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Under the boxing of Fang Han, there is no chance to fight back. Under the crushing of the ghost-wu sacred figure and the eight-piece floating squad, even the emperor must die directly, let alone the saint?

Every saint died, all the magical powers, the rules, the blood, were made by Fang Hanlian.

This piece of the symbol is floating in the air. If anyone gets it, he can accept the full power of the saint, even the practice experience. In the years to come, this symbol will accompany the body until all refining will disappear. . For a person\'s practice, there is no limit.

Fang Han knows that although the strength of Yuhuamen is strong, if all the Huajia is washed away, it will immediately reduce its strength by half, and the loss will be too great.

Therefore, he sealed the fine rules of the sages of the Huahuamen, and then prepared to select a group of disciples who were loyal to them and cultivate them. For example, Dao Xu Shengzi, Xu Yunyun and others have all got the power of the powerful saints themselves. As long as they practice hard, it is not difficult to become a saint in the future.

Even the Sun poetry painting of the reincarnation of "Painting St." was instantly obtained by a Chinese sage. When he broke into the body, he immediately inspired the painting of the Holy Spirit, and a brush was added to his hand. Splashing ink, a piece of landscape graphics, when the air condenses, there is a strong sacred mood, the heavenly sanctuary is contained in it.

Bang!

In the end, Fang Han kicked out, a large piece of Chinese Yuan Xian, usually has a strong right in the feather door, the color of the wind and rain, was directly into a meatloaf.

Then, the eight Buddhism dragons smashed a roll, and the meat patties were all involved. During the blazing flame, the refining and chemical impurities flew out and turned into the ancestor dragon symbol, and entered the body of the saints. They are all following themselves in the **** trials.

They got the dragon blessing and immediately began to change. There was a catastrophe on one of them, and they actually began to attack the Yuanxian position.

Regardless of this, Fang Han grabbed the big hand again, and the sacred sages who were floating in the air fell into their palms.

At this moment, all the masters of the Huajiamen’s homes are completely clean, and one does not stay.

No, I ended up with three people.

Zhu Chongyang, Wan Xi\'an, Hua Zhentian.

These three masters are already the peak of Yuanxian, and Hua Zhentian has turned into a "semi-san". I don\'t know who gave him the top, making him a burst.

"You three, now kneel down. Ask me for mercy, I can think about it, let you go." The cold and cold look of the three, he has already seen it, the three have great potential, and they have the air Compared with the potential of the saints of the Chinese family, if the three do not die, continue to cultivate, it may become the emperor.

In particular, Zhu Chongyang seems to have once again become a sword of truth, and he has many adventures.

噗通!

Wan Xi\'an slowly squatted down and looked at Fang Han: "Wind brothers, forgiveness, I have eyes that don\'t know gold inlaid jade, offended you in **** trials, I am not a Chinese, you I can spare me. From then on, I am single-minded, and I will never be able to have any two hearts for the fate of the door."

Hey!

Just as his voice just fell, his body blasted and screamed, turning into a **** fog, burning a powerful flame, turning him into a symbol, falling into the forehead of a young son of Yuhuamen, infiltrating into it.

This saint is overjoyed: "Thank you for your brother."

"There is no bones, so weak, I have no use for you." Fang Handao: "See the wind, the rudder, the wall grass, can sell me after I can sell it today."

His eyes swept away and looked at the remaining Zhu Chongyang and Hua Zhentian.

"Wind, you are dead! I will not give in, you will kill and kill, I am a Chinese! Tell you, Hua Tianjun will return soon, he personally selected the head, China Everyday will come! At that time, you all have to roll out the door of the feathers. Also, do you think that killing the blood of my Chinese family? Far from it, many of our ancestors, some clouds, some Missing, they usually don’t return to the martial art, but they will come back after knowing that the Chinese family has been cleaned!"

Hua Zhentian’s evil road will never yield.

The people present, everyone\'s face is a change, especially the disciples of the Huajia sage refining Fu, the face is pale.

Indeed, in the centuries-old history of Yuhuamen, many masters have disappeared. Some masters have gone out for a cloud tour and have disappeared for millions of years. These masters are missing figures, and some rumors are Dead, but there must be no death.

Among them, there are so many masters of Chinese families, some missing old antiques, and even the strongest of heaven and earth, the realm of half-step Tianjun.

After hearing the news that the Chinese blood was cleaned, these people are really likely to come back. At that time, the door may face new turmoil.

