Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Cangshan did not dare to have the slightest intention. He did not kill it for the first time, but took a deep breath and then used his hands to raise his claws. One before the other, one yin and one yang, there was a black and white group in the palm of his hand. .

Hey, he is always shooting, the speed is reaching the limit, many people are feeling a flower in front of them, have lost the shadow of Cangshan.

They can't help but stunned. If Cangshan wants to kill them, isn't it enough?

Ling Han is just a random punch, do not need to use any immortal method, is a simple punch.

But it is such a simple punch, but it is straight to Huanglong.

Hey, Cangshan was suddenly bombarded.

Huh? what? Yeah?

Everyone was shocked again. What is the situation? How did Cangshan fly again?

The first time I can say that it is a big idea, but the second time? Obviously already know the power of Ling Han, will it be taken lightly?

It is impossible.

So there is only one reason, that is, Ling Han is too strong.

Hey, the peak of Siding has no power in front of him. How strong is this guy?

Wuding? Liu Ding?

There are several female practitioners here, and their eyes are bright.

The genius of the warrior plus the genius Dan Shi, the two are added together, the brilliance of the light even the Gan Ping, Lin Qi can not cover.

Not far away, Cangshan climbed up from the ground. He spit a blood, the color of his face, but did not say anything, turned and left.

"Slow!" Ling Han stopped the past, "Is it so gone?"

"What do you want?" Cangshan is not awkward.

"Oh, I never like to provoke people, but after being provoked, I will not kill my opponent. Then I will let him be convinced. If I see you later, I will call my brother." Ling Han Yan Yan smiled, "Since everyone They are all brothers and brothers, so I will not kill you, just call you a brother."

He shot and slammed toward Cangshan.

Although Cangshan is extraordinary, how can it be the opponent of Ling Han, only the constant screaming, suddenly screaming again and again.

Everyone is ashamed, and the cold road is really a must.

But they ask themselves, what if they change to be their own?

Many people are nodding, it must be dry, why should I be blackmailed by you?

"I don't accept it?" Ling Han asked for a punch.

"Not satisfied! Dissatisfied! Dissatisfied!" In the eyes of the public, Cangshan certainly will not admit defeat, anyway, Ling Han does not dare to kill him, he can completely squat.

Ling Han is patient and has a fist, and every punch is extremely hard, avoiding the key points of Cangshan, but maximizing the pain he suffers.

This ten-punch can endure, but must it always be like this?

Cangshan couldn’t help himself, and he was finally soft.

"I serve." He closed his eyes and his face flushed.

Oh, it’s another punch.

Cangshan opened his eyes, relying on, I have already lost, you still fight?

"What have you forgotten?" Ling Han smiled slightly, but it was a punch and went up.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

After a dozen more punches, Cangshan was finally enlightened, saying: "Brother, I served."

"Really taken?"

"Really."

Ling Han was satisfied with the nod: "Go."

This time, Cangshan really had no temper. After climbing up, he bowed to Ling Han and set his foot in the younger brother's posture. Then he turned and left.

Everyone looked at Ling Han with awe, and Cangshan was already unattainable in their eyes, but it was like a dead dog by Ling Han. What is the difference in strength?

At this moment, I saw that someone in the dry well had climbed out.

"It’s black, he finally climbed up!" someone exclaimed.

This blackbird is the person who went down three days ago, and now he has climbed up.

Everyone looked at it and saw that Wusong’s hands and neck were bruised, and even more terrifying was that there was a palm print on his cheek. The length of the slender and unreasonable fingers was not black. I printed it myself.

Is it... there are ghosts in the well?

Everyone was fighting a chill, and quickly asked Wuhuan.

"What, three days?"

Wusong jumped up immediately, and his face did not believe: "I only climbed for ten minutes."

Everyone looks at each other, this is definitely a ghost. It is impossible for these people to remember the wrong time. It must be that Wuhuan is confused by the mind and will treat the three days as ten minutes.

"And, what's going on with your face?" everyone asked.

"What happened to my face?"

Someone took out the mirror and showed it to him. It’s even more stunned: "I have nothing on my face."

When everyone saw it, something even more strange appeared, and the palm print on the face of Wuhuan disappeared.

This... really haunted.

"What did you see in the underground?" Everyone asked.

"Nothing, it is a dry well." Wuhua said.

"Are you in the end?"

"No." Wuhua shook his head.

"Then why are you back? Are you not saying that you want to go to the end?"

"Yes." Wusong showed a dull color, which was very puzzled.

Ling Han was interested. He strode to the dry well and looked down to the bottom.

Black lacquered, can only see a dozen feet deep, and then there is only one darkness left.

Ling Han started the sputum again. This time he saw almost a hundred feet away, and then it was still dark.

He leaned forward and went down the well.

This well is very narrow, it is difficult for a person to turn around, so Ling Han can only slowly squeeze down.

He was impatient soon, and the speed was too slow. He compressed the bones and slammed the crackling sound. His body was cut in half and his body shape accelerated.

His hands were lightly pressed on the wall of the well to keep the current speed of falling, so that he would not accelerate too fast, so that he could not stop.

Falling down, the scenery in front of the scene is unchanged, monotonous.

Ok?

Ling Han suddenly glimpsed, how long has it been in the past?

One minute, one hour, or one day?

Ling Han hands force, let yourself stop, look down, the bottom is still dark, not bottom.

He released his knowledge and saw that there was a palm print on his cheek, his fingers were particularly slender, and he was not human at first glance.

Like Wuhuan?

Ling Han reached out and stroked the wall of the well, while gently sniffing, a smile on his lips.

If you want to change someone, you will be confused.

But unfortunately, he is both a Dan teacher and a strategist.

These two identities are hard to appear in one person, but he is such a freak.

Ling Han took out the demon nucleus of the giant frog, contained it in his mouth, and at the same time opened the light curtain of the star, and then touched it on the well wall.

Yes, yes.

He slowly climbed down, but he stopped when he got a hundred feet, because he saw a hole, very small, which is totally unacceptable relative to his body.

It doesn't matter, Ling Han once again shrinks his body shape and falls into the hole.

"How could you find out!" A voice came in front and was full of surprise.