Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

It is a pity that in the presence of a great saint, Xiao Sheng is strong again, and that is only a small holy.

Hu Yingmu was not given the blood of the Holy King, which is also a huge consumption for the Holy King, which will hurt the origin. But he is a saint, and there is also a treasure chest, even the attack of the great saint can be resolved, when he wants to come, it is enough to cross the realm of the gods.

However, he met a "two scorpions", knowing how amazing his background is, but still holding him.

Why bother?

Hu Yingmu made a full effort to break through, but in the face of the current cold, this is simply impossible. As soon as he rushed, he was photographed back by a giant hand, just making himself dizzy.

All the students are scalp numb, this is to kill the holy!

The sage is high above, and even a strong man like Xingsha Dasheng will not easily suppress other little saints, because the saints are similar in speed. If one party wants to escape, the other party can only chase after vain.

It is different now. Whoever makes Hu Yingmu take the initiative to take it is equal to self-investment, so that he can run, and there is still heaven?

Doesn't it mean that any little saint can come here to sprinkle a wilderness, but can the star sand saint only sit and watch?

just kidding.

Therefore, at least for hundreds of millions of years, I have never heard of a saint being slaughtered. There is an old man who died, but none of them died.

But now, this is exciting to be staged!

Tu Sheng, and the people of Tu Sheng are actually a Ganges River!

day!

Hu Yingmu is crazy. He does not hesitate to burn his own source. Otherwise, he will definitely die. At this point, he will not fight. But how can the little holy burn the source, or can not match the great holy power.

"Ah!" He screamed and was torn off his arm.

"Enlighten!" He was stuffy and had a big hole in his chest.

"Hey!" He frowned, his hand on his back, and his heart was broken.

But the saint's vitality is really tenacious, so he can still fight, and even the combat power is not affected much. To reach such a height, it is important to use the rules of the heavens and the earth. As long as his spirit is immortal, the combat power can be said to remain at its peak.

However, the soul is built on the **, without the meat shell, the soul is also the root of the ping, so as long as Hu Yingmu's body is broken, his soul will be exposed, it will be simple to kill.

But at this moment, the momentum of Ling Han suddenly fell.

Hu Yingmu was a glimpse first, then he was overjoyed, and the sacred blood of Ling Han was exhausted.

As long as he persists for a while, he will be able to survive the storm.

"Ha ha ha ha!" He laughed wildly. "The Ganges River in the district also wants to kill the Holy Spirit. You think it is so beautiful!"

This is the saint, even if Ling Han has a drop of the Holy King blood can not kill a saint, it is too difficult to kill.

"Is it?" Ling Xiaoxiao smiled and sacrificed the fairy sword, hehe, inserted into Hu Yingmu's body.

"What you can rely on is just a drop of the King's blood. As long as the Holy Blood is exhausted, you are not even fart in front of this seat!" Hu Yingmu smirked. "The ants are only ants, they are covered with robes or waste!" You see!"

He was horrified and horrified, and a terrible suffocating boiled in the body, instantly destroying his vitality.

How could this be?

He is always in a hurry, even if he abandons this body, he can at least save his life, as long as the spirit is still there, he will be able to make a comeback.

But, late!

The fairy magic sword was cast by Xianjin, and was stabbed into the body by such a murderer, especially the vital parts. It must be a dead end.

Hu Yingmu’s soul is indeed out of the way, but he’s already smothered with him, constantly eroding his spirit, making his spirits like weathering, and instantly decaying.

"No" his spirit is screaming, echoing in the sea of ​​everyone's knowledge.

This is only a moment, and the spirit of Hu Yingmu has vanished and disappeared completely.

A saint, disappeared.

Hey, the thunder was heard in the sky, **** rain fell, and a saint fell, causing Scorpio. The saint represents the heavens and the earth in a certain sense, the saints die, and the heavens and the earth are sad.

Everyone is stunned, really sacred, and what can never happen is really happening.

day!

This is definitely the biggest miracle in history. The Ganges is a sacred place, and it is not the constant state of the Ganges. That is the theory that may be slaughtered.

After a fragrant time, the blood rain stopped, the dark clouds dissipated, the thunder stopped, and everything returned to normal.

Ling Han turned back and the light on his body was already weak, but everyone’s eyes were still full of awe.

"Come with this seat." Xingsha Dasheng stretched out a hand and brought Ling Han back to the ancient court. Even the nine little saints were not called.

Zhu Xiuer was shocked and hated. Ling Han could actually kill the saint. This naturally scared her, but Xingsha Dasheng still completely ignored her "encounter" and made her very angry. But your wife, your son's mother!

Ling Han and Xingsha Dasheng talked for nearly a day, and then he returned. He immediately called two women and was ready to leave the wooden figure star.

On this day, he consulted a lot about Xingsha Dasheng, especially regarding the promotion. After learning that he entered the holy king, the strong has such ability, but it is very vague. Only the saint who specializes in this aspect can be honest. The point.

Unfortunately, the ancestor of the Eight Stones forbidden land should be such a holy king.

Hu Yingmu fell, not a few days, the ancestor will kill, so Ling Han must leave, and the Xingsha martial arts will do the same, all night.

Not only the Quartet can't wait, even the nearby stars are not, the Holy King's derivation is not omnipotent, the closer the distance is, the more accurate it is, and the more it is blurred.

If you have to leave immediately, the saint can tear the space and walk faster than the cloud shuttle. It is too late to leave.

Ling Han consulted the opinions of Yu Huang and others. They all said that they would stay. The king here is like a cloud. Competing with these kings can make their cultivation faster.

Ling Han left a large number of reincarnation leaves, and there are many top soldiers, holy materials, for the rain and other people to choose, he has done what he can do to the ultimate, everyone has a top-level exercises, top materials, There are also resources for the training of the martial arts. If this is not the case, the cold will have nothing to say.

After doing all this, Ling Han took the Queen and Tianfeng Goddess on the road, now every second counts.

On the fourth day of Ling Han’s departure, a golden boulevard suddenly fell from the sky and fell to the wooden figure star. Then, the horrible Holy Spirit moved, so that everyone trembled from the depths of the heart.

"Don't come out to see this seat?" A voice sounded, an old man appeared, Shengwei rolling, like the master of nine days and ten places. To be continued