Comprehension is against the heavens: the method of condensing the innate divine fetus in the womb

Twenty stones?

The others were stunned.

Hurriedly set his eyes on Fang Han's body.

But I saw that he didn't know when.

In his hand, he had already picked up the smallest bow on the weapon rack.

"Isn't this little guy going to start the game now?".

"It's too late. "

"The other young boys have already finished shooting. "

Some people frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

There are also people who are interested and want to see something new.

"It's unheard of for a one-year-old baby to go archery. "

"It's better to let him have fun and open everyone's eyes. "

"Anyway, a twenty-stone bow is estimated to be too powerful to even penetrate the bluestone arrow target. "

It's not that the guests look down on Fang Han.

Fang Han entered the cultivation path at the age of one, and among the many young sons present, who could be faster than him?

It's just a twenty-stone bow, and the strength is really limited.

and a distance of one hundred and fifty feet.

The shooting is still a bluestone arrow target that is much harder than ordinary mountain rocks.

Not to mention Fang Han, the early stage of the warrior realm.

Even if you let a master in the late stage of the samurai realm come, you may not be able to shoot.

The most critical.

Fang Han is only one year old!

Yu Feifan was in a very good mood at this time.

His youngest son took the leader, and he was also fearless.

Look at the excitement and don't be afraid of big things.

He spoke very hard.

Stretch out your finger and point to the bullseye in the distance where the target is full of arrow feathers.

"Anyway, the ending has been decided, so why not let this little baby play. "

"It's hard to do it, this little guy can still beat us to the championship, can't it. "

His tone was full of ridicule.

The Golden Yang Saint King also looked at Fang Lingxiao with a smile.

"Emperor Fang, anyway, the three leaders haven't chosen the lottery yet. "

"Just let Han'er shoot three arrows and have fun. "

"I can see the style of the youngest son's archery in the history of the Four Arts Conference in the North Falling Domain. "

"I don't think you'll object to it. "

"If any miracle happens, you and I are all witnesses to history. "

As soon as he said this, all the guests wanted to object.

There's nothing more to say.

Besides, no one believes that this one-year-old prince can do archery.

They all nodded silently in agreement.

Even the king of Ruyang, who loves to sing the opposite tune, did not jump out to oppose it at this time.

"The end is decided, what waves can he make. "

"This king has never heard of it, this Fang Han has practiced archery. "

"It's a pity that in the first round of the Soul Fruit, it was taken away by Fang Wan. "

"However, there is another good thing, I have already told Yuan'er in advance. "

He looked at the pile of jackpots.

In an inconspicuous corner.

A feather glowing with a faint silver glow lay there quietly.

The appearance is exactly the same as the feather that Fei Fan struck at the center of Yu Qing's eyebrows.

Opinions were unanimous, and everyone's eyes also fell.

I want to see what new things Fang Han can play.

The young sons who lost the archery tournament.

At this time, they were all staring, and their eyes were full of curiosity.

looked at Fang Han on the archery table.

I want to see this kid who is even younger than myself.

What can I do?

"Pretending to be a ghost!".

Fang Yuan snorted.

..

For everything in the outside world.

Fang Han didn't know anything.

At this time, he was in a wonderful state.

Just when he fused many archery skills together and realized the true meaning of archery.

Suddenly, in his vision.

Everything in front of him, the young son, the guests, all faded away.

The world is fading.

In its place, a very different world.

Heaven and earth seem to have changed drastically.

The sky was as black as ink, shattered stars floated in the void, and blood was constantly oozing from the earth.

Countless creatures wailed and roared in pain on the earth.

A huge and indescribable shadow seems to be imprinted beyond the heavens.

Keep emerging.

Bursts of crazy whispers.

And in front of him, a blood-colored sun.

Hang there.

There was constantly pitch black blood, dripping from it.

When it falls on the earth, it instantly turns hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers into death.

The miserable wails of the creatures, polluted into indescribable monsters.

Scenes of horror kept appearing in Fang Han's heart.

But what shocked him the most.

But in this dilapidated world, where life is almost dead.

But there was a woman sitting cross-legged on top of the ruined city gate.

It seems to be confronting the dark shadow imprinted in the void.

Dressed in white, he has long been stained with pitch-black blood.

The sword in his hand was full of cracks.

Beneath the city walls, there are endless and indescribable corpses.

Her body seemed to be disintegrating.

But she didn't care.

On his face, there was a hint of relief and expectation.

It seems to be muttering, and it seems to be whispering to yourself.

The voice fluttered, appearing in Fang Han's ears with the wind.

"Finally..... I'm going to go to reincarnation too..."

The next moment.

The woman looked back suddenly.

looked at Fang Han.

But at this moment.

Her body completely disintegrated and turned into a rain of light in the sky.

Only in the air, there was an indiscernible sigh.

"Hey...."

Brush!

Fang Han only felt a chill down his spine and a numb scalp.

"It's scary, what kind of world is this!".

"Is it a hallucination?".

"Or a corner of the world in an extremely distant era!".

"Who is that woman? "

Even just now, he had silently performed the Son of Heaven Qi Technique.

But I still didn't see what the woman looked like.

The moment she turned around, her body had already disintegrated.

It seems to have severed all ties between the past and the present and the future.

He was terrified.

In the face of this terrifying mutation, he was like a grain of sand.

Even his own father, the breath on his body.

are far inferior to the mountains of dead bodies on the ground.

Look at the bleeding sun.

In his heart, he didn't know how.

Suddenly, an extremely strong obsession was born.

"Gotta shoot it down!".

This obsession continued to brew and explode in his heart.

The hand instinctively picked up the bow.

Meantime.

Three arrows were held in his hand together.

His gaze was fixed on the bleeding sun.

The next moment.

"Triple Sunset Arrow!".

Outside.

In the midst of everyone's horrified gaze.

In Fang Han's eyes, the bluestone arrow target in the distance was reflected into a round of blood-colored sun.

And he, his whole body suddenly flipped over.

The body is like a bow.

Three arrows were placed on the bowstring of twenty stones at the same time.

Collapse!

An explosion that surpassed the hundred-stone bow.

Boom.

Three sharp arrows burst out at three different speeds!