Eternal Life

Chapter 1607 Chapter of the Body of Emperor Huang Quan

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A zombie evil spirit that has been cultivated for 13 years has been rushed out of the violent law in the battlefield of the immortal king. This evil spirit is as high as a man, holding a pair of huge bronze warhammers, each hammer is as big as a mountain. When a collision occurs in the air, the sound waves can smash the ordinary Tianjun live and die.

However, this powerful zombie evil spirit appeared on the top of Qiankun City, and the overwhelming big hand was taken down and the evil spirit was suppressed.

Tai Huangtian later escorted this evil spirit and came to the front of Hua Tiandu: "Teacher, I can't think of the giant hammer master. The master of this giant hammer is a master of many epochs, a pair of giants. The hammer is a fetish. Now even the person with the body is enshrined to the teacher, hoping that the teacher can use him to re-cultivate to a higher level."

"Well, the owner of the giant hammer, this zombie is only afraid to break through to the repair of fourteen eras, but the fierceness is too deep. I only inhale him into the shackles of the shackles, and then become my body after purification. One of the eyeballs." Hua Tiandu's eyebrows suddenly spurred out a brilliance, a small gourd in Guanghua.

The gourd mouth is aimed at the owner of the giant hammer, and the awkward one inhales. Suddenly, the sound of the water bursts.

The head of a brand-new giant hammer, turned into a dusty little man, circulating in the blood of Hua Tiandu.

"Oh, I have made thousands of heavenly kings and evil spirits into a big battle, as a big array of eyes. However, it always feels imperfect, and there is a lot difference with Fang Han’s era. The power of those Heavenly Kings is unreasonable. If I absorb them, the atmosphere will become complicated and affect my cultivation."

Hua Tian has been running for a while, feeling unsatisfactory, and could not help but roar.

He and Fang Han have played against each other many times. They deeply feel the power of the Fang Han era. They can swallow the heavens and integrate all the gods into one, regardless of each other, but he will not do it. It is a combination of many heavenly kings, and the smell of miscellaneous makes him unable to control.

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Originally, he wanted to learn that Fang Han swallowed countless powerful existences. Every time he swallowed one, mana increased. It is a pity that this is impossible. The more he absorbs more things, he feels unruly and cannot purify.

It seems that among these heavens, only the eternal path of Fang Han has the characteristics of engulfing, and it can be perfectly digested regardless of what is swallowed.

The way of the era, to accommodate everything, everything is in it.

"The teacher does not have to be anxious, and it is a step by step. The square cold is the difference between heaven and earth. You can walk to the present step by step, and you are different. Now that you have the general trend, just find out where the cold is. Right, I can get rid of him. Yes, I just got the idea of ​​the sacred king, saying that it is in the depths of the battlefield of the celestial king. In addition to the corpse of Huang Quan’s emperor, the corpse of the ancient three emperors became the same. Powerful zombie evil spirits, you must get them. These things are related to Fang Han. If you get it, you can divide the cold air and completely kill it, so that he has no chance to turn over." Tai Huangtian once again lowered his head and said that compared with the former in the secular, the domineering of Megatron is completely different.

"The ancient emperor's corpse? Very good!" Hua Tiandu iron fist, "I am all, Fang Hanxiu wants to get a little, as long as he appears, it is his end."

"Haha, haha..."

At this moment, there were countless cheers from the outside of Tiandu City. Then the fourteen epochs were the masters of the blood, the master of yin and yang, and the two ancestors seized the shackles of the cold knives and saw them. Deep worship of Hua Tiandu, Shantou, and then said: "Teacher, we have arrested a powerful instrument, the Lord of Cold Flame."

"Well, let's go down." Hua Tiandu's eyebrows and sorrows turned, once again the Lord of the Cold Flames were washed in the gourd, and then looked at the Lord of Blood: "The Lord of Blood, although this seat has smashed you Daughter, but in order to treat everyone equally, you have to collect the word 'blood' on your body, do you know?"

"This..." The face of the Lord of Blood has created a dilemma.

"Hey! You are not loyal to this seat?" Hua Tian was screaming, and the killing immediately appeared.

"Rare life, teach the Lord to spare!" Immediately, the Lord of Blood continued to swear, and at the same time, the **** princess who was accepted as the harem by Hua Tiandu also came out to plead.

"Teach the Lord, look at the loyalty of the father, you will spare him a life, he will swear the blood words."

"Yes, it is... teach the Lord, I will offer it in both hands."

The Lord of Blood immediately offered a huge "blood" of his own cultivation, and was then taken away by Huatian.

"Well, this time I will spare you, but the death penalty is exempt, the living sin can not escape, the two ancestors, you go up and beat the blood of the Lord a hundred slaps, let him remember, let all people remember, your Everything is mine, it’s my Huatian! Do you know?” Hua Tian’s cold voice sounded clear, and the mana deepened into the soul of everyone’s soul, so that everyone felt cold and heart It’s up.

