Eternal Life

Chapter 850: Against the sky

Chapter 850

"It is really a pity. The gods and gods in these Protoss, how many gods can they practice, the seeds of true God?" Fang Han saw countless Protoss, under the punch of Feng Baiyu, withered and fallen, the power of God dissipated I couldn’t help but scream. For each of his gods, he is wealth, and he can create a disciple of a mysterious secret.

However, he felt that the protoss killed by Feng Baiyu were not wasted.

The power of the gods of the Protoss, the seeds of the true God, was instantly extracted by the power of the "Twilight of the Gods", incorporated into the Emperor's Mirror, and then passed through the Emperor's mirror and entered the body, the ancient power of the seal in the wind white feathers, Every bit of awakening.

After falling down to serve the goddess of Lent, Feng Baiyu seems to have changed into a person, and there is a vagueness of a big man. This big man is not an ordinary giant, but a kind of towering towering in the cosmic peak a long time ago. That kind of existence. Heaven and earth are all in one heart.

"Dawei waste dragon!" Fang Han did not dare to neglect, the body shrinks and rises, the body of the ruined ancestors is slightly shocked, and countless days of magic blasts, the ancient gods and tens of millions of enchantments suddenly disintegrate, countless demon kings Cracked, some of the devils who have cultivated to the realm of Jin Dan, after the body was blown up, countless golden dragons danced in the air, thousands of thousands, like stars shining in the sky.

The flooded ancestors, Zhangkou, sucked, countless Jindan was inhaled by him, and then his body swayed and rushed.

“Fast, full of more than 5,000 Jin Dan.”

Fang Hankou, Jin Dan swallowed more than 5,000 pieces, all of which were struggling with seals and stored them. Now that he has reached this realm, Jin Dan masters can't blew themselves up, and the thoughts have not yet risen, they are smothered. There is no chance at all to go to nothing. Even if you are a long-lived, undead person, there is no chance of self-destruction.

"The speed is rushing down, and the consequences are extremely serious."

The wind white feathers hold the Emperor's mirror, and when they are illuminated, the chaotic flesh and blood of the front are also turned into blue smoke. He also refused to take care of a lot. He even displayed the light of the eternal life in the Emperor's Mirror. The existence of this light would suffer eternal damage and turn into fly ash.

In the twinkling of an eye, Fang Hanfeng's white feathers carry the power of the majestic, breaking through the demon, the genius of the protoss army, directly falling into the core of the chaotic flesh and blood, and suddenly saw a scene of unforgettable life.

A huge altar, the altar is the color of Wujin, the blood is dripping above, I don't know how many broken limbs are squirming on it. Many of the Protoss emperors stand beside the altar and read the truth.

Among them, Fang Han saw the Emperor of the Emperor, the Emperor of the Emperor, the Emperor of the Emperor, the Emperor of the Scythe, the Emperor of the Skull, the Emperor of the Red Emperor, the Emperor of the Purple Moon, and other powerful Protoss.

And other small emperors, which are densely packed, are even more numerous. Like the king of the gods who hate the Emperor of Heaven, there are hundreds of thousands of people, around these great emperors revolving, conveying the power of God and singing the scriptures.

These sacred gods, while singing the scriptures, each arrested countless monks. Each time they sang a verse, they killed the monks with their swords, or killed them into two pieces. The bodies were thrown into the altar. Crawling, the sound of crying shocked the world. Countless grievances rushed over the altar.

Some powerful monks, after being killed in two halves, will not die, and the altar will wriggle. Caused a fierce **** scene.

In the deepest part of the altar, the four tall gods are guarding a huge black blood. The four tall gods, some of them are similar to the gods of the Lent, but one of them, holding a sword, repaired far above the Lhasa Protos, actually revealed the rules of life and death. realm.

It is a master of the ten-year-old, true-sex level.

At the Protoss level, the power can be invincible. It is enough to resist the fight against the sunset, the drug is long, and the three gods of the real fairy, such as the Holy Land, join hands.

Just now, the knives of the sacred knives were obviously killed by this god.

However, what shocked Fang Han was not the gods who held the "anti-sacred sword", but the central, the huge Wujin blood.

In the center of Wujin’s bloody, he is a young man with a full body. This young man is handsome and has a slender eyebrow with a cruel smile on his face. He stands and a blood-shirted man is holding his head and squatting. Up and down, the pain is distorted. Struggling to resist, but no matter how resisted, they can't move, and the strength of the whole body is sucked away bit by bit.

Every time this blood-stained person **** away a little strength, the strength of the young man is raised a little, and Fang Han still feels that the spirit of this young man is always combined with the chaotic yuan. It seems that the refining of this unique device is integrated into the body and the human treasure is one.

The **** man is awesome.

I saw it at the beginning.

Originally, in the chaotic fetus, this instrument is almost invincible, but now the Protoss invaded and displayed the altar, which separated the spirit and the entire chaotic fetus, making him alone and helpless. Refinery.

