Little fatalism!

Three Thousand Great Dao, the first great avenue under the Great Destiny Technique, it can even be said that the small fatalism is simply a branch of the Great Destiny Technique, which has been circulated among the Heavenly Gods in the Void God Realm, and the fate does not come out, and the fate is the king, the power of this small fatalism can be said to be under the fate, above the Ten Thousand Paths, even if it is the Great Wish of Hongmeng, even if it is the Genesis of the Gods, even if it is the Origin Divine Fist of Creation, it is not as good as this fate.

The divine power is immeasurable, so it can be called a great shore, and the cold under the present is desperately spent 200,000 years of life, and the fateful divine power obtained can already be called a great shore.

"What should I do, what should I do?" The Aragami King couldn't move at all, his heart was enveloped by a great terror, and he was completely desperate, looking at Fang Han, who seemed to have become the size of the sky, and didn't know how to resist.

This is just a shroud in momentum, and it will disintegrate its combat power, and once it really happens, I am afraid that it will be when the sky falls apart and his body falls.

I wanted to think of a way, but I didn't have the slightest way, after all, he was a god clan who had been sealed and refined into a puppet for tens of thousands of years, not to mention that there was no progress in cultivating for tens of thousands of years, and even his will was slowly worn out with the passage of time, plus he didn't have a superb Dao weapon to defend himself, which made him less than half of his combat power.

As for Fang Han, who has burned 200,000 years of life, he controls the divine power of fate, and his power can already suppress the king of the Yiqiē realm, and at this time, he gives the Desolate God King the feeling that he is like a true immortal!

A true immortal like Taihuang Tian, not the incarnation of Taihuang Tian! The terrifying aura of fateful divine power made him completely suffocated, and he couldn't even think of resisting in his heart.

"Great fate, you can do anything. All things that go against fate will be shattered, all the stones in the long river of fate will be shattered, my fate is up to me, now the destiny of heaven is in my hands, your life and death are in my control from now on, King Aragami, die!"

Kiss!

A palm fell. That's right. It fell, and the huge divine palm was like the sky falling and the heavens and the earth overturning. This palm. It's just crossing the limit of time and space. It has been freed from time and space. As soon as the palm shadow fell, the next moment, it fell on the body of the Aragami King.

The King of the Desolate God forcibly endured the power of the palm shadow of the sky, and the whole person exploded into countless powders almost instantly, the essence and blood all over the body were steamed, the bones turned into oblivion, and the world of the gods completely collapsed, and in an instant, I don't know how many world creatures were completely destroyed.

And the powder in the void that scattered golden light was approaching each other one by one, and squirming quickly, and the next moment, the figure of the Desolate God King sputtered towards the four directions of light, and some even wanted to break through time and space and shuttle through the void.

"At this point, I still want to run, do I really not save zài?" Seeing that this Desolate God King came back from the dead, and wanted to scatter and escape, Fang Leng smiled coldly, and the giant hand of the sky fell again, falling, the layers of void shattered, and the pieces of flesh and blood human form were fixed and enveloped by an incomparably huge suction, and in the next moment, they appeared in his palm again.

"Ah! Fang Han Xiao'er, even if I die, it will not fall into your hands, the majesty of the Protoss cannot be desecrated, the Genesis of the Gods, give me a blast!!"

was suppressed again, and the Aragami King was completely desperate this time, stopped struggling, and was full of mana, essence, and soul, fused into one, and then exploded with a roar.

A god of the realm, itself is about ten times stronger than ordinary monks, this time although the king of the desolate god has been hit hard again and again, and his strength is not ten, but this self-explosion is still like the power of a true realm king realm master.

"Self-destruction, a realm king god clan, and infinite longevity, and now he actually chose to self-destruct?"

Fang Han felt a terrifying palpitation in the depths of his heart, and the true spirit in the depths of his soul trembled violently as if it was about to be destroyed, and this time, he truly believed that this Desolate God King had really chosen to blow himself up.

Even if he blew himself up, he didn't choose to surrender to himself, is this the dignity of the Protoss?

"It's a pity, I don't have the strength of Senior Brother Ling now, otherwise under the light of the Great Pudu Zen, even the king of the realm will be transformed in an instant, a realm king god clan, it's a pity!"

He really felt extremely sorry, if a master of the Realm King Realm of the Protoss let the World Tree be devoured and bear fruit, what kind of increase would his strength be? And this time he burned 200,000 years of life, but in the end, he didn't get anything at all, how pitiful is this?

It's like two gamblers gambling with each other on life and death, the former pressed his own qiē, including lifespan, and the latter chose to withdraw his capital and not bet with him before the other party was about to become a winner, under this kind of blow, Fang Han was really a little stupid at this moment.

"How can this be, how can you be so shameless!" was furious in his heart, and he scolded repeatedly, but in the end, he still didn't dare to stay where he was and use his body to withstand the power of this realm king's self-detonation.

A realm king detonated himself, and his power was comparable to the full force of a void immortal master's blow!

A void immortal, even a master of the mixed hole dare not say that he can hold on, although Fang Han after burning the life span of 200,000 years to exert a small fateful operation, it is simply to see the gods and kill the gods, see the Buddha and kill the Buddha, it is really an invincible existence, but if he forcibly connects all the power of a realm king's self-explosion, it is still a loss, it is enough to lose money, he doesn't want to use this boundless fateful divine power to resist the self-explosion of this desolate god king.

