Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Ling Han was amazed, because there was a row of steps in front of him, and it was made of good jade, which exudes soft brilliance.

There is no step under the mountain, but is it from the middle of the mountain?

Why can't you tell me?

Ling Han looked up and faintly visible there was an invisible building in front, but it could not be seen.

Is that the building left by the civilization of the previous generation?

After the dramatic changes in the heavens and the earth, the surface of the earth broke open, so that many ancient buildings are re-emerged. Therefore, this mountain was previously underground, and it may not be soon after it emerged. Otherwise, it should be difficult to see five or six hundred years of medicine. Old ginseng.

Ancient monuments usually represent the opportunity!

Ling Han always feels that the current martial arts is only a start, this judgment comes from medicinal herbs.

Even if he is the emperor of Dandao, he is extremely sensitive to Dan Dao, but he should not look at Dan to refine it, and he will succeed once.

There is only one explanation, that is, Dan is too low-level, so he can take a look and can make improvements soon.

And who is this medicinal drug for?

Of course, it is now the military, whether it is through the context, changing the blood or the extreme bones.

Therefore, Ling Han can infer that the current level of martial arts is also very low and low.

The lower the martial arts realm, the faster the speed of ascension. Like Ling Han, the local tyrant can complete a vein of cultivation for a long time, which is unimaginable in the high realm.

Then, if you can find a higher ancient monument of the previous generation civilization, maybe you can immediately become a strong man above the extreme bones, the most important thing is the improvement of spiritual strength, so that he can reunite with his family.

He was so excited that he stepped out and stepped on the steps.

Hey, a huge force shocked over, oh, Ling Han people suddenly fell to the rear, fell a solid.

"Hey!" The little pink pig smiled and leaned forward, four small short legs smashed, and was simply mad.

"Determined, eat roast suckling pigs now!" Linghan swears.

The little pink pig is not afraid of him at all, and he looks at him.

Ling Han smiled: "Do you think that you can't beat me if you can't beat me?"

The little pink pig reveals a touch of color, then what else can you do?

Ling Han grabbed the short tail of the small pig and lifted it up.

"咕" small powder pig immediately screamed, head and foot, it is easy to brain congestion, licking eggs.

Ling Han once again climbed the steps, but he was still bounced back, and even the people took the pig and fell.

Count, don't go positive.

Ling Han avoided the row of steps and walked from the side.

There is no road, mountains and rocks, plus huge pressure, it is not easy to go, but at least there is no power to rebound from the foot, you can still go up, but the speed is slower.

Ling Han slowly went up the mountain and took a few steps. He stopped and panted for a while. The pressure was terrible, but he walked all the way from the Yuan World. What was the pressure?

The small pink pigs are moving, and this human being who has dismissed it in its eyes has such resilience.

The impact of martial arts peaks, of course, requires talent, but in fact, the tough will is more important, and some news that the top genius fell on the road of impact, most of the reason is that the toughness is not strong enough, failed to bite the teeth.

It seems a bit small to look at this ugly human.

After spending half a day, Ling Han finally saw the building in front.

He was amazed.

This used to be a group of buildings, belonging to a certain force of the last civilization, but now most of the houses have been destroyed. Even the bodies can be seen on the ground. They have already weathered into white bones. Actually still, very weird.

When I got here, the pressure was even greater, and Ling Han really had no way to go any further.

He looked closely and looked for a source of stress.

"咕" small pink pig suddenly pointed in one direction.

Ling Han looked at the past, but did not see anything: "Color pig, what do you want me to see?"

Hey, the little pink pig patted him, and the cold eyes immediately became clear.

He saw that in a very remote place, there was a deep sword mark, which was the horrible suffocation of the sword mark, which formed pressure and enveloped the entire hill.

Wait, why do I know that this is a sword mark?

There is a doubt in Ling Han’s heart. It is just a thick trace. Knives, guns, swords and even the palms can be played. Why should he decide that it is a sword mark?

He looked at the little pink pig.

That scene was seen by the small pink pig, so this is also likely to be the judgment of the small pig itself.

"Color pig, how many secrets are there in your body?" Ling Han smashed the small pig.

"Hey!" The little pink pig didn't look at him at all, but it immediately paid a price for it and was thrown out by Ling Han.

Ling Han looked at the mountain again and muttered: "It is impossible to go up, but can you find something good around you?"

He couldn't enter this huge building complex, he could only walk around the week. Soon after, he found a broken sword, very close to him, probably about two feet away, and not on the jade paved road.

Can you succeed?

He tried to move forward, but before he took two steps, he only felt salty in his throat, and a blood spurted out.

No, no, no matter what, then go to find death.

Ling Han retired, and the small pink pig swept him with disdainful gaze, and you asked for the appearance of the pig uncle.

Pooh!

Ling Han tried to use the branches and other things to bring the sword back, but it was useless. As soon as something approached the sword, it was immediately broken.

Really have no way, can only ask for that color pig?

"Hey!" The small powder pigs are very high-spirited, and they look like they are chilling.

When Ling Han’s heart moved, he sent out his mental strength.

At this stage, the mind can control the formation. When it comes to strength, at most, it is to lift a few books.

However, this should be enough to "drag" the sword back.

Ling Han immediately let go of the mind, this is not affected by the pressure, immediately wrapped around the sword's hilt, and then turned into a hand, forcefully pull.

Hey, the broken sword made a sound and moved a little in his direction.

Hey, what is the situation?

The small pink pig showed a fascinating color, and it looked at Ling Han, suddenly stunned.

Mental strength.

This man has actually cultivated spiritual power in the context of Tongjing.

Oh, it's a bit interesting.

When Ling Han saw it, his natural confidence skyrocketed. He once again took a mental effort, and he broke the sword and moved to him again.

锵, 锵, 锵, broken sword can only move a few inches of distance each time, but under the water mill, the distance is getting closer and closer.

After half an hour, it was already at the foot of the cold.

success!