MTL - Eternal Life-Chapter 1552 Upper bound

Chapter 1552

Hua Tiandu is definitely not a trustworthy person. Like the devil's head, he turns against the water in the blink of an eye. Even if he is kind to him, he will be killed by him. This can be seen by the white messenger.

"This person is ungrateful. I also know that if he is promoted to reach the realm of Xian Wang, it may be that even I will kill, practice the soul, and practice the baby." The white messenger laughed: "It’s good to use this person now. Where I gave him the bones of Sanshengshi and Yuanshizhi, but he could not fully use it, let alone integrate into the body. We can't integrate these two pieces of baby. He wants to not think about it. The three of us can join hands and still collect the magic weapon, so that he can beat the chicken and make a wedding dress for us?"

"You have a good saying in the white messenger. He is a chess piece. It is also a chess piece for the creation of the king of the king. It is also our chess piece. On his body, there is a gas transport that makes the king of the king push the art of the heavens, and can fight against Fang Han. And training him can let him fight with Fang Han to attract firepower. Lest Fang Han find us."

The voice of the nine-day mysterious woman is clear and beautiful. "This is to make good use of Hua Tiandu, and to deal with the goddess, it is also convenient for him to take the shot. The reason why the mother married him with the Lord of Ronghua was also saved. My mind."

"Intrigue, endless, we hide in the dark, and stand in an invincible position." The white messenger nodded: "If you use Huatian to get rid of Fang Han, then he really lost the value of use, we will never Let him re-exist in this world, he must die."

"At that time, I will come to solve him personally." The nine-day Xuan female bounced her finger. For Huatian, this person seems to be very disdainful. "This person is really more than cold, if it is not for the sacred king in him." He has planted a gas transport. He is not an opponent of Fang Han. I don’t know why he would choose him."

"Because he was the most loyal one, but after the reincarnation, it changed, and it was contaminated with another character. The loyalty problem is not good. This person is ambitious and will not be willing to be at the mercy of us. Look at it. It is possible that he will not be able to fight the water before he has been destroyed." The black messenger said.

"This is not a Huatian. He is a chess piece. If you want to jump out of the board, it is impossible. You can't get rid of the fate of being manipulated." The white messenger smiled coldly: "We still talk about the most important thing, you are In the upper bounds of the world, did you find the whereabouts of the electric mother Tianjun? I collected the skeleton of the Lord of the Yuan in the heavens, but Sanshengshi did not calculate any breath of the electric mother Tianjun. I want to come to the upper bound. In order to restore the power of the past, she must enter the upper bounds to practice, and even close to the door of eternal life."

"No, there is no fall of the electric mother Tianjun in the upper bounds, but there is no doubt that she has entered the upper bound." Nine-day Xuan Nuo: "The core of the upper bound, we can not enter Among them, it is impossible to see the door of eternal life in the legend."

"Although the gate of eternal life is in the depths of the upper bounds of the world, our cultivation is impossible to get close. Even if the cultivation of Fang Han is the peak of the twelve eras, I am afraid that it is very difficult to get close, and I want to see this eternal life. The true face of the door is difficult!" The white ambassador sighed: "Every insight into the true face of the door of eternal life is an invincible master."

"Now are we still acting according to the original plan? Ready. Grab the gods that have been sprayed out of this eternal life gate and prepare for the promotion of the king."

"This is a must. The injection of the door to eternal life must be very small. The great changes in the world are not the same. Many heavens will be destroyed. The universe will undergo unprecedented changes. Among them, there are more miracles than Sansheng Stone. Spray out, if we get it, we will have no scruples if we can't prove the king of the king."

"What? There is a more daring baby than Sanshengshi? Sanshengshi masters the previous life, this life, the afterlife, is the first **** of the heavens." The white messengers were shocked.

"Yes, the King of Xianhua has already anticipated it, and I secretly told me." Nine-day Xuan Nuo said: "In the font, the word 'dao' has not always appeared? Once this word is ejected, the power can be overridden. On top of any typeface, it is the head of the words. Can you restrain the four words and control the words, isn't it stronger than Sanshengshi?"

"It is true. The word has never appeared, but the avenue has always been passed down." The white messenger, the black messenger secretly nodded.

The word "dao", if it is ejected from the door of eternal life, how strong is it?

These three tyrannical masters can't imagine.

Whether it is the black messenger or the white messenger, the nine-day mysterious woman is the cultivation of eleven epochs. Compared with Fang Han, it’s a difference in the era’s cultivation, so they are very jealous...