"Damn, I have to go back to my roots, otherwise I've really wasted 200,000 years, and my mother is really a fool. ”

Fang Han's body turned, instantly spanning trillions of miles, his figure appeared outside the Heavenly Martial Arsenal, and then his other hand passed through countless time and space, and suddenly poked out from the battlefield of the Desolate God Temple, this time, he blew up hundreds of monks in the Immortal Secret Realm, suppressed, sealed, and finally turned into a ball of crystal light and disappeared into the palm of his hand.

"How is it possible, how can this Fang Han burst out with such power? This is still the realm of creation? Could it be that this Fang Han has already cultivated to become the king of the realm, and he can't pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?"

"Spare my life, Lord Fang Han, I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender. Don't kill me, I'm a legend, I don't want to die!"

"Damn, how can this Fang Han Xiao'er have such strength, such a magical power, it is no longer a heavenly position, and it is not even a master of the realm king realm that can be used, and he can attack with all his strength across hundreds of millions of miles, this is a means that only the Mixed Hole realm can have!"

"I am a dignified heavenly position, the generation of the Heavenly King Great World Sect Supreme. How could he be trapped in the hands of a Creation Realm. How is this possible?"

"Could it be the power of the Ancestral Witch Mirror? What kind of secret technique is that supernatural power, the power is simply far away, it is not a great immortal technique, but it is more rebellious than the great immortal technique, and there is no such secret method for suicide in my dark world............

A palm. Kill hundreds of strongmen. Pause. The hundreds of monks trapped in the palm of their hands rioted, incredible, such a scene. No matter how much he imagined, he couldn't imagine that a strong person in the Creation Realm could finally perform such a magical power, this is simply not a magical power, the more immortal arts, the more divine arts, the power is so great that it is unimaginable.

"O Thy Destiny of Eternal Life, Thy majesty, Thy Heavens, Thy will, Lordship of all things, Thy wrath ............"

Hundreds of monks rioted, but Fang Han's face was indifferent, without a trace of expression, even if there were monks begging for mercy and surrendering, there was no reaction at all, this time, taking advantage of the boundless divine power obtained by burning 200,000 years of Shouyuan, he had to make up for the loss this time, especially Shouyuan.

His current longevity is only less than 160,000 years, which is much weaker than ordinary Creation Realm cultivators, if he doesn't replenish the consumption, then if he encounters the master of the Realm King Realm again, then he really has nowhere to run.

But there were really a lot of masters of the realm king he provoked, and there were even enemies above the realm king, the realm of the void immortal, so after escaping from the Heavenly Martial Arsenal, Fang Han controlled the Immortal Desperate Sword on one side, and shot into the extraterrestrial starry sky in an instant, and on the other side, he transformed the remaining fateful divine power into a huge flame.

The flame that manifested in the palm of the palm was formless and colorless, and only by seeing a faint spatial fluctuation, one burned, and the hundreds of monks, including the masters of the Heavenly Light Creation Realm, completely turned into ashes, and then merged into the flames.

This is the real fire of fate, the flame of fate! The power can burn a qiē, refine a qiē, and destroy a qiē, and its power, even the masters of the Creation Realm can't hold on for a moment, after only three breaths, hundreds of monks are left with only three heavenly masters still struggling in the palms of their palms, and the remaining monks have completely turned into boundless essence qi and merged into the flames, merging themselves.

"The divine fire of fate, burning the heavens, the gate of fate, the brand of eternal life. ”

Seeing that the only three Heavenly Rank masters were still dying, Fang Han refined part of the immeasurable essence qi that had been transformed, replenishing his own mana consumption and longevity consumption, and the remaining part was completely integrated into the Divine Fire of Destiny, and under a special soul memory, he completely stirred up an inexplicable portal.

Imprint of Eternal Life, Gate of Destiny!

In other words, this is the Eternal Gate Soul Imprint, the only invisible treasure left behind by Senior Brother Ling when he finally left, something that can only be summoned by operating the Little Fatalism Technique to the limit.

This portal, with an aura that is higher than the immortal realm, stronger than the immortals, more majestic than the gods, and more noble than the heavenly monarch, rushed towards the three monks of the heavenly realm.

"Ah, what is this? What is this?"

"My God, what kind of portal is this, how can there be such a supreme portal between heaven and earth?"

"Spare your life, Fang Han, spare your life! I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender. ”

The three Heavenly Rank Realm cultivators were almost destroyed by the impacted Dao Heart almost the moment the portal was raised, their divine powers collapsed, the Dao Weapon Spirit was destroyed, and all the protection was completely opened, allowing the Divine Fire of Destiny to burn their bodies and burn their flesh Dao Weapon Cave Heaven.

This Gate of Eternal Life, which is completely condensed by the power of fate, no matter what spell, it cannot be stopped, no matter what kind of Dao weapon, it will directly collapse and disperse, and the heavenly laws of the three Heavenly Realm masters are faintly crumbling under the majesty of the soul imprint of this Gate of Eternal Life, and they are almost about to retreat from the realm and return to the realm of creation.

"Gate of Fate, Immortal Imprint!" Even if it was Fang Han himself, he couldn't help but be shocked by the power of this portal's imprint, what kind of imprint was this? How could it be so powerful? This was simply incredible.

An illusory imprint, not even a real image, its coercion actually completely suppressed the three heavenly masters to the point of collapse, and even to the realm of retreat, about to return to the realm of creation Cheng Dù, this is simply even if the power of the five superb Dao weapons is fully displayed, it is impossible to have such a divine power of creation.

After all, even if it was five pieces of Five Elements Supreme Treasure Superb Dao Weapon, its coercion could not make the Dao Heart of the three Heavenly Rank masters collapse, the divine power was completely destroyed, and the Dao Weapon was completely destroyed, this could no longer be described as terrifying, he had never felt that at such a moment, his words were so scarce. (To be continued!)

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