"The Great Holy Sword, a peerless celestial weapon!"
When Mi Bao saw the flash of light from the sword, he knew it was the holy sword of the leader of the Tianya Sect. This holy sword was extremely famous. It was not handed down from ancient times, but was refined by the leader of the Tianya Sect himself. According to the highest secret code of the sect,
It is refined using the methods recorded in the ancient scriptures of the Holy Dacheng.
Logically speaking, it is impossible for ordinary immortals to refine immortal weapons, because even the lowest level of low-grade immortal weapons contain many more immortal laws than your own. To successfully refine them, you must use the immortal arts of many immortal masters.
Laws come as a blood sacrifice. It is only possible to integrate into a furnace and complete the avenue in the end. Even when the fairy weapon succeeds, a disaster will befall it, and the fairy law must be compensated as the general outline.
Therefore, Taishang Jiuqingtian, including many Taoist masters of the Tianya sect, Big Mac, do not have immortal weapons. Even Zu Qingting's rebirth immortal gourd is left over from ancient times. And Ya Wuben's Tianya Saint
The Dao Ruler was left behind by the ancient ancestors of the Tianya Sect, and people today simply don't have the ability to refine it.
The "Dacheng Holy Sword" is the only immortal weapon of Tianya Sect that was successfully refined by Ya Zongdao.
According to rumors, Yizongdao entered the extraterrestrial demonic realm 36,700 times, sneak-attacked saint-demon-level masters, narrowly escaped death, and killed several holy demons, and then accidentally discovered in a secret realm.
A feathered immortal skeleton. It took 810,000 years of death before it was refined into this great holy sword. The immortal weapon was perfected and it was invincible. It could kill enemies from far away in the world, just like among the immortals.
Unparalleled genius.
Because of this, with such a sect leader brother, Ya Wuben was so arrogant. He directly entered the Taishang Jiuqingtian sect, swaggered, threatened everywhere, and even immediately started to rob the world of cultivation after the death of the treasure master.
After killing with one strike, the sun and moon lost all light, the stars dimmed, and all the brilliance was concentrated on the blade. The loud voice of four words resounded in the air.
"The sword is the way!"
"The sword is the way!"... countless swords were shrouded in light, and the voice of the ancient sages resounded in the air. Under this sword, no one could stop it, and it actually seemed to be a bit like the torrent of fate.
When the sword came to his head, Fang Han's expression did not change at all. He put his hands together and grabbed the ten-clawed ancestral dragon's hand, and unexpectedly caught the sword's light alive.
The Dacheng Holy Sword kept jumping and slashing between his clasped hands, but it could not get rid of his hands at all, and in his hands, a dragon-slaying fire burned in the past, and the aura of the Ancestral Witch Mirror actually
Diffused, the shadow of the Thirty-Three Heavenly Treasures flickered on the light.
Clicking, clicking, the immortal power was circulating, and pieces of dragon scales actually began to appear on the Great Saint Sword. There was actually a trend of dragon transformation.
Fang Han can now transform a top-quality Taoist weapon that has not survived the thunder tribulation into a dragon in an instant. Even if it is an ancient top-quality Taoist tool that has survived the thunder tribulation, it can be transformed into a real dragon immediately by grabbing it directly.
Integrate into the body, enhance strength, and condense the eight parts of the pagoda.
However, the immortal weapon is barely enough. After all, he is not an immortal himself, but a true immortal. There is no real immortal law in his body, so he cannot truly refine the immortal weapon.
However, it is still possible to stop the operation of the immortal weapon and plunder the vitality from it.
"The Secret of All Things Transforming into Dragons! You have indeed refined the Dragon Clan's most precious treasure, the Eight-Bud Pagoda, which even the Dragon Emperor cannot refine. However, if you want to transform my dragon into an immortal weapon, that is just an idiot's dream. Dacheng Holy Sword, shock me!"
As soon as Ya Zongdao put away the sword, his figure became more upright, the dragon scales on the sword shattered one after another, and the sword energy let out thousands of long chants, the breath became more intense, with one sword in his hand, all immortals and Buddhas were slaughtered.
"Thousands of mountains and rivers can be cut with one sword!"
The sword light completely enveloped Fang Han and Mi Bao again.
Fang Han became more and more calm and calm. His whole body was like an ancient well without ripples. The bright moon was in the sky, the mercury was pouring out, and every particle was round. The twenty dragon claws in his hands moved repeatedly, displaying thirty-three days of creation.
The fingering in the divine fist moved violently and collided with the light of the sword, but it did not fall behind.
The experts from the Tianya Sect were shocked to see this.
Fang Han actually resisted the immortal weapon with his physical body. These giants of the Tianya sect knew the power of the Dacheng Holy Sword, and they had never been able to defeat him under Ya Zongdao. But now, they have already surpassed it with their physical body.
Their understanding of common sense.
"Destroy the dead!" The light of Yazong Dao's sword changed again. All the light was condensed on the tip of the sword. The light source at the tip of the sword was like the first ray of light at the birth of the world, bringing light to the universe. This light spurred the movement of the universe.
Suddenly, Fang Han's dragon claw snapped and a finger was chopped off.
"Um?"
Fang Han encountered a big change, and he spurted out a fierce breath, and dragon energy billowed all over his body. The broken dragon finger turned into a divine dragon and merged into his body again, and the fingers on his dragon claws grew out again,
At the same time, the scales on his dragon claws became denser, and they actually resembled the tortoise shells of fragments of the artifact of creation.
