When cutting with a Brahma knife, every cut flashes with a sharp light. According to the ordinary ancestor immortal law, it will be cut directly. Ancestor immortals like the Holy Son of the Heart Emperor can be killed with one knife.
Every time the blade cuts, there is a heavenly sound of metal singing. When this sound is transmitted and heard by others, it creates a feeling of being cut, bleeding and suffocated in the heart.
You can imagine how it would feel if the blade of this "Brahma Sword" cuts into a person's human body. Flesh and blood cannot withstand the light of this sword.
But Fang Han's palm suddenly became pure and transparent, with countless divine crystals forming textures. The blade struck his finger, and a series of sparks erupted, unable to shake his skin at all.
On the contrary, every time his fingers pressed on the blade, the weapon spirit in the Brahma sword would let out a cry, as if Fang Han's true energy had hurt it.
"The sword dominates the world!"
Suddenly, the Brahma Qi Sect poured all of his magic power into it. Between the vertical and horizontal sword energy, the Brahma sword suddenly vibrated, and the cutting power increased greatly, and he had the momentum to kill Fang Han with one strike.
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Fang Han's eyes suddenly opened, and divine light shot out from them. He clenched his fists with his fingers, and a huge portal loomed behind him, which actually secretly activated the holy method of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Gods of Creation.
The Thirty-three-day Divine Fist of Creation is now covered up by the Divine Fist of Era. No one can see it unless they are a true saint.
Fang Han secretly used it, and a bright light flashed from his fist.
jump!
He punched the "Brahma Sword", and there were many cracks on the blade. Then it exploded and turned into thousands of blade ray fragments. Each blade ray scattered towards
The four directions of heaven and earth.
The sword, which was a top-quality immortal weapon, was shattered by Fang Han's punch.
"Retreat quickly!" King Brahma Qi knew that he had met a real master, so he waved his hand and was about to retreat.
"King Brahma Qi, didn't you say I was an ant? Aren't you the reincarnation of an ancient saint? You were so arrogant just now, but now you have become a lost dog?"
Fang Han roared, and immediately many fragments of the sword light flew towards it. Each piece of the sword light, when he smashed it just now, was filled with the Secret of All Things Transforming into Dragons, and now it transformed into a series of swords.
The dragon flew into his body, melted into vitality, and poured into the thirty-three treasures.
The King of Brahma Qi was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He had been arrogant all his life. He was the reincarnation of a saint and had never suffered a loss. Today, he was forced to become a lost dog by Fang Han. Not to mention how wronged and depressed he was.
However, he knew in his heart that he could only retreat at this time, and then look for opportunities to kill Fang Han, otherwise today would be really dangerous.
"All the saints, take action together to kill the monster!"
At this time, with the help of King Brahma Qi, Zhao Fenghua recovered from his injuries. His eyes were fixed on the white horn in Fang Han's hand. Magic light flashed in his eyes.
In an instant, the white horn in Fang Han's hand flew up fiercely, as if it was about to fly out of his hand, and he couldn't suppress it at all.
"Want to take back your horn? Okay, I'll let you take it back!" Fang Han suddenly flicked his hand, and the horn flew towards Zhao Fenghua like lightning.
"Not good!" Zhao Fenghua retreated continuously, trying his best to avoid it, but he couldn't dodge it. The white horn pierced through his heart, causing a rain of blood in the air, and he let out a heartbreaking sound again.
's screams.
"Let's take action together."
A powerful Holy Son of the Taiyi Sect flew out and attacked Fang Han. He waved his hands continuously, and the sword energy was intertwined into a large formation, and fell head-on: "Ten thousand swords return to the ruins."
snort!
Fang Han tore toward the sky with one hand, and the sword energy was immediately shaken away. He took one step and came to the Holy Son, and once again exerted fourteen times the fighting power.
The Holy Son screamed and was torn apart, his body exploded, and countless elixirs, magic weapons, and Taoist books flew out from his body.
After being punched by Fang Han, it exploded and even the Kingdom of God was destroyed.
Fang Han doesn't even need to actively absorb it now. The dragon breath around him can automatically transform everything into a real dragon. This is how powerful the Eight Buddhas are after they have been trained into top-grade immortal weapons.
The whole body, soul, fragments of the Kingdom of God, and the various magic weapons, materials, elixirs, and spiritual veins stored in the body of the Holy Son were all thrown into Fang Han's body while he was walking and disappeared.
"Kill a Holy Son."
He made a devil-like sound, and suddenly thousands of dragons roared and galloped in the void, and they were all killed.
"Damn it! How could we encounter such a disaster?" Brahma Qi King's eyes nearly burst open.
"King Brahma Qi, I said here, in front of you, the saint sons of Fanyun Sect, and the faces of many saint sons of Taiyi Sect, I will beat you to death alive, and I will never break my promise." Fang Han killed this man.
The Holy Son condensed all the absorbed power into a ball. Under the impact of this power, the Thirty-three Heavenly Treasures in his body turned into a top-grade immortal weapon in an instant.
