Chapter 1107

Chapter 1107

Wū wū wū ,wū wū wū ...

Just in the Protoss army, and also entered the gigantic bones of the Ghost Wu Shengjun, the vitality of the entire tomb suddenly boiled up.

"Wind, this tomb of Ghost Wu Shengjun, has changed."

"Yes, I feel that Space is getting more and more solid, and a large number of people are pouring into it, which has aroused its prohibition."

"A large number of Protoss troops have also entered the tomb, and the vitality of the tomb is obviously different. We are all unable to survive and are forced to come out of it."

The imaginary cloud, the fisherman feels that the surrounding vitality suddenly boils, and can not help but be surprised. Because of their boiling power, their own Dao technique was greatly suppressed and almost squeezed out from Space.

In some passages, the Jinxian, finally invisible, the whole body was born with a violent explosion, one after another showing the form.

"It doesn't matter. It is possible that Aura of the Protoss army has provoked the strength of the Ghost Wujun Tomb. It has created a tide. If I am there, I will not show the form. We will first find the spirit, collect one by one, reduce the ghost Wusheng. The power of the great array of the tomb of the king." Fang Han spurred the realm of heaven and earth, turned into a shadow, and went deeper.

Along the way, he also saw many large forces of Jinxian flying wildly, one by one can not hide the shape.

Only his realm is extraordinary, and the vitality of this tomb cannot affect him.

"Well? Looking for a thread!"

Fang Han runs Zhou Tianyi, and it is deep in the rotation of the tomb in all directions. Suddenly, he seems to have sensed something, staying in a secret passage, facing the wall and suddenly hitting a palm.

Kā chā ! This palm does not cause a counter-attack against the secret passage, but instead one of the passages opens automatically. A stone room appeared.

The stone room is bright and bright, like a galaxy flowing. It is very different from the grave of the black gas.

"Sure enough, this end of the king's end, also has a great effect on the tomb of the ghost Wu Shengjun." Fang Han just used Zhou Tianyi to calculate a position where the spiritual pulse is located, and it opens the secret door on the grave. I saw the place where the spirit is.

In the secret room behind the dark door, a galaxy-like vein, a first-order pulse.

Countless stars are generally radiant, dotted around the veins.

This spirit is constantly supplying vitality and infiltrating into the walls of the tomb. Some arrays rely on this first-order thread to operate.

This first-order spirit is extremely tyrannical and continuous. It is more able to extract the qi of the Yuan from some voids and supplement itself. It seems to have produced its own spiritual knowledge and it is necessary to start cultivation.

"A strong spirit!"

Fang Han in this stone room, showing the body, step forward, secretly observe the surrounding, it is necessary to transport the "end of the road" to collect this thread.

He has already noticed that this huge bones, such a thread does not know how many, support the whole grave forbidden art operation, this time into the tomb, even if nothing is obtained, can collect these veins, both It is already a great harvest.

In the heavens, Yuan Shidan, Lingmai are hard currency, and everything can be exchanged.

Even High Grade Immortal Artifact, even the Golden Rule, can be bought with the Spirit.

If you can take all the bones of this skeleton, Fang Han will immediately become a rich man in heaven. Even if you encounter the existence of Jinjinxian, you can use the wealth to buy Assassin, and torture the other party.

"Kid, dare!"

Just at the moment when Fang Han took the initiative to collect this thread, a huge roar screamed and spread into the stone room. With a bang, an old man also flew into the stone room, watching Fang Han, shaking his hand and hitting a piece. Magical treasure, four-sided illumination, fixed the first-order spirit of Shishiyang: "Boy, what is your identity, actually dare to charge this first-order spirit. This Ghost Wujun's grave has been seen by our Golden Pavilion The prince of the Golden Pavilion is the Prince of Heaven. No one can offend, and anyone who violates his will will die!"

The old man took a spiritual pulse and issued a fierce warning. At the same time, he sprayed three Sword lights in his mouth and circled Fang Han and other three people.

The arrogance of behavior is simply amazing.

collapse!

The imaginary cloud quickly pointed out and resisted the Sword light, and said to the old man: "This spirit is our first appearance, entering the grave of the ghost Wu Shengjun, is the treasure by their respective chances. You are the Golden Pavilion The prince's person, we are also Ascension Sect, who is the god of Houmen."

"The little girls are looking for death!" The old man's eyes are sharp: "What Ascension Sect, the god of the temple, is better than the Prince of the Golden Pavilion. We are heavenly people, heavenly orthodox, kneel! Climb out of the stone room, otherwise let you three The junior died without a place of burial."

The old man was on the top of his head, and he flew out of the three powerful mountains. Move towards the three people to suppress the past. The vital mountain seems to have been directly moved from Taikoo, and the suppression came and it was fierce.

"Wind, this person's background is the Prince of the Golden Pavilion, what do we do..." The virtual cloud immediately passed God's thoughts to Fang Han, where I knew that God's thoughts were passed to half, and Fang Han stepped out and went straight. The three vital mountains crashed, and the room was full of energy.

