Chapter 1101 obliterates rebirth
The mystery of this "Jade Emperor Mirror", although it is only a piece of debris, is still mysterious compared to the "Emperor's Mirror".
However, Fang Han’s current strength has reached the point where he has reduced his efforts. Any baby, any magical power, magical law, as long as it is in the sa realm as him, can be broken.
The crystal light of the Jade Emperor Mirror, although layered through layers, evolved in the mirror of China, can ruin the Golden Fairy rule, but under the Jiyuan Shenquan, it also played no role.
Fang Han’s epoch **** fist, although not yet able to finally form his own martial arts system, but the core of the will is origin, creation, end, legend, freedom........ countless supre martial arts converged, lted in one The furnace was turned into a way of creation by Fang Han with boundless wisdom. It is simply a new era, a myriad of civilizations.
"What jade emperor, tear apart! The emperors will be taken by , even the supre emperor will listen to !"
Fang Han made great strides forward, and his hands repeatedly shot the epoch.
Every punch is punched, and the crystal light is cracked and the debris flies. The fragnts of "Jade Emperor Mirror" actually began to tremble. After all, this is not a real genius, but a piece of debris.
In the body of Fang Han, the power of the fragnts of the artifacts and the oppression of the breath can be suffocated.
This is a supre pressure.
The difference between the perfect fairy and the artifact is like the gap between the roadside and the height of the gods above nine days.
"I don't believe that the power of the four of us is not his opponent." Fan Chen was also shaken and shivered. Baoguang burst and he was seriously injured.
He is arrogant.
"Yes, we are all the gods of heaven, the genius of the generation. The four people join hands, even if it is beyond the existence of Jinxian, it is impossible to get us. He is strong, can be counter-killed, don't be scared by him!" Flying eyes are extrely sharp.
"Kill!" Wei Dongsheng sacrificed the sacred law of Taiyin to create one disaster nation after another. "As long as I can escape my life, I will definitely draw up my brothers and brothers and seek revenge together!"
The four masters suddenly gathered together, joined forces to kill, the earth-shaking general light, flocked to Fang Han. Nurous crystals have drowned Fang Han.
"Wind edge, speed back, four people together, can not resist, must be broken."
The imaginary cloud shouted.
The fisherman is playing a few lines of light, to resist the counterattack of these people.
However, they have not reacted yet, Fang Han will be shot. The body flashed, and a glaring sensation shook their eyes, and countless airflow countries wrapped them up.
At this mont, Fang Han once again played thirty-three tis the combat power.
However, these thirty-three tis the speed of the battle is fast, that is, for a mont, but also all the vision and senses are closed. No one can see clearly, and Fang Han’s mont has shown sothing amazing.
And, in the depths of this white bones! It is almost uninhabited, and the best way to kill people is to go out. Fang Han’s thirty-three tis of combat power is what complents each other.
Thirty-three virtual shadows, when the air exploded, countless crystal gods, have turned into the existence of the ancestors. At this mont, Fang Han seems to have beco an immortal king, descending from the sky, and moving from nothing to reality.
Hey!
Su Feiyang first ruptured a sword in his hand and exploded into pieces. The whole person was torn into pieces by the power of violent.
And Wei Dongsheng’s step of the sky was also beaten to explode. There was an incredible look in his eyes, and he watched the power of the raging violent, tearing his body.
Fan Chen was repeatedly dodging, showing a Zen work similar to Buddhism, jumping out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elents. However, he was arrested by Fang Han, and he grabbed it from the outside of the Three Realms and Five Elents. When it was empty, it turned into a **** mist, and screaming again and again: "Don't! What kind of supernatural power you have! There is such a fighting power!" Dozens of battles! How is this possible? I have never heard of martial arts with dozens of tis of combat power!"
However, his voice was completely covered up by Fang Han.
The three masters were suddenly blown up.
Murong Shi retreats again and again, but it is useless.
A big hand, caught in the air, first pinched the fragnts of the Jade Emperor Mirror that flew out of his heart. On the spot, a piece of debris was exploded. It turned into a jade dragon and entered the big hand.
Later, he saw, Fang Han thirty-three shadows, suddenly gathered, reached in front of him, with unparalleled force, the irresistible will of the palm of the hand, squatting, pinching his neck. Raise your volley.
His feet trembled, trying to show the changes, trying to break away from the big hand of the cold, but it did not help, and many of the powerful ancient treasures were suppressed in the body.
