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The ancestor of the Protoss.

The ancestor of the sacred king, the face of the knife and the chisel, at first glance, rough and wild, but then felt soft, delicate, such changes, how can people remember what he looks like, but the only feeling This is the face, the original face of the avenue.

The body of the ancestor\'s sacred king was filled with many voids. Everywhere, the land where he arrived was derived from a piece of the planet. On the planet, hundreds of millions of protoss were born. He was the ancestor of the Protoss, and the creation of the Protoss. Those born before.

The tall body, like the Tianzhu, gives people an unparalleled oppression. The soul of Fang Han has an indescribable suffocation. With his cultivation, he feels that he has reached the suffocation.

Bang!

The appearance of the ancestor of the Holy King, the eyes locked in Fang Han, there is no mana fluctuations, and some are just the tremors of the avenue.

The coldness of Fang Han’s body burned, and even the flame penetrated the crystal gods in his body. The large time and space of the whole body was evaporated, showing a bare vacuum.

When the first ancestor of the Holy King appeared, he relied on a single look, and it evaporated the time and space. Mana was simply incredible.

"kill!"

In the face of such a powerful excitement, Fang Han not only did not fear, but there was no trace of horror in his heart. Instead, he was excited. It was like a peerless swordsman who saw a peerless sword.

He screamed and grabbed the tree of the world. He walked through the heavens and crossed the ancient times and swept the ancestor to the sacred king: "It’s just the dead spirit, even if it is resurrected, it is called to wake up, but it is only It’s a remnant of the soul, I will fight you, eventually devour you, and give me the power to reach the realm of the king!”

The backbone of the tree of the world is in the hands of Fang Han, and is motivated by life, sweeping over the past, and the impact of the scorpion to the ancestor of the ancestor, the power of this, can sweep away the thousands of worlds, the entire world of gods On the verge of collapse.

The ancestor of the ancestors saw the tree sweeping, and did not move. He suddenly shot, and the big hand grabbed it, and he actually took it on the trunk.

Above the trunk, the tens of billions of worlds exploding against each other, and even the simple palm of the ancestor of the ancestors, countered all the power of Fang Han.

Hey!

The tiger\'s mouth of Fang Han\'s big hand cracked open, and the whole body of the crystal gods exploded each other. The power between the first ancestor and the king\'s palm was almost destroyed with all the magic weapons in the body.

"The ancestor of the ancestor! The supreme lord, the birthplace of the world, the bursting of the universe..."

One palm broke the impact of the trunk of the tree of the world of Fang Han, the ancestral sacred face is expressionless, it seems to be an eternal war machine, just killing, without his own thoughts, tall body, step by step, black shadow, It completely covered the light, and under his body, there was only the darkness that suffocated to the extreme.

He punched it with a fist. In Fang Han’s eyes, all kinds of things were all sucked into the fist of the ancestor’s holy king. The whole world was constantly collapsed, derived, reincarnation, decaying, birth and death... Wang’s fist has created a world of tens of billions of dollars and a world of tens of billions of destruction. Even in an instant, many brilliant and splendid civilizations have been born in those worlds.

When Fang Han was kicked in the other side, it was completely deposited in the long river of history. He felt that he had reached the past and the present, the past, the present, the life, all the reincarnation and the birth and death, each country, completely in his mind. In the midst of the ups and downs, he felt the great horror between life and death.

Time began with the enthusiasm of the ancestral sacred king.

"Good! Good ancestor holy king, this punch is not overbearing heaven and earth! Extinguish the universe!" Fang Han mentioned all his strength, his body is running continuously, several pieces of the gods are running, his body is expanding violently, the whole gods are Under his power, it began to burst.

He poured all his mana into the trunk of the tree of the world, suddenly lifted it up and slammed it down.

“Open the sky!”

Above the backbone of the world tree, the world of tens of billions of dollars, every world, reflects the shadow of the ancestor of the sacred king. Fang Han actually under this, resolving the bombardment power of the ancestor of the ancestor, but instead used it to quench the form.

The cracked tiger\'s mouth grew back again, and the body\'s damage was repaired one by one. The body not only had nothing but a stronger tyranny.

Bang!

The tree of the world once again collided with the fist of the ancestor of the ancestor, and broke out with strong waves and ripples. Oh... the crystal wall of the gods is cracked everywhere, even the Umbrella, the Seventh The ancient gods, who have retreated, are almost unable to get close to the battlefield.

The Fang Han meteor was generally shot and flew in the air for hundreds of millions of miles before it stayed. The whole body was broken everywhere, but a flash of light flashed and recovered again. Tianmu Umo felt that during the bombardment of the ancestral holy king, Fang Han’s crystal **** country structure is more perfect and more compact. Some arrays of gods and gods begin to combine. The original celestial burial, the altar of the Zen, the ancient sacred temple, the door of the celestial being, are all individuals of ** It contains extremely tyrannical will, and it does everything, but now, under the bombardment of the power of the ancestor, the king has actually begun to be truly melted and melted in a furnace.

