Quietly sign in for 100,000 years, the emperor begs me to be born

The front of the bloody maze.

The space blurred for a while.

Fang Han's figure gradually appeared

"kindness? This palace has a strong atmosphere of bloodshed."

In his sight, there was a blood dragon entrenched above the blood-killing maze. It was flying and roaring there.

The blood took shape. It took countless years of continuous killing to produce such a scene.

As he watched this When walking towards the huge palace, the two statues with sheep heads and sharp blades suddenly moved.

Then, their eyes seemed to be filled with souls, and their whole bodies seemed to be shaking slightly. They are reviving.

Almost instantly, their bodies are shaking, and their two powerful hind legs are jumping into the air at the same time. The sharp blades in their hands are emitting.

With a bloody aura, he locked onto Fang Han in an instant.

Then, with two bloody rainbows, he slashed down at the same time!

These two sheep-headed gods are cold and cunning, and have no feelings at all, as long as they are close to you, they will kill you. The maze will be slashed head-on.

Even if it is a true god, he will be seriously injured if he is not prepared.

Seeing the bloody blade approaching, Fang Han's eyes turned cold.

"Just two true gods dare to take action in front of me!"

"Killing the prison master with blood, what a big show!"

Fang Han's voice came out slowly.

The target was not the two sheep-headed gods, but the Blood Killing Prison Master standing at the top of the bloody maze.

He had already sensed this person from a long distance away. The aura of cruelty, cruelty and murderousness, and all kinds of negative emotions condensed into a bloody spear that only the soul could sense, floating above this person's head as if it was about to pierce other people's hearts at any time!

"oh?"

The blood-killing prison lord stood in the main hall, looking down, feeling the breath of Fang Han's body

"This soul breath?"

"Doesn't smell like hell"

"Could it be....Is he from before?"

His eyes lit up.

As far as he knew, a long time ago, hell and heaven were connected except for the entrance to the main world.

There were passages connecting other planes of hell with heaven.

There were often passages to hell. The powerful ones go to the heaven.

Either to start a war, to gain wealth, or to spread the faith and gain followers. The Seven Demon Blood Killing Ways he cultivated are the seven hells of the ancient times.

The demons studied and created the techniques together.

In the eyes of the Blood Killing Prison Lord, the fact that Fang Han can appear here means that there is a loophole in the wall between hell and heaven that was originally completely sealed by the King of Idols!

"Capture him, torture his soul, and obtain his memories!"

He issued an order to the two sheep-headed true gods.

In his opinion, the aura fluctuations on this man's body were only at the level of a demi-god.

He was like an ant.

He was not even worthy of letting himself take a look.

The Blood Killing Prison Master turned around, Getting ready to make a glass of fresh wine

"A glass of wine should be enough for a minor god."

The moment he turned around, he heard two earth-shaking loud noises coming from outside.

"what happened!"

He turned back suddenly. He only saw the two sheep-headed gods with terrifying expressions, and their bodies had been penetrated by fists.

Even the Dongtian Divine Kingdom connected within their bodies had been disintegrated.

Like two dead fish, they were floating on the

In the air.

"Damn it, you actually dared to deceive me with the method of masking your breath!"

"Kneel down and surrender to me!"

His body lit up with a terrifying blood-colored light.

Countless blood-like ghosts emerged from his body, roaring and wailing.

Brush!

His body turned into a blood-colored light, and instantly killed him in front of Fang Han.

"Bloody killing, chaos in the world!"

A blood-colored long sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed down with a sharp sword!

The sword energy stretched and swept through countless star fields.

Wherever it passed, everything that was struck turned into absolute nothingness.

Completely All were wiped out. The entire Blood Killing Prison was almost split into two by this sword energy! Such an attack is definitely not something that only a saint can unleash. He raised his eyes and glanced at him

"Just you?"

After finishing speaking, Fang Han waved his big sleeve.

Suddenly, a river of green swords rose from behind him.

Ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine green wood fairy swords, like a vast ocean, impacted the sky-cutting sword energy..

The most precious treasure of the Qingmu Xuanmen sect, Qingmu Jianhe, was collected by Fang Han after he broke through the Qingmu Xuanmen.

With his current magic power, it is much stronger than that of Qingxuan Zhenren..

The infinite sword river continued to impact, and the sword energy of the Blood Killing Prisoner was defeated, and even the sword body in his hand began to wail. Boom!

The sound of impact is endless.

This blood-killing prison master, a figure in the realm of saints, was defeated by Fang Han's sword energy.

Han stood above, like a peerless swordsman, holding the sword in his hand, constantly urging the sword river to surround the Blood Killing Prisoner.

"How can you be so strong!"

He yelled in shock.

He wanted to fight back hard and break out of the siege.

However, the sword net that Fang Han stepped on had no flaws. Moreover, although this blood-killing prison master was a saint, he was worse than Fang Hantian.

