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

"For a while, wait until you get to the deity. "

"Scared you to death. "

Fang Wan hugged her arms, and the strength of the wine surged.

Blushing like a big apple.

People are more floating.

"There's something about this jade, and it comes with special effects. "

"Isn't it a baby?".

Fang Han handed over the white roll, and at this time he was just watching the excitement.

When I saw the vision on the wall of Wensheng, I felt a little rare.

Subconsciously carried up the Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique.

I looked at it at a glance.

"Huh?".

"How so?".

Fang Han was stunned.

Under the vision of the Son of Heaven's Qi Technique.

On the wall of the sacred text, the light that shines, and the words that appear on it.

But all of them are gone.

What made him feel even more creepy was that.

It was originally as smooth as a mirror, and it was as clean as if it had been licked by a dog.

In this particular vision, it seems to be full of potholes.

It was covered with many terrifying cracks.

One of the biggest ones.

Straight down from the middle, the whole wall is divided into two halves.

It was as if it had been shattered by an unimaginable terrifying force.

They were forcibly brought together.

Moreover, looking at the edge of the holy wall of this text, it is uneven.

Apparently this is just one piece of the story.

How big is its ontology?

Fang Han didn't dare to imagine it at all.

Brush!

The goosebumps on Fang Han's body rose all of a sudden.

Almost instantly, he thought of an extremely terrifying possibility!

"Gather the energy of the world and mend yourself!".

"This kind of means, it is simply unimaginable!".

"This holy wall of literature definitely has a great origin!"

"Even, I'm afraid that even the Four Arts Conference was designed and organized by the holder of this holy wall. "

Fang Han took a closer look at the cracks on the Wen Shengbi again.

I found that I could vaguely see that some small cracks had begun to fuse.

But for the huge cracks that spread all over the Wensheng Wall, it was insignificant.

He was shocked.

can do this, but even the top powerhouses in the Red Sun Realm can't find it.

How strong is this person?

And this holy wall, in the long years.

I have absorbed the spirit of the world for I don't know how many years.

But only the tiniest cracks were repaired.

Then this holy wall, if one day, can be truly restored.

How high does it have to be?

It's simply unimaginable.

Suddenly.

In his heart, he remembered the time when he comprehended the path of arrows before.

The horrible sight I saw.

I muttered in my heart.

"Is there any connection between it?"

The thought popped into his mind.

He immediately felt that a huge suction force was suddenly transmitted from the huge Wensheng Wall.

It's like turning into a huge whirlpool, constantly absorbing your own mind.

There was no defense.

He felt like he was out of his body, passing through the colorful falling flowers on the holy wall.

One eye, the next moment.

A picture that shocked him appeared in front of him.

The heavens and the earth were in ruins, and on the bright stars, countless flesh and blood were born, hideous and terrifying.

A huge black shadow seemed to fill the sky and the earth.

It exudes an air of despair.

Whispers kept coming out.

On the earth, countless creatures fell into madness when they heard the whispers.

The body also began to tear apart, turning into unspeakable horror.

Fight against your fellow clansmen.

In the sky, there are unimaginably strong people.

The whole body exudes a fiery glow, and the heaven and earth are bright.

Like the last light of the world, replacing the bleeding sun.

Towards the sky, the huge black shadow engraved on it rushed towards it.

There are human races, and there are also creatures covered in feathers.

Even, Fang Han saw a snow-white tiger, with two horns like a sword, wings like a knife, and huge like a mountain.

A tiger roared, and countless stars exploded!

However, it has not yet arrived.

This venerable sun was shattered into the void by unimaginable power.

The last bit of light bloomed.

Even if it's just watching.

Fang Han could feel the kind of sorrow and despair that filled the heavens and the earth.

Each of these "scorching suns" is the strongest of an era.

Each one of them has been the most amazing and gorgeous existence in an era!

It is countless years before there can be a peerless Tianjiao!

At this time, they are like moths to a fire.

I want to try to burn myself and light up the endless darkness.

Every time the "scorching sun" is extinguished, there is a rain of blood falling in the sky.

The heavens are weeping.

And in the heavenly dome, the last scorching sun also let out an unwilling sigh.

When it turned into a rain of blood.

Suddenly!

Buzz!

Fang Han felt it.

The heaven and earth in front of him seemed to shake suddenly.

The next moment.

A dilapidated grass house slowly emerged from heaven and earth.

A melodious voice sounded from the grass.

"Wonderful pen gives birth to flowers, and the ground swells with golden lotus. "

On the dark earth, golden lotuses bloomed everywhere.

Where the golden lotus appeared, the earth also returned to its original color.

At the same time, in the sky, flower petals fell colorfully.

The rain of blood turned into nectar, moistening the heavens and the earth.

"This man is terrifying. "

"I can resist the dark shadow in the sky. "

Fang Han tried to look, but found that even with the blessing of the Son of Heaven's Qi Technique.

I couldn't see the face of the man who was lying in the grass hut clearly.

It's like a blurry layer of window paper, which can't be pierced.

I could only vaguely see that the man was wearing a cyan robe and holding a wine jug in one hand.

In the other hand, he holds a small emerald green inkstone.

Whew!

The man stood up suddenly.

Only then did Fang Han find out.

The man's body was already in tatters.

The emerald green inkstone in his hand is also dim and full of cracks.

The fierce battle is only an instant, and it is over.

The huge black shadow imprinted between the heavens and the earth seemed to be wounded and retreated.

And the man in the green shirt staggered.

Back to the cottage.

The flask in his hand was gone, and the emerald green inkstone opened a huge crack from the center.

scattered in the hands.

At this moment, the body began to disintegrate.

He didn't care.

Let out a long, free laugh.

Then, as if talking to himself, he seemed to ask questions.

A melodious sound seemed to cross the eternal sky.

fell into Fang Han's ears.

"What is martial arts, what is chivalry?".

Brush!

in the arena.

Fang Han's eyes suddenly became chaotic.

The whole person slowly stood up.

Step by step, slowly walk towards the holy wall of Nawen!

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