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"He should have not yet got the real *** power of Tianwu\'s library, there is no key to refining the wild gods, or that he has not been recognized by the spoon of the gods." Feng Yaoguang concentrated on calculating, "I just calculated one Oh, in this image, there is a sign of good fortune. If we have a good and bad luck, if Huatian really masters the library of Tianwu, it is a great omen."

"Yao Guangshi sister, you are still very powerful, can calculate the good and the bad between the future." After Fang Han listened, great joy.

"Fang Han, the smoke and water days have also entered the library of Tianwu? And you have been mutual induction, so you are so calm, have you already calculated, want to count Huatiandu?" Fang Qingxue suddenly transmitted God Read it over.

"This is indeed the case, but after I entered the library of Tianwu. My contact with her was intermittent and seemed to be covered up by a force." Fang Han frowned and passed on the mind: "We can\'t get it now." Any celestial spirit, and Hua Tiandu *** a part of the array of law, certainly can draw a lot of vitality. Long time consumption, it is extremely unfavorable to us. We must quickly find this guy, kill in one fell swoop. Take him away The big wild furnace, master the treasure chest."

"My compass, I feel the breath of the big print!"

The seven Princesses of the Qingzu Mountain fox suddenly said.

The compass in her hand was running again.

These seven princesses, although the mana is a strong, not the body of the undead is the giants of the ages, but in the sinister places of the Tianwu library, it is not enough, so Fang Han collected all of them into the Huangquan map. It can be guaranteed to be safe and sound.

These seven princesses are all candidates who have an important role in the treasure of Tianwu. With them, they can get a big print. That is an important hub for the Tianwu Library.

"Okay, then we break through the ban, first look for the big prints and then say." Fang Han body moves, attached to the person\'s pen.

The Emperor took a step out and wrote a huge "wearing" word in the air. The body immediately turned into a shadow between the real and the virtual. This shadow shook and disappeared. Many of the Tianwu library The array method can\'t stop it. Only when the shuttle is heard, the space is constantly being torn.

"The predecessor of the Wild God, this is the Emperor\'s pen! The ancients were the Emperor."

At this moment, in a huge hall full of bronze color, there is a high step, above the steps, standing two people, one person is Huatian!

The other person, with a slap in the face, has a hard and firm line on his face. He seems to be inhuman, like a god, wearing an ancient bronze armor. There is no rune or pattern on the armor. It seems to be in the world. The ordinary soldiers are wearing them. However, wearing on this person\'s body, it is faintly revealing a great momentum of heaven and earth.

This man, with his hands behind his back, stood upright. In front of him and Hua Tiandu, there is a huge bronze mirror. In the mirror, the shadow of the Emperor\'s pen is faintly revealed.

"You don\'t have to say it, I already know that this is the Emperor\'s pen. When the Megatrons of the Year, they concentrated on the eternal genius of the sentient beings. Now, although in the catastrophe, the realm has been defeated and become a perfect weapon. However, it has realized the realm of the integration of heaven and earth. This kind of realm can only be possessed by the legendary artifacts."

The person named by Huatian is called "The King of the Wild", staring at the man in the bronze mirror: "Unless I have mastered the entire library of Tianwu, I can trap it, but I still want to kill it. Now, I can only master part of the ban on the ruins of the Temple of God. This part of the ban is not one-tenth of the library of Tianwu. And after I got your big furnace, I can have this ability. Originally, I was just a cold cockroach."

"In any case, the predecessors are now recovering from the ***. And the predecessors are the heads of the nine hundred and ninety-one ridiculous gods. Can you bring these wild gods out now?" Hua Tiandu smiled. Very proud.

"That can\'t be done. Although I can usually command these wild gods, if I make things that are harmful to the library of Tianwu, these wild gods will not obey my orders." The king of the wild shook his head: "The most urgent thing is that I put the great wilderness Refining the furnace once again, opening the passage to the heart of the wilderness in the depths of the core. If you can get the recognition of the spoon of the gods, you can truly master the whole treasure house, and then get the treasures left by Panwu Xianzun, the real treasure. Happy between the heavens and the earth, it has become the same as Taikoo."

"Then let this man\'s pen, shuttle in the treasure house? What if he had mastered what treasure house? What should I do? This person has a big chance to exist." Hua Tiandu said: "It\'s a pity I just showed out the Yanyang big array, and I didn’t kill the Fang Han, let him run away."

