Quietly Sign In Ten Thousand Year, The Emperor Begged Me To Be Born

In front of the bloody maze.

The space blurred for a while.

Fang Han's figure gradually appeared.

"Huh? This palace has a blood-killing atmosphere~ very strong.

In his line of sight, above the blood killing maze, there is a blood dragon entrenched.

Roaring there.

Blood Qi transforms into shape, which requires continuous killing for countless years to produce such a scene.

Just as he was watching the huge palace, at the very end, the statues of the two sheep-headed men holding sharp knives suddenly moved.

Immediately afterwards, their eyes shone with a blood-red brilliance as if they had been injected with souls.

The whole body trembled slightly, and seemed to be recovering.

Their recovery speed was very fast, almost instantly, and its body was shocked.

The two powerful hind legs stared and jumped into the air at the same time.

All over the body, the breath of the true god is bursting!

The sharp blades in their hands exuded a bloody aura, and locked Fang Han in an instant.

Then, with two blood-colored rainbows, they slashed down at the same time!

These two sheep heads are gods, cold and cunning, without any emotion.

It doesn't matter who you are, as long as you approach the blood killing maze, you will be slashed head-on.

Even if it is a true god, if one is unprepared, he will be seriously injured.

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

"Two true gods in the district dare to attack in front of me!"

"Blood killing the prison master, what a big shelf!"

Fang Han's voice came out slowly.

The target was not the two sheep-headed true gods, but the blood-killing prison master standing at the top of the blood-colored maze.

He had already felt the aura of this person in a place far away.

Cruelty, brutality and bloodthirsty, all kinds of negative emotions condensed.

It formed a bloody spear that only the primordial spirit could sense, floating above this person's head.

It seems to pierce someone's heart at any time!

"oh?"

The blood-killing prison master stood on the Great Hall, looking down, feeling the breath of Fang Han.

"This soul breath?"

"It doesn't smell like The Underworld."

"Could it be...he has never been there?"

His eyes lit up.

As far as he knew, a long time ago, The Underworld and the Heaven Realm were connected except for the entrance to the main world.

There are channels connecting other planes of The Underworld with the heavens.

There are often powerful people from The Underworld going to the heavens.

Or start a war and reap wealth.

Or spread faith and gain believers.

Fang Han's great-grandson, Heavenly Prison Emperor.

The Seven Demon Blood Killing Dao he practiced is the Cultivation Technique created by the research of seven The Underworld demons together in ancient times.

In the eyes of the blood-killing prison master.

The fact that Fang Han can appear here means that there is a loophole in the wall between The Underworld and the heavens, which was originally completely sealed by the King of Idols!

"Catch him, torture his soul, get his memory!"

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

In his opinion, the aura of this person fluctuates, but only at the sub-god level.

Like ants.

Not even worthy of letting myself take a look.

The blood-killing prison master turned around, preparing to make a fresh glass of wine.

"For a god, a glass of wine should be enough."

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

"what happened!"

He turned his head sharply.

I only saw the two sheep-headed true gods, their faces were horrified, and their bodies had been pierced by fists.

Even the Heavenly Cave Divine Kingdom connected in the body has been disintegrated.

Floating in the air like two dead fish.

Do not rest in peace.

"Damn it, you dare to deceive me with the method of concealing breath!"

"Kneel down and surrender to me!"

His body glowed with a terrifying bloody light.

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

brush!

His body turned into a bloody ray, and he killed Fang Han in an instant.

"Blood killing, chaos in the world!"

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

Sword Qi stretches, sweeping through countless star fields.

Wherever it passed, all the things that were cut were turned into absolute nothingness.

Completely erased.

The entire blood killing prison was almost divided into two by this Sword Qi!

Such an attack is definitely not something a master in the divine realm can issue.

Only Saint!

To make such an earth-shattering attack!

Fang Han raised his eyes and glanced at him.

"Only you?"

After saying that, Fang Han waved his sleeves.

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

Ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine green wood fairy swords, like Wang Yang, impacted on the Heaven Severing Sword Qi.

The treasure of Qingmu Taoist sect, Qingmu Jianhe.

This Magic Treasures was collected by Fang Han after breaking through the Qingmu Xuanmen that day.

With his current Magic power, when used, it is much stronger than that Qingxuan real person.

The endless river of swords hovers and impacts in the sky.

The Sword Qi, which killed the jailer with blood, retreated steadily.

Even the Divine Transformation maker in his hand wailed.

The inside of the sword body was damaged.

Boom boom boom!

The sound of impact is endless.

This Bloody Prisoner, a character from Saint Realm.

Even under a single strike, he was defeated by Fang Han.

Sword Qi, who was originally cut out, had no choice but to return to defense.

Fang Han stood above, like a peerless sword fairy.

Squeezing the sword formula with his hands, he kept urging Jianhe to surround the blood-killing prison master.

