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Chapter 1172 The power of projection

Chapter 1172 The power of projection

"What? The Holy Son of Feng Yuan is so bold? He actually wants the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, Chen Zhenghua, to kneel here? He dares to say such big words with just a small projection? You must know that the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor is not Xiang Yizhen, Gu Changfeng,

A newly promoted Holy Son like Yan Xigui has participated in countless bloody trials."

"Chen Zhenghua, the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, was also trying to give Feng Yuan some power. Feng Yuan had to fight back, but as soon as these words came out, the two of them became enemies."

"It's a good show, but I don't believe that Saint Son of Feng Yuan can defeat Saint Son of Heart Emperor. You must know that 10,000 heavenly years ago, when Saint Son of Heart Emperor was still a golden immortal, he could compete with the Heavenly Court Divine Prison.

The law enforcement disciples fought, and were later promoted to the rank of Ancestral Immortal. After being in seclusion for thousands of years, and participating in dozens of bloody trials, I am afraid that I have now reached the pinnacle of the Ancestral Immortal."

"Many people say that he has the possibility of being promoted to Yuanxian."

"Enter the Dragon. Now both of them are really hot. We have to watch from a distance. The Yuhua Sect has been really talented lately. The bloody trial between our saints will probably defeat the other sects."

"Look, Chen Zhenghua, the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, is angry."

When many people saw Fang Han's words asking Chen Zhenghua, the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, to kneel down, they knew that the two could not deal with the aftermath.

Fang Han sealed Xiang Yizhen and the others, and Chen Zhenghua, the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, came down to break the seal. As the two fought, Fang Han's projection came down. It was already a tit-for-tat confrontation, but Fang Han actually asked the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor to kneel down.

, immediately triggered a strong murderous intention.

"Haha, hahaha! You want me to kneel down? Let me tell you the truth, even if Yuan Xian comes, it is impossible, let alone a little clone of you? You angered me, it is not a good thing, it is self-inflicted

What a disgrace, I will break your seal today, and at the same time, I will arrest your real body, kneel here, and enjoy the same treatment as them."

The Holy Son of the Heart Emperor looked up to the sky and roared, with endless anger flying all over his body, like a dragon riding the wind, he took action boldly!

As soon as this veteran holy son made a move, the situation changed. Each Taoist technique concussed and exploded, twisted into the shape of an evil dragon, and attacked Fang Han's projection.

Boom! Almost everyone fell to the ground. The Holy Son of the Heart Emperor unleashed his true strength. He was strong! Incredibly strong! His magic power, with himself as the center, showed concentric circles and ripples.

Spread outward.

All core seed disciples at the Golden Immortal level were directly ejected when they came into contact with this ripple.

At this moment, Chen Zhenghua, the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, stood on the spot like an undefeated demon god, and the torrent of Taoist magic he unleashed with both hands filled the heaven and earth, making it vast.

But Fang Han's projection stood firm, letting the Taoism wash away, like a rock under a waterfall, unmoving for hundreds of millions of years. Any Taoism that rushed into his body disappeared without a trace.

, on the contrary, his body began to swell, and the lines on his skin were so delicate and plump that they seemed to have derived flesh and blood.

Electric light shone all over his body, and the vitality of heaven and earth swept down. The great sun essence fire in the sky turned into the shadow of thousands of fire dragons, pouring in from the top of his head, causing his body to gradually change from a projection to an entity.

"Look! What is that? The projection of Feng Yuan is not afraid of the attack of the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor. Instead, it is devouring the power to accommodate the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor. What kind of cultivation is it?"

"His projection is becoming more and more condensed, and it is about to transform into an entity! What kind of terrifying Taoist technique is this?"

"The Heart Emperor's attack on him had no effect, but was directly accommodated by him. Then wouldn't he be invincible?"

"This, this seems to be the highest state of the undefeated battle between the Xu Emperor and the Holy Law in the legendary emperors' martial arts scriptures, swallowing the Xu!"

When many people saw this scene, they were shocked and turned pale with horror.

The face of the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor also changed, "Is this the holy method of the Void Emperor's undefeated battle? Why is it so magical? My Heart Emperor's way is also a secret skill in the martial arts of all emperors. How can I be swallowed up if I am on an equal footing with him?

"

Little did he know that the projection displayed by Fang Han was the supreme divine way evolved from the holy method of the Void Emperor's Invincible War combined with the way of swallowing the sky.

He has deduced the Heaven-Swallowing Way in the Thirty-three-day Divine Fist of Creation to the extreme, and integrated it into the Void Emperor's method. They complement each other, and no one can see the flaws. Moreover, in his projection, there is the God of Era.

The core seed of boxing is his own original martial arts, and even a saint cannot figure out why.

"Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, you are so incompetent, but I am invincible. The stronger your attack on me, the faster I grow. I can absorb your attack and condense my body!" The flesh and blood on Fang Han's projection body

The aura became thicker and thicker, and flesh and blood actually emerged.

"You are a projection, everything is supported by will. I will destroy your will! You will naturally collapse."

