Fang Han defeated the "Phantom King" again. These giants from the Supreme Nine Pure Heavens were all masters of true immortals and above, and reached the level of heavenly immortals, but none of them could defeat him one on one. Now he,
Only gods can suppress him. Even if three or four gods attack together, they can't suppress him. He is one with the Eight-Bud Pagoda and the Human Treasure. The Thirty-three Heavenly God Fist is so superb that all his moves contain the truth of heaven.
Logically, his vitality will never be lost, and he will get stronger as he fights. Almost every time they fight, people feel that he will become a little stronger, as if he will grow during the battle.
Such a character is simply a miracle, no one knows what is going on.
In fact, it was Fang Han who would refine a large amount of chaotic flesh and blood Yuan Fei in every battle. Especially in the battle with the immortals, the refining speed was faster.
The chaos Yuan Fei is immeasurably large. If it were truly spread out, it could cover countless galaxies.
Of course, it is impossible for Fang Han to refine the flesh and blood of the Chaos Yuan Fei in a short period of time. After all, it is also a treasure forged by the Chaos Heavenly Lord. If all of it is refined and entered into the body, his magic power will probably eventually break through to the level of a Dao Celestial Immortal.
or even to a higher level.
"Fang Han, don't be arrogant! This time you broke into Taishang Jiuqingtian's main altar, are you bullying my sect? We have so many Taoist masters and guardian Dharma kings here today. Let's take action together,
No matter how powerful you are, I will beat you to death without any chance of survival."
The phantom Dharma King failed immediately, and a Dharma King suddenly stood up on the throne next to him. This Dharma King was wearing a Taoist robe that looked like a fishing net. The meshes of the fishnet looked like a combination of the Buddha's eyes and the devil's eyes.
As soon as he stood up, he supported the Phantom Dharma King and used magic to heal his injuries.
"Who are you?"
Fang Hanhan looked at him condescendingly, like a king looking at his ministers.
"Dharma King Xuanluo, one of the Protector Dharma Kings." The powerful man in the fishing net robe said coldly, his eyes darting around: "Everyone, this person broke into the main altar of our Supreme Supreme Lord Jiu Qingtian and even injured him.
Several people, this is a great shame and humiliation that has never happened since the founding of the sect. Let’s join forces to kill him!”
One stone sets off a thousand waves.
All the masters looked at Fang Han, but no one took action immediately. Some Celestial Taoist masters who had profound skills and had practiced for hundreds of thousands or even millions of years were transmitting their spiritual thoughts.
"This man will be stronger than the last time every time we fight."
"What should we do now? He insists on asking for Mi Bao. Our Taishang Jiuqingtian, an ancient sect, has a great reputation. If a person breaks in like this and regards the sect rules as nothing, then if it is passed on, the reputation will be greatly reduced. In
Many ancient sects are no longer able to gain a foothold."
"How about informing all Taoist masters and joining forces to kill this kid!"
"Yes, let's work together to kill him! I don't believe that he is so arrogant. One person can't deal with him. Even if we all join forces, we can't kill him."
"If we all take action, he will definitely be dead. But some people may not take action. Then Taoist Master Dongling also has some friends."
"We are all Taoist masters of the generation. It is really embarrassing to join forces to deal with one person. We cannot ignore our identity."
"Have you seen it? He seems to be confident. We don't know what his real trump card is yet. And even if we all attack together and make a river of blood flow, who can guarantee that he will be able to avoid it under his desperate counterattack?
Was he pulled on his back?".
Fang Han's eight pagodas rotated slightly, and countless spiritual thoughts were vaguely glimpsed. Suddenly, his eyes were extremely shining, as if his eyes were the brightest stars in the universe. All the masters received his gaze,
Feeling his strong fighting spirit, I felt even more fearful.
"Tai Shang Jiu Qing Tian is indeed a master like a cloud. I, Fang Han, am not a great Luo Jinxian, an immortal body, and I am not an ancient heavenly king. But whoever wants to kill me will not be an easy task. You all join forces together
, it is absolutely impossible to do it without dying and the starry sky will be full of blood. I want to see whoever takes action first, I will definitely kill him first!"
Fang Han smiled and said, withdrew his eyes and threatened "Dharma King Xuanluo": "Dharma King Xuanluo, you said you were going to summon all the masters to attack me, but I want to see if you dare to be the first
A move? If you are the first to make a move, I will kill you! Do you believe it? If not, why don’t you give it a try? Take action!"
The tone of his voice was as sharp as the law of heaven, and he threatened King Xuanluo. King Xuanluo, with a pale face, seemed to want to take action, but he didn't dare. A powerful heavenly being was actually completely captured by Fang Han's aura.
At the same time, Fang Han once again had a spear in his hand, ready to be thrown out at any time. The shadow of this spear was full of the flavor of the final judgment. And behind him, there was the Spear of Revenge and the Sword of Loss.
The phantom is looming. This is simulated by a small fate technique, but it is not much different from the power of the real phantom, at least in terms of breath, and it can be confused with the real one.
