Eternal Life

Chapter 1129 Prostitute

Above the sea, unpredictable, the ocean of the heavens contains countless monsters, especially in the sea around the sea of ??chaos, and there are often monsters of the golden fairy level.

Ordinary masters can't come here at all.

But today, the atmosphere is very strange.

A man stands firmly on the sea. There is no imposing manner, but in the seas of billions of miles, the wind is calm, and even a fish does not jump.

Of course, the heavens are just a fish, and they are more tyrannical than the masters of the secular world. Not to mention the rest of the monsters.

This man is Fang Han.

He stood quietly on the sea, and day and night, the star is unpredictable. It is the power of the eight great prisoners of the refining of the 33rd to the treasure.

In this day and night of standing, all the supernatural powers of the Eight Great Prison disciples, Taoism, the understanding of the avenues, as well as their memories, all kinds of adventures, life experiences, all were digested and absorbed by Fang Han.

These people have a lot of memories, the adventures of a lifetime experience, and the experience of various Taoist practices are also extraordinary. If the huge memory rushes into the same Jinxian mind, the golden fairy will soon die with his head exploding.

But Fang Han's body is not the body, but the crystal of the **** country. Every crystal of the **** country can accommodate a large amount of memory. The kingdom of God can calculate it, and in an instant, it can calculate gigatimes.

But even so, the memory of the eight masters is too large, and the calculations, sorting, taking the dross, and keeping the essence, Fang Han also spent a day and a night.

A red sun rose from the sea level.

Fang Han eyes open, radiating a long and deep light, the artistic conception of wisdom, rotating under the Zhou body, he is now like a saint who has realized the Tao, seeing through the alternate life and death. I have realized the world.

The memories and experiences of the eight disciples have all been passed by him.

He seems to have experienced eight different lifes, day and night, life and death, joys and sorrows.

Originally, he was promoted to the ancestors, and it took a long time to settle and brew. However, in the sentiment of this day and night, the possibility of promotion to the ancestors was greatly enhanced.

Moreover, a king-level spiritual pulse is stored in the Tianmen Gate, providing an endless source of power for his promotion to the ancestors.

Now, he can completely open his own school and set up a king. With the king's spirit, it is not impossible to form a king.

Numerous magical powers, such as the undefeated warfare of the Emperor, the corpse of the corpse... are all integrated into the symbol of the ecstasy of God and began to change.

I don't know when Fang Yong's Ji Yuan Shen Quan Fu has the function of devouring the magical power. Every time you swallow a supernatural power, the symbol of the ecstacle of the gods will expand by one point.

Among the eight disciples' bodies, there are eight kinds of supernatural powers in the "Zhuhuang Wujing", namely the Emperor, the Emperor, the Emperor, the Emperor, the Emperor, the Emperor, and the Emperor.

It is a pity that the impermanence does not catch the hand, otherwise, the martial arts martial arts can also get it.

This Eight Emperor martial arts, all of which are integrated into the symbol of Ji Yuan Shen Quan, Fang Han feels full of power. Now free to sway, Ji Yuan Shen Quan can also play ten times more combat power.

In the future, if you do not use the obvious martial arts of thirty-three days to make the gods, you can kill most of the masters. Even the ancestors.

In particular, Fang Han knows how these disciples are trained from the memory of eight disciples. How to conduct devil-style training every day.

The "Wan Ming Lei Chi" made by "Leidi Tianjun" also emerged from the memory. A thunderous ocean is full of devastating vitality. Countless oily disciples jump in and some directly Death, and some are reborn in the fire, absorbing the essence of the dead disciple. Change is even stronger.

This is the training of the prisoners of the gods.

"Sure enough, in the training, the loser will die, and the spirit will be absorbed by the strong. This is simply raising a donkey." Fang Han recalled these memories and praised him.

Raising cockroaches is to put together many poisonous worms and devour them together. Finally, a strong existence is born, and so is the training of the prison.

"Leidi Tianjun has a relationship with Qingxue. Let me take a look at this eternal Tianjun. What is it like?"

The prison of God was organized by Lei Di Tianjun. These disciples must have personally obtained the training of Lei Di Tianjun. Fang Han wanted to see from their memories what the appearance of Lei Di Tianjun was.

Looking for in the vast memory of the sea, suddenly Fang Han body shocked, "seeing" a huge Thunder! The height of this thunder does not know how many billions of people, standing on a heavenly palace, the whole body is dense and thundering giant eyes, forming the body, not human.

Those thunder and giant eyes, each one seems to be a whirlpool, inhaling the human soul.

Fang Han used to see the illusion of Lei Di Tian Jun in the memory of Chao Tian Jun, but that is the virtual shadow, not the real shape. Now this memory is the real form, the real face.

