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The screams of the guns of the trial spread throughout this small space.

"After a thousand years of hatred, it is a hundred years to go back. The gun of the trial, you still want to look back, it is already late." Fang Handuan sat on the ground, countless days of vitality rolling into the body, every crystal of his body The kingdom of God is working, and the truth gourd gives the greatest capacity, so that his vitality can be stored endlessly.

Originally, he was able to display a hundred times of 300 times of combat power. Now, after a period of cultivation and storage, he can display more than two hundred times!

Moreover, this number is still increasing.

And Fang Han constantly runs the truth gourd, and finds that this gourd shows more and more vitality, the more the power of the explosion, even the direct explosion, comparable to the strongest robbery.

At the same time, the Tao of the Emperor of the Immortal, casting his own immortal dynasty, regulating the blood, and transforming itself into a similar magic weapon, which is similar to the crystal **** country.

The more he cultivated the sacred king of the sacred priests, the more he realized the deep understanding. There is a kind of insight that almost penetrates the deepest mystery of the body structure, and travels with the avenue at all times, and integrates with the heavens and the earth.

The gun of the trial was now spurted by Fang Han, burning, burning the body.

"Fang Han, you don\'t let me go, you can\'t die! You don\'t just rely on thirty-three days to treasure? I tell you, as long as the real thirty-three days to the birth of the treasure saints, your set You can completely fly away from the product, and you will be able to sneak into the holy fairy. How long do you think you can be crazy?"

The gun of the trial was screaming and screaming, and the curse of the fierce **** was evil.

"Is it? You thought I couldn\'t think of this problem. I am now cultivating you. I want to practice myself into a epoch, wash all the treasures with fate, break the connection between them and the body, break the fate, change Be yourself, and from then on, become an individual of **, no one can take it."

The party is cold and cold.

The gun of the trial is quite good. His own Wang Pinxian is thirty-three days old. As long as the real sacred ware is in the thirty-three days until the treasure appears, he is immediately seduce, flies into it, and loses from his body.

In addition, the Wings of Liberty, the Wand of Legends, and the Eight Buddhism, may be summoned.

If the wing of freedom in the treasure world is summoned, Fang Wang’s Wang Pinxian is almost impossible to hold and is called. Moreover, Fang Han vaguely felt that the eight floating sects also had the existence of the sacred fairy, because every time he was running the eight sacred sects, he felt the same tyrannical sacred dragon force, boundless, I don’t know where the holy wares of the Eight Buddhism are hidden.

Or is it a Tianjun of the Dragon World? Is it the rumor, the mysterious dragon king?

The Lord of the Dragons is the dying dragon of the King of the Kings, but it has disappeared, but the eight sacred sects he created are still there. It should be the Lord of the Dragons now.

If the eight floating sacred sacred sects are summoned, then the eight sacred sects of their own kings will fly away, and they can’t be suppressed. The same is true of the legendary scepter.

Of course, the blood-stained clothing, the totem can is the body, the impact of this is smaller. However, there is a real high existence among the barbarians, and there is also the danger of being taken away.

This point is always a hidden danger. This time he completely eliminates this hidden danger, and combines all his magic weapons with the sacred crystal **** country. Based on the book of the epoch, it creates a epoch of the epoch and breaks many magic weapons. Destiny, breaking the fate, makes many magic weapons completely belong to oneself and belongs to one\'s own body.

"All magic weapons, all out!"

Fang Han’s hand waved, and the Eighty-six-six-fourth Wang Pinxian had already flown out. The guns around the trial continued to rotate. The wreckage of the holy fairy, the totem pot also flew out, at eight eight six. The center of the fourteen kings of the fairy wares reunited into a large array.

Fang Han\'s blood-stained clothes on the body, but also hunting, the blood stained on the top for the bright red clouds, such as the big flag, a respected barbarian war god, **** battle, for the barbarians to create a new future.

He wants to re-conceal the magic weapon, so that many magic weapons on the body are thoroughly integrated with themselves, with themselves as the core, many magic weapons as the basis, and become a epoch.

This is the inspiration of the king of truth.

Fang Han is now in the body, there are many magic weapons.

The Eighty-six-sixth Wang Xianxian left by the emerald god, and the golden capital of the Yuanjin, which is left by the Emperor of the Golden Emperor, has eight floating sects, thirty-three days to the treasure, the wing of freedom, the stick of legend, the totem. The cans, the blood-stained clothes, and the ancient scriptures that are now honoured, and the guns of judgment, all the magic weapons, after calculation, casting the gods, once again evolved the path of the era.

