Everyone could only watch, and no one dared to act rashly.

As long as Fang Han was willing, he could kill anyone at any time.

"Little junior sister's luck is so good." Xiaobao's three senior sisters were full of emotion in their hearts.

If Xiaobao didn't take the initiative to ask to protect Fang Han, then even if there was no fate between Xiaobao and Fang Han.

Even if that luck light group can fall directly into Xiaobao's arms, after Xiaobao swallows it, he will definitely die.

These people in front of them have already killed red-eyed, and an average of forty people can be strong enough to be a ball of luck and light, how can they let Xiaobao succeed as a junior saint king?

"I don't believe that Fang Han can be so powerful, let's all go together, as long as Fang Han is killed, then, we can grab the Qi Luck Light Ball." After all, there are still people who are not afraid of death.

At the head was a powerful Sage King, and there were seven or eight people behind him, and with his encouragement, three or four more people joined the team.

Every saint-king is filled with absolute confidence in himself.

They believed that no matter how strong Fang Han was, it would be impossible to compete with more than a dozen people at the same time.

"Kill—" More than a dozen people were as fast as meteors, and they rushed towards Fang Han's side at the same time.

"Draw the sword!"

A ray of light illuminated the entire Heavenly Palace, making people involuntarily close their eyes.

After the light, everything calmed down, and there were more than a dozen corpses on the ground.

Everyone was dumbfounded, they never thought that Fang Han was really so terrifying.

In fact, some people know it, and some people have tried it with their lives.

Fang Han didn't pay attention to these goods at all.

"All those who kill the Holy Land are coming to me." Fang Han spoke loudly.

The sound was not loud, but it could be heard in almost every corner of the Heavenly Palace.

Demon Yue, Mu Wu, Luo Feng, and the evil spirits, they all concentrated on Fang Han's side, even the Savage King.

"Boss!"

"Boss!" Mu Wu's eyes were full of excitement and anticipation.

There were so many clusters of luck that they all saw hope.

"Follow me." Fang Han spoke calmly.

Everyone followed behind Fang Han, and they walked not far away.

"You go absorb the Qi Luck Light Cluster!" Walking not far away, there was a qi luck light cluster in the void, and Fang Han casually pointed to an evil spirit.

The evil spirit was slightly stunned, and then there was a burst of ecstasy and rose into the air.

"Look for death!" At this time, there were still three or four masters snatching the Qi Luck Light Group, and when they saw this scene, they were furious.

"Poof!"

The Savage King's spear pierced directly through the opponent's body.

The other three masters were shocked.

"Kill—" Demon Moon and Luo Feng soared into the air at the same time.

"Boom—" With a loud bang, the two figures staggered down and fell, and as soon as they fell to the ground, there were already evil spirits rushing over, absorbing the energy in their bodies.

An evil spirit has successfully absorbed the Luck Light Cluster.

"Keep going." Fang Han was not satisfied, and continued to walk forward.

Wherever there was a competition for the Qi Luck Light Group, either these people took the initiative to give up, or they were directly killed by Fang Han.

In short, all of the Qi Luck Light Clusters were absorbed by the evil spirits.

In addition, Luo Feng was also quickly assigned to a Qi Luck Light Group, followed by Xiao Feng, Demon Moon, and Savage King.

It's all the way to kill, invincible.

The movement on the Killing Sacred Ground side quickly attracted the attention of the others.

The other holy lands almost adopted the same method as Fang Han and the others, uniting with each other to snatch the Qi Luck Light Regiment.

Of course, the only difference is that the killing of the sacred earth does not distinguish between each other, and anyone can absorb the Qi Luck Light Cluster.

As for the other holy places, they were often the strongest ones absorbing the Qi Luck Light Group, and the others came according to their strength.

The higher the strength, the higher the rank.

Everyone understands that although the Qi Luck Light Group says, it is not enough to distribute it.

Now, Fang Han and the others have absorbed a total of twelve Qi Luck Light Groups, and the remaining Kunlun Holy Land, Qingcheng Holy Land, Penglai Holy Land, Yingzhou Holy Land, Jinwu Holy Land, and the five holy lands are in a similar situation.

Each holy place accounted for six or seven Qi Luck Light Clusters.

It's just that everyone knows in their hearts that now is just the beginning.

As long as the Qi Luck Light Cluster is not fused, then it can only be said to be temporarily stored in someone else's body.

As for those casual cultivators and the like, some of them grabbed the Qi Luck Light Group.

It's a pity that in a short period of time, they were either killed by the people of the Holy Land, or they took the initiative to force out the Qi Luck Light Group.

Scattered cultivators who can occupy the Qi Luck Light Cluster alone are very rare.

"Fang Han, I advise you to obediently hand over the Qi Luck Light Regiment to avoid the annihilation of the entire army." As Fang Han guessed, the competition between the major holy lands had finally begun.

The Kunlun Holy Land is headed by Jian Chen, and they are united with the Qingcheng Holy Land, and the Qingcheng Holy Land is the Qingcheng Holy Son.

Whether it is a traitor or the Holy Son of Qingcheng, they are extremely terrifying masters.

The two masters, and there are more than a hundred saint kings behind them, and the masters of black pressure occupy an absolute advantage.

There were more than twenty people on Fang Han's side, and the number was very small.

"A total of thirteen Qi Luck Light Clusters, that's enough."

Fang Han glanced at Jian Chen and Qingcheng Holy Son, since the other party took the initiative to find the door, this would save a lot of trouble.

"Fang Han, you are really arrogant, since this is the case, I will fulfill you."

Jian Chen suddenly burst out with a sword, tearing apart the void, with a kind of domineering and a kind of fantasy.

This is the performance of Kenchen's kendo when it reaches an extreme.

Last time in the forbidden land, Jianchen was beheaded by Lu Yu, which made Jianchen feel very embarrassed.

Now, there is finally a chance to fight again, and Jian Chen wants to cut Fang Han with a thousand swords......

Jian Chen's sword was very fast, but he felt a stabbing pain in his chest, and his body trembled violently.

Jian Chen subconsciously looked down.

"How is that possible?" Jian Chen's eyes widened in surprise, and at some point, the heart had been cut open by a sword.

Without any suspense, Jian Chen was killed by Fang Han with a sword.

"How is that possible?" The pupils of the Qingcheng Holy Son next to him contracted sharply, he knew that Fang Han was very strong, but he never thought that it could be so strong.

"Kill!"

The Savage King didn't give the Holy Son of Qingcheng any chance at all, and the spear was thrown, shattering the void.

"Damn—"

The spear almost pierced the body of the Holy Son of Qingcheng.

The Holy Son of Qingcheng successfully dodged, but the spear reappeared.

The Holy Son of Qingcheng was completely suppressed by the Savage King and had no power to resist.

"Tear-" The sword light flashed, and several masters in Qingcheng were killed in an instant.

"All the people who get the Qi Luck Light Group will force the Qi Luck Light Group out of the body, otherwise, there will be no mercy!" Fang Han's long sword was in the air, very domineering.

Who dares to move?

No one dared to act rashly, mainly because Fang Han was too strong.

Many people felt that facing Fang Han was even more terrifying than facing a great sage.

Fang Han knew better than anyone else in his heart that the group of Saint Kings in front of him had experienced too few battles, just like flowers in a greenhouse, vulnerable!