Chapter 1385, Destroying God (3)

"The enemy attack, the enemy attack! There are enemies to attack."

"The enemy of the attack is the wind, the champion of the genius war, defeated the reincarnation of Tianjun, and was later thrown into the heavens to conquer the army, and could not think of the wolf ambition!"

"The wind is just his pseudonym. Now the real identity is actually Fang Han, a wanted person in the heavens."

"No matter who he is, he thinks that he is Tianjun, and he dares to break into our prison. No one can scatter in the prison of God."

"He said that he wants to take away the life-thundering pool and destroy all of our heavenly prisons!"

"What? He thought he was Tianjun, even Tianjun, could not say such a thing! We shot together, surrounded him, the power of the life-threatening pool, and he died! The ultimate death. ”

Many masters of the heavenly prison are angry, countless disciples, from the prison of all sides, formed a large army, came to the front of the broken crystal wall system, and saw the tall and burly Fang Han standing, motionless, such as long time The ancient emperor who mastered the fate.

He did not do anything, just waited, waiting for the law enforcement disciples of the heavens to gather together, and then all the nets were killed, no one could stop him.

Wan Ming Lei Chi, gave him 30% of the opportunity to witness, desperately to collect.

Not to mention that 30%, even if it is one thousandth, one in ten thousand chances, it is worthy of countless masters, to pursue, to desperately, to reach this realm, so close to the heavenly way, any trace of opportunity Can't miss it, the machine can't be lost.

"Fang Han, you are so courageous, we all dare to come in, and let you come and go."

The emperor of a heavenly prisoner, came forward, wearing armor, carrying a sword, and a knife flashing, such as Qingtian Avenue, representing the edge of God's sword.

This is a royal **** of war in the heavenly prison, called "the fighting gold emperor", did not know how many years of practice, Lei Di Tianjun formed the first existence among the law enforcement disciples of the heavens.

The big knife on his palm, Wang Pinxian, is called "the battle of the sword", under the knife, everything is awkward, there is no one in the world to kill.

Among them, the mysterious and unpredictable nature of the knife and light, far beyond the mysterious leaf.

"The worm of cockroaches, it is difficult to see the sky." Fang Han looked at the emperor's **** of war, "fighting the golden emperor", his face showed a disdainful look, the demeanor was not deliberately provocative, but very natural, it seems It is a high-ranking Tianjun, looking at an ordinary fairy below.

"My knives and nine questions, vertical and horizontal, no one can get it down. Today is the first time I heard someone say that I am embarrassed, it is difficult to see the day. Although you are the first day of heaven, but in my eyes, That's the way it is, too arrogant, young people." Fighting the Golden Emperor looks as usual, seems to be looking at a young man who is not self-sufficient.

"Yeah, don't be self-sufficient, who do you think you are? No god?"

Another ancient emperor walked up, but also the whole body hangs, called "the ancient king of mad thunder", wearing a glove on the palm of the hand, is the rumored mad thunder glove, the ancient beast's leather refining, Wang Pinxian.

"Hey, in this world, there are always self-righteous geniuses. I am the violent old emperor. It was the first time I saw such a mad young man. On the first day, I began to be arrogant. I thought I could defeat the ancient emperor? Is this a **** in prison? Or even want to collect the Heavenly Kings? You think that the ancient emperor is already close to Tianjun. In fact, the road is still far away, there are Gods above, and even the monsters that failed to die. ,who do you think You Are?"

Another emperor came out and called the ancient emperor. Holding a rod of lightning and condensing into the hand, the cold light flashed.

The three emperors, lined up in a row, followed by a lot of prisoners and law enforcement disciples, all of them, and more law enforcement disciples, the master flew from a distance.

There are many people in the crowd, and they are not afraid of being cold.

Some of the law enforcement disciples, even screaming, immediately slammed the head below and hanged outside.

"Young people, sigh, regret, Lei Di Tianjun is about to close, your sin, he will fall." Fighting the Golden Emperor slowly.

"Too lazy to talk nonsense with you." Fang Han shook his head: "I want to kill so many people in prison, if everyone is talking, then I don't know what year to kill, send you on the road!"

Bang!

A secret atmosphere, rising from the body of Fang Han, in the era of the gods, thirty-three days to the shadow of the treasure, flashing, the power of Fang Han, thoroughly swelled up, in an instant, increase Three hundred times bigger!

This is three hundred times the combat power.

Fang Han is too lazy to work with these gods and prisoners, the elders are nonsense, decide a boxing squad, and collect the eternal life pool.

"Not good, this is thirty-three days of making God fist, three hundred times of combat power! Fast escape, fast escape!" As soon as I saw Fang Han's starting style, there was the spirit of his body, the three ancient emperors, Thunder, mad thunder, fighting are shocked, and immediately leaping, they must escape, never able to resist.