"The fate of heaven and earth, the fate of life!"

Fang Hanyi pointed out that he burned his life and played a small fate. The fate of the emptiness between the moments came down and entered every magic weapon. The instrumental spirit immediately began to change and distorted itself. The fate seems to be to be cut off by the power of destiny.

Fang Han’s body spreads out and turns into a gods. The book of the epoch has been thoroughly catalyzed in the crystal **** country. The shape of the three great kings is surrendered in the gods. It seems that Fang Han is beyond the king of the gods. The presence.

In the rumor, there is still a realm above the king. I don\'t know what level of existence, that kind of existence, never appeared in heaven, is a mysterious legend in the door of eternal life.

That is the way to be broken.

"You devil, you actually learned a little fate, as long as you let you reach the highest realm, you can see the fate of the door of eternal life. No, small fate, only the electric mother Tianjun got eternal life The recognition of the door was taught to her. In the heavens and the earth, no one can copy it. Even if it is a sacred king, you can\'t learn it. How can you learn it? What is there in the end? Why do you want to protect the heavenly king and end the holy king? You, who are you? Are you bigger than the one who is born?"

The gun of judgment was madly screaming.

However, Fang Han’s technique of fate has been fought down, and the fate of the shackles has been everywhere, and the roads have been intertwined, showing the fate of the general life of the Ganges.

Hey.

After the constant baptism of this destiny, all the magic weapons are more and more mysterious, crystal clear, and the fate of the river, all infused into the major. Among the magic weapons, the eight Buddhism, the legendary stick, thirty-three days to the treasure. They all sense each other, and each has a taste of "there is no leader, no one in the world", and good luck.

Fang Han’s epoch of the epoch, once again evolved, and the big ones. The magic weapon has swallowed it in, and it has become a myriad of eyes. Every magic weapon is combined with a battle.

Destiny is washed and washed.

Hey!

Suddenly, the eight Buddhism sent out the sound of broken eggs. It seems that there is a core life-threatening thing that has been broken. The whole floating squad, slowly spinning, is in an absolute illusion, without any restraint, jumping out of its own destiny, flying in the mood of the long river of destiny.

This is the eight Buddhism that broke its fate, absolute freedom and **, and even after that, even the call of the holy fairy, can not have any effect on it.

Fang Han felt a burst of excitement flowing through the body.

Then, a few broken eggs, the wing of freedom, the stick of legend, the clothing of blood, the can of the totem made a sound, breaking the fate and gaining absolute freedom.

At the end of the day, thirty-three days to the treasure, even the cannon of the cannon resounded, even when the Fang Hanxiao fate operation reached the limit, it also broke the fate continuously, the first to break the fate is "Zhou Tianyi", followed by "Zhentianhuan" "Stealing the claws" and "sealing the lock" one by one.

At the end of the day, thirty-two pieces of treasure, all broken, there is only one portal to the sky, in the constant rotation, there seems to be a kind of power in the dark, to stop the thirty-three days to the treasure, to break the fate.

This is the most difficult one to break.

Fang Hanxin knows that thirty-three days to the treasure, the most difficult to break, once broken, Fang Han from then on is equal to the shackles, Tian Gao Ren bird fly, the sea wide jump.

His heart is extremely calm, running a small fate, brewing, non-stop brewing, the last blow.

When breaking the fate of many magic weapons and running the epoch of the epoch, Fang Han’s understanding of the little fate is more profound. There is almost a taste of the essence of fate. In front of him, it seems that a thin barrier is everywhere. Tearing, but it is not touched, far in the sky, close to the eyes.

As long as the barrier is torn, he can truly comprehend the great destiny and grasp the first avenue since ancient times, the first of three thousand.

It is a pity that he still has no ability to break, touch, and reach the supreme realm of magical power.

However, in the continuous operation, the small fate reaches the limit, suddenly a change, once again into the ambiguous great existence, the door of eternal life.

The door of eternal life is a change of life. In the deepest part, there is a special kind of infuriating.

"That is. The eternal temper, how can you change the illusion of the gate of eternal life to such an extent? Even if the sacred king saw the door of eternal life, he did not steal the eternal life from it." After struggling to support, I saw this scene and my heart finally collapsed.

Fang cold smile: "Hey!"

He spit out a mantra, and immediately the illusion of the door of eternal life, entered into the Tianmen, the last thirty-three days to the treasure, crashed into destiny. Thirty-three days to the treasure suspended in the air, absolutely **, no body can affect them.

Fang Han succeeded in casting the epoch to eliminate hidden dangers.