"This group of disciples from the Heavenly Prison are here with bad intentions. I feel their malice now. Half of them are here for the invading army of barbarians, and the other half seem to be here to monitor me."
Fang Han was in the air, using the Oni Wu Holy Picture to kill the barbarian army, and at the same time thinking about how to deal with the group of law enforcement disciples from the Heavenly Court Divine Prison, because he felt strong hostility from the bodies of these law enforcement disciples from the Divine Prison.
Of course, there is also the smell of conspiracy and calculation.
At this moment, what kind of cultivation is he? He is wise and clear, and can sense the secrets of heaven from the underworld. The spiritual exchanges of these disciples of the Heavenly Court and Divine Prison are clearly reflected in his calculations of the Crystal Divine Kingdom.
But he doesn't care about this now. Behind these divine prison law enforcement disciples, there are even big shots paying attention to him. Maybe they are saints or even the Supreme Immortal Emperor.
But now, as long as he is not Tianjun, he may be able to deal with it. The corpse of Tianchan Buddha Emperor can be summoned at any time to destroy him forever.
Countless barbarian armies were collected by Fang Han into the Oniwu Holy Picture, together with the strong men from other worlds. All the essences circulated and brewed in the Oniwu Holy Picture. Some of them turned into the heroic spirits of the Oniwu Holy Picture, and some of them,
However, Fang Han activated the talisman of the Buddha, the King of Freedom in the World, and used the Buddha's light to transform it into the body of Zen Buddha Emperor that day in the history of Buddhist civilization.
The body of Tianchan Buddha Emperor has been cultivated to the state where "heaven and earth have the same life span". Even if he dies, he will not decay. Instead, he will continuously absorb the power of heaven and earth and strengthen his body, just like a fossil.
However, Fang Han summoned the Tianchan Buddha Emperor several times to activate his body, which consumed a lot of energy. As time goes by, the power will always be reduced.
Now that it is immersed in the history of Buddhist civilization and nourished, this body will become stronger and stronger. If Fang Han continues to inject Buddhist power, then this body may return to the level of its heyday.
The warriors of the barbarians have special bodies. They are composed of many barbarian gods and insects, but they secretly conform to the meaning of Buddhist scriptures. After transformation with Buddhist magical powers, those barbarian gods and insects can transform into Buddhas.
The protector god merged into the body of Tianchan Buddha Emperor, adding strength.
"The strength of this group of heavenly prison law enforcement disciples is far greater than this, but they have never been willing to kill. They are just entangled with the barbarian army. It must be to let the masters of the barbarians come out to deal with me. And then get some profit from it. This
Can you hide a little trick from me? Among the barbarians, there are masters at the saint level."
Fang Han felt as if he was watching fire.
This time the barbarian army invaded Zhongzhou, and there came many masters who were equivalent to golden immortals, ancestor immortals, and even Yuanxian semi-saints. In the deep places, Fang Han even felt the aura of the saints.
Using the King-grade Immortal Artifact of Oniwu Shengtu to kill like this will definitely attract the saints among the barbarians to take action. The group of heavenly prison law enforcement disciples must be waiting for this time. When he and the saints fight, they want to hurt both sides, and then kill the barbarians.
A saint who made great achievements and captured his own Oniwu Holy Picture.
This wishful thinking was not a bad one.
However, Fang Han saw through their conspiracy in an instant.
Punching through, piercing through, he, the law enforcement disciple of the Heavenly Court Divine Prison, cannot take action blatantly, otherwise, I am afraid that the Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord will come to the door the next day.
Or maybe a group of ancient emperors from the Heavenly Prison are attacking the Yuhua Sect.
"The last time he killed the law enforcement disciples of the Heavenly Court Divine Prison, he did it under unknown circumstances. No one knew about the tomb of Lord Guiwu. In Xuzhou, he simulated the aura of impermanence and killed the Tutu who owned the eight pagodas.
Just now, this is all a case of placing the blame.
Blatantly, no one in the world dares to kill the law enforcement disciples of Tianting Divine Prison, not even the supreme sects such as Shenzhou Pure Land.
Buzz!
Just when Fang Han was calculating with his mind, suddenly, deep inside the barbarian army, a body of flesh and blood, with giant palms covered with tattoos, rose up from the ground, and actually grabbed the Oni Wu Shengtu.
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The breath of a saint shook the world.
The saint among the barbarians finally took action. He attacked Huanglong with unparalleled ferocity, and wanted to forcibly collect the Ghost Martial Saint Picture. This holy picture was already a real king-level immortal weapon, with too much lethality. Moreover, Fang Han could actually use it.
Ziru, Oniwu Shengjun's body was "cloned" by him using the power of creation.
The giant palm grasping the Oniwu Holy Picture, the tattoos all over the arm are all patterns of dragons and snakes, the green dragon in the mind, the Black Tortoise near the water, the red bird flying towards the sun, the white tiger swallowing gold, in addition, there are countless barbarian ancestors looking up to it
In space, there are blood-stained totems, entangled vines, blood-sucking demons... scenes of hell.
Various totems are tattooed on the arms. When the hands are expanded, these tattoos come alive and turn into real scenes.
The power of countless worlds all concentrated on this arm, and then a huge force bombarded into the Oniwu Holy Picture.
The Oniwu Holy Picture immediately began to fluctuate, as if it was about to be filled with huge power, and then be taken away by the barbarian saint.
