"A projection is so powerful, so if the real body comes, it will be better!"
Facing the oppression, Chen Zhenghua, the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, was retreating steadily. Fang Han arrived in front of him, and the dragon claw pressed down, making him feel suffocated. He had just been impacted by the civilization history of the Era Divine Fist and entered the sea of consciousness. Chen Zhenghua's consciousness
Before the sea calmed down, he was faced with another blow. He immediately knew the danger and fell into disaster.
It was completely beyond his expectation that Fang Han was so strong.
However, he is also a veteran saint son. He has experienced many bloody trials and is a master who has emerged from danger. He remained calm in the face of danger. He yelled angrily and used his magical power again. Behind him, three clones appeared outside his body.
, each clone possesses the power of a junior ancestor immortal. It was made from the powerful demon bones, boundless resentful spirits, and the blood and flesh of the beheaded Holy Son that he obtained from the Ancient Ruins with great painstaking efforts.
The three external incarnations were arranged in a large formation and bombarded Fang Han's projection, resisting the big hand of Fang Han's projection.
"It's so amazing. The Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, Chen Zhenghua, actually refined himself into the Three Yangs and One Qi True Heavenly Yuanshen!"
"Once these three souls are refined, they will have clones with the same combat power."
"There are very few of us, the Holy Sons of the Yuhua Sect, who have perfected this clone."
"Feng Yuan is even more powerful. It's just a projection, and it actually forced Chen Zhenghua, the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, to display the Three Yangs and One Qi Zhentian Yuanshen!" Many disciples retreated further and became nervous when they saw this scene.
"Three yangs and one qi are the true heavenly souls?" Fang Han already recognized the mystery of this Taoist art by looking at his projection. Saint Dao Xu and Supreme Elder Chen Yimei each received three from the Heavenly Court Divine Prison.
The law enforcement disciples wanted to cultivate this soul, but they did not expect that the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor would succeed in cultivating it first.
However, facing this soul, Fang Han's eyes were cold, and another wave of will was transmitted from the alien space, blessing the projection.
The flesh and blood of the projected body suddenly transformed and turned into something similar to the crystal of the Kingdom of God.
The power is rising steadily again, and the realm of heaven and earth is displayed in it.
"Era Divine Fist, ten times the combat power!"
Fang Han's projection performed a unique skill, sweeping across one side, the eight poles trembled, the surroundings turned into a whirlpool, and thousands of black holes, white holes, and the heaven and earth began to vibrate together.
A figure punched him and was killed by him.
"He killed one of the three yang and one qi true heaven souls of the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor!" Many people said.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another loud noise, and the second figure was killed again.
The Holy Son of the Heart Emperor roared again and again, but Fang Han followed him like a shadow. During the attack, the third figure was slashed by the sword, shattered into pieces, and then destroyed.
In the blink of an eye, Sanyang Yiqi Zhentian Yuanshen had just been sacrificed, but before it could exert its power, he was killed one after another.
"Everything turns into a dragon!"
Fang Han's projection dragon claws tore apart, creating whirlpools one after another. All the essence of the Sanyang Yiqi Zhentian Yuanshen that was destroyed was absorbed into his body. His projection began to jump almost instantly, with streaks on his body.
The laws of ancestors and immortals are entangled, the gods descend to the earth, and the Buddha descends.
"Feng Yuan, you actually destroyed my three yang and one qi true heaven soul, you! You are dead! If you are really angry, don't blame me Wanwen, I will crush you to ashes even if you can't relieve the hatred in my heart! Unparalleled product
Immortal weapon! Heart Emperor Treasure Wheel, come out to me! I will not hesitate to sacrifice my lifespan and use the law of burning to motivate you!"
Finally, Chen Zhenghua, the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, showed his final trump card.
A huge treasure wheel appeared above his head. His life was burning, and an ancestral law on his body was also burning. This treasure wheel was the size of a house, with serrations in the shape of a heart flame on all sides.
In the center of the wheel, there is an emperor sitting upright, flying in control of the wheel.
And around the treasure wheel, you can vaguely see the thumb-sized gods in golden armor, which converge into a torrent to form a kingdom. There are as many sands as the Ganges River, and they are also stimulating the formation of the treasure wheel.
This is like the wheel of heaven.
"This is it! This is the Heart Emperor Treasure Wheel, a top-quality immortal weapon! A top-quality fairy weapon, so amazing!"
"This is the real trump card of Chen Zhenghua, the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor. He possesses a top-grade immortal weapon. The ancestor immortals cannot activate the top-grade immortal weapons. However, he does not hesitate to use his own life and the rules of the ancestor immortals to use it, and he is constantly using it.
To destroy Feng Yuan's projection, he must also attack his body. According to rumors, the top-grade immortal weapon has reached its limit and can be killed from a distance. Even if it is a big state away, the power can be transmitted to it.
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"It's going to be difficult for Feng Yuan now. Once a top-notch immortal weapon comes out, who in the world can compete with it?"
"The whole body will be attacked."
"This angered the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor. Feng Yuan destroyed the Three Yangs and One Qi Zhentian Yuanshen he had cultivated so hard. He must kill Feng Yuan and refine his own Yuanshen in order to make up for it."
Some disciples, and even some saints who heard the news, all widened their eyes.
The Heart Emperor's Treasure Wheel, a top-notch celestial weapon, appears.
Chen Zhenghua, the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, launched a desperate counterattack.