Because of this, it is impossible for Yuhuang to clean the Chinese family. Even if the Chinese five old people assassinated him, at the beginning, they all chose to give in, and they would be more comfortable.

However, Fang Han does not care about this. There is Tianjun support behind him. Even if the missing master of Huajia comes, it is just to add strength to him. The Eight Buddhism is about to engulf more emperors to grow up. .

"Good! Hua Zhentian, you have a bone. Good, good!"

When he heard the words of Hua Zhentian’s righteous words, Fang Han nodded. A fierce wave of hands, in the unbelievable eyes of the other side, also burst into a **** fog, screaming again and again, was made into a symbol.

Fang Han seems to have intentionally made Hua Zhentian painful. In the process of refining Fu Xi, he did not obliterate his consciousness, making him a pig-like scream, which is creepy.

"Wind, you! Why don\'t you let me go, kill me!" Hua Zhentian was angry, hysterical.

"There is a bones that have a bone, but I still want to kill you, because you are a Chinese. If you are a surname, I would consider leaving you a life." Fang Han blew out, pinching the pinch in his hand. , completely obliterated the will of Hua Zhentian.

Hua Zhentian died, and now the blood of the Chinese family in Yuhuamen is now severed, and the cleaning is successful!

At the moment of death of the blood, Fang Han felt it, and the supremacy of the hand made a shock, and the mass of the entire feathered kingdom was combined. The token in the hand can control the many bans of the feathered kingdom. greatly increase.

In the past, the authority of the head was suppressed by the Chinese family, and a kind of blood force hindered the exercise of the power of the church. Now the blood is swept away, and the authority of the church is raised again.

"Zhu Chongyang, now you kneel down." Fang coldly said: "I can see that you have an organic edge and got a chance for the king of truth. If you kneel and swear, completely loyal to me, I am not Will make you die. You are a talent, not a Chinese blood, I can give you a chance."

"If you want to kill, you must kill." Zhu Chongyang stood still: "I have already seen it, even if I kneel to ask you for mercy, you will still kill me, you will not let people who have disagreements, It’s not a difficult thing for you to eat and drink.”

"Oh? Do you understand me like this?" Fang Han has some small surprises.

"Wind, you don\'t know, you can never kill me. I did get the sword of the king of truth, but many people don\'t know. In fact, I have entered the ancient truth, the fairy god, a god. Impression, branded in the fairy country, even if killed, I will soon be born again, and every time I die, my strength will be even stronger, today you killed me. When I return again, it is your death. ”

Zhu Chongyang has no fear.

"Is it?" Fang Han’s eyes flashed, and the power of creation was rapidly calculated. I saw that Zhu Chongyang’s future road was not cut off, but the longevity of the fortune seemed to be the existence of a certain giant. Together, it will never die. He tried to use a small fatalism to cut off, but it also seemed to have no effect.

"It seems that I have to cultivate the little fate to the extreme, only to be able to break the brand of Zhu Chongyang. This person really has a big adventure, I did not read it wrong." Fang Han heart moved, suddenly on the palm of his hand, appeared The rune of the big causal technique, directly shrouded, actually sealed Zhu Chongyang\'s entire person!

Zhu Chongyang’s face showed a shocked look.

"What do you want to do?"

"What? If you don\'t say it, I will kill you, but now I won\'t kill you, but let you survive, you can\'t die." Fang coldly said: "This way, you can\'t be born again." I will keep you, and in the future I will enter the Kingdom of Truth and gain treasure."

"You!" Zhu Chongyang squinted. "You are the devil, so poisonous, but you can\'t kill me. Come on? You have any vicious means, come on, I see how you can torture me. You Can\'t kill me, torture is a kind of temper for me! I will grow up in the temper and will kill you in the future."

"It\'s really stubborn." Fang Han shook his head. As soon as he caught it, the big causal line wrapped Zhu Chongyang and became a sphere. The slow income was among the eight floats. The flames rolled and immediately conveyed inside. Zhu Chongyang’s screams.

He was accepting the ritual of the buoyant dragon fire, and everyone heard this scream, and they were numb in their hearts. I don\'t know how much pain I have suffered.

"Well, this cleaning of the door is completely successful, but today\'s things, everyone is not allowed to pass away, just when nothing happens? Do you know? If I am outside, I hear any news, I must check it out! The people, the end is the same as Zhu Chongyang. I cleaned the entire Chinese family, about you also know my means."

After doing these things, Fang Han suddenly turned back and sat on the throne, facing the many elders present and even the seven great emperors.