Shocked by the aura of the final judgment, no immortal dared to take action rashly.
"The Spear of Judgment, the Spear of Revenge, the Lost Sword..." Hua Zixu murmured, suddenly his face turned cold, and he stepped down from the deputy sect master's platinum throne: "Yes, this is the legendary king-grade immortal weapon, but unfortunately, it's just
It's just a simulated phantom, can it scare everyone in Taishang Jiuqingtian? You said whoever strikes first will be killed at any cost. I want to see what you are capable of, I will
I'll attack you first. Can you kill me?"
Boom!
Hua Zixu walked toward Fang Han step by step, and emitted streams of immortal energy, which was invisible and invisible, and actually began to dissolve Fang Han's aura, making all the immortals look at him. As long as he could entangle Fang Han, he would immediately
There were many people who wanted to take action and attack him directly. After all, Fang Han was so arrogant that he almost made this sacred forum restless.
As he walked step by step, kings appeared one after another in the halo behind his head. Each king's form was different, lifelike, and controlled the majesty of a world. Such a king's form,
There were a total of ten thousand statues, representing different artistic conceptions. Suddenly, they gathered into an extremely tall being, who seemed to be the king of kings and the leader of kings.
While this move was brewing, his aura was rising steadily, equivalent to the combination of several Tao masters.
"Tai Shang Jiu Qing Tian, the fifth of the ancient nine sure-kill secret moves, he actually understood it. This move is the king of kings!"
Many Taoist masters were shocked when they saw Hua Zixu's vision of brewing this move. The level of practice of this move is even more difficult to master than "Sorrow for the World". There are countless immortal arts and ancient supernatural powers, intertwined with each other.
Get up and make up this move.
"This time, Hua Zixu is angry. No matter how powerful Fang Han is, when the king of kings attacks with this move, he is afraid that his trump card will be revealed. Once there is a lack of mana and Hua Zixu resists, we will
Take action immediately and kill him forever."
"Okay! The majesty of our Supreme Lord Jiu Qing Tian cannot be desecrated!" In the presence, many masters who were connected with Hua Zixu began to brew silently.
However, Fang Han still stood on the spot, motionless, watching the painting coldly as he planned to launch the King of Kings' killing move. His temperament was extremely calm, as if he didn't think the opponent existed at all.
"Fang Han, you are calm enough, but my move, the king of kings, the energy of the kings of all heavens, the kingly way of saints, is impossible to resist!" Hua Zixu walked to a line three thousand steps away from Fang Han.
, suddenly stopped, and his strength was contracted, and Fang Han's yellow clothes were immediately sucked and made a hunting sound.
The yellow clothes on Fang Han's body were transformed from the underworld map, and were used as a protective magic weapon. The body could not move, but this time, it was sucked up like a strong wind, which shows how much oppression he had suffered.
If it were an ordinary true immortal, this seemingly ordinary attack would be beaten to a pulp immediately and there would be no way to recover.
It can be seen how ferocious Hua Zixu's King of Kings move is.
“The kings of heavens and sages gather together!”
Finally, Hua Zixu took action, and with one palm shot, his body disappeared, as if he had transformed into a feather and ascended into the sky in the daytime. The shadows of countless ancient kings and ancient sages emerged. These ancient sage kings represented the world in heaven and earth.
Pure royal way. They each waved their hands and unleashed countless magic spells on Fang Han.
Buzz, buzz... the magic of divine light gathered into a long river, completely sucking Fang Han into it.
"So many magical arts! Saints and kings! This move of the king of kings is indeed invincible in heaven and earth. I don't know if Fang Han can resist this move. Ordinary immortals will probably be beaten if they encounter this move.
You have to vomit blood. The top-quality Taoist weapon was destroyed by the explosion, and the clothes Fang Han is wearing are also transformed from the top-quality Taoist weapon. In this move, it will definitely collapse."
"Attention, as soon as Fang Han shows signs of weakness, we will attack and kill him! Stop Dongling Dao Master!" Phantom Dharma King said to Xuanluo Dharma King with a pale face.
"So many magical arts, a royal sage! It's really extraordinary." At this moment, Fang Han also felt tremendous pressure. However, his body remained motionless at all, like a rock under a waterfall, despite the impact of the magical arts.
, eternally immovable. Countless immortal spells bombarded his body and exploded one after another. It was vaguely visible that his yellow clothes had some minor cracks.
"Boy, die, all kings will be transformed into saints, and the saints will be invincible!" Suddenly, Hua Zixu fell from the sky, and as soon as he fell down, above his big hand, all the sages and kings, like the sea embracing hundreds of rivers, fell into the palm of his hand, and then they rushed down. It was a good fight.
The energy around Han's body evaporated at once, and all the protective energy turned into chaos.
boom!
The hairpins on Fang Han's head exploded, and his long hair was scattered in the air. At this moment, the clothes of his Huangquan Tu incarnation collapsed, and his upper body was exposed, revealing a bronze color with the color of the prehistoric and Hongmeng.
skin.
He looked up, saw through Hua Zixu at a glance, and took action suddenly.