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Chapter 200 The Seven Loves Big Handprint

Chapter 200 Seven Emotions Mahamudra

As soon as the word "good" was heard, everyone in the audience almost had their hearts beat faster, and they were all looking at this shocking big bet. Such a big bet was probably the biggest that had ever happened since the Yuhua Sect was founded.

On the one hand, there are the legendary demon emperors such as the "Five Emperors Great Demonic Powers".

One is the "Panwu Powerful Magical Power", a supreme power passed down from the ancient Panwu Immortal. After practicing it, the magic power is ten times higher than that of ordinary practitioners!

No matter which one of the two kinds of skills you get, you can stand out from countless masters and become the favored son of heaven and a peerless genius.

There is another reason why Fang Han agreed. That is that he can no longer increase his mana by taking pills because his mana has reached its limit.

Masters who are also at the fifth level of supernatural power in the "celestial realm" usually only have the power of ten thousand horses, and the peak master only has fifty-eight thousand. A freak like Fang Han who has five hundred thousand is rare in thousands of years.

An adventure, and he mainly practiced miraculous skills such as the Yama Golden Body, which made his body extremely strong and tough. There were also rare things such as the World Tree, which strengthened his body.

Even so, the powerful force of half a million galloping horses is already the limit that Fang Han's body can bear. Even if there are pills to increase the mana, such as "Dharma Saint Relic", he can't take it.

.Because you have to stretch your body until it explodes.

If Fang Han wants to increase his magic power now, the only way is to break through the realm.

His current body is like a barrel filled with water. To hold more water, he must expand himself instead of continuing to add water.

However, it is different after practicing the "Panwu Powerful Magical Power".

According to rumors, Panwu Immortal Lord had some disciples ten thousand years ago. They were so terrifying that they could possess the power of a hundred thousand galloping horses just after they stepped into the secret realm of supernatural powers.

Fang Han had just stepped into the secret realm of supernatural power, and with only the power of hundreds of galloping horses, he was already arrogant among the others.

Therefore, Panwu's powerful magical power is unique and famous among the immortals. Because after practicing it, the magical power can be increased almost endlessly without worrying about exploding and dying. Even the Taiyi Sect does not have the secret of this kind of magical power.

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Hua Tiandu was actually willing to teach Wan Luo. Obviously Wan Luo was his confidant.

Both Fang Han and Hua Tian are enemies of life and death. There is no one who doesn't study everything about Hua Tiandu. As early as in Taiyuan Immortal Mansion, he asked the mysterious man about everything about Panwu Immortal Lord, plus

Yan also knows a lot about Panwu Immortal Lord. Combining the two, he has a very deep understanding of Panwu's powerful magical powers.

Now Wanluo actually took out this magic technique as a bet. This was a huge bait. Although whether he could swallow it or not was another matter, there was really no second choice.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Wan Luo laughed loudly, "In that case, let's do it! You can also condense the magical powers of the Five Emperors into magic formulas. Let's put them on the plaque of the Tianxing Hall together. Who wins?

Anyone can go get it."

"good!"

As soon as Fang Han put his hands together, the Wood Emperor's energy condensed into a five-color book, which flew out together with the picture that contained the secret of the Five Elements Spiritual Roots, and landed just to the right of the large plaque with the word "Heavenly Punishment".

Wan Luo also waved his hand and placed the secret codes of "Taibai Gold Star Stone", "Ten Thousand Soft Crystals" and "Panwu Powerful Magic Power" on the left side of the plaque.

This is also the rule. The disciples of the Yuhua Sect bet on the Tianxing Platform, and the bets are placed behind the plaque in the Tianxing Hall. No one dares to take them, otherwise they will be shot without mercy.

"bring it on!"

"bring it on!"

Wan Luo's body moved and he had already landed on the Heavenly Punishment Platform to confront Fang Han.

At this moment, these two people were the only ones left on the Heavenly Punishment Platform. The other disciples, including Fang Qingxue, Jialan, and Lingxiao, all retreated outside. Everyone knew that this was the real contest.

It is not only a battle for the supreme magical power, but also a battle for reputation. It can be said to be a battle between dragons and tigers.

"Junior Brother Fang Han, I'm afraid you will lose both your life and wealth this time. I know your background. You are very powerful. You have obtained Fairy Huoyun's golden elixir, and you have twenty-eight kinds of magical powers. You have also obtained

The Demon Sword Blood Sky was refined into a Taoist weapon, and you must have a wood-type treasure on your body. Even if it is not a Taoist weapon, it is also a top-quality treasure. But I still fight you on this execution platform. Do you know why? I have never

Don't fight an uncertain battle!" Wan Luo stood on the Heavenly Punishment Platform, the clothes on his body moved automatically in the absence of wind, like a flag fluttering, and his figure suddenly appeared in the eyes of many people. He suddenly grew taller, covering the sky and the sun, pointing to the sky.

The earth gives people a feeling of being invincible, like a majestic mountain.

But he didn't take action first, he just kept pumping up his momentum. The strong fighting spirit and belief in victory rolled over him like a tide, trying to put strong psychological pressure on Fang Han and make him return.

Before you take action, you plant the seeds of your own defeat.

His magic power is rising steadily. The magic power in his body makes a sound that can be heard by many people. It is like thousands of troops roaring and impacting.

The power of a hundred thousand galloping horses!

The power of three hundred thousand galloping horses!

Half a million!

Eight hundred thousand!

