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Chapter 1124 One Kill One

Chapter 1124 One Kills One

Refined Cao Zhengyang.

Zhitianmen became a middle-grade immortal weapon, which led to the transformation of all thirty-three heavenly treasures.

Fang Han's strength increased, and the majestic power of creation came from the void. He felt the power conveyed by some fragments of creation artifacts in countless time and space, countless regions.

The Divine Kingdom crystals in his body became stronger again and doubled in number.

The mysteries produced by all the transformations of the Thirty-three Heavenly Treasures are unimaginable. What is the concept of doubling the number of crystals in the Kingdom of God? That is to say, the power that Fang Han can hold has doubled. It was originally able to hold hundreds of thousands of gold.

The Immortal Law can now accommodate millions of Dao.

Cao Zhengyang's essence, blood, vitality, and various magical powers, such as the "Void Emperor's Undefeated Battle Sacred Method", Zu Lei's method, and various unparalleled martial arts, all entered Fang Han's own Crystal Divine Kingdom and were digested one by one.

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In Cao Zhengyang's body, there are many treasures, rare objects, and even several high-grade immortal weapons that contain the aura of the ancestral spirits. Now they are all refined, so that the thirty-three treasures contain the aura of the ancestral spirits.

, is already at the pinnacle of the middle-grade immortal weapon, and as long as Fang Han is promoted to the ancestor immortal, it seems that he can transform.

The power is boundless.

Absolutely boundless power.

This is the state after Fang Han refined Cao Zhengyang and completely transformed the thirty-three-day treasure into a middle-grade immortal weapon.

These thirty-three days of treasures have absorbed countless golden immortals along the way. How many high-grade immortal weapons, how many golden immortal laws, and how many king-grade elixirs have been absorbed.

At this moment, it finally happened.

That kind of power made Fang Han feel that all the costs were worth it.

"Impermanence, I know your ambition. Want to deal with me? Kill two women and make me a clone. It's a big mistake. Everything is in my calculation. No one can calculate me, and no one can defeat me.

I. I am the invincible, the undefeated God! You think you are geniuses, but today I will tell you that you are just a group of wretches, a group of ants, and a group of earthworms!"

Fang Han punched Wu Chang, and his powerful thoughts swept across.

"Do you think you can defeat me? You are still a Golden Immortal, and you are a different realm from me. I am an Ancestral Immortal, an immortal who has truly understood the true meaning of the Ancestor. You should know how big the gap is between the Golden Immortal and the Ancestor Immortal.

"

Wuchang sneered again and again, and struck out with several swords, knocking Fang Han's punches into the air.

"Kill the ancestors when you meet them!"

Fang Han roared again, and more power of creation descended from the void and poured into his body. All the crystal kingdoms began to show their power, and billions of gods were born. Those gods roared, vibrated, and sent out

The torrent of the gods.

Fang Han's body changed and transformed into thirty-three bodies again. With a snap, he surrounded Wu Chang and started to kill.

"Thirty-three times combat power..." This was what Wu Chang was most afraid of. His face changed wildly, his body shook, and a holy picture flew out from it, turning into a statue of a god intertwined with avenues, resisting Fang Han's impact.

"Fragments of the Oniwu Holy Picture!"

"That's right, it's the fragment of the Oniwu Holy Picture."

The seven divine prison law enforcement disciples saw the holy picture and were immediately moved.

"If you encounter a problem, you will break the plan!"

Fang Han roared again, and the spiritual veins were burning in his body. He now has so many spiritual veins that he is not afraid of using them up at all. "The residual picture of Oniwu Saint Lord is nothing more than this. He is a master of the gods. Impermanence, I will let him

You have seen the end of the gods! The way to the end, Ragnarok!"

Destroy!

Fang Han used the Thirty-Three Days Divine Fist of Creation, with thirty-three times the combat power, and beat the fragment of the Oni Wu Holy Picture into a state of shock. The power on this fragment seemed to have been absorbed away, but it also contained the supreme avenue.

Surpassing top-grade immortal weapons and even top-grade immortal weapons. However, under Fang Han's suppression, they were still retreating steadily.

The current Fang Han is too powerful.

At the moment when the fragments of the Oniwu Holy Picture were in turmoil, Fang Han suddenly punched out, causing Ragnarok to end the Holy King.

Wuwuwu, Wuwuwu... The patterns of the fallen gods were directly inserted into the residual image. Suddenly, the residual image began to change, emitting thousands of rays of light. Wu Chang's expression changed drastically again, and even some control appeared.

The trend of leftover pictures cannot be resisted.

"Twilight of the Gods! How do you know the secret skills of Ragnarok? The Holy King of the End has disappeared long ago. Who are you? You actually know so many special skills!"

When Wu Chang faced Fang Han, it was like facing an ancient tyrannosaurus god. A ferocious smile appeared on his face: "Oniwu Shengtu is invincible in the world. I will let you know the difference in power between us!"

Buzz buzz, buzz buzz... On his body, a stream of blood spurted out from countless acupuncture points, and a devil-like shadow slowly rose up behind him, between his eyebrows, the top of his head, his ears, and his nostrils,

From the mouth, another fragment of the Oniwu Holy Picture flew out.

Finally, a circular picture scroll was formed. In the center of the picture scroll, there was a missing pattern, as if it had been poached. But when the incomplete holy pictures were put together, they still had a supreme power.

"The real Oniwu Holy Picture! He got so many fragments. Unexpectedly! This impermanence actually collected so many fragments of the Oniwu Holy Picture. Now there is a missing piece of the central core. In the tomb of Oniwu Holy Lord,

It seems he didn’t get the core of the Holy Picture!”

