand."

The celestial messenger, the sound of the yin test, suddenly appeared behind Fang Han.

The strong danger has once again reached the top of the back.

Fang Han only felt the hair on the back erect, as if the scorpion climbed on it, and immediately moved it. But one piece was swept away.

The clothes on his body were made by Huang Quantu, and the protection was extremely strong. However, with this sweep, countless vitalities were scraped away, as if they had suffered devastating damage.

"Slave, your alertness is good. However, your little mortal law can also fight against me?" The angel of the heavens appeared behind Fang Han, and he caught a yellow cloud in his hand.

"The power of reincarnation, good strength, unfortunately, unfortunately, you will not be the three thousand avenues." The angel of the heavens reached out and pinched, and the yellow cloud was directly burned, evaporated, and turned into nothing.

"Huang Quantu's suffocation has been melted by him. Tianxian's understanding of the law is indeed horrible. Oops, Fang Han quickly evaded, and he attacked again."

He also shrank in a group in Huang Quan.

Fang Han didn't even have time to think about it. There was a coolness in his head, and he diddge again, but his hair hurt, and his hair was covered with a horrible hand knife.

Fang Han now has every hair and is a good material for refining the perfect machine. Sturdy and incomparable, it was directly cut off. It is obvious that the rules mastered by the angels of this day are terrible.

"I see when you can hide?" The angel of the heavens appeared again, grabbing hundreds of hairs in his hands, smashing into a ball, turning into a flame, burning and burning. "Your body is very powerful." This body can be used to refine the baby."

After Fang Han’s hair was burned, the angels of the heavens sneered and the body disappeared again.

"No, this fairy messenger, although it is a ***, but the understanding of the law is too strong, how can I not grasp the space where he is located, a space law, there are still so many famous halls." Thinking quickly, at this time he knows the horror of the master of heaven, not the power, but a kind of control over the law. It is also the law of space. Fang Han is like a child dance sword, and the angel of heaven is like Master of swordsmanship. The two men are not a single series.

Hey!

Fang Han is in the space, constantly moving, but the suffocation of the whole body is constantly being blown up. Every attack of the angels of the heavens causes no small scars. Fang Han could not lock the specific location of the angels.

There is no way to fight this fight.

Even Fang Han can't escape.

"The law of body protection! The light of guardianship!" At this critical juncture, Fang Han determined the tactics, defensively, and waited for opportunities to break through, showing the guardian light of the Great Immortal, and the body glowed with the Holy Light, flowing out of the Holy Light. The sacred hymn of the epic, the numerous flying wings of white long wings, flowing in the light.

"Do you want to learn this fairy tales?" The attack of the celestial messenger was once again killed on Fang Han's body, but this time it did not hurt his body, but caught in The body of the milky white ornate epic tribute to the radiance.

A lot of light was caught, but it was quickly filled.

"I thought that this level of fairy magic can withstand me?" The attack of the angel of the heavenly emperor suddenly accelerated, and the space everywhere was his shadow. His power even filled up thousands of parallel spaces, as if It is the source of water, without holes. All spaces are infiltrated.

"Tian Xian messenger, don't you know, I will summon the person to come to the pen? You attack me like this, don't be afraid of my counter-attacks, you must know that anyone who deals with my cold is not going to end you. The same is true.” Fang Han is very quiet and secretly accumulates strength. When he finds an opportunity, he will violently strike.

To deal with such a strong person, such as the angel of the heavens, even if it is a ***, all dogs bite the hedgehog, there is no way to mouth, because it can not be locked.

"What is the Emperor's pen?" The fairy ambassador smiled and said: "Even in the heyday, he is just a medium-sized item in the fairy, far less than the Wang Pinxian, not to mention that all the laws of the fairy have been lost. There is one waste. Even if it happens, I will pinch it like an ant. But bringing this thing back to the fairy world is also a great achievement. You quickly summon this waste."

"Yes? I am a waste? What are you?"

Suddenly, a long, ancient voice rang out in the space.

A huge crystal pen appeared on the surface of the sea.

Originally, the sea was a raging wind, rainstorms, thunder and lightning, and no fingers were seen. But when this huge crystal pen appeared, it immediately calmed down, and all the heavens disappeared, which tended to be calm and windy. The sun is shining, and peace, peace, order, and civilization are everywhere.

The pen represents civilization.

A huge crystal pen appeared in the sky, and the atmosphere of civilization was interpreted to the extreme.

"The Emperor's pen!" The sect of the Immortal Enchanter saw the appearance of the Emperor's pen in the air, and all of them were shocked: "You are also a sinister of the immortal world. If you take it, I will be able to get a great reward and even be given the law of the gods. Become a god! The realm is improved, the status is rising, give me a decent!

Among the sounds of the singer, the celestial messengers in the celestial world are all purple stunned, and they are all smashed into a big hand, and they are caught in the pen.

"Is it by you?" The body of the Emperor's pen was slightly shocked, and he became a middle-aged emperor. His hair fluttered behind his head, his eyes were scornful, and there was no movement. The fairy-tale messenger's big hand reached him and he automatically Spread, collapse, turn into countless lightning, baptize his body.

"The Tao is natural, heaven and earth are integrated!"

The celestial messenger was shocked, and suddenly there was a sword in his hand, slamming forward, the space trembled, and the sacred flower was derived step by step. "Seven steps against the sky, the sword of the penalty!"

All the swords and qis are broken, and every sword is stretched and stretched in the void. It is as long as 100,000 miles. For example, the river of Gengjin, the ocean of laws, kills the pen.