The saints in the heavenly realm where Wu Continent is located are much different.

"It seems that in this small world, although one can become a saint, if the Tao is not enough, the strength will be greatly weakened."

"It is not as infinite as the saints in the world."

With Fang Han's current���If you meet a true saint of the world, you will definitely not be able to suppress him so easily.

If one can become a saint, there will be no weak ones.

People of the same level are fighting against each other, and it may not be possible to tell the winner for tens of thousands of years.

Not to mention killing.

Fang Han concentrated his attention and urged Jianhe with all his strength.

He couldn't even resist the sword energy unleashed by the Blood Killing Prison Lord.

One big hole after another was pierced.

More Aoki Immortal Swords went in, cutting continuously on its body.

Although it is still unable to break through his body.

However, it is constantly consuming the holy power in his body.

"You want to kill me! impossible!"

"My body is connected to the origin of Blood Killing Hell, and the holy power is flowing continuously!"

"And you, your strength will gradually run out!"

"Just wait, I won't let you die easily."

The blood-killing prison master's eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake.

He looked at Fang Han with all his might.

He seemed to want to eat him alive.

"oh? Connect to the origin of hell?"

A strange smile appeared on Fang Han's face.

"If that's the case, then you can lead the way for me!"

Boom!

The aura of the Aoki Sword River surges!

The countless surrounding Aoki Swords are arranged and combined, and under the control of Fang Han, they form a heaven and earth furnace. This is the strongest sword formation composed of the Aoki Sword River, the Aoki Furnace!

In the oven, it was like being burned by heaven and earth, and the holy power consumption was more than ten times that of before! In just an instant, countless cracks were cut open in the body of the Blood Killing Prisoner, revealing what looked like blood in his body.

The same substance but it was restored immediately.

"Do you want to defeat me with pain?"

"Stop dreaming, this is hell!"

"Pain to me is enjoyment!"

He wailed, but did not panic.

The holy power in his body was rolling, and this consumption was not even a drop in the bucket.

The smile at the corner of Fang Han's mouth became even stronger.

"Yeah?"

Fang Han continued to hold the sword technique with one hand.

With the other hand, he used his magic power to form a large formation and pointed downwards.

Suddenly, a huge light shield with a radius of a hundred miles was wrapped in the dry atmosphere formed by the Qingmu Sword River. Outside the furnace, the Blood Killing Prison Lord was completely enveloped!

A bright and shining golden sun hung in it, shining in all directions.

The Blood Killing Prison Lord felt a shock all over his body. The connection with the origin of the Blood Killing Hell was cut off!

Moreover, under the irradiation of the sun, the consumption of his holy power was like a flood that opened up and drained away like crazy!

"this..."

"This is the Great Barrier of Bright Mandala Fetus!"

"Stop! I'll let you out of this hell!"

The Blood Killing Prison Lord roared in despair.

After cutting off the connection with the origin of hell, one percent of his massive holy power was consumed in just a moment.

If this continues, within an hour, he will be destroyed by it. Refined to death!

Fang Han turned a blind eye to his yelling and continued to increase the intensity of the barrier and furnace.

The Blood Killing Prisoner trapped in the formation was chopped into millions of pieces in a moment. Combination.

God in the body.���, have all been breached!

The world of the Kingdom of God, filled with hell creatures, is facing a disaster.

The pain is indescribable.

In the empty and empty space.

There is no living thing within trillions of miles around.

Only the miserable howl of the bloody prison master could be heard in the distance.

When the holy power in his body was less than 20%.

He finally broke down.

Regardless of the body being cut into sections, he knelt down on the ground with all his strength.

"Sir, spare me, I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender!"

Fang Han heard this, but was indifferent. He continued to operate the green wood oven, constantly consuming his holy power.

Until finally, the body of the Blood Killing Prison Master could no longer condense together.

It almost became a ball of blood-colored soul body.

There was no trace of holy power left in his body, and his mind was almost blurred.

He was still mumbling.

"willing to surrender..." brush!

Wan Qian Jianhe stopped attacking.

The Great Barrier of the Bright Mandala Fetus, the light temporarily converges

"Since you sincerely convert, that person will give you a chance."

Fang Han's belief moved, and the divine elephant's prison-suppressing power was activated, condensing a chaotic divine fetus seed.

With a flick of his finger, the seed turned into a thin thread and penetrated into its heart. It took root instantly.

In the blink of an eye. In a short time, countless roots grew densely throughout his body and soul.

As soon as the seeds breathed, countless holy powers were fed back into Fang Han's body, gathering into the 840 million. On the Yuanxiang diagram composed of Yuanxiang particles, the second Yuanxiang particle is glowing slightly. It turns out that it is a sign that the two Yuanxiang particles are about to be lit up!

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