At the end, it finally came to a standstill when it approached one million.

Wan Luo's aura at this time was overwhelming. No one thought that he would have such powerful magic power! He didn't know how he developed it. It was actually nearly twice as powerful as Fang Han, a freak.

!Obviously it is the result of his hard training in "Panwu's powerful magical power".

Generally speaking, masters of the seventh level of magical power, even if they have reached the peak of their cultivation, such as "Song Weiyi" and "Zhao Xuanyi" of the Taiyi Sect, have only three to four hundred thousand, or at most five hundred thousand, which is on par with Fang Han. No matter how powerful they get,

, the body will explode and die. The mind and body cannot contain so much, such violent power.

It can be seen from this that Wan Luo challenged Fang Han and made such a heavy bet, so he must be able to win.

With such powerful magic power, he can simply defeat any master in the same realm!

The momentum of the two people instantly confronted each other. Many true disciples who were watching outside could clearly see that Wan Luo seemed to be an old cat, while Fang Han looked like a little mouse at this moment. The disparity in strength between the two was first widened.

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Feeling that the other party's pressure was suffocating him, Fang Han finally couldn't bear it anymore and roared wildly. A blood shadow rose up above his head. A force equivalent to Wan Luo's force spread out violently. At the same time,

A straight blood-colored sky pillar stood in the sky, and then the sky was filled with blood.

The sky turned into blood.

Just like Fang Han, the "King of the Blood Night" had a pair of blood-colored bat wings growing out of his back, was wearing a blood robe, had delicate features, and his eyes were a sea of ​​empty blood, rising and falling in the endless blood light.

After the "Devil Sword Blood Sky" was refined into a Taoist weapon, its magic power was extremely strong. The spirit of the Blood Night King of that weapon was also like the ancient demon god. The Blood Sea Demon came to the world, and its momentum was vaguely comparable to Wanluo's, and they were indistinguishable from each other.

"Okay! King of the Blood Night. If you didn't have this Taoist weapon, I would be really embarrassed to bully you with my hard-earned Panwu power." Wan Luo looked at the bloody sky, the King of the Blood Night, and nodded:

"Fang Han, if you want to challenge Senior Brother Hua Tiandu, you must pass me first. But today it seems that you are doomed!"

"Where did all this nonsense come from!" Fang Han did not hesitate. The blood light in the sky suddenly disappeared and all entered the body of the Blood Demon King. A sword aura floated out of the Blood Demon King, which was invisible to the naked eye.

The speed of inspection hit Wan Luo's eyebrows.

"Pan warriors can change the way of the sky, turn the limits of the four seasons, martial arts can reach the gods, break eternity. Live with the heaven and earth, shine with the sun and the moon, it is a pan, its power can cover the sky, capture the stars, it is a martial art, the true

Power and illusory shadows will be destroyed in my palm..."

Wan Luo's body was erratic, like a ghost, and he retreated backwards. The lightning-fast blood sword light could not hit him. I don't know what kind of movement and magical power he used, but it was so miraculous.

At the same time, he was chanting like an epic poem, and every sentence he uttered formed an ethereal formation, which was superimposed layer by layer, disintegrating the power of the bloody sword light.

Within four or five flashes, the power of the bloody sword light suddenly decreased. He grabbed it casually and actually caught it in his hand. The blood light flickered uncertainly, as if he was about to struggle out, but a fire appeared on his hand.

, actually turned the bloody sword light into a puff of green smoke.

"Haotian Fire! This is the supreme magical power of the Yuhua Sect, the magical power recorded in the Yuhua Ascension Sutra. Its power is not inferior to that of the Great Sun Fire." Yan in Fang Han immediately conveyed this information to his mind.

Fang Han felt like a mirror in his heart.

The highest classic of the Yuhua Sect, called "The Sutra of Yuhua Ascension" records various supreme magical powers. They are not easily taught to disciples. Only those who have refined the golden elixir can be taught.

Masters in the realm of gods and humans can learn the eight great magical powers, but they cannot learn the supreme magical powers. This is also the rule of the sect.

Although it was just a trace of the sword energy of the Blood Night King, it was also extremely powerful. The treasure weapons could be cut to pieces in one go, and the spiritual weapons were destroyed one by one. Wanluo defeated it simply by relying on the "Haotian Fire" he had made.

Refining shows how powerful this magical power is.

Just when Fang Han's mind was changing and he was analyzing the power of "Haotian Fire", Wan Luo seized the opportunity and suddenly waved his palm, and large tracts of Gang Qi condensed and formed, turning into a palm. This palm was as big as a house.

So big, with runes wrapped around it, there are actually seven fingers. On each finger, the runes are condensed into a word, which are happiness, anger, sadness, joy, sorrow, bitterness, and sorrow! Representing seven extremes

Emotions, for a moment, everyone felt that their moods were shaken. Sometimes they wanted to be happy, sometimes they wanted to cry, sometimes they wanted to be angry. Their moods were completely out of their control, let alone calming their minds and functioning their magic.

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Fang Han's mind was swaying for a moment and he couldn't calm down.

"This is the Seven Emotions Mahamudra!" Yan suddenly shouted: "It is extremely powerful, based on the seven emotions of human beings. Unless you have cultivated to the extremely high level of the secret realm of immortality, and your mind is untainted and unaffected, you will be severely affected.

Huge damage. Quickly use the blessing technique among the twenty-eight magical powers!"

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