Chapter 885 Phantom King
 "A few times ago, it was just a warm-up. My husband, Mibao, didn't know if he was qualified to participate in Mibao?"
 Fang Han did not care about the eyes of all the big men in the nine clear days, but stood proudly on the spot, making a loud voice, spreading out, such as Hong Zhong Da Lu, shocked in the hearts of many people. Although there are many masters present, they cannot suppress him steadily. To suppress Fang Han, at least the character of the **** level, but this kind of character, do not dare to shoot at random, otherwise the fairy world will know, can no longer hide, to be taken to fly.
 "You are called Fang Han? Master of the door?"
 Suddenly, the picture was opened.
 "Not bad." Fang Han gently smiled and looked at the deputy doorkeeper.
 "Although you are the husband of Mi Bao, but Mi Bao is my disciple who is too up to nine clear days, I made a big mistake. I was punished by the imperial concubine and entered the prison. If you know, she committed What is so wrong, it will not be such an offensive move today."
 The picture is empty and quiet: "Young people, do you want to listen to it, what is the mistake of Mi Bao?"
 "I made a mistake, I don't want to listen, and I don't have any interest in listening." Fang Hanxi said with a slap in the face: "No matter what, even if you want to make a hole in the sky, how can I fight for her? I will punish her. I will kill the sky. The earth will destroy her, and I will kill the land. Who dares to move her a hair, I will destroy who is full. You are called a painting, is it true? I have one thing, to warn you, that is, you have to call This seat is the master of the door. If you are young and young, you can’t escape the disaster!”
 "you!"
 The imaginary face of the painting shows a majestic anger. If you are a good Buddha, even if you are a Buddha in the Buddha world, you may not be able to resist the anger when you hear Fang Han’s words.
 Too arrogant, too overbearing, too unattended, too strong as iron.
 However, some of the female disciples have a strange feeling in their hearts: "If I can find such a man like Mi Bao, I am afraid that it is the happiest thing in the course of monastic practice."
 In the Taiqing Jiuqing Tianzhong, the number of female disciples is very large. In the dojo, there are also some dojos that specialize in female disciples. These outstanding female disciples are naturally the other side to maintain the treasure, not to talk about right and wrong, see God killing God, see the immortal attitude of Xian Xianxian deep in the heart to agree.
 In an instant, the image of Fang Han was suddenly raised in the minds of some female disciples. Even the first day after the wind, the Taoist gang had just suffered a big loss in the hands of Fang Han, and the look changed a lot.
 "Mibao ah Mi Bao, actually can find such a strange man." Yan's heart is very envious.
 If it is for her, in the case of a big sect, a master like a cloud, to say this, she must be single-minded, heart-wrenching, wholehearted dedication.
 "Boldly, you are really lawless."
 The picture is angered. The obvious killings exploded from the body, and the illusion of the road above the head appeared. There was a ray of light on the top, and I didn't know what kind of supernatural power was brewing in the body.
 "How? Painting is empty. Do you want to hold me up?" Fang Han is more overbearing and takes a step forward. He has already learned from the main mouth of Dongling Road that painting is a sub-gate that insists on imprisoning Mi Bao. The Lord, the cultivation is extremely high, the peak of the fairy is unfathomable, and there is a set of ancient roads combined into a large array. For this person, Fang Han naturally will not have any politeness, directly hitting him in the midst of the Qing Dynasty. The prestige: "I have heard that you presided over the imprisonment of Mi Bao. Now I have to look at your deputy, what is the skill! I dare to imprison my woman. I have already said, who is against me? A woman is not good, I am not as good as he died!"
 "Young people, just too easy to fold! The front is too strong, not heaven. You are alone, the mana is high, and you enter the sky, so arrogant, you will die."
 Suddenly, under the imaginary picture, a master on the throne stood up, his body was like an iron tower, and there was a circle of light and shadow behind his head. The body seemed to be full of his shadow.
 "Phantom Law King!" Dongling Taoist immediately passed the other person's cold and said: "This is one of the nine heavens, one of the guardian kings, the phantom king, the strength is very strong. It is the giant with the paintings One of the tyrants, his son, is a disciple of painting."
 "Phantom King? Heaven is not heaven, not what you said, I am heaven. I have to look at it, how can you die, no doubt, is it you? Can you let me die? Then I will kill you first!"
 Fang Han long laughed, and he was boundless, and his body disappeared.
 Immediately, the phantom king's throne began to collapse. He felt that all the people in the audience disappeared. Only the only gods were cold, pointing to the sky, rolling in, falling apart, exploding, and the law of the Taoist collapsed. All around were trials, loss, revenge, and heaven. The temptation of robbing, flooding, and so on, even if he turns into the sky at this moment, he must be directly cracked.
 Thirty-three days of making a **** fist, crashing into the sky.
 The Phantom King is so sad that he wants to vomit blood and wants to escape from it, but he can't move anyway. It’s hard to lift a finger.
 He barely raised his arm and slammed it out with a trick, but the form of Fang Han collapsed.
 "The world is sad!"
