Undead War God

The blood puppet in his hand fluttered with the wind and made a hunting sound. The blood pattern on the puppet cloth was like a living creature, and began to squirm slowly, and moved toward the front together.

Then, under everyone’s attention, Fang Han’s step one stopped, his body stopped abruptly, his arm marked a strange arc, bloody and bloody, and suddenly waved.

“Heaven punishment Ghost Fire!”

A fascinating purple fire bloomed. It was so fascinating and overbearing that it dyed the entire space into black and purple.

In the sky, above Fang Han’s head, the endless purple fire was rolling, getting thicker and thicker, with a scream of mournful sounds, as if condensing countless injustices.

The sound of hong long long came out, the purple fire slowly descended, and the violent spear glow annihilated instantly under this purple fire. The flames rose up, directly destroying everything and killing Mo Wugui.

“Heaven punishment Ghost Fire?”

The crowd only felt a roar of their heads, their pupils kept expanding, and even the palms of their hands consciously exuded densely packed sweat.

That purple fire’s name is actually called heaven punishment Ghost Fire, so overbearing.

Heaven punishment, the punishment of Heaven and Earth, is unstoppable. Even the gods must acknowledge allegiance for it, representing absolute power.

Dare to call it heaven punishment, we can see how confident and even conceited Fang Han is in the power of Zihuo.

A fire falling, like Heaven and Earth’s punishment, can destroy 10000 objects and burn 10000 objects.

In addition, that bloody and bloody urn is not a mortal thing. In addition to being able to manipulate heaven punishment Ghost Fire, it can actually erupt such a sorrowful sorrow sound, which is introduced into people’s minds and souls, which is comparable to sonic soul.

Such a horrible offensive was invincible, and even Han Xiaozi felt a palpitation and frowned.

He always thought that Fang Han’s strength was too weak, so he would directly declare his defeat.

Now it seems that he guessed wrong. Fang Han’s strength is strong enough to stand up to the Holy Powerhouse. The reason why he confessed to defeat was that he did not want to consume his physical strength and did not fight unsurely.

“Is this Fang Han’s hole card?” Ye Chen looked up at the endless Ghost Fire, and his heart was clouded.

Boom!

The whole platform shook for a moment, and the horrible purple fire finally dissipated. Immediately, the smoke was diffused, two figures swept out, stood in the sky, separated by 100 meters, and looked at each other coldly.

Fang Han’s hands were still bloody, purple fire was covering his body, his body was full of evil breath, and a cold smile was hanging on the corner of his mouth.

And the other is naturally no return.

He was not injured, but the dark long spear in his hand became much faint, and a faintly discernable fire lingered on it, without the original sharpness.

“Spear Spirit is extremely powerful and domineering. It is indeed very powerful. No wonder it can block my Heaven punishment Ghost Fire.” Fang Hanchu claimed to praise it, but the scornful smile on his face was even stronger.

“Noisy!”

Mo Wugui opened his mouth and spit out an indifferent character, stepped out, and long spear waved a broken sound in the sky. Spear glow was boundless, almost connected, like a rushing river of the Yangtze River.

“Raging the dragon to the sea!”

The endless spear glow erupted, and a moire halo emerged from the top of Mo Wugui’s head. The halo showed a long spear shape, full of spirit, flashing in the sky, moved towards Fang Hansha Passed.

Spear Spirit!

Ye Chen’s gaze was slightly fixed, and it took only a long time before Mo Wugui was able to condense Martial Spirit to this level. Heavenly God Palace will be the first day, and the innate talent is really terrifying.

The blow at this moment is Mo Wugui’s strongest blow, and it can be said to be infinitely close to the true Holy Powerhouse.

“Even if your Martial Spirit is so powerful, you can’t beat my Heaven punishment Ghost Fire.” Fang Han was sneered, blood swelled, and Heaven punishment Ghost Fire landed again.

But unlike the last time, the Ghost Fire this time, the color seems to have become darker, and even in the center of the Ghost Fire, a scarlet color appeared, like blood, exuding a strong bloody smell.

“dead!”

Fang Han roared, and Ghost Fire descended and collided with the spear spirit, who had no return.

Subsequently, the roar continued to explode, and the fire and spear glow ran wildly in the sky. Everywhere they went, everything was shattered, and even some bad luck practitioners had their bodies broken through. Going down and mourning on the ground, the scene became extremely chaotic.

“Get together!”

Ping Xinghan and Chang Qingshan looked at each other, then rushed out at the same time, opened their hands, centered on the platform, within 100 meters, there were 2 Space Cracks.

Weng weng weng!

A burst of horrible suction erupted, and those scattered spear glows and fire horns were all involved in the Space Crack. A lot of Heavenly God Palace Elder also rushed over and shot together, and the chaos in the scene was eased.

“Ah!”

At this time, a scream came out, and on top of the chaotic ring, a blood column spewed out and stained the sky. At the same time, the eyes of the crowd were focused.

I saw in the field of vision, Mo Wugui one-knee kneels on the ground, not at all died, however, his left arm disappeared, the blood continued to flow from the fracture, it seems several points of horrible to see .

Space seems to be frozen in this brief moment.

The crowd’s breathing also stopped, without any movement, but in this dead silence, Fang Han still held the blood puppet, stood in the void, and gave a sneer, disdainful smile.

The two men fought, and the final victory actually belonged to Fang Han.

The crowd was full of shock, and at the same time, it was also full of regrets. Mo Wugui was cut off in this battle, and his left arm was severed, and his strength was greatly lost.

Heavenly God Palace will be on the first day, and I am afraid it will fall here too.

Liu Wenqing’s eyes were stiffened there, and Ping Xinghan’s body was still trembling, and Mo Wu failed, leaving an arm off. As a result, they could not accept it.

Heavenly God Palace The outer palace, it was very difficult to cultivate a peerless genius, but in the end it was going to fall, it was ruthless.

“The winner, Fang Han.”

Chang Qingshan’s expressionless announced that, in fact, he still had several points of ecstasy, Mo Wugui is the outer palace disciple, and does not belong to his inner palace. Once he falls, the outer palace will become more unbearable. For the palace, it is good news.

At the same time, Chang Qingshan’s counterpart Han also had a great interest. If such a crazy person could control it, it would be a sharp weapon.

Especially the bloody shot, the formidable power was too powerful, and the must closed.

“Now it seems that you are the most shamelessly person.” Fang Han smiled coldly, turned around, but his eyes fell on Ye Chen.

“Ye Chen, at the beginning you cut me a left arm and made me suffer shame. Today, the grievance between you and me is also time to count, I only hope you when the time comes not to be a coward, even to fight No courage. “

The voice fell, Fang Han extended the hand, and made a neck-twisting motion towards Ye Chen, and his face was full of provocation.

The original hatred, Fang Han not at all forgotten, and even imprinted it deep in the bone marrow and read it every day.

For it is in the battle of the dynasty, a shame before the snow!

Today, he wins Liu Wenqing first, and then loses no return. The strength is so strong that everyone turns pale with fright.

All of this is just foreshadowing.

In the end, there is only one, that is, to invite Ye Chen in a transcendent posture, and even to defeat Ye Chen.