"Ah, Hongmeng old man, you actually dare to plot against me, you are looking for death!"
All of a sudden, Fang Han communicated with Daoist Hongmeng's will and blessed his body. Tianyuan's blow was ten times more powerful, and it even directly penetrated the body of the ancestor saint king.
The ancestor holy king roared again and again, almost with a taste of anger from embarrassment.
When the world was first opened in this era, he cut off the tree of the world, and was seriously injured by the Tianyuan blow of Daoist Hongmeng. Now, he encountered a conspiracy again, stumbled, and fell into two identical pits. This situation is so sad that I almost vomit blood.
"The ax of nature, breaking the shackles, the god above the gods, the power of the ancestor..." The body of the ancestor saint king collapsed, but he was not afraid, and flew up suddenly, and the whole body's strength merged again, trying to repair it.
"Ancestor Saint King, it's too late for you to think about repairing it now. My cultivation base is beyond your guess. Even without the help of Taoist Hongmeng, I can kill you. It's just troublesome , now you collapse quickly, die to me, these three incarnations of yours are all fifteen epoch cultivation bases, so I will accept them as my nourishment, today you plot against me, with the help of my The power of destiny, I will become a fairy king in the future, and when the world is shattered, I will repay your kindness today... and destroy you forever."
How could Fang Han accommodate the ancestor saint king to gather again
He flew up, and his whole body changed suddenly. The crystal kingdom changed into the laws of the avenue, driving ghosts and gods. The shadow rises from the long river.
Countless gods and artifacts of the heavens, all kinds of holy artifacts, are spinning around the gate of eternal life.
"Fighting fighters... people, emptiness, emptiness, extinction..." Fang Han quickly connected various ancient characters together, as if turning them into an article, an unrivaled article that can enable people to practice to reach the avenue of eternal life.
Boom!
He recited an unrivaled article, and held an invincible iron fist, with a ferocious blow, which was more powerful than Tianyuan's blow just now, "I am Jiyuan!"
The iron fist pierced through nothingness, and slammed hard on the great axe, an artifact of good fortune.
The big ax let out a roar like that of a great bell, and the amethyst body condensed by the three incarnations of the ancestor saint king collapsed inch by inch, and the tiger's mouth was shaken to the point of dripping with blood.
"The truth of the origin of good fortune, three punches in one!"
Fang Han gained momentum, his footsteps vibrated, he stepped on the four poles, and punched again, the shadows of the three great fairy kings on his body flashed away, the wind of the fist exploded, and within an inch, there was the end of the world.
There was another huge explosion, and Fang Han's palm and the big ax collided again.
The big axe, the artifact of good fortune, let out a whine, and flew high, out of the palm of the ancestor saint king.
"Qingxue!"
Fang Han's body flashed, Fang Qingxue understood, and gathered with the Nine-Nine Supreme God City, turning into a stream of water, entering Fang Han's body, immediately his body was tall and majestic, with five fingers stretching, the universe was like a plaything in his palm!
"Two in one, seal!"
Crackling, Fang Han and Fang Qingxue merged into one, and their power increased greatly. During the ascension, the chains flew across the sky, and the eternal vitality manipulated by the force of fate was connected again into a prison. in.
"Fang Han, you are fine! But, I won't make it easy for you. You can never get this clone of mine. God above the gods, your soul rests on it!"
Seeing that the Ancestor Saint King couldn't escape the seal, suddenly his whole body started to burn wildly, and in the prison, it turned into a mass of purple meteor flames, hitting Fang Han.
Puchi!
This group of purple flames entered Fang Han's eyebrows, and at the same time his body also started to turn purple, and everyone saw a soul appearing in Fang Han's body, which was exactly the same as his figure.
But then, this figure, as if being controlled by someone, unexpectedly changed into the face of the ancestor saint king. Two different voices came from Fang Han's soul.
"Haha, haha..." The voice of the ancestor saint king laughed loudly: "Fang Han, you probably never dreamed that I was in the gate of eternal life, comprehended the mystery, and cultivated a Taoism that can entrust the soul and transform into all people." , Combine the spiritual seeds with people. Now your soul is my soul, if you want to kill me, kill yourself, let me gradually manipulate your body!"
"Dream! Ancestor King, even if your soul is fused with me, it will be of no use at all, it can only be my tonic." Fang Han's voice also came out, cold and without any human emotion: "I am going to use you Your will, hone my will, now let me refine your soul and body, and raise my cultivation to the level of sixteen epochs."
hum!
Fang Han sat down, and chains of shackles appeared on his whole body. I don't know how much immortal energy in the void moved instantly, gathered into an ocean, came to him, condensed into chains and order, and sealed himself in in.