Bang!
The mana dissipated, the imaginary cloud, the fisherman was surprised to see that Wei Dongsheng, Su Feiyang, Fan Chen three, turned into a **** fog, many treasures up and down in the blood, and behind the cold There were three big hands and three people, so they were completely banned.
Fang Han’s own big hand grabbed the neck of Murong Shi.
The Yufu Prince, a distinguished figure, was caught in the hands of Fang Han by a dead dog. He struggled to breathe and cursed without sound.
Fang Han’s hand, a little relaxed, the voice of Murong Shi passed out: “You! Wind, you dare to kill , Yufu knows, will definitely make you die without a place of burial. My father Yufu The Lord is beyond the golden world's peerless existence. You can't imagine how powerful he is. And he is good at congenital numbers, and can calculate everything. Even if you want to cover it, he will be able to calculate the original book. What's more, I used to use the life of Yuanling in the Yufu, and set aside a jade lantern. Even if you kill , I can still be born again, and have the original mory! Any spell can't be erased. The mory of this destiny. Unless, you will have the legendary great destiny."
"Wind! Can't kill!"
The imaginary cloud heard this, but it was also a glimpse. Suddenly rembered sothing: "Kill him, he will really be born again in Yufu. I rember that in the Yufu, there was an old demon who killed his disciples. They also showed the way of soul annihilation, but they were not able to erase all the mory of the soul. Or let the disciple be born again, then Yufu’s initiative used the power of heaven to smash the old devil’s lair!”
"Although I have all kinds of soul annihilation, the jade lantern in the Yufu is very wonderful. There is no absolute certainty. Killing Murongshi can only imprison him. As long as he does not die, the jade lantern does not Any reaction will happen."
"Ha ha ha ha! Wind, you kill ? You can't kill ! And, in the near future, Yufu will know this thing, you are the traitor of heaven, the person who imprisons the heavens, these cris, even if it is The feathering door can't protect you. The current feathering door is not the feathering door when Hua Tianjun is at."
Murong Shi smiled: "You let go, today's things, we are two clear, it has not happened, this is your only choice, how?"
"Mu Rong Prince, let him let us go!"
Su Feiyang finally condensed the whole body again, but he was caught by Fang Han’s vitality, and he could not leap out.
"Wind, we admit that you are indeed the supre master of the ancient tis, one of the best characters in Jinxian, but today is an ordinary discussion. If you can't kill people, then let us go. Our things today, too I will never say it, because the four people have joined hands and are defeated by you!" Wei Dongsheng also recovered his body and made a sound.
"I also have a soul imprinted in the martial art, the sa will be born again, you can do it." Fan Chendao.
"Do you think that with the soul imprint left in the martial art, can't I kill you?" Fang Han fingered, and the van Gogh was caught by the vitality and sent to the "biyuer" "Baiyuer, don't you want to refine this person? I will help you, kill you in front of you, let you see, how I completely erased his soul mark."
Bang!
Fang Han’s vitality suddenly ford a strange handprint, and directly shot the palm of his head.
The disciple of Jinxian sent a shrill scream, behind his back, in the distant ti and space, inside a martial art, under a golden statue, lit an oil lamp.
This is his **** of life branded magic lamp!
Hey!
Fang Han was a big man and grabbed his head. At the sa ti, the oil lamp suddenly exploded and was torn apart. Then the distant ti and space phantom closed.
The van Gogh seems to be a broken sigh. After screaming, all the souls are dissipated. All the wills, souls, and mories of Fang Han’s palms are left, leaving only an empty shell.
Everyone even saw it clearly, and he did not even play the role of the soul lamp left in the martial art. The explosion of the soul lamp of the life ans that he is completely dead, and there is no hope of resurrection.
Fang Han This is the power of secretly playing a small fate.
The power of destiny, attacking the past and the future, the seeds of all kinds of souls, reverse the fate of life. Fang Han is now a golden fairy, killing the existence of the sa realm, the other's body is in his hands, you can destroy all scattered souls.
Even if one of the other's hair, a nail, and a used item fall into his hand, you can use the technique of fatalism to attack the enemy's body!
"Ah, how could this be!" Murong Shi's face was pale.
"What is this technique, the witchcraft of the last era? No, witchcraft is a ghostly, not so grand! I feel that at this mont, countless fate rivers run through endless ti and space, putting all possible souls, All are wiped out." The fisherman jumped in his heart, not himself.
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