Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

The giant egg broke open and saw that one of them was holding his knees in his hands and smashed into a ball.

"I can't help it!" Ling Han said in his heart, the fairy magic sword stabbed, and directly did not enter the man's brain.

Tian Zun Bao Wei, that person is naturally a part of Li Wei.

There is no heaven and earth with sorrow, because this person has already taken the category of the fairy king and become a quasi-tianzun, and the heavens and the earth will have no sympathy for such a dying.

Before Ling Han went to the next giant egg, he brewed it like this.

His efficiency is too high, the magic sword is invincible, and these quasi-celestial respects are still in the process of strengthening, there is no resistance at all.

Don't look at tens of thousands of quasi-tianzuns here, but how long does it take to go through the strength of Ling Han?

Hey, the giant eggs are broken, the blood is infiltrated, and it is turned into a Shura field.

The key point is that Ling Han has also applied time to himself, and the degree is naturally even more alarming.

As soon as an hour is over, the giant egg here is almost broken.

"You, what are you doing!" The sound of the wrath of the ridiculous month sounded like a bang, and a ray of light came over.

Ling Han did not hide, the right hand continued to stab the fairy magic sword, hehe, another quasi-tianzun was killed by him silently, and he returned a punch, hehe, the light that came over was suddenly broken.

"It's you!" The moon saw the true face of Ling Han, and the anger was even more blazing.

Originally, he had already completed the task, but because he was escaped from the Xianwang cemetery by Ling Han, he had to transfer those kings in a large area, which made the process of upgrading these kings interrupted.

Fortunately, because of the preparation, there is no way to continue. In the past few years, most of the kings have already entered the position of the righteous.

Seeing that he is going to be successful, Ling Han is coming again.

This time, the damage he caused was irreversible. Look at the eggs. How many of them are still intact?

Up to a hundred!

Damn, it’s too odious, how much effort did he pay for this day, and how much energy did the frenzy pay? It was now destroyed by a little fairy king.

When the wild moon was angry, he wanted to shoot, but suddenly thought of the overbearing of Ling Han’s punch, he could not help but press the impulse.

I haven't seen it for thousands of years. This young man who was not worth mentioning in his eyes has grown to the point where he can only look up. It is easy to smash his attack with a punch, too powerful.

His mind was moved, and he made a sudden decision.

This whistle is extremely sharp, hehe, a bite of the giant egg actually broke.

It wasn't his whistle that shattered, but after hearing this kind of volatility, the quasi-tianzun inside was awake.

Such an interruption will completely stop their evolution, and there will be no room for improvement in the future, but if these people are not awakened, they will only be killed by Ling Han.

"Give me a kill!" The moon is a cold.

Suddenly, those quasi-days are not eyeing the cold, hehe, they ejected their bodies and killed them.

Ling Han just glanced at it and put the number of these gods in his eyes.

One hundred and two.

If there are only ten, then Ling Han will be attacked with injuries and will be attacked. The magic sword can at least half of it, can it be more than one hundred? He shook his head in his heart, that was all right.

When a sword goes down, he can kill a few quasi-thousands, but a hundred-way attack hits him, ensuring that even his body is immediately blasted.

It is possible for a hundred-year-old Jiuzhong Tianxian Wang to kill Zhunzun, what about a hundred quasi-tianzun?

Maybe even the true Tianzun can get rid of it.

Ling cold retreat.

Hey, these quasi-tianzuns have received orders, and they have faithfully carried them out, and they are not chasing the cold.

"Kill him, he must kill him!" The ridiculous moon is ruined, and if he can't kill Ling Han, how can he tell him?

Now that the plan is definitely destroyed, a hundred quasi-tianzuns can indeed cause some damage, but where can it compare with tens of thousands?

Killing the cold, can only be regarded as a small bit of hatred.

Ling Han rushed, this space is very large, can let more than a hundred quasi-days to complete the attack, it is too much to fight here.

He ran, and Zhun Zun was chasing.

This mountain is surprisingly large, like a plain. After running for a while, I finally saw the end. There is a canyon here, but the top of the mountain is also a black mountain with a lava, like a spider web.

In this valley, seven people were bombarding.

Don't think about it, Ling Han knows that these people are the quasi-thoughts here, because they are all naked.

Ah Mu, they are all in the valley!

This scene naturally in the memory image that Du eleven gave him, Ling Han shouted and smashed toward the valley.

Behind him, hundreds of people are eager to catch up.

Inducted into the cold, the quasi-thousands who besieged the valley turned around and slammed toward him.

Ling Han's figure is swaying, there is no hard block, so as not to be caught up by more accurate people in the back.

Just in time, there was also a violent attack in the valley, so Ling Han easily rushed in.

Perhaps, these quasi-tianzuns don't care who they go in. What's important is that they can't live out.

boom!

More quasi-tianzun is shooting in madness, and the canyon is to be demolished.

Fortunately, although the mountain stone can't stand the violence of the quasi-tianzun, they seem to have life, and they will grow up soon, and the recovery is extremely fast.

It is precisely because of this that Amu has been shackled by this risk for many years.

"Ling cold!"

When I saw that the people who rushed in were actually cold, Ah Mu and the moon were not exclaimed. This is too unexpected.

"How are you." Ling Hanhe laughed and waved and said hello.

"Now is not the time to let you tell the old!" Someone said, he has a gourd in his hand, and spits out green light. This light is very powerful, and even the attack of the quasi-tianzun can be blocked.

Ah Mu and the waning moon came back to the soul and quickly joined the team that resisted the invasion of Zhunzeng.

Ling Han looked down, here with his words, there are eight people, only one woman, from the memory of Du eleven can know that her name is Liu Ziyan.

These seven people are the nine kings of the peaks, the evolutionary index is not eleven or twelve, here is the opportunity to break through the quasi-tianzun, otherwise even if there is a treasure of heavenly level can not hold on for so long.

It is a pity that the treasures in their hands are not treasures of the heavens. After they are exhausted, they will be overwhelmed by the power of the quasi-tianzun.

"Look at what, don't hurry up?" One person yelled, if they didn't come to help Ling Han come in, they wouldn't have put in a big move, making them very difficult now.

This person is called Zhu Ba.

Ling Hanhe smiled: "You should be polite to the savior."

Savior?

Zhu Ba is going crazy, Ling Han comes over, but also brought hundreds of quasi-tianzun, so that their pressure has suddenly turned several times, this countless savior?

Ah Mu is a move in his heart: "You met Du eleven?"

(End of this chapter)