Refining Heaven and Earth

Reluctant to be reluctant, only to have resentment!

There is no absolute thing in the world, and many things have two sides. It seems that it was extremely important to work hard to become a stream of water and obtain the law of becoming a god.

Is there no way to become a god?

Besides, belief is different from other things. It is not overnight for Feng Lixi to get savage, and so is Fang Bai.

Knowing that collecting beliefs is not the only way to become a god, Fang Bai has the idea of ​​giving up. If it is a shortcut, everyone is rushing to it, why take another path?

The Shifang Yutian array was properly arranged, and everyone was ready for battle, waiting only for the floods to come.

Standing in the void, the consciousness is scattered, and no human trace is seen. I hope that at this time people in the Western Regions have left, and all that can be done is this.

call!

Take a deep breath and look up at the sky. The sky is high, the wind is light and the clouds are light.

A month later, dark clouds came from afar, accompanied by powerful coercion, and the familiar atmosphere came from the mixed son.

"finally come!"

Fang Bai's eyes shone sharply, extremely firm, looking towards the distant horizon.

"Get ready!"

The low voices spread out, and everyone behind them was lightly shaken, and the battle was finally coming.

This is the most dangerous battle. The battle that is related to life and death. The battle that is related to the savage future can only be defeated.

Three streams of light emerged from the distant sky, blinking in a blink of an eye, stopping dozens of miles away, the eyes of arrogant contempt swept away, and the expression of disdain was overflowing with words.

"I thought how capable the Zunzi was. It was all these wastes?" The man in the blue robe said with a smile, extremely arrogant.

"A minion also dares to let go of his words, and let your master come out!" Fang Baidanmo said, this person is very strong, and the saint is eight-fold cultivation, even more powerful than Baixi.

However, Fang Bai has always felt that the true strong may not be looking at cultivation, but more importantly, have a strong heart.

Without a strong person's heart, no matter how high cultivation is, it is a waste. At most, it can bully some people who are far below him.

This man's cultivation is indeed very strong, but he chose faith and became a believer in Huang Tiannan. It is undoubtedly a self-defeating future and a path to becoming a god.

A saint who has no ambition to become a **** can be called a strong one?

Fang Bai disdains!

"court death!"

The man in the blue robe immediately felt that he was being humiliated and humiliated by a barbarous man, it was a shame!

The spread of murderous intentions spread out, as if the Pentium River was rushing away. When it rushed to Fang Bai's body, it suddenly disappeared.

"Ok?"

The man in the blue robe flashed a different color in his eyes, and instantly came to his senses, and he could kill Baixi, proving that these people were not so simple.

Fortunately at this time, distant streamers flew in and stopped dozens of miles away.

"Interesting." Fang Bai laughed secretly in his heart. It seems that the people who came from the flood were not iron slabs, and there were grievances in people's places. This sentence is true.

Examining it again, Feng Lixi is right, there are 102 sages in the late period of the eight saints, the middle period of the thirty-seven saints, and the early period of the fifty-seven saints!

The lineup is strong. A veteran robe veteran stepped out and he was faintly dominated by Han Di.

The seven people around him were all late saints, but they were not so harmonious with each other, which made Fang Bai see a glimmer of hope.

The sharp eyes crossed the sky and landed on Fang Bai. There was a hint of curiosity in Han Di's eyes, "Is it you?"

"Ok!"

Fang Bai nodded faintly, he knew exactly what Han Di asked, and came to Lian Tianding, naturally he asked Lian Tianding.

"Not bad!"

Han Di applauded gently and said with a smile: "Bai Xi died in your hands, it is not unjust to die! But now, unlike in the past, the old man thinks that you should have other plans, and you must not mistake yourself."

"Oh?" Fang Bai smiled. "I don't understand!"

Hahahaha!

Han Di laughed: "You know, but you just do n’t want to admit it. Young people are a little arrogant. It ’s strange that young people like you are not arrogant."

