Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Ling Han suddenly found that his willpower had improved significantly during the two days.

The spirit is very difficult to repair, even if there is a corresponding method of exercise, but the power of the heavens and the earth can only be turned into a secret force, can not improve the spiritual strength, so this can only rely on one by one to grind and slowly improve.

Here, those people are constantly tempted, and in the process of confrontation, the willpower has been excellently tempered, and the progress is extremely obvious.

"If I said that my previous will was made of mud, now it is being baked and turned into brick, which is obviously stronger."

Ling Han is very happy, this kind of improvement is not the height of the volume, but the qualitative change.

"I will stay here for a few more days."

"I never believe that a road can determine a person's destiny."

"Even if I am not the first to finish the road, even the first thousand, 10,000 will go out, but as long as I have something to gain, I will not be able to do this."

"It's strong, it's the strongest way."

"This can't decide my destiny!"

Ling Han continued to sit on the plate, not to worry about the first few things to complete the road.

What is the meaning of rushing through, he is strong on this road, this is the king.

The head of the human being continually screams, and Ling Han is fully resisted. In such a contest, he constantly grinds his will, and his mental strength becomes more tenacious.

From mud to brick, from brick to stone, from stone to iron, from iron... sharpening out the edge, can smash the world.

At this point, those people no longer vocalized, and they no longer stared at him. They all closed their eyes, as if they had lost interest in him.

Oh, continue!

Ling Han looked at the tree and began to provoke: "Hey, hello, don't sleep, so ugly and sleepy?"

If this is to be replaced by a normal person, it is estimated that he will not look back at him. At least he must give him a blank eye.

But these heads are not real creatures, no emotions, no emotions, no one seems to be dead, completely ignored him.

Ling Han was provocative for a while, and he was unable to anger these heads with his ability to damage people, which made him deeply frustrated.

"The skill is still not home, if it is old black..."

Unfortunately, the **** dog is not there.

Ling Han shook his head, reached for a falling leaf, and strode to the river.

He threw the leaves into the river, then jumped and fell to the leaves.

It is reasonable to say that his repairs can completely make the body light as feathers, and there is no weight at all. But when he steps on the leaves, the leaves are suddenly sinking, and the river suddenly reaches the cold feet. At the office.

Fortunately, no more.

The problem is that the river is rolling and rushing down with the cold, but there is no sign of crossing.

Ling Han thought of the stone monument, to be driven by faith.

He immediately lifted his will and pushed the leaves across.

His will has been tyrannical, and he has been tempering his will in the past few days, reaching an astonishing intensity, even if it played a role in this strange river, pushing the leaves to begin to cross.

Around, when a person’s face was washed by the river, he couldn’t fall in love. They all stared at Ling Han with resentful eyes. It’s like saying, why don’t you have to be dragged into the river, and you will never be Stop the torture?

They want to drag the cold into the water, but the leaves of eternal life are exudes a faint glow. These lights have a strong sturdy effect on the human face, so that they do not dare to step further.

Ling Han firmly believes in ignoring these faces and does not consider them at all. If the "ship" is turned over, will he be torn into pieces by these faces.

He has only one thought, and that is crossing the river.

His journey is a big river of stars. How can a man who will become an emperor in the future be folded here?

The river is raging, the face is whistling, but Ling Han is completely ignored. In the tempering will of these few days, he seems to have gained a new life.

Near, near, the other side is in front of you.

At this time, Ling Han’s body suddenly had a faint light.

Ling Han has a feeling that his body seems to be undergoing earth-shaking changes. It is clear that there is no improvement in the body, but it seems to be reborn, and the heavens and the earth seem to have changed a color.

He saw the rules of heaven and earth, and it was in front of his eyes, as if he could easily run one or even a few rules, or turn into an invincible spear, or a solid shield.

"what?"

He felt that his face was itchy, and a touch of it actually left a layer of old skin!

At the same time, he also felt that the bones were itchy, and there were bones in the pores of the skin.

God, he really has to reborn!

Ling Han shocked, he has perfected every realm, and even broke the limit again and again, coupled with the cultivation of the Dragon Emperor, no matter which realm he is in, he should be the perfect body.

However, he can still be reborn and evolved to be more perfect.

This!

Ling Han understands that this is a qualitative change in the spirit level, the spirit is perfect, affecting the flesh and making him more perfect.

The other side, the sun, the second world.

Ling Han stunned, after the ghost crossed the river, he will be able to gain flesh and blood, open the second world, and he did not die, naturally can not open the second world, so he just makes the soul body perfect.

He couldn't help but grin. This road is really dangerous, but the opportunity is amazing. Otherwise, what kind of medicine does he need to cultivate the soul so perfect?

The other side has arrived.

Ling Han jumped and fell to the bank of the river. Looking back, those faces were unrecognizable, as if they had to rush out of the river and drag the chill out.

But they are completely unable to get rid of the shackles of the river. In the sound of the waves, they are ruthlessly rushed downstream.

Ling Han regained his gaze, and there was a plain in front. There were a large number of people running and dancing, but no one looked at him more.

Hey, why aren't you strange?

Wait, what about the river?

Ling Han was amazed, he turned back again, this time, he was shocked.

Where is the river?

Behind him is a plain, river?

No wonder nobody cares about him. Although he appears out of thin air, there are so many people here. Everyone is rushing forward and rushing forward. Who cares about him?

Ok, no one cares if nobody cares, he doesn't care anyway.

Ling Han followed the crowd and looked at the cultivation and qualifications of the people. He can be sure that the incoming children are not as good as they are now.

Obviously, after the emperor and the Taoists finished, they only got these people.

Ling Han has changed his appearance. In fact, his soul has been perfectly evolved. Even if it does not change, it is estimated that few people can recognize him.

Soon, there was a canyon in front of it, and among the canyons, a huge axe was shaving in the horizontal direction, filling the entire canyon.

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