 Suddenly, the Phantom King suddenly bites his teeth and burns his life. He has been burning for thousands of years... 800,000 years... The power of life is burning, turning into a trick, immediately between, like the world. The souls are plunged into grief, turned into strength, and condensed in his palm.
 The world is sad!
 One of the nine masters of the Qing Dynasty. It is extremely difficult to refine it. Once it is displayed, it is true that the heavens and the earth are in sorrow.
 bombardment! The phantom king, this move rushed out at any cost, and collided with Fang Han. The arrogance swept immediately, and the center where they were in, did not see the fingers. Even the fairy can not see clearly.
 "It is a worldly sorrow! This phantom king, refining us to the top of the nine clear days, the nine major killings, the eighth killing! This is a rare thing for 100,000 years!"
 "We are too up to nine clear days, nine killing tricks, every trick, are recorded in the secrets of the ancient times. Every trick is made up of several kinds, even dozens of ancient supreme magical powers, combined with three thousand avenues The celestial sorcerer can only cultivate. Even if it is a fairy, it is difficult to refine. In this way, the phantom king is the third giant to refine the murder."
 "This move comes out, everything is sad, this is probably not able to withstand the cold, the phantom king is also desperate. Full of millions of years of life, turned into nothing!"
 "We are too up to the nine clear days, the nine major killings, this world is the same with sorrow, but it is only the eighth, the real *** first, is the endless origin of this trick, rumors that this move out. Can communicate the power of origin, and even realize the origin of the **** fist."
 "The endless origins, the heads of generations have not been able to comprehend."
 "Yes! Being able to comprehend the world and the sorrow is already a fierce figure in countless spaces."
 "I don't know who wins and who loses!"
 "The world is the same with sorrow", Fang Han and the phantom king fight. The minds of many great people flashed past.
 "Too up to the nine clear days, the nine major killings? The world is the same with sorrow? There is nothing remarkable, it is impossible to shake the power of creation." Suddenly, the voice of Fang Han passed again: "Give me up!"
 A devastating storm sweeps around, Fang Han body violently shakes, and thirty-three days of phantom reappears. Immediately, he slams the grief of the sky and spreads it all around. He is striding forward, and every step is once again shocking. Sound, big hands against the town, breaking the defense line, fate power, secretly rushing.
 At the same time that he exhibited thirty-three days of making a **** fist, he secretly brewed the power of fate and the fate of life. Now he is promoted to the virtual fairy, the mystery of the small fate, more visible, can burn the least life, to exert the most powerful power. The fate of the fate that had to be burned for millions of years before, can now be spurred by burning for 100,000 years.
 The use of fate, he even touched the emptiness of the emptiness in the void, although illusory, but full of mysterious.
 Under his palm, all the power fell apart.
 He bullied himself and punched back.
 The phantom king, the move is completely broken, the fairy sorrow collapses, and the three thousand avenues have also collapsed. It was a mega-times boxing in the body by the Fang Han lightning. With a bang, the body was completely pierced, the magic weapon was broken, and any magic weapon including the perfect weapon, on the palm of Fang Han, the support was only a moment.
 "Defect! The Phantom King was defeated. It was still the husband of Mibao, who defeated the door!"
 "The world is the same with sorrow, a fairy casts a great killing trick, and it can't hurt Fang Han. What is this strength? It seems that he can *** Tian Xian, definitely not illusory."
 "What power is he exerting? I feel that I can almost master the fate. What is this secret?"
 "I have lived for 800,000 years and have seen countless catastrophes, but I have never seen this secret."
 "It can be concluded that this is a taboo of the immortal world! And this is cold, I don't know what cultivation is a kind of treasure and body unity. It seems to be the atmosphere of the dragon eight battalions, because he has turned out the ten claws. The dragon, but not it, because the thirty-three days of the illusion seems to be an artifact in the immortal world recorded in the ancient books. There is no such thing as a successful creation." Some ancient Taoists guessed the means of Fang Han. .
 "What is he doing in the end? Even the immortals can fight, I don't believe that he is a little fairy, because it is incredible."
 "It is not impossible. We are too late to go to the Qing Dynasty. Didn't there be a sage in the 3 million years ago? Also in the cultivation of the immortal, you can defeat the fairy."
 "You mean the sage? He knows the person who originated the **** fist, and of course he can make incredible things."
𝑓𝗿e𝐞𝓌𝙚𝙗𝑛o𝚟e𝙡. c𝚘𝚖 Many voices are discussing the repair of Fang Han.
 "Phantom King, you can't escape my control!" Defeat the phantom king, and stand in the cold. "The master of the nine clear days, come out! If you don't hand over the Mibao! I will kill!"

Chapter 885: Phantom King

Chapter 885 Phantom King "A few times ago, it was just a warm-up. My husband, Mibao, didn't know if he was qualified to participate in Mibao?" Fang Han did not care about the eyes of all the big men in the nine clear days, but stood proudly on the spot, making a loud voice, spreading out, such as Hong Zhong Da Lu, shocked in the hearts of many people. Although there are many masters present, they cannot suppress him steadily. To suppress Fang Han, at least the character of the **** level, but...

Eternal Life

Chapter 885: Phantom King

Eternal Life - Chapter 885: Phantom King