"However, it is necessary to pay attention to everything, see the essence, and to be proud. It takes a price. Some costs are a lesson, and some costs are life."

young people?

It's been a long time since people have called it like this. Time flies, and time has no time to practice. Fang Bai is not sure how old he is, but he can be sure that the title of this life and young people has no fate.

However, compared to Han Di, I do not know the old monster who has lived for thousands of years, the young man can stand the sound.

"I still do not get it!"

Fang Bai shook his head with a smile, but how could he really not understand it? Han Di's meaning could not be better understood, whether it be Zhao'an or advising to surrender, anyway, it has one meaning, show strength, and let Fang Bai submit.

If you think about it, in addition to being more powerful, the deity is not much different from a saint in essence, and someone needs to run for him.

The 102 people in front of me should be the full power of Huang Tiannan. It is undeniable that the strength is very strong, but that is relative. To put it bluntly, this is actually the case.

Give the War God Temple more than a hundred years of time, the strength will not be worse than them.

Emperor Tiannan's strength demonstrated by the War God Temple is also very difficult to stay attentive. If it can be conquered, it is undoubtedly a very good choice.

Besides, Huang Tiannan wanted Qingmu Ding, not blood.

"Ok?"

Han Di was very dissatisfied, frowning lightly, not minding that Fang Bai was arrogant and rude to himself, but definitely not to the adults, that was the spirit in them, the sustenance of life, the hope of life, the source of strength!

"It seems that you don't understand, but you have to kill yourself." Han Di said indifferently, the intention of killing spread slowly, I do not know whether to start immediately or threaten.

Fang Bai smiled, glanced at the people who came from Honghuang, and his strength was too strong to go out of the temple of war. Some people in the crowd behind were scared. This was a battle of disparity of strength.

Fear, human instinct, and reason, saints are no exception, not surprising.

And what he has to do is to eliminate the fear in everyone's heart!

Hahahaha!

Fang Bai suddenly burst out laughing, Han Di's face was full of doubts, and I didn't know what was funny. Even the people in the battle hall were confused and wondering what he was going to do.

"It has been heard for a long time that the so-called believers are just a group of slaves who are greedy for life and fear of death. Seeing today, it is not surprising, it is really eye-opening and insightful!"

"court death!"

Han Di's face became extremely cold in an instant, and the surrounding floods and scourges came with all kinds of killings. Which one was not a believer? Don't look at the majesty of the gods and fly high in the weekdays. In fact, many people look down on believers from the bottom of their hearts.

Of course, believers will not feel anything wrong, let alone feel ashamed, but they can't hear the word slaves, and they live by God's people.

They think that this is not only a shame on them, but also a blasphemy and a shame on the gods.

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Han Di coldly said, "I wanted to give you the glory of God and honor you with the service of the gods. Who would expect you to not only cherish it, but also dare to speak wildly and desecrate the gods!"

"Today, my husband gave you a death in the name of God!"

With that said, his expression became extremely solemn, and he glanced across the people in the Temple of War, slowly saying, "People who have strayed, now it is too late to repent. Once you desecrate the gods, no one can save your life. You can only use it. Blood is washing away the sins deep in your souls, and look forward to awakening in the next life! "

"This ... lunatic!"

Fang Bai shook his head and smiled slightly. He did not expect to see this strange scene in front of him. The strange look glanced away. The smile on the corner of Fang Bai's mouth gradually solidified, because he saw the face of Han Di and everyone, and found that it was not funny. thing.

The lunatic may be ridiculous. If this lunatic is a saint, can you still laugh?

Would it still be ridiculous if one hundred and two saints suddenly became crazy?

No one can laugh out because it is a very dangerous thing.

At this moment, Fang Bai couldn't laugh, and suddenly found that it was a stupid thing to provoke these people, but now it's too late!

"Get ready, die!"

Han Di's voice was indifferent and cold, as if he was declaring a thing and telling Fang Bai the answer, that's it!