This saint from the Hua family, with a tall and burly figure and a fierce look on his face, walked towards Fang Han, with almost irresistible majesty in every step. It made people afraid and frightened. The pressure of the saint could almost bring him down.
Any master would be suffocated by the suppression.
The people present did not stop him from coming out, including "Yu Huang", who just frowned, as if he wanted to see how Fang Han could resist, or take action at the most critical moment. He seemed to know
I realized that there were many untruths in Fang Han's words. I thought that with the persecution of a saint, I could clearly see the true face of this genius disciple.
Facing the persecution of this saint, Fang Han remained unmoved and stood quietly. He seemed to have a power that was as immovable as a mountain. This aura was enough to eclipse all the saints.
"What? Are you really forcing me like this? Forcibly snatching my treasure? Are there any sect rules? After that, all the disciples will have to surrender to the sect after they get a chance? In this way, which genius would dare to join the Yuhua Sect?
Among them?" Fang Han suddenly said.
The saint of the Hua family stopped and sneered again and again: "Boy, we don't care about the adventures of other saints. Like Zhu Chongyang, he got the method of refining the sword of truth. According to rumors, the practice passed down by the Immortal King of Truth is
We didn’t force him to hand over the Sword Technique Sect. But you are different. You took it by force and caused great trouble to our Yuhua Sect. You also had a mysterious identity and lied a lot. Do you really think we would believe you? Say
, are you the undercover agent sent by some big shot to my Yuhua Sect?"
"I am not an undercover agent of a mysterious big shot, I just got a chance encounter. It can be seen from this bloody trial that I am born with great luck, otherwise I would not get the Buddhist treasure." Fang Han spoke eloquently: "The bloody trial
Refining is held in heaven, and if you doubt me, you are doubting heaven, saying that I am a spy planted by heaven?"
"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth." The saint of the Hua family laughed loudly, with unspeakable cruelty and viciousness on his face: "As a saint, no disciple has ever dared to quibble like this in front of me. I will tear you to pieces today."
With this mouth, it depends on how you speak."
While he was talking, this tall saint of the Hua family took action.
boom!
As soon as his body moved, a burst of vitality burst out, like a spring thunder, startling all living things, and vitality sprouted. Every inch of his joints was filled with the majestic sound of a saint teaching the creatures of heaven and earth.
He hit Fang Han with his palm, and dragon-shaped Qi was immediately flowing around, "I heard that you, a boy, have refined the eight pagodas and are good at the art of transforming all things into dragons. I also learned a few tricks by chance.
Let’s see if you can resist the Dragon Clan’s Taoism.”
When this tall saint of the Hua family took action, it turned out to be a Taoist technique from the Dragon Clan, and it was an ancient secret spell, the Creation Dragon Art.
The dragon-shaped true energy is wandering around, and each dragon-shaped dragon is a creation dragon. Its claws, body, and dragon's roar are constantly creating worlds one after another.
The killing technique was used to bombard Fang Han. Immediately, the protective aura around Fang Han exploded like glass, and space debris flew everywhere.
The saint's attack was indeed extraordinary, much more powerful than that of Little Stone Emperor and Wu Ba.
"Eight Buddhist Pagodas!"
On top of Fang Han's head, an eight-part pagoda of a top-quality immortal weapon also appeared. The All Things Transformation Dragon Technique on it was activated, and the Ancestral Dragon Technique evolved and the saint's dragon supernatural powers were bombarded together.
Among the eight pagodas, they roared, vibrated, and roared with vitality. The power of the saint was extraordinary. As soon as he came into contact with it, Fang Han felt as if he had been suppressed by thousands of mountains, and his whole body was imprisoned. Not only was the All Things Dragon Transformation Technique unable to resolve the opponent's
The dragon-shaped Qi was defeated by the opponent.
"Is this the power of a saint? It's more than ten times stronger than me!"
Fang Han was horrified in his heart, but it didn't show up at all on the surface. He began to calculate in his body, calculating the power of the saint and the power of various Taoist techniques. This was the first time he had done anything with the saint, and he immediately got a huge amount of power.
Information.
"Boy, resistance is useless. If you can resist the saint, you will be the reincarnation of the heavenly king. If the eight pagodas fall into your hands, it will be a big loss. I will temporarily take them away to prevent you from doing all kinds of evil with this magic weapon.
.”
The saint of the Hua family pressed forward step by step, with murderous intent in his eyes. He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a white divine light that shattered the eternity and came out to attack the eight pagodas.
when!
The eight pagodas were hit so hard that cracks actually appeared on them!
A top-grade immortal weapon is far from being able to compete with a saint. The only thing that can compete with a saint is a king-grade immortal weapon.
"Bring it here!"
The sage of the Hua family had everything under control. He took another step forward, grabbed it with his big hand, and enveloped it. The magic power of the Dragon Transformation Art of All Things was automatically put into his palm. Then the hand of the sage of the Hua family unexpectedly
He directly absorbed the eight pagodas and was about to fall into his hands.
Fang Han is outside, majestic, killing gods and Buddhas, but now, he is resisting with difficulty! The first is that he cannot display thirty-three times the combat power for fear of being exposed. In the bloody trial, he displayed thirty-three times the fighting power.
Combat strength is nothing, because it can be covered up, but here, there are too many discerning people, and they can be recognized almost instantly.
And in the bloody trial, there is not even a saint, so it can be completely covered up by the way of the era.
