"梼杌鼎书", the ancient book left by the ancient beasts and civilizations, no one knows the above-mentioned animal, but it is good to know some in Fang Han, but to get the above knowledge, you must face the killing of the book monsters. .
The book monster, opened his eyes, looked at Fang Han, and made a rolling voice: "Feathering the Son of the Son? Can you actually come here? It's not easy? Isn't the person who feathered the men tell you? This is the forbidden place. Enter here, kill it!"
"Water Moon dong days, is the emergence of men, I am the son of the feathered men, where to think where to go." Fang Han stared at this monster: "You guys, these books, demon, dare to feather the men, arbitrarily The division of the forbidden land is really lawless, surrender, and kneel, I can spare you to die."
"what?"
Hearing these words, the monster book demon in Dingzhong is simply angry and thunderous.
"Don't understand? I don't say the second time, seal me!" Fang Han is no longer arrogant, lest 1ang take time, step out, the book of the era of the Yuan suddenly shines, Beginning Era Divine Fist in him The hand is displayed.
Hey!
Fang Han's figure is like a yin yang road. The fist is divided like a heavenly track. He directly reaches the front of the "Ding Ding Book" and punches it on the Great Cauldron.
The entire Great Cauldron jumped up and blew, and the huge monster was shaken out of the Great Cauldron, stunned and smothered in the air.
"Dead!" The monster saw Fang Han clearly, and he was really furious, with a wave of his paws, and he was covered with the sky. He played a mentoring Martial art.
This menMartial art, quaint, Aura with wild xing, the way of the beast, all in it.
Fang Han nodded, his body trembled, and suddenly Beginning Era Divine Fist burst, the body changed for the twelve shadows, and actually showed the twelve times the power that he had just realized.
The twelve groups of the sun, shining in the air, almost without any suspense, tear this monster into pieces.
As soon as the shadows were received, Fang Han stood on the spot, holding his hand on the tripod, and a group of spirits floated up and down in the Ding, turning into the shadow of the beast, the monster that was smashed by Fang Han.
"Why is the son of the feathered men so powerful? Isn't it all the Actstral Immortal's Cultural Base? Why your attack, your strength, is comparable to Primordial Immortal."
The monster was sealed and simply refused to believe in his own eyes.
"The chapter of the beastly civilization, give me concise!" Fang Han ignored the roar of this monster book demon, burned it, and entered the book of the era, suddenly burning with raging fire, and there was one more in the book of the era. "The history of the beastly civilization", wild xing, barbaric Aura, filled out.
The text on the tripod is also turned into knowledge and integrated into the book.
In the end, this trip is silent, it is an ordinary Great Cauldron.
This tripod is not a magical treasure. There is no such thing as a battle. It is just a special material. It can't be attacked. It is a book.
So the feathering men put it in, not the treasure house.
After Fang Han Insight, it was put back in the distance and not taken away.
"The feathering day is so big, I don't know how much it stores the magical treasure, how big is the treasure house of Dan Yao?" Condensed the civilization of the beast, Fang Han is more satisfied, the whole body is in a state of prosperity, at any time. The ancient mountain that can tear a seat.
He strode forward and walked forward. Although he had reached the restricted area at this time, in this one, it was the "Tianshu" left by the previous era. The book demon is all ancient enchanting, but with his current strength, Really not afraid.
Wū wū wū ,wū wū wū ... Suddenly, the front of the black mist filled, a kind of Aura similar to the source of all evil, penetrated from it.
In the black mist, sitting on an old man, under the old man, is a book, the book is carved from a page of stone, engraved with ancient witch characters, is the last civilization , the book of Wudao civilization.
The old man, thin and sleek, dressed in animal skin, is like the high priest in the evil jungle, his eyes are green, and the witches are suspended around his body.
"The Great Witch Curse."
Fang Han saw the book under the book of the old man, and the ancient witch word appeared to be a book of secret spells. Something belonging to the Wudao civilization.
"Young people, leaving. This is not the place where you should come. It belongs to the restricted area of the water moon dong days. There are various powerful existences behind, even if it is the saint of the feathered men, they dare not go deep into it, from the beginning to the present, Only China Heavenly Monarch can be unimpeded in the water moon dong days. I am kind."
The whole body was dry, as if the old priest-like old man saw Fang Han, his eyes suddenly turned into kindness, and it seemed to be kind, so that he could persuade Fang Han to go.
"Good? Give me out!"
Fang Han didn't look at the old man, suddenly turned and looked behind him.
Hey, hey!
Behind him, a big hand of the dead gray se, covering the sky, cover up and kill Fang Han. And the old man on the "Great Witch Mantra" actually disappeared.
