Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

"Five Gravity!" Ji Yuanlong's eyes flashed, and the eyes were all coming out.

Just now Sima Rong used four gravity, which has already shocked the glasses of the place. Now, I have run out of a person who can use five gravity?

Thirty-year-old twelve-pulse and five-gravity, the two are added together, and the impact force is too great.

The key point is that such a guy who seems to be a enchanting person in Sun Jianfang and others is now only one of the men of Xuanyi beauty, which is undoubtedly more unacceptable.

They can only hold their luck, and hope that this man will surrender to the skirt of the Xuanyi woman just because of the greed of beauty, otherwise... people can't believe it.

Cao Cong struggled to meet, but the original strength of the two sides is similar, but one can only play three gravity, the other is five gravity, the gap is naturally great.

To make an inappropriate analogy, this is equivalent to five people playing three people. Each person's strength is similar. Who wins and who wins?

Cao Cong soon fell to the bottom of the wind, under the pressure of the opponent's five gravity, let him support hard, there is no power to fight back.

Of course, he is not an opportunity to make a comeback, because under the five gravity, the other party's power consumption must be far greater than him, then as long as the strength of the other side is exhausted, he can easily win.

The problem is that he can't hold it for so long.

The opponent's attack continued, as if the mercury was leaking, and after a wave, he felt that it might collapse at any time.

"Cao brother, I will help you!" Meng Ruining screamed and joined the battle group.

They met at the beginning of the dramatic changes in heaven and earth. Later, although they have created their own forces, they are not far apart, and there will be some movement between them. If a powerful monster is launched, the beast will be launched, and more will be watched. .

Therefore, now there is a strange force, and it is clear that when you step on them, you naturally need to be enemies.

"Wang Feng, you are on." Xuanyi said a faint woman.

"Yes, the flag owner!" Behind her, another man came out and greeted Meng Ruining.

Hey, one handed over, everyone was upset again.

This man, who seems to be only in his thirties, is a top-level king of twelve veins. Moreover, he also mastered five gravity, and a fist punched, almost one face-to-face, Meng Ruining completely fell. Downwind.

This makes the Ji Yuanlong, Laojiao and other people who want to go forward stop. The nine people behind this woman are all strong in the 12 veins. Can they all play five gravity?

This lineup is terrible enough to sweep any force.

"Don't gossip about it." Xuanyi said with a faint sigh of relief, and saw a handful of pickpockets on the ship, aiming at the people.

Being confronted by this, everyone did not have a strong chill, but even more puzzled.

You must know that if you reach the twelve veins, the reaction is extremely sharp, that is, the hot weapon is also fearless, because the bullet can fly the bullet.

Can be targeted by this cockroach, these strong people are born more than the gun is facing more uncomfortable.

No one dares to move, it is the old poison is also honest, he originally wanted to go to the wind to poison.

No one helped, Cao Cong was quickly defeated, and the man pressed his hand and made him flushed, and the blood spit out.

He is the master of a city. He is holding thousands of people under his hand. He is standing at the peak of the martial arts today. Now he is slap on the ground by the same-order powerhouse. What makes him feel good?

After the man took Cao Cong’s thirty-slap slaps, he immediately retired and stood behind the woman in Xuanyi, like a servant.

On the other hand, after Wang Feng’s palm retreats Meng Ruining, he also retreated. He just stopped Meng Ruining from helping.

Cao Cong spit blood repeatedly, this is not being hit hard, but being mad.

The woman of Xuanyi looked at Sima Rong and waved her hand and said, "Get up."

"Xie Qizhu!" Sima Rong stood up. Although he had been stunned for so long, there was no dissatisfaction on his face.

Everyone is curious and shocked. What kind of identity does this woman have? It can be used to make so many twelve-pulse kings, and it can make Sima Rong even the king's dignity unnecessary.

"I am even Xuerong, Xuanbei Guohu, the city of Xuanqing flag flag." This Xuanyi woman said, "This time south, is to integrate Seoul into the rule of my Xuanbei country."

Ok?

Sun Jianfang and others are sneer, they are all one of the overlords, how can they tolerate people living under the people?

Besides, this is not the case of the Xuanbei country, but the Huyu City under the rule, not even the city owner personally, but only a flag owner.

Oh, this is too small to watch them?

Even Xue Rong's eyes swept: "Don't think that it is an embarrassing thing to return to my Xuanbei national rule. If you don't have the heart of the world, such a wild land, who wants to set foot?"

This said, it is really uncomfortable for people to surrender and surrender.

"Give you ten minutes to consider the time." Even Xue Rong waved his hand and looked at Sima Rong. "What good seedlings can you find?"

Sima Rong’s eyes were immediately swept away to Ling Han, but he quickly took it back and said: “Back to the flag, the wild land, it is difficult to have outstanding people.”

Even Xue Rong slowly nodded, here is too remote, the martial arts is still in the bud, the 12 veins can actually open the sect, it is a big joke.

It’s no surprise that there are no outstanding talents.

The dialogue between the two was not high, so Sun Jianfang and others did not hear it. They only thought that Sima Rong was playing a small report.

It is no wonder that this person can break through the ten veins when he is twenty-five and five years old. If you look at people, the people who are sent out are the kings of the twelve veins, and they are only in their thirties.

In the end, what is the ancient inheritance of this Xuanbei country, is there a special way to make people march into the ten veins or even higher?

"The flag bearer, there is a voxel under the waterhole, but it is specially dedicated to you," said Sima Rong.

"Fu Linguo?" Even Xue Rong smiled faintly. "Although it is not precious, it can also be called a treasure."

"Wang Feng, go and see the fruit, if it is mature, pick it."

Wang Feng stepped forward and jumped into the pool, but Ling Han stood up and said: "Slow."

"Kid, do you have any opinions?" Wang Feng said with amazement, of course he would not put anyone here.

"Yes." Ling Han nodded. "This voxel is mine!"

“How come?” Wang Feng smiled. “Is this what you planted?”

Ling Han pointed to the python in the distance and said: "This is the monster that guards the treasure, and I am killed, so this treasure should belong to me!"

"Oh?" Wang Feng showed a fascinating color. With his experience, just look at the size of the giant python and you can see that it is a ten-level monster.

In front of this kid... will it be ten veins?