Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Feng Hai’s glimpse, did not expect Ling Han to admit.

He snorted and said: "This matter involves the honor of the teacher, but you are so hippie and smiling, there is no dignity in the end, I will report to the two brothers!"

He didn't believe that Ling Han was the thief of the monk, because it didn't have a little bit of benefit for Ling Han.

Ling Han touched his chin and smiled: "Why didn't anyone believe when I said the truth? Well, how is this?"

He showed his true colors.

"You, you, you," Feng Haijun looked very moving, "You are the human race!"

A lot of Tianzun teamed up with Ling Han, but this was a sensation of the entire foreign land, and they were allowed to dig three feet to find, but they could not find Ling Han. But who can think of this guy is very high-profile, actually mixed into the Tianzun door.

"Hello big courage!" Feng Haiyan shouted, this time he believes that Ling Han is the thief of the monk.

"Great?" Ling Han smiled, and his body shape has already killed the past.

Hum, he swung out with a punch, like a mountain collapse.

Feng Haijun can hardly pick up. At the beginning, he was not an opponent of Ling Han. Now Ling Han goes further, and he is naturally not an opponent.

He quickly screamed and shouted, sending out a signal for help.

Ling Han's double fists opened and closed, it is already to open the anger fist, the physical flow of horror, there is something beyond the rules in the power, although it is only so small, but enough to make his destructive power to the next level.

It’s just a few tricks. Feng Haiyu is already in jeopardy and has to burn blood. Otherwise, he may die at any time.

He was shocked, angry and scared. This is Tianshan Mountain. A Tianzun dojo is savage by a small ethnic group. Even if it is going to be ruined, it will be a shame forever. .

Hey, someone has already flew in, it’s the four wild clouds.

He could not help but be shocked when he saw that Feng Haijun was fighting with Ling Han.

How can there be a human race here?

Is it a former slave?

This is not impossible. Although his memory is wonderful, do you need to remember the appearance of the low-lying slaves?

"Not helping!" Feng Haiyan shouted, his wings have shrunk, just a few minutes, but he is a few decades old, the original clear as jade on the forehead also appeared a wrinkle.

Although the competition is always a competitive relationship, but now it is the invasion of foreign enemies, but the four wild clouds do not dare not to shoot, otherwise the hat will be too big afterwards.

"Who is he?" Four wild clouds joined the battle group and wondered how there would be a strong and unspeakable Terran.

"Big!" Fenghai gnawed his teeth.

"What!" Four wild clouds scared a big jump, this guy is really daring, a tribe in the district actually dared to run to a heavenly dojo to be an apprentice.

What is more crucial, he actually lied to a Tianzun, although it is only a god.

"What, this **** is tyrant?" A strong man arrived, this time is blood, he looked at Ling Han, murderous in his eyes.

He finally understood why Ling Han hit his face several times for no reason. It turned out that the other party was a human race, and naturally he could not get used to eating his compatriots.

"Ha ha ha ha!" He suddenly laughed and was full of cruelty. This is good. He can take revenge quickly. "I want to eat your brain!"

"This son is called Ling Han, who is the one who wants to be wanted overnight!" Purple frost appeared, his eyes swept over the cold, full of surprise.

She originally wanted to form an alliance with Ling Han. Now it is natural to see that Ling Han’s face is naturally shocking.

As soon as this was said, the four wild clouds and the blood are all wrinkled. I didn’t expect Ling Han to be so fierce, so that several Tianzuns are remembered.

"Take him and cleanse the shame of our constant blood!" The blood brother screamed and joined the battle group.

Ling Han show Yan Yixiao, but his eyes are stunned, said: "Any one is coming to die?"

"District people!" Blood Ge sneer, he broke the unique power of this family, infinite blood, open rules, dark rules spread, full of **** killings.

"The Promise Clouds!" Four wild clouds also shouted loudly and launched a big outbreak.

Feng Haiyan has no way to break out. He even burns the blood, and he has already reached the point where the oil is running out.

Ling cold smile, right hand, a magical sword sacrifice, brush brush, cold light.

He is too strong now, and the gods such as the fairy sword are naturally invincible.

Hey, the blood is the first to suffer, and the fairy sword is the second.

This is because Ling Han is eyeing him and regards him as the first object to be destroyed.

The blood screams, he tries to put the two bodies together, but how the tyrannical sword is overbearing, even if the broken body is pulled together is useless, it can not be integrated.

Not only that, he is constantly losing blood.

This bloodshed is not the death of Jiulian strong, but too much flow will make the power loss, and even the realm backwards.

Ling Han strong assault, to make up a few more swords, completely destroyed the bed bug.

"Dare!" The purple frost shouted and joined the battle. At this time, more people are coming, Huaijian, Xuxing, Jingzhongyue, etc., knowing that this Terran is a tyrant, naturally a big surprise. Naturally, I was even more surprised when I knew that he was the one who was wanted by Heaven.

Ling Han right hand sword left hand fist, the sword is swept in the middle, no one can match, and the angry fist is full of domineering, that is, the purple frost does not dare to straighten its front, need two or three people to join hands to block down.

"Kill!" In the middle of the month, the sword is joined the battle group, they are impossible to make the cold and fierce.

Finally, the Nahua ancestors appeared, and his eyes swept over, suddenly tearing in the sky, as if Tianyu would collapse.

The ancestral king is too strong, and is flush with the rules themselves. As long as you are using the rules, it is impossible to match the ancestors. This is the level of crushing.

"I still don't give me a hand!" Nahua Xianwang shot and grabbed the past toward Ling Han.

"Small tower!" Ling Han called in his heart, suddenly, an indescribable Wei Li burst in the body of Ling Han, then, the heavens and the earth immediately discolored, there are thunderclouds intensive, it seems to be reduced to no robbery.

This is because the black tower is in power, this is the power of the fairyland, and it is not allowed in this plane.

Hey!

When Ling Han directly pressed the palm of his hand, Nahua's ancestors were suddenly flattened. When he raised his palm, he saw that this powerful existence had become a vague flesh and blood.

This is a ancestral king!

Ling Han is not looking at it. The black tower has limited spare capacity. He must complete the work as soon as possible.

Hey, he didn't deliberately aim at it, but under the pressure of the crushing, the blood brother directly exploded, and the gods disappeared.

Under the black tower, Ling Han can have the strength of the quasi-tianzun, that is, most of the Jiuzhong Tianxian Wang are not the enemy of the ten, but not to mention the Jiulian area, but also suffered heavy losses.

Everyone was shocked. It was just a blink of an eye. There was a ancestral king and an emperor star who died in Ling Han’s hands, which made them simply unable to respond.

It is no wonder that Ling Han is wanted by Tian Zun together.