Dang dang dang, dang dang... The Dacheng Holy Sword slashed at his dragon claw, and a series of fire burst out. No matter how fierce and sharp the knife was, it could not hurt Fang Han at all.
This is the power of creation, imitating the structure of a tortoise shell. Although Fang Han's body in an instant is not as hard and incredible as an artifact of creation, it is not something that an immortal weapon can hurt. Originally, such behavior would damage the power of creation.
At the cost, Fang Han was now able to draw the mysterious power of creation from the void continuously, so he used this method to strengthen his body.
"Heart-Breaking Blade!"
Ya Zongdao changed again, and the tip of the knife actually bypassed Fang Han's strongest claws and pierced his heart.
However, Fang Han roared wildly, and all the dragon scales on his body turned into the "tortoise shell", a fragment of the artifact of creation. The sword light struck him, bursting out with fire and long chants, but it was unable to harm him at all.
This time, Fang Han's whole body was indestructible, and in these several rounds of fighting, he had clearly experienced the power of the Dacheng Holy Sword.
"Ya Zongdao! Your Dacheng Holy Sword is nothing more than that! It can't break my Divine Body of Creation at all! Do you know what this layer of tortoise shell on the surface of my body is? This is the fragment of the Divine Artifact of Creation, let alone a low-grade immortal weapon like yours.
Even if you are middle-grade, top-grade, top-grade, or king-grade, I can't do anything to you. If your skills are beyond this, then you will be buried here, Tianya Sect, and the entire army will be wiped out." Fang Han launched a fierce counterattack, surging magic,
Bombard Xiangya Zongdao.
"The fragments of the artifact of creation? How is it possible to refine it! But, this level of protection! No, it cannot be the legendary artifact of creation. No one can refine it, not even the Golden Immortal can refine the fragments of the artifact of creation." Ya Zong said.
Shocked again and again, I couldn't believe my eyes. This peerless genius among the immortals, the master of the Kuanggu Sect who refined the Immortal Artifact Holy Sword on his own, had read countless classics and knew deeply what the fragments of the divine artifact meant.
What is it? He cannot imagine that there is any tyrannical existence that can refine such a thing.
"Thank you for having my information. Don't you know that the Lightning Mother Heavenly Lord who stole destiny and entered the Gate of Eternal Life was once with me. Using the soul imprint of the Gate of Eternal Life, you can completely destroy the artifact of creation.
Refining the fragments?" Fang Han laughed loudly, and his words wanted to completely defeat the psychological defense of Ya Zongdao: "I also control part of the fate, so I can fight against the heavenly immortal with the cultivation level of the virtual immortal. You can't escape either.
The fate of being killed by me."
"The Lightning Mother Heavenly Lord who stole destiny!" Ya Zongdao's face was cold and his white hair was flying. "No wonder the immortal world passed down the talisman. All major ancient sects are closely tracking the Lightning Mother Heavenly Lord. Now it's just right that you are related to her.
I will capture you alive, use the Nine Heavenly Divine Thorns to pin the meridians of your hands and feet so that you cannot change, and then force the Lightning Mother Heavenly Lord to appear."
"You still want to imprison me? How ridiculous!" Fang Han seemed to be wearing a "tortoise shell" armor. His whole person was mysterious and full of a smell that came from the forbidden area of the fairy world.
No power can destroy his body. The texture of the tortoise shell contains the mysterious causes and conditions of the artifact. The eternal truth flows in it.
Fang Han was like a hero who stepped out of a dusty epic. Wearing a legendary battle armor and wielding an eternal weapon, he walked towards Yazongdao. Every step contained extremely strong oppression.
"Origin Divine Fist!"
Just when Fang Han was pressing, the Mibao hiding behind him suddenly came out silently and punched out. The power of origin poured down from the air, condensed into a point, and bombarded Xiang Ya Guizong's heart.
In this punch, the huge Fenbao Rock actually flew out of Mibao's body. It descended into the sky, and Fang Han soared into the sky, becoming extremely huge and becoming an ancient giant.
Grab it and slam it down!
What kind of scene is this?
Fenbaoyan, even if it is shrunk, is still more than 100,000 miles long, like a king of the mountain from the fairy world, and Fang Han, who is half human and half dragon, has a huge body like a god, grabs Fenbaoyan, and slams it downwards with great momentum.
Unparalleled.
The Heavenly King of the Immortal Realm wielded the power of destroying the world.
The Immortal King of Creation struck out with a heaven-shaking fist... No one could describe the power of the combination of Fang Han and Mi Bao, and no one could resist it. Fang Han raised the Fen Bao Rock and smashed it down with such power that all he could see was the Tianya Sect.
When they came to besiege for the first time, in the large formation they set up, some experts at the level of virtual immortals and true immortals smashed down under the Fenbao Rock and exploded one after another. They could not withstand the oppression.
Especially Ya Wuben's son, who was originally a true immortal, could not withstand the power of the god-like Fang Han who smashed down the Fenbao Rock. He was shattered into pieces by the shock, leaving only a ball of laws and flesh and blood squirming in the air.
Then, the will disappeared.
"Son!" Ya Wuben's face was blood red and he raised his hands fiercely. At this time, he had no time to rescue his son, because the huge Fenbao Rock had already smashed down, and everyone was shrouded in the shadow of the huge rock mountain.
I can only do my best to use my immortal laws in an attempt to defeat this fatal blow.