The ruler of Lei, the king of heaven.

In an instant, taken by the body of Lei Di Tian Jun, Fang Han body can not move, can not escape, seems to be fixed in general.

"The way of destiny, the fate of the fate!" At this moment, Fang Han is in danger, and sacrificed a small fate, his own core era, fierce, killing this memory, successfully escaped, in my heart Shocked.

"Is this the power of Heavenly King? Just memorizing, I can shock me. But I peeped to the true form of this Lei Di Tianjun, which is good for the benefits of Leifa!"

Fang Hanxin tried to figure it out and put the shadow of his memory into the "Zhou Tianyi". Start to calculate, deductive! This is a bold move.

The shape of the Thunder Emperor Tianjun contains the mystery of the supreme thunder, and it is estimated that Zhou Tianyi can analyze a lot of mysteries. Sure enough, between Zhou Tianyi’s deduction, a mysterious Thunder rune was derived and entered into the idea of ??Fang Han. Immediately, many of his thunder magical powers were completed, and the whole body of the crystal **** was automatically derived. Thunder lightning.

The thunder of lightning flashes makes the Crystal Kingdom full of power.

"It is very likely that my future opponent is this Lei Di Tianjun! Now my strength is still very weak. This Lei Di Tianjun can pinch me with a finger." Fang Han long sighed Tone.

The harvest was too big, and he barely digested a third.

Wait for all the power, rules, and memories to be deduced, precipitated, and transformed into your own. He can imagine that he was promoted to his ancestors, and that was a matter of iron.

From the promotion of Jinxian to the realm of the ancestors, it is a qualitative leap.

Among the heavens, Jinxian is the overlord and an active member. There are not many sayings, but there are also a lot of them. The heavens are too big and there are too many overlords. However, the ancestors are not common, let alone the above-mentioned Yuanxian, Shengxian, and Immortal.

As soon as he was promoted to the ancestors, Fang Han’s position in the Yuhuamen was different. It is very likely that he would be promoted to the position of the Son. Becoming a real high-level sect of the big sect, and later qualified to be a big successor, is a legitimate heir.

Although Fang Han does not care about this identity, but has the cover of identity. It’s a lot easier to do things.

"Wind, you get into the day and night. How? Have you digested the soul memories of the eight law enforcement disciples?" The virtual cloud, the fish is also enlightened. When I saw Fang Han, I often took a breath and couldn’t help but know.

"Almost all of them have enlightened. They are calculating their Taoist memory, even some of the big people they have seen. Change into their own memories." Fang Handao: "You also gain a lot." Between talking, he has a big hand. Open, the ghost Wu Sheng figure flew out.

This ghost-wu map, a total of nine, has become a pair of pictures, each with the mysterious atmosphere of the Protoss, ruling the heavens, doing whatever they want. However, the core piece of the center of the map, disappeared, not taken, may fall into the hands of the scorpio Umo.

"Unfortunately, unfortunately, the core Ghost Wutu map is not available. These remnants are not very powerful. It is like a person who has lost his heart." The virtual cloud repeatedly shook his head: "If you get the core map, then the power can be enough. Destroy the saints. But these holy maps, you have collected them, you can learn from some of the Taoist priests in the past, and the sensation of the road will help you to promote the ancestors."

"This is nature!"

Fang Han’s hand waved the nine remnants into Zhou Tianyi and began to calculate. Sure enough, many of the protoss' notes and words permeated into Fang Han’s mind, making his whole body full of sacred atmosphere.

"It’s not that the ghost map of the ghost martyr is not terrible. It is that I can’t play the power at all, and I don’t reach the realm of the Holy Immortal. I’m afraid it’s hard to play the power of this remnant map.”

Once calculated, Fang Han found out that nine pieces of residual pictures, each deep, contain a powerful seal, which has not been opened at all, and every seal is bound to be boundless. Among them, the seal of the ancient king of the king.

Impermanence has not been able to exert one percent of the power of these nine residual images.

"So powerful remnant map? Why do you want to give me the bone saint? Is it to please me? Or do you think that I am a great man reincarnation? I still have thirty-three days to treasure, is he thinking that I am the reincarnation of the genius?" Fang Han thought of the bones that saved the impermanence.

These things are confusing.

"Well, windy, we can now quietly return to the feathers, retreat, wait for the beginning of the heavenly genius contest, when the boundless genius will come out, you can also participate, will certainly sweep the pack. It is rumored that this heavenly contest, a righteous woman of the eternal Tianjun, must choose the husband, many big forces want to step into the sky."

False clouds.

"A righteous woman of Eternal Heavenly King? From the lower bound?" Fang Han looked suddenly tight, looking for the memory of the murdered Murong Shi. Suddenly, he found some clues...

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