The gods of the heavens, if the real melting in a furnace, then Fang Han is the moment to truly promote the king.

Just now Fang Han had swallowed the twelve young Tianjun of the Protoss, and killed the Lord of the Ancient Heavenly Buddha, the Lord of the Dragon, the Gate of the Immortal, and swallowed the body together. Although the strength was enhanced, there were some different kinds of vitality. Without refining, it still remains in the Crystal God Kingdom. It takes a long time to work hard to be refining one by one.

But now, the power of the ancestor of the ancestral king, the bombardment into his body, is equivalent to helping him to quench the body, each punch can almost help him save half of the time of the world to slash.

Fang Han swallowed up many gods, could not melt in a furnace, but under the strong forging of the ancestor of the ancestors, the mysteries of the gods of the heavens gradually played, and he was as strong as the refined steel. Every time the concise, almost reached the culmination of the glory.

Bang! Bang...Continuous collision, the aftermath of each boxing, can completely kill Tianjun, and Fang Han holds the backbone of the world tree and fights with the ancestor of the Protoss.

The shape of the ancestor\'s sacred king seems to be true and true. It is like a illusion. It is a spirit that is motivated. It is not a real body, but it is powerful. Every fist can annihilate an invincible heavenly king.

Fang Handa has been smashing and smashing, and every shot is stronger than the previous one. Between the ancestors of the Great War, the mana bombardment, the ancestor of the ancestor of the sacred king, repeatedly entered his body, every time he entered, his crystal **** country was to be split, and the gods even flew out of the body.

But in the next moment, his body was completely repaired, and the connection between the gods and gods was closer, almost completely integrated with his body.

This is Fang Han not afraid of anyone\'s snuggle.

Even if it is as strong as the first ancestor, he can\'t kill him. He can only temper his body in battle, making him more and more tyrannical and more and more pure.

A straight sacred man, rising from the top of Fang Hantou, Fang Shen seems to be baptized in the gods, his mana is purely crystal, without any impurities, a long shout, a hole in the stone, countless civilizations History and writing are flying in it. Fang Han seems to have begun to change again, and the Vietnam War is more and more brave.

"The tree of God is shaking, and it is vomiting."

In the hands of Fang Han, the backbone of the world tree, a stick and a stick, is more and more fierce, and the force is great and heavy, and between the two, the dragon and the snake change, the murder is boiling, the battle moves to the stars, and once again collides with the ancestor.

This time the collision, the ancestor of the sacred king does not move, and Fang Han actually does not move, the two are in the same place, the huge force, condensed into a black hole in the black hole, rotating around, the two All the power of Yu Bo has swallowed into it.

"Actually, the ancestors of the Holy King are equally divided!"

Scorpio Umo is really terrified.

The seven ancient gods, the emperor Shi Tian and other people are also stunned, almost can\'t believe that the scene in front of the scene is true, the realm of Fang Han\'s realm, soaring all the way, killing the Buddha, getting stronger and stronger, they never saw People like this, even if they have lived so many times, they have not seen the same monsters as Fang Han, metamorphosis. Almost beyond their imagination, this is the miracle that was born in the long river of time and history.

"In preparation for the last move, we all invested in the spirit of the ancestor of the ancestors, urging the destiny of the gods, from the long river of destiny, killing the weak Fang Han! Attacking him still in a weak time."

Scorpio Umo suddenly made a move and issued an order to the seven great emperors.

Hey! The seven great emperors were once again turned into a halo, and they were rotated behind the scorpio Umo, making her sacred, colorful light, and brushing the heavens.

Under this, the body of Umbrella Umo is projected.

Into the spirit of the ancestor of the sacred king, the ancestor of the sacred king suddenly stopped, and the mouth sings like a small singer, curse.

Bang! On the body of the ancestor\'s sacred king, a breath of breath was evoked, and his fingers were lifted up, and a huge "God" was written in the air.

"Time back, fate back! Return to the source, attack and kill itself!"

The voice of Scorpio Umo resounded among the spirits of the first ancestor. Suddenly the gods exploded and the heavens and the earth rotated and changed.

In an instant, Fang Han felt it. He seemed to be under this bombing. When he changed back to his young age, the time was constantly flowing. When he arrived at the fairy, he returned to the mysterious secret. In the end, he actually arrived at the servant who was raising the horse in the secular.

"It\'s actually going back to time, turning fate, attacking me when I was young! What kind of technique is this! There is such a magical ability!"

Fang Han was shocked.