Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

"Too lazy to talk nonsense with you!" Ling Han was the first to take the shot, the right hand to seal, shot the past four people, suddenly golden light, this is the cover of the earth, magical skills!

The big flea may come back at any time, he doesn't want to stay here more.

After all, he has cultivated the sword heart and can resist the pressure of breaking the virtual world. It does not mean that he can match the virtual reality. Especially the existence of the flea king, perhaps the Taiyin Wang and others must be big.

"Bold!" Mo Yuanming and others are cold-hearted, and the Terran of the region is still dare to attack?

They have mobilized their weapons and went against the chills, shackles, shackles, and thorns.

Ling Han can not help but itch, the magical use of Jianxin can control the world, so people who are called sword king, knife king, and boxing champion, do not master the heart of martial arts, such as sitting on the throne, you can Command the world.

He stretched out his left hand and gently grabbed it. Suddenly, the weapons in the minds of the two people in Mo Yuanming issued a clear sound and shivered gently. It seemed to be out of control and flew toward Ling Han.

The Mo Yuanming four people are all shocked. What is the situation? They stepped back and forth, clutching their weapons tightly, for fear of flying.

Ling Han could not help but sigh, his sword heart has just been repaired, not strong enough, otherwise these weapons should fly to his side between the thoughts, as the guards generally guard him.

This made him look forward to it. What is the arrogance of Dacheng’s sword heart? The sword heart is clear, it represents the highest state of kendo, claiming nothing, even the heart can be smashed, otherwise there is a "clear" statement?

"Sword Heart!" said Mo Zhengxin, and his face flashed a discreet color.

"What, sword heart?"

"Impossible. This human race is only a transformation of the gods, how can you understand the sword heart?"

"Yes. It is the power of breaking the virtual world that does not necessarily understand the sword heart. How does this human race match!"

The four people of Mo Yuanming are not convinced. Among their ideas, the heart of martial arts is a patent that is a virtual reality, and it is still a small part of the people. It is not a sinister imaginary heart.

Mo Zhengxin's face was awe-inspiring, saying: "Do you still remember Xu Xiuran and Zhang Mo with us?"

"Nature remember." Mo Yuanming four people nodded, the four guests, but the guests of the sea emperor personally entertained, although they are humble people, but they are not afraid to look down.

"These two have also cultivated the heart of the sword and the heart of the sword, and they have to master it more profoundly than this human race." Mo Zhengxin said.

"What, what!" Mo Yuanming was shocked by the scalp.

Is the human race really a humble race? None of the three men crossed into the virtual world. However, it is the heart of the martial arts that most of them have failed to possess. How does it feel that the sea is lower in level?

Mo Zhengxin is a sigh in the heart. The sea people have the upper hand in the practice of the realm. Under the bronzing of the dragon's blood, the body is far stronger than the human race. It can be said that the understanding of the martial arts is better than the human race.

It is also the blood of the Cheng, the blood of the defeat.

But he immediately put away the feelings in his heart, faintly said: "No matter what, kill this human race. Take the real dragon bloodstone."

"Yes!" Mo Yuanming was all four people, and once again surrounded Ling Han.

Ling Han Yang moved his left hand, and he is now full of interest in the operation of Jian Xin, constantly practicing. Every moment in the past, he discovered that there was progress in the understanding of Jianxin.

"Even if you master the sword heart, after all, it is only a human race. And it is only a matter of the gods." Mo Yuanming four people are attacking, attacking Ling Han for the second time.

Ling Han Yang Jianjian. It affects the weapons of the Mo Yuanming and the four, so that the spirits in their hands seem to be rebellious. There is no prospect at all.

The four people of Mo Yuanming are all stunned. This is not even the head, but also a wool line?

If Ling Han is the power to break the virtual world, then it will be considered, anyway, but the other side is just a genius, so that they are so tied, it is too shameful.

"Ah!" They were crazy, and the other party did not hide even if they were hiding. They attacked them, but they didn't even touch each other's clothes corners. What makes people feel so embarrassed?

Is the heart of martial arts really so powerful?

Ling Han soon lost interest. These four people are too weak. They have limited help for improving Jian Xin. I am afraid that they will fight with Xu Xiuran and Xiao Jiandi, and use their sword and heart to sharpen their own swordsmanship. grow rapidly.

He shot his right hand and shone the golden light. Hey, Mo Yuanming was shocked by him.

"Wow!" The two people in Mo Yuanming were all vomiting blood, and they were hit hard by this cold.

"Waste!" Mo Zhengxin said coldly, his face was full of disdain.

Even the human races of a sacred world can’t be cleaned up, not waste. What is it?

Ling Han glanced at him and smiled: "It seems that you are not a waste."

"I am naturally not a waste!" Mo Zhengxin said in a serious way.

"Isn't it a waste, it's not something to say." Ling Han hooked his finger. "Come, let me convince you, let you know that you are actually a waste."

"Is it possible?" Mo Zhengxin's hands were shaken, and they all turned into dragon claws. "You have cultivated the heart of the martial arts, you can control the world, but my weapon is the body of your own body. Can you influence it?" ”

Ling Han looked at him a little more and said: "You seem to have confidence in yourself?"

"That is of course, I am the most outstanding generation of the Xihai Mohist family. Now I am only twenty-seven years old. It is already a nine-layered man. It is only one step away from breaking the virtual world." Mo Zhengxin said proudly.

This is really fascinating and proud enough.

Ling Han smiled and said: "The difference between this step may not last forever. Depending on the blood, it is also limited by the blood, and it is bound to be limited in its own way."

"Don't stand and talk, no pain, no one in the district, but dare to speak up!" Mo Zhengxin shot, one foot has come out to the front of Ling Han, the right claws explored, and hit the face of Ling Han.

If the blow is to be strong, then the sharpness of the dragon's claws will be severely damaged even if it is in the cold.

Ling Han reached out and grabbed the dragon claws.

"Bold!"

"court death!"

The four people of Mo Yuanming are cold, dragon claws, how is that there, you actually want to be hard, I really don't know how to write the dead words!

Snapped!

Ling Han grabbed the dragon claws, and the left hand exudes a faint golden light, which is the diamond body.

Caught, steady as a rock!

How can it be!

The eyes of the four people of Mo Yuanming have to be ejected. How can this happen? A human race, only grasping the dragon claws with the palm of the hand, is there any reason? Is there still Wang Fa?

I took a rub! (To be continued.)