And the absorbed essence of the top-grade immortal weapon "Brahma Sword" also began to melt in the body, directly transforming the legendary battle into a top-grade immortal weapon.
In addition, some vast power was accumulated in the body for a while, and then suddenly entered the Zhitianmen.
Fang Han's whole body strength increased again.
"The Eight Pagodas are nothing special." Brahma Qi King grabbed a long knife from the void again. This long knife was not a magic weapon, but a condensed essence. "The Eight Gods of Brahma, the first
God, Indra!"
He actually started to activate Fanyun Sect's supreme secret technique.
The Eight Gods of Brahma.
The Eight Gods of Brahma are not magic weapons or supernatural powers, but an external incarnation, the second soul. Just like the Three Yangs and One Qi Zhentian Yuanshen of the Yuhua Sect, once they are sacrificed, it is equivalent to being besieged by masters of the same realm.
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The Eight Gods of Brahma are the supreme secrets of the Brahma Cloud Sect. Once refined, they are equivalent to eight clones. Each clone can self-destruct and kill the enemy. In a battle of the same realm, they are almost invincible.
Now the King of Brahma Qi was forced into a desperate situation by Fang Han. As soon as he used it, the eight souls immediately appeared behind him. The sword was brilliant and weeping like singing. When he killed him, the eight souls each showed their ferocity.
of minions.
"The eras are the same, the epic of civilization."
Fang Han stood solemnly, standing in the void, facing the light of the sword, the eight souls, flying his hands, and suddenly displayed fourteen times the combat power of the Era Divine Fist again.
This time, fourteen times the combat power was unleashed, not once, but eight times.
Boom boom!
A series of explosions resounded, and the eight souls roared, all of which were destroyed. They were reduced to ashes. King Brahma Qi screamed again and retreated repeatedly. His body was dripping with blood and he was injured by Fang Han.
"The Eight Gods returned to their bodies, transformed into real dragons, and were sent into the body!"
Fang Han put his hands together in front of his chest, and the eight shattered spirits gathered together again and turned into eight huge real dragons, rushing into his body.
His body can swallow endless power, and no attack can harm him at all.
At this moment, Fang Han is like a huge demon god from countless eras ago who will never be knocked down.
"Ah! Run away quickly! This man is too fierce. Otherwise we will all die here."
"Senior Brother Zhao Fenghua, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"
"Let's run away quickly. We are absolutely no match for this person. Wait until Senior Brother Song Tengfei develops his unparalleled magical power and then kill this person. I think only Senior Brother Song Tengfei can restrain this person."
Some of the saints were panicked.
Zhao Fenghua was shot through the body by Fang Han's unicorn just now, and now he does not know whether he is alive or dead. He was rescued by several saints of the Taiyi Sect, and he barely recovered. He opened his eyes and took out the white unicorn inserted in his chest.
Pulled it out: "Fengyuan, Yuhua Sect, you and I are inseparable."
As he spoke, he once again integrated the white horn into the top of his head.
However, a ray of light suddenly bloomed from the white horn, and Fang Han's figure in the distance suddenly disappeared and appeared in this ray of light.
He immediately came to Zhao Fenghua's side.
Boom!
A powerful wave of air erupted from his body, shaking all the saints directly. With a big hand, he pinched Zhao Fenghua's neck.
Zhao Fenghua kept kicking his legs in the air and his face turned red.
"Afraid of me? There is no chance, I am omnipresent. Now, I will let the many saints of the Taiyi Sect, as well as the people of the Fanyun Sect, see you die in front of me."
Click!
Zhao Fenghua's head was twisted off by Fang Han, and then he clapped his hands, and the energy all over his body burned. Zhao Fenghua's spiritual thoughts roared hysterically in the flames, "Feng Yuan, you are a devil, you want to
Refining me? I won't let you succeed. Brother Brahma Qi King, come and save me! Save me!"
"Put down Zhao Fenghua for me."
The King of Brahma Qi was so heartbroken at the sight that he crossed his hands and shot out a golden rainbow. The hand seals of ten thousand gods were rising and falling in the rainbow, "Brahma God's palm, the seal of the ten thousand gods."
"You yourself are also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river. You can't save yourself, but you come to rescue others and reincarnate as a saint? So what? You are not a true saint. You are just an ancestor."
From Fang Han's body, a long river composed of the history of major civilizations flew out, melting and disintegrating all those palm prints.
"Zhao Fenghua, do you still think that this Brahma Qi King will come to rescue you? He will have the same fate as you today and will die here. Now, you can merge into my body and completely transform into my true Qi! This energy in your body
The white horn is the horn of the Heavenly King. It will take some effort for me to refine it, but it doesn't matter. Even if I can only use half of my power, I can still kill you all."
Fang Han rolled up his sleeves and sent Zhao Fenghua into the Zhitian Gate among the Thirty-three Heavenly Treasures. He suppressed it and prepared to look for opportunities to refine it again.
He was able to refine the ordinary ancestor immortal in an instant.
However, the Heavenly Lord's Horn on Zhao Fenghua's body is very difficult to smelt, and with his cultivation level, it will take a lot of effort and time.