When the barbarian saint took action, it was earth-shattering. He used violence to blast his magic into the Oniwu Holy Picture, forcibly obliterating the Yuanling imprint left by Fang Han in it, and then sacrificed the Holy Picture in the air. How arrogant? How arrogant?
Invincible? This is the momentum of a saint.
Saints are the real decision-makers and top-notch experts in the heaven. The rest are inferior.
"Okay, the saint finally appears."
Fang Han did not burn his lifespan to sacrifice the Tianchan Buddha Emperor. Firstly, he wanted to hone his cultivation. Secondly, he burned his lifespan to sacrifice the Tianchan Buddha Emperor. There were many shortcomings. It was when he was burning his lifespan.
, the protective ability is greatly reduced, and it is easy to be attacked by others.
Moreover, his current strength is enough to fight against the saint.
"The gods are in my hands, listen to my orders. Rule all bodies, the holy way of ghosts and martial arts, the blessings of the gods, the rule of the gods!" Facing the big hand of this barbarian saint, Fang Han activated the divine light in his body and immediately shot out
He has mastered the various spells of the gods and is extremely pure. He is just like an orthodox God Clan. No, even the orthodox God Clan is not as pure as his aura. At this moment, he is like a noble prince of the God Clan.
A piece of the history of the civilization of the gods was poured into the Oniwu Holy Picture. This holy picture shrank in size and its power became more concentrated. The breath of millstones emitted from it, grinding it away against the saint's big hand.
And with a swipe, Fang Han displayed the two great arts of "Wings of Freedom, Traveler Without Borders", reached the bottom of the Oniwu Sacred Picture, and punched the barbarian army with one punch.
Bang! A destructive wave was born from his fist and condensed into a sky-reaching divine light that was thousands of miles thick and unknown how long. Wherever it went, barbarian armies exploded one after another. His punch actually penetrated deep.
Among the barbarian army, he pointed directly at the saint in the barbarian army.
The light of that punch illuminated the dark barbarian magic mist, and everyone saw a saint sitting on a barbarian throne surrounded by a barbarian army. This barbarian saint had animal skins and tattoos all over his body, even his face.
Yes, but it can be seen that he is an extremely strong man, with the majesty to swallow up mountains and rivers, and he seems to be the leader of this group of barbarian armies.
Among the barbarians, those who have reached the level of saints in cultivation can command an army, split the soil and seal the territory, wave the military flag, and make hundreds of millions of heads fall to the ground. Their saints are also called military leaders, the masters of an army. One of their armies can
It is said that it has gathered elites, and there are hundreds of billions of warriors, fighters, and warriors.
"Senior Brother Fu, Senior Brother Pi...the saint of the barbarians, the Lord of the Winter Cave, has come out. What should we do?"
"Retreat quickly! The Master of the Winter Cave Army is definitely not comparable to ordinary masters. He has perfect insight into the realm of a saint. He is a savage god and has reached the level of swallowing the sun and the moon, and the essence of the holy way. He is the highest commander of this army, and even
He is a strong man who can directly attack other worlds. His attack is just right, and I am sure that he can't bear it any longer! He will attack the king-grade immortal weapon Guiwu Shengtu. This is our great opportunity. Let's avoid its sharp edge first and wait for him to hurt both sides.
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"It is indeed a good opportunity, a huge opportunity." A law enforcement disciple of the Heavenly Court Divine Prison named "Senior Brother Pi" sneered: "This Feng Yuan will definitely hurt both the Winter Cave Army Lord, and we can kill and seal the Winter Cave Army
Lord, you have made great contributions and obtained the National Martial Saint Picture at the same time. How could this king-grade immortal weapon be in the hands of a small saint of the Yuhua Sect? It can be dedicated to the many emperors under the Thunder Emperor Tianjun.
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"We can use it ourselves."
"Just wait and see what happens, retreat quickly, recuperate your energy, and prepare for the final blow."
Under a series of roars of divine thoughts, this group of heavenly prison law enforcement disciples gathered together and formed a three-foot-tall thunder god. The lightning flashed and retreated directly, tearing apart the barbarian army.
"I saw the barbarian saint warrior leader! As long as I kill this warrior leader, all the dragons will be leaderless immediately. Moreover, if I can refine a saint, the benefits will be unimaginable."
Fang Han saw clearly the barbarian military leader, sitting on the barbarian throne. Facing his fist of crystal light, he raised his head, opened his mouth and spit out a stream of evil light. When the two collided, they both shattered themselves. Fang Han's
His body was shaking violently under the influence of the aura. He had already tested the strength of this barbarian military leader saint.
"The Oniwu Holy Picture condenses my body, the picture and body become one, and I fly across the four directions."
His body was filled with essence. Emperor Tianchan Buddha's martial arts experience at this time played a key role. He continuously circulated his magic power. In a moment of concentration, the Ghost Martial Saint Figure actually shrank and became a piece of clothing.
Wrapped around his body, he then turned into a stream of light, pierced through, and shot directly towards the Barbarian Throne. He actually made a desperate move and penetrated deep into the barbarian army, hoping to obtain the title of supreme military lord and saint among hundreds of millions of troops.
The head of the body.
This move was so violent that everyone was shocked and almost couldn't believe their own eyes.
"What? Feng Yuan, the holy son of the Yuhua Sect, actually went deep into the army to kill the invincible army leader?"
"This is like a sheep among a herd of tigers."
"Among thousands of armies, I want to seize the head of the general, but the barbarian army leader is a saint."
"What a tragic smell."
Many people stopped at this moment, and even some barbarian armies began to shrink inwards.