Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

In this remote mountainous area, can you actually get out of a ten-year-old ten-year-old?

How is this possible?

"Young people, you can really blow this cow." Wang Feng laughed, naturally, unbelief.

Ling Han smiled lightly: "Then you ask, who killed this python?"

Wang Feng’s glimpse, this kid is so calm, is it really what he killed?

“Nonsense!” Sima Rong jumped out quickly. “It’s obvious that I killed this snake monster and let you pick a cheap one!”

He knows what mission with Lian Xuerong, so he can't let the other party know the enchanting martial arts talent of Ling Han. Otherwise, this kid will easily ride on his head. This is something he never wants to see. .

"So a small person?" Even Xue Rong opened his mouth and looked at Ling Han's eyes full of contempt.

"Hello, this is the truth!" Sun Jianfang said, clearly that the dangerous arrow is facing him, but he is still willing to force the cold.

Ling Han looked at the old man and could not help but feel grateful.

It’s easy to add icing on the cake, and it’s hard to send charcoal in the snow. It’s time to see who is really good for yourself.

Even Xue Rong snorted and said: "Small seven, out of the list."

"Yes, the flag owner!" A young man turned over and jumped from the battleship. Hey, this battleship is as high as ten feet. The potential of this battle is still a bit shocking, and the ground is slightly shaking.

This can only be said to be a teenager, at most sixteen or seven years old, it looks a bit strange.

"You are the ten pulse, go and deal with him." Even Xue Rong said.

"Yes." The young man leaned toward Lian Xuerong and walked toward Ling Han.

What, this boy is actually ten veins?

Everyone is shocked. If this is the case, then this Xuanbei country is too horrible, right?

Originally like Gu Tang, Nie Huayun and others, they are quite resistant. They are not willing to send people to the fence, but if they can open the door to the twelve veins... they are all moving.

There is only one Fuling fruit, which one can come over?

"My name is Zhao Qi." The young man smiled at Ling Han. "You have to pay attention. I will go all out. If you are bragging, it will only be killed by me."

Hey, he rushed out, grabbed his hand and pressed it toward Ling Han.

He really is the cultivation of the ten veins, the palms are not yet, the invisible power is first come.

Ling Han waved a punch, squatting, punching force, like a blade, the life of the young man's strength was split, and the two sides crossed.

"Hey? Yeah? Yeah?"

Even Xue Rong and Wang Feng are all exclaimed. When they play against each other, they naturally look at the scores. The strength of Ling Han has indeed reached the level of ten pulses.

"Oh, obviously it’s just nine veins, but it’s still not able to put out the power, but the power has reached the peak of the ten peaks, which is powerful enough!"

"Let's put it in our city, it seems to be able to enter the top ten?"

"It is such a rare place to have such a genius in such a wild land."

Wang Feng and others whispered in a whisper, in front of Lian Xuerong, they did not dare to let go, as if this is not a glamorous stunner, but a wild beast.

Even Xue Rong also nodded slightly, such a young man is really outstanding, can be called a genius.

Hey, Zhao Qi did not get a new order from Xue Xuerong. Naturally, he would not retreat. His body was like a leopard, and he launched a storm on Ling Han. His power was out of the way, and his attack was erratic. From the perspective of various boring drills, it is impossible to prevent.

Ling Han is mainly based on the defensive, and the nine veins are really too bad for the ten veins. Fortunately, the ten veins can only put the power out of the three feet. That is to say, Zhao Qi has to be close to him to be able to launch Threatening attack.

In this way, it also gave the space for the fight against the cold, just three feet. He broke out with his legs and could quickly close, which also gave Zhao seven a huge threat.

The nine veins and the ten veins are really relevant.

Soon, the two played dozens of rounds.

Even Xue Rong regained his gaze and looked at Sun Jianfang and others: "Ten minutes have arrived, what choices do you make?"

"I am willing to return!" The elders such as Gu Tang and He Guan immediately fell down, not only the ancient Jianzong, but also the Shenfengzong, Cangyu City, the Nether, etc., as long as they are not twelve veins, almost all It is the choice to return.

Following this Xuanbei country, it seems that the future is too bright, and the ten veins of the teenagers and the twelve veins of the thirties are just like myths.

Besides, they are too strong, like Cao Cong and Meng Ruining are not all twelve, but they can't be defeated in one-on-one situations!

So, still be a smart person, take advantage of the situation.

"What are you going to decide?" Even Xue Rong looked at Sun Jianfang and Ji Yuanlong.

Sun Jianfang sighed in his heart, and he managed to run the ancient Taoist dynasty for nearly a hundred years, but he was actually against the words of even Xuerong, which made him somewhat disheartened.

He will do his best, but there is nothing left, but the ancient Taoist is his heart and soul. He hopes that the future can be better, so he will hold the power until the emergence of Ling Han. Only finally found someone who can be trusted, and plans to wait for Ling Han to step into the ten veins and then retreat.

Unexpectedly, the change came so fast.

"How about not returning?" asked Sun Jianfang.

"Under the whole world, it is not the king's soil." Even Xue Rong said faintly.

The meaning of this statement is very clear. If Sun Jianfang still wants to stay in the ancient Taoist sect, then he must surrender to the rule of the Xuanbei Kingdom. No one can be detached in front of the royal power.

Either you leave, not the people of Xuanbei, and of course you don't have to obey the national laws of Xuanbei.

"Oh, the old man wants to ask the couple to ask for a few tricks!" Sun Jianfang looked at Lian Xuerong, and his eyes were arrogant.

"Wang Feng." Even Xue Rong said faintly.

"Yes, the flag owner." Wang Feng immediately stood up. "I want to play against my flag-owner, you have to pass me before!"

The old poisonous, Meng Ruining and other 12-pulse strong are looking at Sun Jianfang. Of course, they are not willing to hand over the forces that have been in business for many years. What can they do in the face of absolute strength?

Sun Jianfang smiled lightly: "You are not an opponent of the old man."

"Haha, big words!" Wang Feng screamed and rushed toward Sun Jianfang. His strength reached 100,000 jins, and all of them broke out. It seemed like a group of wild cows rushing all the way.

Sun Jianfang held his hand and stood up. When Wang Feng left Wuzhang, he reached out.

"Go!" Wang Feng also screamed, punched out in a punch, superimposed five gravity, visible to the naked eye, the air is rippled, as if wrinkled.

He is pushing this powerful force to move forward.

The twelve veins can put about 2 feet of power, so the distance is still worse.

Boom, Sun Jianfang took a shot and saw Wang Feng flying.