Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

The battle between the scorpion cloud and the moon shadow king finally came to an end, with the scorpion cloud's narrow victory.

According to Ling Han, this is not the strength of the moon shadow lost to the other side, but is restrained by the scorpion cloud at two points in the artifact and blood.

On the artifact, the scorpion cloud uses the spine after the death of the old dragon in the family. It is connected with its own blood and can maximize its power. And on the power of the blood, the black dragon blood of Zhai Ziyun should be stronger than the moon shadow. Therefore, in the same situation of the realm, once the blood and artifacts are dominant, this is enough to control the situation.

This kind of compulsory realm seems to be fair and actually the most unfair.

Why is my realm higher than you, and should I drop to the same level as you and fight with you?

But since the rules of this place are like this, then the defeat is defeated, there is nothing to say.

The moon shadow sits on the knees and restores strength. She also has two chances to challenge.

Ling Han nodded secretly. It seems that the gap between the genius and the king is really quite big. Except for him and the moon shadow, no one else can shake the position of the nine kings on the stage.

In this case, he is on!

Ling Han jumped up and landed on a platform.

What he faced was a Tuoqiang who had a golden lion head.

Someone challenged the Nine Kings!

The crowd suddenly boiled up. Everyone felt that this time was unlucky. In the past, even if there were kings, there would not be so many. Others could always grab two or three positions. For example, even this time, even the king was squeezed down.

"This guy... who is it?"

"do not know."

"Hey, what kind of cats and dogs are dare to challenge the king?"

Some people are curious, some people disdain, others are looking forward to it, and it is too boring to decide the words of the nine kings so quickly.

The scorpion cloud is a long sigh of relief.

If Ling Han challenges himself, he will lose.

No way, at the beginning he had the advantage of two small realms, but he was not defeated in the hands of Ling Han, and he was suppressed by all sides. Now everyone's cultivation has been cut to the mountains and rivers, and his disadvantage is definitely greater.

Tuodong looked at Ling Han, his eyes from disdain to caution, he saw the power of Ling Han.

"You are a strong enemy." He said awkwardly, the golden hair of the neck was windless and automatic, emitting the power of the king of the beasts.

Ling Han shook his head and said: "Unfortunately, you can't call my enemy." He looked at the North Emperor, the Stone Emperor, and the Red Emperor. This is the person who can be his enemy.

"It's so mad!" Tuo Dongdong said, and he waved his hand to Ling Han.

The bang, the force surged, turned into a huge lion's palm, swept toward the cold.

This does not use any technique, it is to win by force.

Ling Han stretched out a stroke, oh, the lion's palm immediately split into two, from his left and right sides, the wind swayed, but even his trace of clothes did not sway.

hiss!

When the master takes a shot, he knows if there is any.

The bottom suddenly exclaimed, although Tuodong did not use all of its strength, but it was too easy to solve the problem. It was just a matter of hand, as if the opponent was not a young king, but an ordinary mountain.

No face is sighing. At the beginning, he suppressed the cultivation, and there was a higher rule of heaven and earth that failed to win the cold. This guy is unfathomable.

The Northern Emperor, Shi Huang and the Red Wilderness have revealed their curiosity. On the real combat power, they are all stars, and they can suppress the cold with their hands raised. Here, the repair is pressed to the mountain river, the fight is the rumor in the extreme environment, in addition, the blood, martial arts, combat skills can not be ignored, will greatly affect the combat power.

"It's a bit of a skill, no wonder so dare to be so mad." Tuo Dongdong said coldly, although he did not succeed, he was still full of confidence, and that was just what he did.

"After ten strokes, you are defeated." Ling Han said faintly.

He actually has greater confidence, but he still feels modest.

Takuya East almost gas bombing, he is the king of the class, can be the same level of war is actually said that ten strokes can be defeated? He laughed in anger and said, "Okay, I have to see, how can you defeat me within ten strokes!"

Ling Han smiled and slammed out with a fist. Hey, the blue **** pattern on his hand emerged, bursting with dazzling light. Suddenly, a thunder surged and turned into lightning to strike Tuodong.

"what!"

For a moment, no matter who is standing up, his face is full of shock.

Here, who has not weathered the robbery, it is natural to know how terrible the Thunder is, and it can be said that among the most dangerous things in the world, the robbery is definitely among them, and it ranks high.

But the power of the robbery belongs to the heavens. This is the power that the gods can't grasp. Even if the Lei is the warrior, it can only run the power of the thunder, which is completely different from the thunder.

In the hands of Ling Han, it is the thunder that robbed the sky!

This Hemad, hell!

Others are just shocked, but Tuodong is full of cold hair, the muscles are not stretched, and there is an unspeakable fear.

May die here.

Do not!

After all, Tuo Dongdong was the king of the world. He shouted, screaming, squeezing his muscles, and smashing his clothes into a golden lion. He was ten feet tall and his hair was like a cast of God. The roots are like arrows.

"Breaking!" He banged out and slammed the Thunder, and ninety-nine lines of his face appeared on his fist.

The limit of the mountain river is ninety-nine gods, which is impossible to surpass the peak of the extreme.

boom!

A loud reverberation, Tuodong's body shape slipped back, and when it reached the edge of the platform, it barely stopped.

"Wow!" He spit out a blood, and looked at Ling Han's eyes full of stunned.

It is not like a thunder of heaven, but simply!

The destructive power is terrible, and the power is the same, but he is slammed by a blow, and his muscles are all lingering.

Just ask the world, who can harden the power of the robbery?

The robbery is just a matter of crossing the past. The gods have been passively beaten. The heavens and the earth will break your blood and break the bones. If you are satisfied, you will admit that you have the qualification to continue moving forward. Otherwise, there will be only a dead end. One.

Now, when facing a person, I have to bear the torture of the punishment of heaven. Who can bear it?

Everyone is discolored, and the kings are also cautious, even if Ling Han does not challenge them, after deciding the nine kings, it has to defeat the other eight to reach the top.

Ling Han is a hurdle that can't go around.

Only Shi Huang, the North Emperor, and the Red Desert have exposed their arrogance. Such opponents are what they dream of.

Ling Han gave a punch, and the thunder became a raging dragon. He launched a violent bombing to the eastern part of the squadron, which made him defensive and defensive. He must do his best to fight and fight, and there is no power to fight back.

Everyone can't help but cool down. Tuodong is already the king's level. In the face of Ling Han, there is only a share. Is this the strength of the top king?

Is this a fight? It is simply abuse!