"The Holy Picture has shown its power. To destroy Feng Yuan, we are prepared to kill it with one strike!"

"Join forces to mobilize!"

"Wait for a moment, the best opportunity!" The seven divine prison law enforcement disciples, their sword energy suddenly stopped, actually started to wander, setting up layers of nets to prevent Fang Han from escaping. However, Wu Chang had already sacrificed all the ghost and martial arts sacred pictures, and the huge

The Holy Picture, ten thousand times more powerful than before, turned into the sky, and the ghostly sky directly shrouded it, trying to kill Fang Han!

"The way to uphold the sky is lawless! I am the Supreme, the King of Heaven! The Commander-in-Chief of the Gods, the Holy King of the End! I will create a way to the infinite era on behalf of God!"

Faced with the destruction of the Oniwu Saint Picture! Fang Han roared to the sky again, roaring repeatedly, his body lifted up, his momentum rising steadily, he grabbed it with his big hand, and the cracks in the avenues, the tracks of the sky, the traces of the sky, towards the sky

Oniwu Shengtu forcibly arrested him.

His body exploded again, turning into thirty-three shadows, with thirty-three times of combat power, constantly displayed.

Wuwuwu,wuwuwu... Ghosts cry and gods howl, saints bleed, and saints howl. Fang Han is like an immortal god of war, a giant Buddha walking in the world. Nothing can be above him. The saint picture suppresses him.

, he tore the sacred image apart.

His body jumped up like a dragon, and the eight pagodas appeared above his head. The huge dragon power came again, transforming him into a half-human, half-dragon body. The ancient ancestral dragon seemed to have projected his soul to

on his body.

Whoosh!

The Oniwu Holy Picture was once again split into many pieces!

He actually tore the holy image apart.

"The Eight-Bud Pagoda! This is the Eight-Bud Pagoda! How many treasures does he have in his body? His power is really terrifying!"

"Look, Wu Chang was beaten back repeatedly by him!"

"The Oniwu Sacred Diagram has been torn apart again. Unfortunately, Wuchang cannot exert the power of the Oniwu Sacred Diagram at all. He barely put it together and is naturally invincible!"

"This kid can't be kept. Kill him! Let's do it together!"

"Kill! We can't wait any longer, he can leave at any time! We can only be together, with one heart and one mind! Impermanence, take action quickly!" The perverted law enforcement disciples of the Seven Divine Prisons knew at this time how tyrannical Fang Han was.

Even the Onimushengtu was torn apart.

At this time, if Fang Han wants to leave, no one can stop him.

But if he doesn't leave, that's the best time to kill him!

The seven disciples of the Divine Prison took action at the same time and jointly launched a killing technique. Countless scorching suns came and went, hitting Fang Han, and all the voids were blocked.

"Die!" Wu Chang did not expect that the residual images of Oniwu Shengjun were torn apart. He spurted out a breath of vitality, and did not bother to collect the residual images. The Impermanence Sword in his hand vibrated and jumped for a full 300 billion times, turning into

The chop of impermanence, chop and kill Fang Han.

This is his ultimate killing method. He must kill this terrifying "Feng Yuan" with one blow!

"It's impossible to kill me! I am the eternal undefeated god! I rule the heavens and control the heaven and the earth! Lawlessness! The Holy Gate of Heaven!"

On Fang Han's head, the phantom of thirty-three days appeared again. He released the shackles in his heart and mobilized all his strength. The huge divine kingdom went berserk, the energy crystals burned, and the river of fate began to spin around him.

Hum!

He grabbed it with his big hand, and the river of fate turned into a huge whirlpool, and he caught the impermanent sword light.

At the same time, the attacks of the seven divine prison disciples struck him in the Thirty-Three Heavens World, and were all bounced back.

Everyone of the seven major disciples was shaken away.

"What kind of power is this? It's so powerful! The seven of us joined forces and struck one blow, and we were all knocked away!" The face of the "Descendant of the Corpse Saint" changed, "I don't believe it! The true way of the Heavenly Corpse, the supreme ancient corpse, has arrived! I will use Heaven's will to

The Way of the Corpse, summon the King of the Corpse King of the Corpse Realm!"

Boom!

Above his head, a pitch-black cave was opened, and boundless corpse aura filled the air. In the corpse aura, the palm of a king of corpses, the king of corpses, stretched out. This was his supreme divine way.

, communicate with the mysterious alien space corpse world, and summon powerful ancient corpses to come out to fight.

In the heaven, there are also infinite alien spaces, and there are as many mysterious places as the sands of the Ganges River.

"kill!"

Carrying the billowing corpse energy, he beheaded Xiang Fang Han.

"Behead the corpse when you see it!" Fang Han's breath was majestic and unparalleled. He stepped out in one step and covered the sky with his big hands. "No one can stop me. Anyone who blocks me will die immediately! Seal me from the corpse world!"

As soon as he grabbed it with his big hand, all the boundless corpse energy was evaporated, and all the holes in the corpse world were blocked. The ancient corpse that descended was frozen in mid-air when it reached halfway, revealing a huge evil body.

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Fang Han strode over and punched the ancient corpse with divine light, smashing it into pieces.

Then, he looked at the "Descendant of the Corpse Saint", raised his sword, and slashed in the air. Whoa! A long river of fate appeared in the sky. The descendant of the Corpse Saint jumped up and tried his best to avoid it, but he was still unable to dodge the blade of fate.

"Destiny is like a knife!"

Fang Han let out a long roar, and Changhe's blade slashed past him. Blood rained down on the descendant of the Corpse Saint, splitting into two parts.


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