"How can you be so strong!"

He yelled in shock.

I want to fight back hard and break out of the encirclement.

However, the sword net that Fang Han stepped on was flawless.

Moreover, this blood-killing prison master is Saint.

Chewier than the Saint in the heaven where the Fang Han Martial Heaven continent is located,

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

"Not as infinite Supernatural Power as Saint in the Great Thousand World."

With Fang Han's current strength, if he meets the real Saint of the Great Thousand World, he will definitely not be able to suppress him so easily.

There are no weaklings who can cultivate into a Saint.

Between the same level, killing each other, several Ten Thousand Years may not be able to tell the winner.

Let alone killed.

Fang Han concentrates and urges Jianhe with all his strength.

Even the Sword Qi swayed by the blood-killing prison master couldn't resist.

One big hole after another was pierced.

More Cyanwood Immortal Swords got in, cutting continuously on its body.

Although still unable to break open 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 The Underworld, and the holy power is endless!"

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

"Wait, I won't let you die easily.

Xuesha Prison Master's gaze was cold, like a poisonous snake.

He stared at Fang Han intently.

It seemed to eat him alive.

"Oh? Link to The Underworld source?"

A strange smile rose on Fang Han's face.

"In that case, then you can lead me the way!"

boom!

Aoki Jianhe breath soared!

The countless green wood fairy swords surrounding them were arranged and combined, and under Fang Han's control, they formed a furnace of heaven and earth.

This is the strongest sword formation formed by Aoki Jianhe, Aoki Oven!

ask for flowers...

Being in the oven is like being roasted by the heaven and the earth, which is unspeakably miserable.

The consumption of holy power is more than ten times that of before!

In just an instant, countless chickens were cut open on the body of the blood-killing prison master.

The blood-like substance in the body was exposed.

But it recovered immediately.

"You want to crush me with pain?"

"Stop dreaming, this is The Underworld!"

"Pain, for me, is suffering!"

He wailed, but didn't panic.

The holy power in the body is rolling, this consumption is not a drop in the bucket.

The smile on the corner of Fang Han's mouth grew stronger.

"Yeah?"

Fang Han continued to pinch the sword formula with one hand.

With the other hand, a large formation was evolved with Magic power, pointing downward.

Immediately, a huge mask with a radius of a hundred miles was wrapped around the oven formed by the green wood sword river.

Completely wrap the blood-killing prison master in it!

A round of bright and shining golden sun hangs in it, shining in all directions.

The blood-killing prison master who was trapped in it only felt a shock all over his body.

He found desperately that the link between himself and the origin of Blood Killing The Underworld had been cut off!

Moreover, under the sun's rays, Own's holy power is consumed, like a flood that has opened its gates, and it is crazily drained.

....0...

"this.…."

"This is the Great Enchantment of Bright Mandala Taizang!"

"Stop it! I'll let you out of this The Underworld!"

The Bloody Prison Master roared in despair.

After cutting off the connection with the origin of The Underworld with his massive holy power.

In just a moment, one percent was consumed.

If it goes on like this, within an hour, I will be killed by it!

Fang Han turned a blind eye to his yelling.

Continue to increase the strength of enchantment and oven.

The blood-killing prison master trapped in the formation was chopped into millions of pieces in a short time, and then reassembled.

The kingdom of God in the body has been breached!

The Kingdom of God world, full of creatures from The Underworld, is facing a catastrophe.

The pain is indescribable.

In empty space.

There are no living beings in a trillion miles.

Only the pitiful howl of the blood-killing prison master could be heard far away.

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

He finally broke down.

Regardless of the body that was cut into sections, he tried his best to kneel down on the ground.

"My lord, please forgive me, I am willing to surrender, willing to surrender!"

Fang Han was indifferent after hearing this.

Continue to operate the green wood oven, constantly consuming his holy power.

Until the end, the body of the blood-killing prison master couldn't condense together.

It almost became a blood-colored primordial body.

There is no one in a hundred holy powers in the body.

My sanity is almost blurred.

In his mouth, he still murmured.

"Willing to surrender..."

brush!

Thousands of Jianhe stopped attacking.

Bright Mandala Taizang large enchantment, the light temporarily converges.

"Since you are sincerely converted, I will give you a chance."

As soon as Fang Han's faith moved, the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength Cultivation Technique operated, condensing a chaotic divine embryo seed.

With one flick.

The seed turned into a thin thread and penetrated into its heart.

Rooted instantly.

In the blink of an eye, countless roots grew out, densely packed, all over his fleshly body.

During the breath of the seeds, countless holy power was fed back to Fang Han's body.

Converge on the meta-image diagram composed of 840 million meta-image particles.

The second metamorphic particle was actually emitting light slightly.

Looking at it like that, it turned out to be a sign that it was about to be lit.

The two metamorphic particles, calendar!