Hey! Hey! The old man of the Golden Pavilion retired a few steps and his face showed an incredible look.

"Primary, you are self-destructive." He slammed his body and smashed, and his body became taller. The whole body was golden. "I haven’t shown the nine-day Golden Emperor for a long time. You actually made me an exception. Ok, very good! Now you can't even stay with the whole body."

"Where is such a mad old thing, I don't know how many pounds I have." Fang Han blinked and his hands were hard torn. The old man's body protection was directly torn open, and Fang Han stepped forward. Going in, close to the old man, punching heavily, bombarded on the chest of the old man.

puff!

The old man was caught off guard and was blown up by Fang Han.

Fang Han is another one, grabbed the head of the old man, violently twisted, kā chā, and the life was screwed down. Then behind him, there was a huge melting pot, and the old man was directly thrown into the eight furnaces.

The blazing dragon burned, and the old man struggled in the eight furnaces, and he was struggling, but then he made a scream of screaming, turning into a vitality, filling the limbs of Fang Han.

This old man is also a golden fairy. The Magic Force is very strong. It is similar to the old man of the Eight Diagrams. It is no wonder that this is so arrogant and looks down on the junior.

However, it was also killed by Fang Han, not an opponent at all.

"Lingmai receives! I am integrated into my body!" Fang Han smashed this arrogant old man, refining into eight furnaces, then grabbing the big hand, showing the end of the way, deeply penetrated into the first step Spiritual. Between the bangs, the first-order spline of this star was caught by Fang Han and turned into a galaxy-like dragon, which was taken into the body.

As soon as the Spirit was ingested, many of the hidden loneliness of the stone chamber ceased to function and lost power.

The stone room is also dark.

The shadows are everywhere, the ghosts are heavy, and the wind is blowing.

"Wind, this old man is a guardian of the Golden Pavilion, called the Seven Steps to chase the soul, the character is hot, killing people without a word, practicing a lot of powerful evil laws, used to be a cult leader Later, he was surrendered by the owner of the Golden Pavilion and became the protector of the Golden Pavilion. Now he is killed, and the disaster is not too shallow."

"What kind of disaster?" Fang Han didn't think so. "In this grave, there is a mix of fish and dragons. Whoever kills it is not necessarily, and if it dies, it will die."

The old man of "seven steps chasing the soul" refining in eight furnaces, the rule of Jin Xian, Essence Qi, Divine Ability, once again made Fang Han benefit. Fang Han is also unceremonious, directly smelting all the magical treasures on his body to supplement his own kingdom.

Since the realm of his Insight World, his own kingdom of God is like a big stomach king, how to devour the energy is swallowing dissatisfaction.

Hey! After the old man was refining, Fang Han's body, a 33 Skies, was turned into an Immortal Artifact.

"Well, very good, and charged a first-order thread. This is not the eye of Haihou Shengquan. I have twenty-one first-order spirits." Fang Han counts the number of his own body. There is a joy of accumulating wealth.

"Go! Let's continue to look for the spirit, and find the remnant figure of the ghost Wu Shengjun." Fang Han flickered and flew out of the stone room and continued to fly deep into the grave.

"The grave has the existence of the king's spiritual pulse. If it can be collected, it will be truly rich." The imaginary cloud is full of heart: "Wind, your current strength, even in the vast heavens, Jin Xianzhi I am afraid that it is one of the best. There are countless geniuses of long rivers and sands that are not comparable to you. However, if you take the king's pulse, even Ancestral Immortal is struggling. Do you know if you are sure to charge?"

"Try it, if I encounter the king's pulse, I will desperately charge it." Fang Han also has some eagerness to move, a kingly spirit, even if it is 10,000 first-order spirits can not match. The two sides are not a level of existence, this is not the content of the beginning of the gas, but the difference in quality, the king of the spirit, contains the unique ancestral spirit, and the origin of the king Aura.

With a King Grade spirit, Fang Han is immediately becoming one of the richest in heaven.

Hey!

Just after Fang Han left the stone room, in the stone room, suddenly a group of people came in, for a young man, wearing gold clothes, wearing a gold crown, Aura is still above Murong.

"Golden Prince, a first-order spirit of this stone room, was actually taken away." In this golden dress young man, a year of Expert.

"Seven steps to chase the soul?" The golden dress young man swept the entire stone room. "How old is this, how is it so ridiculous? Is it a pathfinder, people are gone?" Between the words, his finger flicked, a piece The golden shadow of the shadows in the stone room, the time of the stone room, there are signs of slight backflow.

Ah!

In time back, a scream was passed from it.

"The seven-step chasing soul has encountered a poisonous hand!" The face of the Prince of the Golden Pavilion has become extremely cold: "Whoever dares to kill me, I want him to destroy all the nine people!"