Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Before Ling Han and the fresh Yu Ziyuan battle, and finally was the other side of the martial arts will enter the body, enough to fight for a month to wear away.

This made him touch the edge of the sword heart, but this foot may be able to cross the past in a few days, it may take years, decades, hundreds of years, and even impossible in a lifetime.

The insight of the Tao is such a mysterious thing. The so-called one hundred and ninety-one are half-nine. Before they succeed, there is no difference between them and the original place.

Now, the breath of the flea king is even more terrible. This is the level of the 15th corpse. If you want to face it, the other person can kill the cold for hundreds of times, but now it is just a fight against the emptiness. It is different again.

This is a contest between the martial arts level. Although Ling Han has a lot worse, he is about to repair the sword heart. This is where his ambition is.

Breaking into a butterfly, come out, sword heart!

Ling Han said in his heart, but it was always so bad that he was crazy.

"Hey!" His mouth was also vomiting blood, under the smoldering atmosphere, Rao was how he was, and he was seriously injured! In the outside world, which kind of broken virtual environment is not specifically converging the momentum?

This must be released unscrupulously, and everyone else must be annihilated except for the same ruin, even if it is impossible for heaven and human beings to endure such a breath for a long time.

Hey, the bones of Ling Han’s body are all broken. The whole person is distorted under the pressure of the momentum. Now he is three feet long, but the body is thin and thin, and it is very strange.

going to die!

Ling Han heart flashed a clear understanding, and quickly opened a drop of true liquid, suddenly. His body immediately recovered, and the breath of the virtual world could not be stopped.

But the good times are not long. But after the essence of the true liquid was gone, his body began to break.

How did the sword heart still come to mind?

Ling Han suddenly shocked. He is too anxious! Is the martial art rushed out? The speed of desire is not up, he went astray. It is no wonder that under the pressure of breaking the virtual atmosphere, who is not in a hurry?

He relaxed his mind and never deliberately pursued the sword heart, but only focused on fighting such pressure.

Hey, there are still a lot of wounds on his body that break open, making him like a thousand people, **** into a magic.

Step by step. Ling Han is firm at the foot.

The blood is flowing, the sweat is also flowing, his eyes are burning and burning, and there is a proud in his heart, that is, if he does not cultivate the sword heart, he can also resist the atmosphere of breaking the virtual world by relying on himself.

It’s a big deal, and it’s a big deal. What can you do for a warrior?

He strode forward and was getting closer and closer to the real dragon bloodstone.

Finally, he touched.

There was a joy in his heart. At this moment, he felt that the body seemed to break some kind of shackles, and an indescribable feeling came to his mind, and there were countless swords in his mind.

Jianxin!

He is a glimpse first. Then I reacted.

When he took the last step, his mind also completed a transformation, and stepped into the heart of the sword.

He raised a kind of enlightenment. Some truths cannot be deliberately pursued, and the Tao is natural. Naturally, it is in line with the Tao.

Thinking in my heart, his movements are not slow. Stretching his hand on the real dragon bloodstone, although it is outrageous, after the sword heart can be repaired, his soul is also reborn, become tenacious, open like a fish net, wrap this real dragon blood stone Once again, it has entered the black tower.

Get it!

He turned around and began to leave the place where the breath was suppressed.

At this time, he has no sense of difficulty, the guardianship of the sword, the stability of the spirit, the smoldering atmosphere is also very pitiful to him - still hurt, it is because he has just cultivated the sword heart, Xiaocheng is not worth mentioning, let alone the sword is clear.

After a while, he finally walked out of the area, the body of the diamond body played, the broken bones and broken skin instantly healed. He took another piece of clothing from the black tower and changed it. The whole person couldn't see a little bit of injury.

"Hey, surrender the real dragon bloodstone, you can spare your life!" But at this time, after seeing a few pieces of red stone, five young men and women came out, all looking at him with murderous eyes.

Oh, I didn’t find them!

Ling Han hearted a glimpse, could not help but reflect, on the way back, he has been trying to figure out the magical use of Jianxin, ignoring the surrounding environment. And here is indeed a great restriction on the knowledge of God, so that he did not find the existence of the other five.

If they are Xu Xiuran's stream, and then suddenly killer, I am afraid he has to be in a hurry?

Inadvertently, negligent, always be vigilant at any time in the future, otherwise as long as you do not reach the martial arts in a day, there may be some small details and fall.

Seeing that Ling Han dared to ignore them, the five people were not angry.

A man dressed in a robes shouted: "Human, I am talking to you!"

Ling Han took back his thoughts and said faintly: "The real dragon blood stone is my income. Why should I hand it over to you? If you want to, find it yourself. I am in a good mood now, you better not to destroy."

"Ha ha ha ha!" The Jinpao young man laughed. "It’s so funny. A Terran in the district actually dares to let it go! You know who we are?"

Ling Han smiled slightly and said: "Nature knows."

The five people were not proud of their glory. Their prestige was even known to a human race. It was so arrogant, but then Ling Han’s words made them twitch and irritated.

Because Ling Han pointed at them, one by one: "You are a cat, you are a dog, you are a cow, you are a pig, you are a sheep."

The young man in the robes couldn’t help but scream and said: "I am the Mo Yuanming, the genius of the Western Sea Moh King!"

"Oh, you called Mo Yuanming, I know, A dog." Ling Han nodded and looked good.

A purple suit man snorted and said: "Don't talk nonsense with him, kill him and win the real bloodstone."

"Yes, I believe in Wang Xiong!" The other four are Zun Zun.

Although they are the best in the younger generation of Moh, no one can compare with Mo Zhengxin. This is a super genius that has appeared for thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years. The purity of the blood is the three young kings of the North Sea. One, there is a great possibility that before the age of 50, it will be broken.

The Mo Yuanming four people are all surrounded, and Mo Zhengxin is only holding hands and not distracting.

The pride of the sea people, in their view to deal with a human race, but also four people to join hands, this is already too much to see him. After all, the breath of the cold is also the level of God, and one of the four is a low-level heaven.

"The last chance, surrender the real bloodstone, otherwise -"

"Dead!" (To be continued.)