The old man, on the surface, was kind to Fang Han, who was actually a fake. He secretly attacked the poisonous hand. If it wasn't for Fang Han's vigilance, he almost encountered a poisonous hand.
Fang Han turned around, the big sleeves smashed out, and a series of colorful se luster appeared in the sleeves, and the big hand of the dead gray se was taken in, and then the eyes were glanced. "The source of evil, the way of the ancestors!"
The bigger dead ash, the big hand flew out of the body and caught the air. The old and thin old man appeared and shocked: "What is that? The path of the ancestor? The source of all evil! How can you possibly ancestors?" Witch Road! Ah!"
A scream, the wizard's old man was killed by life.
Fang Han watched the civilization chapter of the witch, and there were hundreds of witchcraft spells in it. One by one, the witchcraft words flowed in the heart, and the jing marrow of witchcraft was understood by him.
The three witches collected in the "fallen evil valley" have long been included in the book of the era.
"The civilization of the beast, the civilization of the witch, this water moon dong day, there are indeed many ancient **, other people watching these **, not only useless, but because of the conflict of reason, Qi Deviation. I am More and more good. Go deep into it!"
Fang Han's body flickered and entered deep again. In the meantime, he found some ancient books in ancient times and killed a few more demon books than the Emperor Chen Zhenghua.
However, most of these ancient books are about the beastly civilization and witchcraft civilization, and there is no new civilization to let Fang Han condense.
So Fang Han continued to look inward.
"Well? Good Aura!"
Just looking for it, suddenly Fang Han felt the sky between the heavens and the earth, a sigh of enthusiasm, the scent of the book, filled the world! The voice of many people, Lin Lin Lang Lang, was heard in the ear.
Listening to these readings, he seems to have come to the academy of the world. Many scholars are reading books.
When he opened his eyes, he immediately saw it. In the distant sky, a huge academy stood in the air, in the academy, thousands of scholars, reading in the hand, and in the center of the academy, Sitting on a man dressed in Confucianism, full of Aura, full of scriptures, explaining the truth and righteousness to thousands of scholars.
"This is! What book demon? So grand Aura?"
Fang Han was shocked. He has already appeared. The huge college is a book. Thousands of scholars are the book demons that many books have evolved.
But these book demon, there is no Demonic Qi Devil Qi, and some are just pure and upright, and talented.
This seems to be the cultivator in Confucianism, and the Confucianism books. Confucianism, also an ancient civilization, belongs to the masters of the previous epochs, but in this era, Immortal Dao rises, and Confucianism only has some residuals, which are taught in the dynasty of secular civilization.
Although there are some academies in the heavens that follow the Confucian menoao Lineage, they are not mainstream.
"The old man, it's so strong! I can't see exactly what book is the book that this huge book has formed." Fang Han tried his best to see the book of the college's ontology, but could not see the book. What is the classics, a strong white light, restrain everything, cover up the jing god.
"The way of the era, fate power!"
Fang Han's full-fledged approach to fate finally saw the body of the palace like that day, a soft book, and the two words "Dayi" on the cover of the book.
In this book, the ontology is much stronger than the Peerless Grade Dao Artifact and Aura, but it is not a magical treasure, but a jing god left by the book.
The old man who is like a saint is like a book demon born in the book.
However, such a existence can no longer be described by the book demon, but it is more appropriate to call it the Holy Spirit.
"This book demon is really too powerful. This book is certainly not a general Expert book. I suspect it is a Heavenly Monarch manuscript! Otherwise, how can there be such a strong pressure? Is it a crackdown?" Fang Han enters In the water moon dong days, hesitated for the first time.
Facing the huge academy in the Tiangong, the unfathomable old man, the tens of thousands of scholars, he is thinking about it and seeing how much he has confidence.
This Confucian classic called "Dayi" is definitely not Saint Immortal or Supreme Immortal. It should be a Heavenly Monarch manuscript. Otherwise, it will not give Fang Han such a strong oppression.
The Heavenly Monarch manuscript, the jing god left behind, can deeply harm Fang Han and is absolutely impossible to accommodate in the book of the era.
"Which son of the feathering men? Please come over to the Dayi College?"
Suddenly, in the palace like that day, the old Confucian who explained the righteousness spoke, and his eyes turned directly to Fang Han: "The son of the feathered man, who can enter here, is absolutely genius. Don't you want to see each other? My Da Yi College, passed to the profession to solve the huo, is not the first-class evil demon, but the Ming ethics, knowing the righteousness, and talking about the ethical Confucianism of Rende."
“Is it actually being made?” Fang Han frowned, guessing, and moving his body and flew past.