Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Hu Feng is awkward.

Although he is a saint, standing at the apex of this starry sky, he is still full of face.

What about people?

He knows that there is a space artifact, he can refine himself, but it will cost a lot of hands and feet, and he is only a little holy, and the space artifacts that he refines are extremely limited.

But it does not prevent him from knowing that even the space artifact is tangible. From the outside, it is actually no different from the ordinary space, and it has to be made into a shape.

It can be a ring, it can be a hilltop of a palm rest, it can be like a toy-like field, but in any case, it must be visible and tangible.

However, Ling Han disappeared, but the scene did not leave a little bit of physical.

Teleport?

impossible!

Hu Feng shook his head in his heart. He had already used the arming. Even if Ling Han used the teleport, he could not break through his Wuzhishan. He was confident that he still had it.

It is only possible to hide in the space artifact, but what about this artifact?

Hu Feng opened his mind and searched in the stars.

Fortunately, this starry sky is very clean, and there are no **** left by meteorites and meteors. He quickly checked it again.

No income.

How could this be?

At the same time, Hu Feng’s purpose is also a strong excitement in the heart. It is amazing to be able to marry a saint. This son must have been the treasure of the fairyland!

At that time, Tianhe Wang should not have such a fork, otherwise he could not escape the murder.

"This person should have another chance, maybe he got the real treasure!" His eyes glowed and his voice was a little trembling.

Fairy!

This is a treasure that is above all else. Even in the fairyland, the fairy is supreme. Because, only the fairy king can be owned by the fairy, and even most of the fairy kings are not available, because the fairy is too rare.

The fairy is not only possessed by the celestial king, but also in the hands of the limited king of the king.

"Haha, this is the chance that God gave me!" Hu Feng laughed, he was able to make an intersection with Ling Han, this is proof, and the other side is not known how many years from the Holy Class, this is not enough for him to rob the cold Opportunity?

He got the fairy weapon and the fairy king method. He sneaked into the fairy field. He not only succeeded in the king of the celestial king, but also the giant in the celestial king. He yawned and the whole fairyland shook three shakes.

The more he wants to be more proud, his face can not help but laugh into a flower, but quickly forced to restrain, the word has not yet a glimpse, the most important thing is to find out the cold, otherwise everything becomes empty.

He launched a broader search, not to find Ling Han, not to win the Xian Wang Gongfa and the fairy, he will never return to the eight stone forbidden.

He found a very distant place, but he was shocked. He saw a silver light passing through and flew away in the distance.

It is wearing a cloud shuttle!

The kid appeared, Hu Feng suddenly looked bright, and chased the past.

A golden boulevard appeared immediately, chasing the past with the Yunsuo, which was faster. The saints realized the highest level of the rules of the heavens and the earth. It can be said that it is integrated with the heavens and the earth, and only the saints can be compared with the saints.

Hey, Hu Feng is just three steps, he chased it up, but when he reached out to take the cloud shuttle, he grabbed a slap.

It disappeared again, and even the ship brought people.

Hu Feng is a little crazy, and the Ming Zhibao is in front of him, and the owner is only a small constant river in the Ganges. He clearly has to be able to win with his own hands. How can he not make meritorious deeds?

This time, he simply sat in the same place and waited.

After a while, wearing Yunsuo reappears, but it is just a few hundred miles away. He just made a blow, raised the starry sky fluctuations, and the black tower drifted with the waves, naturally "floating" out of the distance.

A golden avenue spreads out, Hu Feng catches up again, but when he catches up, the Yunsuo naturally disappears.

"Ah!" He yelled in the sky, only to feel awkward, a sage, a thought can turn over the river, with a full blow, even the stars can be crushed, but actually can not win a small river in the Ganges.

In the black tower.

"What is called, brother is also very depressed." Ling Han is uncomfortable, stared by a saint, he can only climb like a snail, which year and month will it take to reach Genting Star?

No way, Hu Feng is like a shark who has seen blood, and he must stare at him.

"Alright, there is a saint staring, this pressure is enough." Ling Han thought of a good place.

After a day of rest, he tried his best and left the Black Tower again. When Hu Feng caught up, he chose to fight against the other side. After two consecutive times, he once again hid in the Black Tower.

"Call! Call!" Ling Han gasps like a cow, "The same is Xiao Sheng, the gap is really big, I can be sure that this Hu Feng can be all within the hundred strokes of the Mingxin saints and so on."

"However, by being tempered by a saint, my strength will become more and more condensed, and my strength will be enhanced in disguise."

Changed a person to do this is to find death, but the cold is different, he cultivated the immortal, just like a peerless immortal gold, the more he is tempered, the more tenacious, of course, the premise is not to exceed his limit, otherwise Just looking for death.

In this way, Ling Han will fight hard with Hu Feng every day, and after each "battle", he will have some understanding.

Which Ganges River can compete with the saints and the real guns every day? Don't say that you can't do it, which saint is so free?

Now the situation is special, Hu Feng has become the best sparring of Ling Han.

After a month passed, Ling Han actually took Hu Feng three strokes!

Although this trick allowed him to directly use a drop of immortal liquid to repair the body, but can prove that Ling Han has made great progress a month ago, he is absolutely impossible to take Hu Feng three strokes.

This also makes Hu Feng feel awkward, so progress is terrible, is he going to create a monster by himself?

But he wants to turn and leave, that is even more impossible!

The king of the king, the fairy, the two are the same, he can not let go, even if he catches up to the ends of the earth, he must also win the cold.

Anyway, the other person killed the Hu family, contaminated with causality, no matter how to escape is useless, he can find!

Three months later, Ling Han was able to take the three strokes of Hu Feng with ease, and he also cultivated the last star, reaching the true peak of the small pole.

On this day, he did not come out to fight Hu Feng, but retreat under the reincarnation tree, hitting the extreme.

He can say that he can't play without playing, but Hu Feng has to concentrate on it. He has been tightly stretched all day, for several months, even if he is a saint.

The biggest problem is that Ling Han did not appear for a month, which made him even more uncomfortable. To be continued