Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

"Concentrate on playing, don't force me to vomit!" Ling Han shouted, the temperament of the law is only one or two breathing time, and the time can be launched shortly, but the power of savings is small, the power is also small.

Lu Yuanji flew out, the wooden sword swept over, and a thick sword stalked through, giving off a terrible glory.

Ling Han is also a shout, and the sword is attacked. The law is returned to the game. Twenty-nine swords are condensed into fake awns. Under the guise of the law, this sword can even defend the defense of the gods. Open it.

After all, it is a ten-order spirit.

boom!

The false mans collided with the real mans, inspiring an endless light that flooded the entire cave.

When the light disappeared, I saw that Ling Han and Lu Yuanji were all hanging on the body. Obviously, the two people did not take advantage of this.

However, Ling Han’s body is too strong, and the injury is actually much lighter, and he has cultivated the immortal, and the injury is recovering at an extremely fast speed.

Lu Yuanji also slashed into the sheath and said: "I can't beat you."

Ling Han nodded and said: "It is very difficult for me to defeat you." Now Xuanyuan three is not his trump card, but three magical powers. If he sacrifices the arch of the setting sun, and even uses the arrow of the eighth-order jade gold to create the arrow, and then the three gods will pass the power, the power will naturally rise to the upper floor.

Lu Yuanji turned away and walked away. He didn't look at the Leilian, and he looked very free and easy.

This person is extremely strange, but he can afford it and let it go. It’s just too special for the sword, some are unreasonable, and the emotional intelligence is too low, it can’t be considered a wicked person.

The world is really big, there are countless people, and genius is countless. This Lu Yuanji has not heard of it. But suddenly it came out.

Hey, Lu Yuanji just left. There are footsteps coming.

Endless!

Ling Han quickly ran to the edge of the pool, picking the Leilian. This is not a real medicine, but the special form formed by the power of the Thunder is a metamorphosis, so even if it is planted in the Black Tower, it is useless, and it is impossible to produce a second strain.

Lei Ling has not yet succeeded in cultivation. Naturally, there is no real life, and there is no consciousness at all. In addition, Leichi has dried up, and Ling Han has easily pulled Lei Lian up. Into the black tower.

There is no rush to refining.

The footsteps came, this came back five people, one male and four female, the male is very handsome, and the four female beauty is beautiful, but also too glamorous, every move, smile and look like seduce people, sigh.

The man swept his eyes and saw the empty thunder pool. A cold color appeared on his face and he said, "Are you taking away the Tianyun Zilei?"

Ling Han did not answer, but turned back and looked at the wall full of figures.

"Bold, my family is asking you questions. Do you dare to answer?" a woman shouted.

"Ugly woman, you dare to chill the girl?" Hu Niu was furious and stared at each other. Murderous.

"Bite, bite her!" The rabbit is afraid that the world will not be chaotic. Sipping on one side.

Hu Niu is grinning, said: "She is too stinky. The girl can't get off the mouth!"

"Then how do you bite the rabbit and bite it?" The rabbit was mad.

"Rabbit meat is delicious, delicious!" Hu Niu's eyes are shining.

"You--" The woman who was screaming before was furious. Did this man dare to ignore her? Wait, a rabbit actually speaks?

The man looked impatient and said: "This is a small Ximen Jun, Feng Yuezong is a descendant, and it is not fast to hand over Tianyun Zilei, otherwise you will definitely kill you."

Feng Yuezong?

Ling Han couldn't help but scream, "Is it very good?"

"Oh, my family is the four disciples of the ancestors of the Fengyue sect. At the age of thirty-four, they have already stepped into the spirits. This is the cultivation of the genius." The second woman praises Road.

This obviously makes Ximen Jun very useful, and smugly put his hands on his chest, posing a pair of me, you come to worship me.

Ling Handao: "It seems that the patriarch of the Fengyue dynasty not only killed a son, but also lost an apprentice! This kind of evil sect, I will sweep it one day."

"What, what!" Ximen Jun could not help but be surprised. He looked at Ling Han more. "Is Hu Shidi killed by you?"

"The answer is correct!" Ling Han took a shot.

Ximen Jun suddenly laughed and said: "It is God who helped me! Master has already issued an order. If anyone can kill or kill the murderer who killed Hu Shidi, he will pass down the position of the sovereign!"

"Today, this less will not only harvest Tianyun Zilei, but also become the young master of Fengyuezong!"

He is so happy, it’s really a double happiness, how can I be lucky?

"Congratulations to the Lord!"

"No, it should be said that congratulations to the Lord!"

“Congratulations to the Lord!”

The four women all said with joy, they rushed to offer a kiss, and Ximen Jun was also a comer. The hands were still touched by the four women. If there is still no solution in this place, they don’t mind. Come first.

Ling Han covered Hu Niu’s eyes, and his face showed murderousness. He said: “It’s really a group of dogs and men. If you don’t kill, you can’t kill it, and you’ll be covered in filth.”

He had no words, and his body flashed, and it was already killing the past.

"Bold!" The four women threw them at the same time and went back against Ling Han.

Ling Han swings the sword, the magic sword dances, who can match? Hey, four people are flying in the sky, and the four headless bodies are also dancing and dancing.

"No!" Ximen Jun roared, although he does not lack beauty, but these four women are his favorite, not only good looks, but also savage, the level of martial arts is not low, often can be shot on his behalf, saving him a lot trouble.

"You! That! Dead!" He stared at Ling Han, and he had to spurt fire in his eyes.

"Death your sister!" Ling Han killed the past, his body flashed, and the speed was amazing.

Ximen Jun can only rely on intuition, he has two short hammers in his hand, black lacquered, a circular vein on the hammer, exudes a terrible breath, obviously very unusual.

Hey!

It’s just that he blocked the sword from Ling Han, but he couldn’t go to the horrible power. The whole man was suddenly bombarded by a sword. Hey, he hit the wall and shook the whole body. The fog is coming.

You must know that this hole wall has been tempered by the broken environment. Can it be hard?

Ximen Jun reveals a faint color, but he is a spiritual baby, but it is not an enemy of Ling Han’s sword. How is this possible!

"Nothing is impossible. You are just a frog at the bottom of the well. How do you know the extent to which the strong under the sun can reach it?" Ling Han’s disciples, Feng Yuezong’s disciples are all shameless, each one is dead. Not enough.

Hey, Ximen Jun’s head is also rising. (To be continued.)