Hua Tiandu’s powerful deterrent, all the masters who suppressed it could not move, did not dare to have the slightest resistance, he and Fang Han are completely different, Fang Han is warm to treat the martial art, sheltering every disciple under his arm, and he is putting each one The sects are treated as cannon fodders ready to sacrifice.

In his eyes, all this is an ant, and it can be extinguished at any time.

What he needs now is not the warmth, but the cold repression. With cruel means, the people present are losing their self-esteem, and they are completely obeyed by his words.

Under the eyes of the public, the two ancestors, once in the upper bounds, almost invincible existence, only the giants below the Lord of the Skull, standing up in fear and shrinking, went to the Lord of Blood, a slap in the face The blood of the Lord of Blood has splashed out.

"Lord of blood, don't blame me, this is the meaning of the leader, I can not defy." Although it is to slap others, but the two masters are also bitter.

Under the eyes of the public, the "Lord of Blood" was slap in the face, still squatting on the ground, inexhaustible humiliation, but he looked at the cold eyes of Hua Tian, ​​still bearing it.

The humiliating tears of the Blood Princess pours down, but they are caught by Hua Tiandu. "Remember? All of you are in this seat. What do you want to do in this seat, what do you have to do, your souls, It belongs to me."

"Yes! We dare not violate the will of the Lord." At this time, disaster, eternity, chaos, killing, and Lei Di have all gone down, very well-behaved.

"Well!" Hua Tian was nodded with satisfaction, and when he glanced at the past, he saw thousands of heavenly kings in Tiandu City, all of them chilling, and they never dared to violate their orders. At the same time, he felt When I got to the fear of everyone, my heart rose and I was happy.

Tiandu City leaps in the battlefield of Xianwang. Under the suppression of Huatiandu, all the masters go all out to put the power to the limit, all the way past, all evil spirits, magic weapons, and skeletons are charged. In the city, all of them were inhaled into the depths of Qiankun, and Huatian was condensed into the most pure element.

Bang!

Suddenly, this day the city seems to have hit a great existence, the entire city is violently shaken, an invisible enchantment, blocked in front of the capital city.

This enchantment shows the color of Huangquan, the deep dark emperor, the constant rogue, the unpredictable, the power of Huangquan, the boundless, rushing, the deep magic, the killing of the true infiltration come out. It's unbeatable, and people don't have a close mind.

"Huangquan Great Enchantment, the land of reincarnation!" Taihuangtian screamed: "Teacher, here is the location of the corpse of Huang Quan, we have been close to here, but how to attack, can not enter, can not break Huangquan enchantment In the same year, Huang Quan’s emperor received all the rehearsal of the reincarnation. The corpse was hard and the mana was strong and strong.

"Hey! This seat still needs your reminder? This seat has already seen everything!" Huatian is screaming and standing up in this city, "Building artifacts, the best of luck!"

Bang!

An earth-shattering violent explosion was transmitted from the enchantment of Huangquan. It turned out to be a punch of Huatiandu, hitting the enchantment, and hitting the whole enchantment with a hole. Then he was in the middle of his eyebrows. Flying out, aiming at the big enchantment to send suction, the sea is in all directions, all the suction into the gourd.

"Go! Go deep into it."

Hua Tiandu was awkward, and Wei Zhen was in all directions. He swallowed the mountains and rivers, and Kyushu was destroyed. With Tiandu City, he broke into the Great Enchantment and disappeared.

Just as the entire Qiankun City disappeared in the depths of the Huangquan Great Enchantment, a shadow appeared. It was Fang Han. Looking at the traces of Huatian’s disappearance, his face showed a smile: “Hua Tiandu, Good prestige, good domineering, want to get the body of Huang Quan's emperor? It is simply delusional."

Between the conversations, he also entered it. "Well? Sure enough, I feel the old man of the devil, the red demon, and the awkward breath..."

He went deep into it, and a few flashes locked the familiar atmosphere.

At the same time, Huatian has carried countless masters, and Tiandu Shencheng has quickly shuttled into the enchantment of Huangquan. In the whole enchantment, there is a breath of the gods everywhere.

Every deity, even in the upper bounds, is a rare thing. What is the **** of the gods, the Taiji **** iron... everything. These gods, cast to death, welded to the ground, formed a large array, representing the cycle.

In the most central position of the entire enchantment, there is a tall man sitting on the side. I don’t know how many billions of people, the body of the whole body is not the cheekbones, the body, the flesh and blood, and not the zombie body of Pan Wuxian. The skin is shiny, delicate and elastic.

This is the body of Huang Quan's Emperor!