Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

The cyan sword is transparent like glass, and a simple symbol is faintly radiant, and it has a terrible momentum to break the world.

Ling Han suddenly gave birth to a strong warning, only to feel that if he was caught in this sword, it was cut in the hand, broken, cut on the foot, broken, cut on the neck, then hung up.

He didn't dare to pick it up, his feet were connected, his flashing light was coming, his body was dying, and there was lightning.

But he retired quickly, and the unknown pursuit was not slow. The cyan sword was waving, and a terrible sword was drawn. The brush was brushed, the space was cut and broken, and the whine was heard. It seemed to collapse. .

This sword... is too extraordinary.

"This is a broken sword." Ji Wuming said faintly, "I used to sculpt the fairy when I stepped into the fairy king, and I fought for many years. However, when I stepped into the Nine Kings, I buried the broken sword. ""

"In order to smash your body, I deliberately take out the broken sword and you can feel glory."

Fairy!

Ling Han’s heart is stunned. It’s no wonder that he’s born to be incapable of letting this sword touch it. It turned out to be a fairy.

Fortunately, no name can be used to evoke the power of the sword, otherwise the fairy will erupt, not to mention that Ling Han is only a small soul, that is, the power of the Shengyuan is only a part of the death of a sword.

In the hands of the unknown, the fairy is also a sharp weapon that is incomparable and invincible. It cannot be called a fairy in the true sense.

Of course, if it can be unscrupulously launched, Ling Han has a treasure of heaven, if the Three Realms Tower is in power, I am afraid that Xian Wang can only scream for help.

Is that the case?

"Yes, if I am arrogant, it is the Nine Emperor King is not an enemy!" The small tower said proudly, but the next sentence made Ling Han disappointed. "However, I will not heal the wounds, and I will not let Several old monsters found that they can only rely on yourself."

By your sister!

Ling Han shook his head, and the small tower was too unreliable.

He constantly evades, and occasionally slams heavy punches and gives him no name pressure, but their current strength is actually quite close, only the real close combat has power.

Therefore, Ling Han’s so loud punch can only slightly prevent the nameless, but it is completely impossible to change the situation he is beating.

How to match the broken sword?

Ling Han thought in his heart, using the fairy magic sword to block?

No!

He immediately shook his head, and the fairy magic sword is still only equivalent to the four-star quasi-scented instrument. In the face of the real fairy sword, it is definitely a broken piece.

How to block?

The source of the big collision?

Ling Han still shakes his head. To deal with the strongest opponent like Jiu Ming, you must pull the distance between the two sides close enough. The enlargement can only cause the expected effect, otherwise it will only cause mild injury.

"You are very extraordinary. If you put it in a million years ago, I should accept you as a disciple, cultivate it carefully, and put all your hopes on you." Ji Wuming, the sword, and the white clothes fluttering, the style is moving.

"Unfortunately, I am not me at the time!"

Ji Wuming pinched a sword, suddenly the sword was like a wave, the sword was like a wave, and went to the cold and mad.

Don't look at it, but it's a squad, and every one is terrible.

噗, 噗, 噗, these swords are too dense, how can Linghan not completely escape, suddenly the hands, feet, lower abdomen are hit, the blood of the sputum flows out.

He couldn’t help but stunned. This was the result of his active operation and the improvement of the defense. Otherwise, these swords would make him smashed.

The fairy is a fairy, even if it is in a state of sleep, but the flow of just a little bit of breath is terrible.

It is no wonder that the king of the king is on the top, that is, the source of the source can only worship, it is too strong.

"Now, you can die!" Ji Wuming said, he was expressionless, to kill Ling Han this super Tianjiao.

Brush, a sword smashed over, like a eternal mountain that propped up the heavens and the earth, to destroy everything.

Ling Han roared, suddenly kicked a fist, and slammed into the broken sword.

The nameless eye is condensed, is this kid crazy? Is it necessary to use the flesh and blood to harden the fairy? Do you think you are a fairy king?

Hey!

The broken sword went to Ling Han's fist, but it burst into a glory that could brighten the human eye. I saw a symbol born, from the size of the palm to the overwhelming, and mobilized hundreds of millions of miles.

The sword was blocked.

what!

It is the namelessness that reveals the color of surprise. He never believes that Ling Han can beat the sword with flesh and blood, but the truth is the opposite.

Can he not believe his eyes?

"Well?" Ji Ming's gaze condensed on a black ring worn by Ling Hanzhong. It was unpretentious, and there was a sword, and the sword of the sword could be smashed on this ring. Stopped.

Actually blocked the benefits of the fairy soldiers?

This must also be a fairy, not a fairy, but also a fairy, otherwise it is impossible.

"It’s really a small smack!" Ji Wuming took back the sword and his eyes burned. "You guys... there is air!"

Ling Han is also a wild jump, he knows that the black ring is extraordinary, even the fairy sword can not be swallowed, it is probably Xianjin, but that is only his speculation, and even if it is Xianjin, that thing is too small, can not protect It is also a problem to live with his fist.

But he does not admit defeat, unwilling to be suppressed by the nameless, and finally take a risk.

The effect is unexpectedly good.

"Are you red-eyed?" Ling Han licked his fist and fought, and now is the time when the battle really begins.

No name is faint smile: "I don't need jealousy, just kill you, everything is mine."

"It’s bragging again!" Ling Han shook his head. "No name, we are the first few confrontations? How many times have you said to kill me? As a result, I am not still here."

"This time...I am killing you!"

He shouted, took the initiative to take a shot, banged, smashed, infinite swords, and he used the sword.

"Districts distinguish the soul!" Ji said indiscriminately, the right hand is holding the sword and dancing, the left hand is pressed out, the palm becomes dark, as if there are numerous spaces, so that the air is layered.

Hum, he pushed the palm of his hand, this piece of darkness opened up, forming a terrible impact.

Ling Han is a boring chest, almost shut off.

A terrible blow, this nickname is really too strong, it is a fairy law, and it is still a high-end fairy law.

He used to be the King of the Nine Kingdoms in the past, and he did not know how many epochs he had stayed at at this level. The mastery of the mastery must be scary.

Ling Han does not destroy the classics, and there is a avenue symbol in the whole body. He is screaming and waving his fists constantly.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

With the rapid improvement of the strength of Ling Han, the two have reached a level of normality in the conventional combat power, but there are too many fairy tales in the possession of no name, and the use of rules is more subtle, as long as the cold If you don't pay attention, you may be beaten.

"Come on!" Ling Han was the first to make trouble, his body shape shook, and he called out the soul of the nine days.

The nine-day fire-divided soul also shouted, and the sword of the immortal, joined forces with Ling Han, and attacked the past with no name.