But it is late.

Fang Han hit a fist.

Hee hee... This is a boxing force, slashing the eight sides of Wanzhou, tearing the sky, evaporating the earth, running through the past and the future, the boxing has not yet arrived, so many law enforcement disciples are directly evaporating from the human world, turning into nothingness, even The saint is no exception. Just the momentum, can destroy the saints, what strength is this? What kind of hegemony?

A fist hit the front, the violent thunder of the ancient emperor, the mad thunder of the ancient emperor, fighting in the eyes of the three emperors, showing a horrible look, and then changed into an inch of dust for ideas, forms, rules, fine All the gas is dead.

The disciples behind them were also swept by their fists.

Wherever this fist arrives, where the void will evaporate, no one can survive. At the end of the game, the fists turned into a **** of light, running through the prison, many masters who flew from the prison of God, were directly shocked by the fluctuations of the punch.

The emperor's emperor is fallen, the saints evaporate, and the golden sage, the ancestors, and the sacred ants of the Yuanxian level are among the turbulent spaces of the boxing. They have already been destroyed by the storm. When they die, they have no resentment. Issued to.

"Ah! This is the power of Heavenly King! Thirty-three days to make a **** fist! Why can it have such great power."

An ancient emperor who flew up from the eternal thunder pool, just about to besiege Fang Han, saw that Fang Han was the center, and the fist of the martial arts fist was scattered. He couldn’t move, and he was crushed by the fist. , the magic weapon, the soul at the last moment, issued a struggle: "Leidi Tianjun adults, you come out quickly, save the heavens prison!"

awful!

awful!

awful!

The Heavenly Prison Prison, which was punched by Fang Han, was almost completely broken, completely destroyed, and even the huge eternal thunder pool, all trembled in the air, countless thunder water spilled out, and the air was nourishing and dense. .

Many of the powerful monks in the heavens and the prisons have been shattered, and some monks have even turned the country into a god.

Between the fists, the whole prison of God, the law enforcement disciples below the emperor to the immortal, all died, the fluctuations of the creation of the **** fist, it is enough to kill the saint.

Wan Ming Lei pool is shaking, it seems to be afraid of the fierceness of Fang Han, this boxing cold is almost playing the Tianjun power, to know that thirty-three days to treasure in the heavens, there is a bonus, to induce the heavens to suppress .

This punch is almost a chaos of the entire heavenly prison.

A simple punch, a heavenly prison, a large number of disciples died, countless geniuses fell, one after another, the peerless genius fate was cut off.

In the prison of God, even the most common disciple of Jinxian has an adventure. Such as Cao Zhengyang killed by the cold in front, the corpse is passed down. But now, these geniuses, and even the masters of the peerless emperors in the future, are all wiped out between Fang Han and a fist.

Fang Han’s fist, killing everything, there is no one who can’t kill.

He is like the incarnation of the great destruction, ruthlessly destroying everything.

"Tragic! Our gods! All the disciples under the saints are dead, and the emperor is also killed and wounded! The prison is destroyed..."

An ancient emperor woke up from the Wan Ming Lei pool and flew out. In an instant, sweeping the space, he found a tragic situation. The sheets of human skin fell on the ground, and the blackness seemed to have been burned. In general, it gives off a smell of odor.

Many powerful survivors flew out of the corner of this prison, the prison was too big, and some corners did not suffer the positive impact of Fang Han, so they were not destroyed, and some tyrannical presences were also alarmed. They flew out and saw the tragic scene. Blood was flowing from all eyes.

"God Prison! Lei Di Tianjun, you open your eyes and see, someone is destroying your god, the prison you built, will soon be destroyed!" Another powerful presence flew out.

A lot of breaths fluctuated, and I saw the culprit in making this scourge, Fang Han.

Standing in the cold, the burly figure has an immortal breath. His eyes swept across the spot: "Why, are you survivors? There is no way, I have to kill them all! The prisoners, today are not Can escape."

Hey!

His body has disappeared.

what!

An ancient emperor, just appeared, was annihilated, his body's blood disappeared, turned into an impurity human skin, falling in the air, all the essence of the breath, was completely plundered by Fang Han.

Hey!

It was an ancient emperor, the whole body was twisted, and the face showed a horrible look. Then the whole person dried up and still turned into a stinking human skin. The wind drifted in the air, and the human skin was floating in the air. This ancient emperor's last horrified eyes and breath.

"No, this person's killings can't resist. He is almost the first person under the Heavenly King! Beyond God, the Heavenly Kings are on the list, and there are only a few monsters that failed and did not die. Fight, we flee! Speed ​​escape!"

Many of the survivors of the gods have completely lost their courage. Some of the ancient emperors who have been repaired into the sky have become dogs of funeral, and even the frightened chickens are inferior.