Secondly, it is because the other party is a saint, the true peak power in heaven.
If the Jinxian is a local tycoon, the Ancestor Immortal is a noble, and the Yuanxian is a prince, then the Saint Immortal is the real controller, the master of one party. Fang Han's current power can kill half-saints and instantly kill anyone of the same level as himself.
existence, but when dealing with saints, the shortcomings of the realm are revealed.
"Babu Pagoda, what a good thing. This guy actually refined it into a top-quality immortal weapon. How much time it took! I have obtained many ancient secrets of the Dragon Clan. After getting this Pagoda, if I practice hard, my magic power will definitely increase.
Great increase!" Seeing that the Eight-Bud Pagoda was about to fall into his hands, the saint of the Hua family was also very happy.
However, at this moment, suddenly, an extremely terrifying aura swept out from Fang Han's body, and a ray of Buddha's light rose into the sky. The land was filled with purple and gold, and a tall Buddha slowly appeared from the Buddha's light.
.
This Buddha is not a phantom, but a real form. The power of Buddha is surging throughout his body, which shocked even the Immortal Emperor. The power of Buddha around him has turned into Buddhist scriptures, with pearls and words of gold and jade words, and they are constantly floating in the void.
Landing, every word of the scripture is a mysterious Buddhist Zen theory.
Emperor Tianchan Buddha appeared.
Fang Han burned his lifespan again, and the Little Fate Technique penetrated into the body of Tianchan Buddha Emperor, summoning his dead Yuanling. The Buddha Emperor was resurrected again.
Tianchan Buddha Emperor grabbed it with his big hand, causing a concussion and explosion. He pressed towards the saint of the Hua family, and immediately knocked out the opponent's magic power and exploded inch by inch.
"Conquer the devil!"
A loud roar burst out from Emperor Tianchan's mouth, and with the sound, the eight pagodas actually flew over and returned to Fang Han's body. All the cracks on it had been restored. As the Supreme Immortal Emperor, he
The Buddha's magical power is almost boundless. He can directly repair a top-quality fairy weapon, or even break it up and reassemble it.
"This is!"
The saint of the Hua family had a look of horror on his face, his hair was disheveled, and he immediately transformed from a saint into a miserable little guy.
The clothes on his body were torn in many places by the roar, unable to cover his body, his face was pale, and he suffered a lot of damage. That day, Zen Buddha Emperor defeated him with one palm.
"Kill!" Fang Han's command was passed into the mind of the Tianchan Buddha Emperor. The Buddha Emperor exploded into the sky, with boundless majesty, and struck with a huge Vajra Palm, "World-Destroying Zen Palm!"
Buzz!
Countless diamond sounds were immediately conveyed in the void.
The Zen palm destroyed the world, and the light was infinite. Many saints present were shocked and dizzy. Among them, the master of Qianbai Yuanxian spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The Buddha Emperor of Tianchan is the ancient war Buddha. He is very famous. He leads the Buddhist army to attack the heaven and various Zen ways. He kills decisively and has the strength to fight the same emperors. He is also a half-step to the realm of the same life span of heaven and earth.
The Heavenly King is not at all inferior to the Yuhuang.
This move immediately showed its power.
If he were alive, he would have been strong enough to fight in and out of the Feather Gate. Although he died now, he was temporarily revived after being summoned, and his mana was only 70% of the usual, but it was still not something that ordinary masters could withstand.
"What's this?"
The saint of the Hua family suddenly encountered a disaster. Seeing Emperor Tianchan's World-Destroying Chan Palm coming down, there were diamond notes everywhere. No matter how hard he struggled, it was of no avail. He couldn't help but feel almost despair in his eyes: "No!"
He roared hysterically and tried his best to resist. However, the "World-Destroying Zen Palm" destroyed everything, pointed directly at his life, and landed. Before the palm print could reach it, the palm wind had already beaten him to pieces.
"stop!"
Seeing this scene, although I didn't understand what happened and why Tianchan Buddha Emperor suddenly resurrected, but now the situation was critical, Hua Wenchang, the Supreme Immortal Emperor of the Hua family, finally couldn't help it, jumped up, and came down with a huge body.
The palm flew into the air, and thousands of Tao Qi gathered into the supreme immortal law. The emperor faced the "Zen Palm of Destruction of Worlds" with majesty.
Bo!
The two great forces collided in the air, and the body of Emperor Tianchan remained motionless, while the "Emperor Chang" Hua Wenchang retreated continuously.
"Monster!" Another Supreme Immortal Ancestor of the Hua family took action. With a wave of his hand, a whirlpool suddenly rose. A holy river flowed above his head. The power was condensed. The sky shook, "Supreme Imperial Fist!"
"Namo is superb!"
Tianchan Buddha Emperor roared again, and the kingdom of heaven shook. The holy river above the head of another Supreme Immortal Ancestor of the Hua family exploded. Before the power was even released, he vomited a mouthful of blood and retreated continuously.
Whoosh!
A ray of sword light pierced the back of Tianchan Buddha Emperor.
It was another thin and withered old antique from the Hua family who took action. He was also an emperor and a supreme immortal. His sword energy condensed into a truly unsteady divine light, which could kill without any shadow or form.
"Namo is unlimited!"
Emperor Tianchan Buddha turned around and his nasal voice was like thunder. He held the Vajra Seal with his big hand and crushed it like a millstone.