"Reassured, there are many forces in the library of this martial arts, like I have mastered the Temple of the Desolation, and guarded the center. The rest have the Cangsheng Hall, the Chongsheng Printing has a very powerful prohibition, and the Tianwu Temple..........you will never be able to Imagine, in the library of Tianwu, what kind of dangers will be encountered. In some places, I dare not go forward. Just the head of the Scorpio, I did not release it, but the town hall of the Tianzhu Temple, Xianzun’s service has been full for 10,000 years. The mana and the realm are far above you. If you don’t care about the people’s pen, you have already swallowed the cold that you said in your mouth.” The king of the gods is cold and cold. "However, we are all on the spoon of the gods, depicting the imprint of the soul, the extremely powerful prohibition, to be restrained. Fortunately, thousands of years ago, when a self-proclaimed Emperor Huang Quan came in, he wanted Get the key to the gods, fight a battle, and the key to the gods is gone, we can get some."

"In this martial arts library, you can\'t take advantage of the celestial world. It is a pity that Pan Wuxian respects such a rule. Anyone who can enter the treasure house will let them absorb the liquid of ten breaths. To maintain their strength. If not, sooner or later they will consume their power." Hua Tian is evil.

"Even if this is the case, their power will be consumed." The **** of the wilderness: "In the library of Tianwu, the degree of mana consumption is faster than that outside, and there is a strong prohibition everywhere. Every time they push, they must It consumes more power. And we, by laying the existence of the brand of Tianwu, can rely on the power of the gods of the wilderness to draw more celestial elements than the outside world. So in the battle of Tianwu, the battle will win. You are now I must be able to sense the power of the wild gods, because your big wild furnace was originally the one that Huang Quandai entered into, and then broke the barrier and flew out. After thousands of years, it happened to make you an adventure. Not to mention that you have inherited the ethics of Panwu Xianzun."

"It turned out to be like this. I thought that I was a person who was destined to inherit the library of Tianwu." Hua Tiandu suddenly felt deep inside, some were not willing, but he did not show it on his face, he was free to move. I felt it, and in the midst of the void, there was a huge key. The key passed through the sky, and countless fairy tales were conveyed from the key, and then sensed with the big wild furnace on my body, spewed out and poured into myself. In the body, it is many times larger than the celestial spirit of self-cultivation and throughput, because the spit out is the celestial spirit of the liquid state.

Even if it is the master of the kingdom of the kingdom, the vitality taken from the fairyland is also the airflow, and it is impossible to condense into the liquid. Only the master of the longevity secret, the master of the mixed environment, after the thunderstorm, is such a powerful.

A drop of liquid celestial spirit, do not know how much gas can be concentrated.

"Good, good, good! I practiced in the library of Tianwu, a thousand miles. And Fang Han, the kid, but in the library of Tianwu, constantly consumed, and when he consumes the light, I will kill him!" Hua Tian is proud Thinking about it.

"Someone has entered the library of Tianwu."

In the bronze mirror, I saw a lot of powerful existences, and they sneaked in. They did not come in from the gate, but chose some secret places, using means, from the gaps in the operation of some Tianwu libraries. Drilled in.

"A good and powerful two-headed beast, um? Meng Shaobai!" Hua Tiandu saw a shadow coming in, and there was a person who could not help but show a conspiracy again.

"Fang Han, go on like this, we are afraid that it is difficult to consume." When flying with the Emperor\'s pen, Fang Qingxue suddenly passed the mind to Fang Han: "I just took a huge sacred spirit, but it is not consumed. Less. There are many dangers in the library of Tianwu. Every time a spell is fired, it is consumed once, and it is consumed. There is no supplement. If you encounter a strong existence, you will fight up. The mana cost is more. Your pure yang medicine, Also storage is not very good. We have to make long-term plans."

"Is it? I have thought of this. I used to encounter such a situation in Taiyuan Xianfu. Fortunately, I have a tree of the world, I can communicate with the fairy world, I ignore the imprisonment of various laws. I am now re- Try the tree of the world and see if you can learn from the celestial world."

Fang Handao.

"Your tree of the world, the weight of the celestial world, is the maximum number of eternal life. What is the use?" Feng Yaoguang shook his head.

Fang Hanxin moved and put all his thoughts on the tree of the world.

Suddenly, he felt that the tree of the world seemed to be a strong existence with the martial arts of Tianwu. An extremely fascinating celestial liquid, which rushed from above, filled his own hole.