Fang Qingxue's body appeared beside Fang Han, and a dignified look appeared in her eyes: "Everyone, guard immediately, and use all your strength to mobilize the Great Formation of the Yuan Realm, so that Master Fang Han can refine the soul imprint and incarnation of the ancestor saint king." , and the Great Axe, an artifact of good fortune."
"yes!"
Countless disciples knew that the situation was urgent now, and a splendid formation was activated immediately, and all the masters took their positions.
"Don't worry, although I have sealed myself, I still have the power to fight, but now I have to retreat, everyone just be careful, the soul of the ancestor saint king will confront me, I am very much looking forward to it!" Fang Han waved his hand, and the whole person stood up Sitting in the center of the Metaverse.
"Fang Han! Do you want to refine me? I keep passing out my mana from the gate of eternal life, but refine your soul and obliterate your will." Suddenly, on Fang Han's body, The voice of the ancestor sage king was transmitted, and at the same time, in the void, a gorgeous color shrouded it, and the purple air boiled, blessing Fang Han's body again, replenishing the soul consumption of the incarnation.
"Fang Han, my divine body and endless power, your little power is just a drop in the ocean in front of me, and you want to compete with me? How long can you hold on? It's best, you use the power of fate." The more I use it, the more my shackles will be broken, and when I really come out from the gate of eternal life, I can crush you to death with one finger."
The voice of the first ancestor, the Holy King, was disintegrating Fang Han's confidence.
"Who will win the deer, it is not yet known..."
Fang Han closed his eyes, and the Era God Formation in his body began to activate, obliterating the purple energy, and refining the divine thoughts transmitted from the void by the ancestor saint king...
At the same time, the entire Jiyuan City and Yuanjie, which was built in the Upper Realm, had been completely hidden, allowing Fang Han to practice successfully.
At this time, Fang Han's heart was at peace, without joy or sorrow, and entered a state of great tranquility. In his soul consciousness sea, a tall god body was also sitting upright, constantly performing various The move, bombarding his soul, this is the killing intent of the ancestor saint king, to completely defeat Fang Han's thoughts.
And Fang Han's soul in the sea of consciousness also displayed peerless martial arts, and fought with the ancestor saint king.
Now, he is fighting against a fairy king. Every time he fights and confronts his soul, his soul becomes more condensed and his will becomes stronger. In his mind, he learned some mysteries of the Gate of Eternal Life.
Fang Qingxue stood guard by Fang Han's side, and did not lend a helping hand, but let him fight by himself. She knew that at this moment, Fang Han's confrontation with the ancestor saint king was dangerous, but it was a great exercise of her will. In the confrontation of souls, even the ancestor saint king can't do anything to him, isn't his will comparable to that of the fairy king
This is tantamount to the best practice.
At the beginning, Fang Han fought fiercely in the sea of consciousness, and his body trembled, but as time went by, his magic power became stronger and stronger, and his realm became higher and higher, suppressing the purple air flow all over his body. The Patriarch Saint King can no longer control his body.
He was like a fairy king who had killed his past and present lives, his thoughts flickered, and the aura of eternal life boiling around his body became stronger and stronger, surging like a sea.
Fang Qingxue even saw that the structure of the endless air of eternal life in the void was changing. In addition to turning into chains and prisons, it also turned into a higher-level pill, runes, and fonts than the Immortal King Pill. , Tens of millions of portals.
The breath of eternal life can evolve into everything. As long as the realm is sufficient, it can be manipulated perfectly, and even condensed into a holy artifact.
The ancestor saint king is purely training him. If he survives this time and successfully defeats the will and martial arts of the ancestor saint king, his achievements will be limitless. .
Just as Fang Han confronted the ancestor saint king step by step, Hua Tian was also practicing hard in Qiankun City...
Qiankun City.
It is still the largest city among the tens of millions of cities in the upper world, and countless monks enter it every moment, buy divine items, and consume Immortal King Pills.
So far, the monks who have entered Qiankun City are all chanting about that auction. Someone released a two-trillion Immortal King Pill, bought the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen, and distributed two-trillion pills to many masters at the same time.
The image of Fang Han has become a myth and legend.
Because of this incident, there are more and more monks in Qiankun City, and many heavenly monarchs have come from thousands of miles to see if Fang Han is still in the city.
"Hua Tiandu, your cultivation has grown quite well recently."
In a secret room in Qiankun City, Hua Tiandu knelt on the ground, and on the high throne sat the Lord of Qiankun: "Today, I will let you use my artifact of good fortune, the gourd of Qiankun, to help you refine Incarnate the magic weapon in the body."
"Thank you, Master!" Hua Tiandu was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly kowtowed.