Chen Zhenghua, the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, advanced again, all the Taoist techniques were absorbed into his body at once, and a powerful spiritual wave was released from deep within, causing waves of frenzy in the world.

His body was flying against the clouds and riding on the wind, and the fluctuations in his mind showed blue ripples. The attack reached the surrounding areas of Fang Han's projection, condensed into a large formation, and strangled inwards.

This is the power of the soul, which directly pulls the fuel from the bottom of the cauldron and destroys the will of Fang Han's projection, and all the vitality will collapse.

"Era of Heaven and Earth!"

Faced with this strangulation of mental fluctuations, Fang Han's projection punched out, and actually used the Divine Fist of Era that he had studied for a long time. Suddenly, one civilization after another appeared in the fist wind, Alaya

The history of civilization, the history of witchcraft, the history of Buddhism, the history of dragon civilization, the history of divine civilization, the history of civilization in the Xuanhuang world... all flashed by one by one.

Every era has countless histories of civilizations. Fang Han's way of era is to reveal these histories of civilizations again, and in the end, he will continue to create new histories of civilizations.

This kind of magical power creates an era and will always be at the forefront of the trend.

Many people present felt as if heaven and earth no longer existed. One civilization after another flashed before their eyes. The whole person was completely lost in the countless civilizations. Accepting the vast Tianxin consciousness,

Shock. Everyone's head has a tendency to explode.

This is Fang Han using the history of civilization as an attack and directly blasting the sea of ​​consciousness. No one can resist it.

"not good!"

The Holy Son of Heart Emperor retreated continuously, and all the seals were retracted. It transformed into a ball of cyan light covering his body, protecting himself from infringement. He did not expect that Fang Han's punch would be so fierce. In one punch,

It has shaped the history of hundreds of civilizations.

What's so powerful about this punch is not the power or the energy, but the power of the punch.

Chen Zhenghua, the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, felt that he was alone and helpless, standing between heaven and earth, facing the impact of the vast history of civilization from ancient times to the present, almost consciously drowning in the long river of civilization, and encountering the disaster of annihilation.

The fist is invincible!

Era Divine Fist.

Fang Han's projection is naturally not as powerful as his, but the Divine Fist of the Era is an original method, and its will transcends the era of chaos, which is enough to defeat the spiritual defense of any master, and finally fall and be completely surrendered.

"Where can there be such a powerful boxing technique that integrates the history of civilization into the boxing intention? What kind of terrifying martial arts is this! Even the unique skills recorded in the martial arts scriptures of the emperors are not so powerful."

The heart of the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor accepted the impact of the history of civilization and struggled to support it. He suddenly launched a counterattack: "The Emperor of the Heart destroys demons, the Supreme Treasure Sutra! All civilizations are destroyed!"

The power of his soul erupted again, turning into a storm of destruction to destroy the thousands of civilizations of the Era Divine Fist.

"Era are endless, civilization is immortal, and epics are endless!"

Fang Han's projection took another step forward and struck with another punch. Suddenly the sky fell and the earth collapsed. Ghosts cried and howled in the void. Pieces of blood rain fell down. Each piece of blood rain showed the joys and sorrows, the joys and sorrows.

Sorrow, worries about life and death, war and iron horses, rise and fall over time...

Fang Han's body is like a hero who came out of the legend. His fist is the divine fist that created the era. He can tear apart the shackles with his own power, sublimate the world and reach a new civilization.

"Hero! Hero!" Some disciples were frightened by Fang Han's fist wind and roared wildly. The void shook, the sun and moon were shattered, and the earth was reborn.

"Fight!"

Chen Zhenghua, the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, mustered up all his spiritual will, raised his power to the maximum, and punched Fang Han's Era Divine Fist.

The two masters clashed in the air, and their power spread out, destroying countless tangible and intangible existences.

puff!

The Holy Son of Heart Emperor's face turned pale, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. His body glided in the air for a full thousand feet before coming to rest. But Fang Han's body was cracked, and the projection was blurry, as if it was about to dissipate between heaven and earth.

However, at the moment when it was about to dissipate, a mysterious will came down again, and it was Fang Han's true body that took action again, and the projection suddenly looked up to the sky and roared: "I want to command God to condense a true form for me! My will,

Rule the heavens and the holy ones, plunder the essence, and condense the immortal divine body for me!"

boom!

The sky shook. In the heavenly kingdom of Yuhuamen, many spiritual veins that had been suppressed by forbidden methods exploded one after another, turning into true dragons with spiritual veins and injected into the projection of Fang Han.

This projection became clearer and more powerful. It came out of the void and became reality. It was twice as powerful as before. As he walked, a stream of aura condensed into an altar under his feet.

It makes him seem to be the immortal ancestral god on the altar of eternity.

"Chen Zhenghua, Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, kneel down!"

Behind Fang Han's projection, a pair of wings spread out and extended into the void for tens of billions of miles. With a slight flicker, a strong space storm was created.

He came directly in front of Chen Zhenghua, the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, and his palm showed the grasp of the ten-clawed ancestral dragon. In the palm of his hand, pieces of dragon scales were like the eyeballs of the devil, and the Divine Fist of the Epoch was struck again, suppressing it head on.

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