Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

"It's really a demon tree!" Ling Han said.

The Queen nodded, she is proud of being true, but it should not be taken care of when it should be taken seriously.

The headless monsters once again came round, but they stopped at the 20 feet in front of Ling Han. It seems that this distance is the limit, they can't cross.

Ling Han haha ​​smiled, took the initiative to greet, and killed these monsters.

"I really thought you couldn't cure you?" He snorted, and the cracking ball was already blasting. "Give me a burst!"

boom!

When these monsters flew in, the cracking ball was already blown up, and the thunder was so hot that it was terrible.

Hey, the headless monsters are not blasted, and under the glare of thunder, there are several pieces that are directly smashed.

Ling Han's figure is quietly emerging. He just used his exile to hide himself in a different space, and escaped this violent attack. Even when he broke the light ball, he would be affected.

There are also seven headless monsters that have not yet been shredded, but the broken leg of the broken leg, the lack of arms and the lack of arms, the fighting power is also disabled.

He drove straight in and tried to kill the demon tree.

Brushing the brush, the remaining headless monsters rushed toward the cold, to block each other.

"Roll!" Ling Han screamed, Xuan Yin mother water power, instantly put all these monsters frozen, and then punched, oh, these monsters were all shocked into ice slag.

The face of the white magic tree full of trunks is writhing, as if in fear.

Hey, it opened the trunk again and spit out a corpse, but this time, all the corpses were old corpses, leaving only a complete shelf, without a trace of flesh and blood.

These cockroaches stare at Ling Han, obviously have no head, but they give people the feeling of staring, and the number is constantly increasing.

"Rely, do you have a demon tree, do you have a collection of corpses?" Ling Han only felt a cold, this white magic tree seems like a bottomless pit, spit out one after another.

For a while, there were hundreds of skeletons in the tree week, as if the soldiers were arching it.

The white demon tree gently raised the leafless branches, and suddenly the army launched a charge toward Ling Han.

Hey, when these squadrons approached the cold, they all stretched out their arms, and then a green liquid sprayed out of the palm of their hand. Several hundred scorpions shot together. This scene is still amazing.

Ling Han suddenly smelled a dizzy breath, his body was slightly soft, as if to slumber, soft limbs and weakness.

poison!

Ling Han was running for nine days, and he was bombarded. His body suddenly floated a fire shield. Suddenly, black impurities were burned out and turned into a light smoke.

In his heart, he ran a fire-fighting technique. Suddenly, the fire that was boiling around him was pulled by him, and the nine-day fire was used as a medium to condense into a ball of flame.

"Ten beasts!"

Ling Han runs another fairy, smashing, flaming, forming ten beasts.

Before that, he could only condense three beasts, because his source of power is limited, but here, the fire is too abundant, and he can be used for him, and it is easy to condense ten beasts.

Moreover, the absolute power of the levers, if not restricted by the realm of Ling Han itself, they will be able to break through the soul of this soul, but this is also the case, this is also the four peaks, or the king level.

Ten flame beasts are saved, and all of them are burning with flames. This is the fire of the place. Even the souls must fight against the facts. When it comes to this place, it is difficult to confront the fairyland. Borrow the blood dragon armor.

The white demon tree was only born and raised here, so it was not targeted by the violent fire. Under the active control of Ling Han, the ten beasts were out, and it was completely different.

Boom, bang, and bang, the ten beasts were violent, and they plunged their heads, and the flames burned, and these cockroaches turned into ashes.

The ten beasts are invincible, and they destroy all the soldiers.

The faces on the white demon tree are all exposed to the color of fear, and let Ling cold speechlessly, this demon tree is slowly diving down, as if to sneak a run.

"Running?" Ling Han snorted, opened nine days of fire, formed a giant net in the body, locked the sky.

This white magic tree opened up wisdom, and the IQ is not low. Knowing that there is no retreat, he has decisively abandoned the idea of ​​escape, but stared at the cold, the trunk opened again, and he spit out a lot of things.

But this time it is no longer a headless monster, but a face, a man and a woman, but each one is full of pain.

These faces floated in the air, fluttering toward Ling Han, and dripping around.

Suddenly, they all jetted black gas and turned into Tian Ge and the spear. They were all ruled and flashed.

Such an attack is terrible. The body of Ling Han is tyrannical. This is the best for direct force defense. If you encounter the power of rules, the effect will be worse.

Therefore, it is also a dusty situation, brute force can not kill him, but he can use the power of rules to refine him.

Such a blow is of course impossible to kill the cold, but it can cause him some minor troubles, at least it will feel pain.

Therefore, Ling Han does not want to eat hard, but will press one hand, and the years will start, and all will give me decay.

The power of time, the most powerful rule under the King of the Kings, is indeed arrogant, what Tian Ge, the spear of the war, immediately crashed when hitting it, Ling Han walked like a stroll, forced to the white magic tree, while walking, he side The fingers were swept, the swords were swept, and the faces were blown up and shattered and disappeared completely.

People have died, and the dust has returned to the dust.

The White Devils are doing the final struggle, opening the trunk and releasing an infinite suffocation.

This is a kind of strange tree, which is grown by absorbing various kinds of suffocating gas. In its body, such suffocating gas is more intense, and it is turned into a black scorpion shape, dancing with a huge sickle, toward Ling Chilled in the past.

The knife had not yet arrived, and Ling Han only felt that the skin had torn. He snorted and the source of the water was launched, and a punch was blown.

Hey, the whole demon tree is frozen.

Ling Han waved his hand and put the white magic tree into the black tower.

Get it and get it done.

"Hand over the white magic tree!" A cold voice sounded, and I saw a man swiftly swept from a distance, and looked very proud.

Ling Han turned his head and looked at it. This man looks very young, very good-looking and very strange.

"Why?" he asked faintly.

"Otherwise... you will die!" The young man's tone is cold, this is the secret, and the dead can't be normal anymore. Anyway, as long as the killing is done, it will naturally not leave behind.

Of course, like the immortal kings like Zihe Bingyun and Luo, even if they can kill them, no one dares to start. Otherwise, they will smash a big hole and find out who is the murderer. All the people are killed!

With the king of the king level reason? You are too stupid and naive.

But in this mysterious world, there are only two descendants of the Xianwang forces. Obviously, Ling Han is not.