The young man in the blood of Wujin, who is full of strength and horrible, is almost as good as the Emperor. A surge of power, released a little, can destroy countless planets.

Moreover, the strength of this young man is still improving. Fang Han even feels that the cultivation of this young man has reached the bottleneck. Now he is refining the spirit of the instrument and surrendering the chaotic element. Once successful, the bottleneck breaks through. Scary for terror.

"Fang Han, this young man, is the leader of the Protoss, he will break through the realm of the Emperor. As soon as he gets the ownership of the chaotic fetus, he immediately breaks through the realm of the Emperor, and smashes the heavens and the earth and kills invincible. The mana has no boundaries." Feng Baiyu looked at it and angered: "In the chaotic fetus, there are countless gods' blood, although he can't directly devour flesh and blood like you, but surrendered this baby, you can use the breath to break through The last difficulty, and once the breakthrough, with the true law of immortality, it is possible to completely refine the chaotic fetal. Do not let him break, otherwise we will die without a place of burial. And, Fang Han, you get After the chaos of the fetus, slowly refining with the little fate, into the body, then what is the genius of the thunder, what is the number of robbery, no words. Your strength, between the jump, comparable to the fairy! Your body , tyrannical reach an incredible degree."

The emperor is the fairy.

This young man actually wants to break through the realm of the fairy.

The existence of Taihuangtian is not really a fairy, but only half a fairy. Moreover, the Protoss of the Protoss does not know how much stronger than the general fairy. Once promoted, it is true that Fang Han and Feng Bai Yu may die without a place of burial. Feng Baiyu can surrender to the goddess of the fast, and that has reached the limit, the **** of the true fairy level can not surrender. Not to mention the gods.

"Incorporating chaotic fetal births, reaching the realm of the gods!" Fang Hanyi listened, and the scales were also erected. The flesh and blood of the chaotic fetus could not be obtained by the Protoss.

"The waste dragons are cracked, the rivers are broken, the heavens and the earth are mixed, the sun and the moon are dull, and the universe is flooded." The body was reconciled, and Fang Han grabbed and tore out, directly forced, and even opened countless gods, directly cut into the altar. In the middle, the attack went to the Wujin Giants. At the same time, he roared in the sky: "The predecessors of the Yuanyuan Yuanji must support it. The younger generation has already become a avenue and will come to save you."

The sound swells out and penetrates infinite space, and the huge scorpion fluctuates. Among them, the blood-stained people who supported it hard felt something. When they opened their eyes fiercely, they saw the dying ancestors of Fang Hanhua, and suddenly the spirit was shocked, the blood was filled, and the numerous arrays of chaotic fetuses were rotated. One after another huge flesh and blood flies out and turns into a whirlpool, which actually shakes the Wujin altar.

"Damn! At the critical time, there is a loophole. As long as I still insist on an hour, I will be able to thoroughly refine this spirit, integrate the entire magic weapon, reach the realm of the Emperor, and be supreme!" Young in Wujin's **** The Protoss felt that the situation had changed, and the eyes flashed out of the green evil light, and the corner of the mouth smiled as if to destroy everything in the world.

"All the emperors, listen to my orders, kill people! One does not stay! Mona gods! ? ? ? ?! ????! Against the gods! Protect me! Do not leave, everything waits for me to promote Go to the emperor to re-examine. Promote to the Emperor, no matter how many enemies, I will kill."

The young Protoss issued another order. He pressed his hand on the head of the blood-stained man, and once again increased the power of refining. The **** clothes are snarling and struggling. There were many cracks on the blood of Wujin.

"Dare to invade, it is self-destruction. The moths are on fire."

The long-handed knife, reaching the goddess of the real wonderland, is the "reverse **** god respect", this **** respect, seeing Fang Hanlong claws cracked, suddenly turned, knife light explosion, pieces of silver-white snowflakes, filled the air, The knife is horizontal and vertical.

In the sleek knives, countless poems flowed, and the knife flashed like a sob. Among the knives, there is no trace of evil, no taste of Protoss rule, and no sharpness of killing, but there is blood, youth, sweat, struggle... Inspiring countless people, going forward, Go on the road to the sky.

This is a very different approach from the Protoss martial arts.

When Fang Han’s dragon claws touched the knife light, they felt the body squatting, and the blood was boiling. There was a feeling of being controlled by the knife.

"Fang Han, this is a knife against the sky, the epic knives, be careful, you can't let the knife invade, otherwise you have nothing, but the six major immortals in your body, the five great demons, many devils, will be knife Inspired by the violent, violent, ***, out of control."

Fang Han’s ear conveyed the sound of the wind white feathers, and the wind white feathers of the Emperor’s mirror took a picture and fixed the many elements in Fang Han’s body again.

"So so powerful?" Fang Han shocked, but also condensed spirit, clear mind, Zhang mouth a spit, the reincarnation of the disk rotation, falling into the knife light.