"I use my body to sacrifice to God. With a thought of glory and a strike of heavenly energy!" At this moment, Fang Han's projection suddenly burst into flames and he actually sacrificed his body.
In the void, an altar larger than a large state appeared, and the power of the blazing sacrifice came down. Fang Han's projections were all transformed into the power of sacrifice, wow!
The power of this sacrifice turned into a small point, the point of Tianyuan.
Sacrifice yourself!
Tianyuan strikes!
No one could imagine how powerful this blow was. It absorbed the projections of the three incarnations and transformed them into the power of sacrifice. It was destroyed again and turned into a Tianyuan blow. It directly hit the Heart Emperor Treasure Wheel.
collapse!
The Heart Emperor's Treasure Wheel was struck and flew out. Chen Zhenghua, the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, was damaged, cracked all over his body, exploded everywhere, and fell directly to the ground.
"I told you to kneel down, so I told you to kneel down!" The voice came again, and above Cang Ming, another big hand grabbed it. It caught Chen Zhenghua, the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, who had fallen to the ground, and burned with blazing fire.
, it was already placed at the door of the temple and pressed down.
"No!"
Chen Zhenghua, the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, saw that his body could not be commanded at all, and he was forced to kneel down beside Xiang Yizhen, Gu Changfeng, and Yan Xigui.
And the top-grade immortal weapon, the Heart Emperor Treasure Wheel, was sucked directly into the void by an extremely strong suction force. Everyone knew that this top-grade fairy weapon was taken away by "Wind Fate".
between several rounds.
Chen Zhenghua, the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, was defeated! The unparalleled immortal weapon, the Heart Emperor Treasure Wheel, was taken away, and everyone was suppressed. They knelt side by side in front of the temple. The boundless shame flooded into his heart again.
From a certain perspective, Chen Zhenghua, the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor, is even more humiliated. He came down just now and vowed to save Xiang Yizhen, Gu Changfeng, and Yan Xigui, but now he was defeated and the magic weapon was taken away.
People were also kneeled down.
Cluck, cluck...
There was a sound of phlegm gushing out of his throat, as if fire was attacking his heart. He could not accept the fact that he was being suppressed and kneeling here.
Xiang Yizhen, Gu Changfeng, and Yan Xigui were dumbfounded, stupid, and demented at this moment. They didn't know what to say. They simply forgot their shame at this moment. They never expected that they would be connected to their hearts.
Even a veteran saint like the Emperor's Son and a master with top-grade immortal weapons can't do anything about "Wind Fate".
"Why, why did God give birth to this monster? I am the reincarnation of the Night Emperor and can challenge the existence of heaven, but I am not willing to be humiliated like this! If I get out of trouble in the future, I must let the earth and eternity fall into darkness. I curse, I
Curse between heaven and earth, there is no light!"
Xiang Yizhen roared, his resentment rising to the sky.
However, no one took his roar seriously, and everyone present was immersed in the suppression of Chen Zhenghua, the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor.
"Am I right? The Holy Son of the Heart Emperor was also suppressed and knelt at the entrance of the temple?"
"It is true that he knelt down and even the magic weapon was taken away. It seemed that at the last moment, Feng Yuan performed a unique miraculous skill and knocked away the Heart Emperor's treasure wheel."
"The last magical power that was displayed was like the mysterious power summoned by the barbarian priests. I seemed to see the appearance of the altar. That altar is the object of investigation by the heaven."
"Unexpectedly, Feng Yuan is actually proficient in barbarian arts."
"Now, no one will challenge Feng Yuan's majesty. You see, those saints who came with the Heart Emperor's Holy Son have fled one after another. They are afraid that they will be suppressed and kneel here, and their face will be lost.
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Amidst the commotion, several men who came with the Heart Emperor Son fled away as if they were encountering ghosts. Their strength was far inferior to that of the Heart Emperor Son, so naturally they had no idea to save him.
"The all-powerful Holy Son of Emperor Xiaxin, who has gone through many bloody trials, has gone through all the glory this time. He has offended someone he shouldn't have."
"Well, he is really in the limelight today. Some monsters among the Holy Son may not be convinced. He will make too many enemies in the future, which is not a good thing."
"As soon as he came out, he overwhelmed many saints. This person is too sharp."
"As long as we don't offend him."
Everyone was in a state of silence. More and more people gathered in the square. Even some elders who had been practicing asceticism and had to die were alerted and came to watch. But now no one dared to rescue him.
The Holy Son of the Heart Emperor was suppressed. Learning from the past, who dares to make a fool of himself?
At this moment, Fang Han was already standing at the door of the "Shuiyue Cave" library.
Shuiyuedongtian is the largest library of Yuhuamen. It is a place where countless classics are stored and is also very tightly guarded. At the door is a huge stone door. Above the stone door are carved the four immortal world characters of Shuiyuedongtian, which are vigorous and simple, and contain endless knowledge. At the door
There were many big men in armor standing, all of them looked like puppets, but not puppets. Fang Han glanced around and discovered that these big men in armor were actually an ancient witchcraft, using the corpses of Buddha, gods, and dragons.
An invincible wizard god made from various things.
Strong fighting power.
Behind these witch gods, there were also two old men guarding the library.
Seeing Fang Han coming over, the two old men opened their eyes and said, "Young man, you have to be merciful and merciful. Please let the Holy Son of Heart Emperor go."