Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Ling Han stepped on a special tempo, screaming, and the fire and the clay figurine were on the side of the battle, but the wind was only crossed from both sides, and did not touch him.

It seems that there is a special force that will resolve the wind.

This is the power of the law.

"Damn!" Wen Liangping arrived, and he stared at the cold and hated his feet.

Because he took the special embarrassment, he still had a period of weakness. He used to hide in the weak period. When the state returned to its peak, he immediately rushed over.

Who wants to be slower, can only watch Ling cold away.

He is not stupid. So many people here are afraid to step on the square. Obviously this is a thunder pool, and there is a big danger in touching it.

If he arrives early, Ling Han certainly has no time to think about how to pass. It is equal to being trapped here, and it is easy to be killed by him.

Damn, it’s just a little bit worse.

He quickly calmed his mind and began to observe and study how to pass.

On the other hand, Jing Haoran did not know when he ran out of the crowd. However, those people did not respond to it. They were still squatting in the group. They did not know which person was treated as a ghost. Ghosts crying.

"Interesting, passed so soon?" he muttered. "I can't play anymore, I have to hurry."

In the front, Ling Han quickly passed the square, and the narrow terrain became once again.

He stopped, turned around, and looked at Wen Pingliang accurately.

It happened that Wen Ping was also looking at him and his eyes were sharp.

Ling Han smiled lightly, regained his gaze and began to move forward.

Waiting for him to make a comeback, come here again.

There is no one over the vast plains, and Ling Han runs wildly, and Feng Yi Tian Xiang unfolds. His speed is extremely fast.

Although he does not think that the first few will affect him through the emperor, he will naturally fight for it.

Besides, there is still an organic relationship here. It must be that the hand is fast and the hand is slow.

His speed is fast, and there are two pieces of fiery red wings behind him. It is a few hundred miles away and he is left behind.

No way, there are strange rules here, which makes his speed greatly reduced.

However, he is slow and others must be too fast. This is fair.

Huh?

Ling Han suddenly stopped, because there was a masked man in front.

Masked people are very common. Generally, as long as they don't want others to know their identity, they will cover their faces. However, this masked person is hot, the round place is round, the place is upturned, the big place is full, a glance Let Ling Han recognize it.

Isn't this the mad woman who saw his body?

Feng Miao Ling also swept his eyes in time, revealing a sneer: "Sure enough, you are behind me!"

She has been chasing crazy, but chasing after, she is suspicious.

Is Ling Han so fast?

She was just a slower shot than Ling Han. When she got the leaf of eternal life, her luck was so good that when she arrived, there was just one leaf falling. It can be said that there was no delay.

That's it, she still didn't find the cold in the square.

I have to know that it took her two hours to crack the fan of footwork.

Ling Han is no more than her cow fork, and it is impossible for her to surpass her as much as she did without any delay.

Therefore, she finally reacted, Ling Han should be behind her.

So, she waited here, waited for a long time, but she guessed it, so she waited for Ling Han.

"Insane woman, you see me out, I haven't found you to pay, you still follow me in the darkness?" Ling Han called.

Feng Miao Ling is almost vomiting blood, you are too shameless.

"Dead!" She was too lazy to talk nonsense and immediately succumbed.

Ling Hanfang, quickly dodge.

This woman is not a weak chicken like Wen Ping, she is not only teaching the main level, but also the golden generation!

too strong!

Boom, she was behind a big river, the river was soaring, and from time to time there was a wave of heads coming over, and Wei could be shocked.

Ling Han did not dare to hardly pick up, but just launched Feng Yi Tian Xiang to dodge, the flame rolling, but it can be regarded as a counterattack.

Since Feng Miaoling stayed here, she naturally made arrangements. She was banned by her, and Ling Han was locked in it, which restricted the activity area of ​​Ling Han.

Ling calmly responded, there is a saint in his hand, it is not impossible to break through.

"Hey, this big brother, I am right!" The sound of Jing Haoran suddenly rang. "I said, your face is black, there must be ominous!"

This guy doesn't know when it suddenly appears nearby.

Ling Han is not convulsed by the corner of his mouth, there is a sense of madness.

Should you be proud of this time?

Why haven’t you been killed before?

Ling Han did not care for him, Feng Miao Ling naturally will not, is staring at the cold and mad attack.

"Big brother, are you peeking at the beauty bathing, or is it running in front of the other party?" Jing Haoran is very dead.

This sentence was passed to the ear of Feng Miao Ling, naturally let her burst.

Hey, a person who walks out of her body is equally beautiful, but the pretty face is vague and completely invisible.

Spiritual body.

This spiritual body immediately killed the past toward Jing Haoran, hitting and blasting, teaching the power of the main level to boil, earth-shattering.

Oh, this is called death.

Ling Han also has some egg pain, how did this guy live so big?

It stands to reason that with his mouth, so love to die, he should have died long ago.

However, after Feng Miaoling split a spirit, his own combat power was slightly reduced, so that the pressure of Ling Han was reduced by a trace.

In the spirit of the spirit, each spirit is the same as the imaginary power, but it cannot be superimposed. Therefore, splitting will not affect the combat power, but at the master level is different, the spirit and the arrogant power are Can be superimposed, the strongest when combined, and once separated, it will weaken the corresponding force.

It’s just that Feng Ling’s Ling Han is not a star or a half, so even if there is one less body, the combat power is weaker, but it is still stressful for Ling Han.

"Hey, hello, this beauty, I have no complaints with you, why are you going to beat me?" Jing Haoran shouted, "I haven’t peeked at you for bathing, as for?"

This is a mouthful, and it’s not enough to die.

Feng Miao Ling is naturally more angry, and the spirit is attacking like a tide.

Not to mention, Jing Haoran loves to die so hard, the strength is really not weak, otherwise he has long since hanged.

His body is incomparably agile, although the East fell to the west, the appearance is extremely embarrassing, but it is hard to save his life under the combat of the main level.

Feng Miaoling was shocked.

How is this going?

There is a chill in the first place, and there are people who have this mouth, obviously they are all spiritual, how strong is this enchanting?

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