At this moment, Fang Han appeared in the sky above the sky, a mysterious location.

Under his body, it is an incomparably huge sun, slowly rotating, shining the tens of billions of rivers in the Ganges, and seems to have spread the entire heavens.

This is the real big day of heaven.

Fang Han is deep in the sky above the heavenly sun. Looking at the mountains and rivers under his feet, the earth is still very clear. If it is a general master, the strongest of Heaven and Earth, God, to fly to such a height, I am afraid that it will take millions of years, but what is he doing? Arriving at the peak of the twelve eras, almost one foot, you can reach any place in the heavens.

The real leader has no boundaries.

He stood on the celestial void above the scorching sun, feeling the violent airflow. As he went above the sky, the airflow became more and more violent. At the end, even the heavenly king would be shattered.

No one has ever explored how high the day is.

In fact, how high the heavens are, how thick the earth is, no one knows that at least the average Tianjun cannot measure the height of the earth.

Only when you reach the realm of Xian Wang can you truly penetrate the whole essence of heaven. Fang Han is now looking for the upper bounds. To be precise, it is to find the door to eternal life.

Because the upper bound is bounded by the gate of eternal life.

"In the days, many old antiques have come out, the Lord of War, the repair of the eleven epochs, the mother of heaven, the repair of the eleven epochs, and the rescue of the three masters just now, is also the repair of the eleven eras. For the end of the Holy King, I am afraid that it is also the peak of the eleventh era... I am afraid that soon after, disaster, chaos, eternity, killing, chaos will break through the repair of ten eras... This is among the heavens. Some old antiques are repaired, and the masters in the upper bounds of the world don’t know much. The nine-day mysterious woman is also in the upper bound of the world, and there are many treasures that have disappeared for a long time... Fang Qingxue, I am now I can't figure out any of her whereabouts, and it is undoubtedly to enter the upper bounds. Not only that, but the Lord of the Red Belt, the Lord of the Devil, I can't figure it out, there is no doubt that there is only the upper bound, because of eternal life. The influence of the door will distort my calculations."

Fang Han stood at high altitude, and the wind around him blew his clothes to hunt.

He continues to fly.

The wind finally turned into a confusing man, and even the scorching sun could not be seen. It was not in the sky, not in the ground, and completely lost the self. The direction is indistinguishable.

The wind, like a sharp knife with a handle, cut it up, but it was shattered after it had not reached his body.

Fang Han grabbed a hand and grabbed a wind blade. He saw a sharp anomaly in his hand, flashing a knife and a foot, and cutting the sky.

Now that he has reached the height, above the heavens, most of the Heavenly Kings are not able to come up. Every step up, there is a huge resistance. It seems that the space has to be frozen by the wind. The speed of the wind transcends the light and transcends time. It is not a simple wind, but a law that represents the speed limit.

"Where is the upper bound?" Fang Han’s body keeps rising, the wind is getting more and more fierce, but he can’t do any harm to him. He looks at the sky and looks at the endless mix. The breath of any upper bound. Even Fang Xue’s all calculations have failed.

It is no wonder that the upper bounds of the world have always been in the legend, the holy land of practice, and entering the upper bound of the world is equivalent to finding the door to eternal life. But few masters have been able to enter it. It turned out to be so difficult. I don’t know the entrance to the upper bounds. I’m trying to find it in the sky. It’s very likely that I can’t find it in my life.

Fang Han even felt that he was rising again, and he was likely to be lost in endless confusion.

Although he is not afraid, it is almost invincible, but the Yuan Dynasty also needs his care.

"The current squally wind, the law that has been distorted, here, the avenues are beginning to be chaotic, violent." Once again caught a wind, Fang Han found the law of the violent law of the wind that day.

If we say that the law on the ground of the heavens, the aurora band around the Yuan is a gentle white rabbit, then the law of violentness in the depths of the sky is an ancient dragon. Both are in the sky, one underground.

"It is no wonder that the Lord of War, the Mother of God did not go to the upper bounds to practice, is it because the entrance is hard to find? Also, their current cultivation is not as good as me, I am looking for difficulties, they are even more dangerous. Heaven is really even Tianjun I can't know how big, the magic is far more than this." Fang Han stopped rising, sitting down on the knees, in the violent law, breathing and breathing.

Countless violent laws have been inhaled by him. There are spaces in these laws, there are time, there are life and death, there are planes... all kinds of rules, completely violent, chaotic, colliding, tearing, even the gods must tear Debris, but this can only quench the shape for the square cold.

"Good! It seems to be looking for clues to the upper bounds."