Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Ling Han can't see the specific cultivation of these three young people, but the other side can do so, he can judge the opponent's combat power.

It’s not repairing, it’s fighting power.

Because the exercises that this person has done are extremely eccentric, not like the traditional ones, they can't be completely set up with the stars and the world. It can only be said that his combat power is comparable to that of the Ganges.

It is as if this young man has created a completely different cultivation system!

This is a bit sloppy. Although it is difficult to create a practice, the top genius can do it. It can create a cultivation system, that is, from scratch, from scratch, it is a complete innovation.

Of course, Ling Han does not think that this young man has such a strong ability, but his ancestors have created a new system of cultivation, he just practiced.

In an ancient place that has been dusted for many years, there have been a group of warriors who cultivate different systems!

From the three words of the outsiders, we can know that these three people are indigenous at this time, and their combat power can be more perfect than that of the Ganges River. This shows that the cultivation system is very mature, and there are absolutely saints. The elders exist.

However, the creation of a new cultivation system is of course powerful, but in the end it is necessary to use strength to speak.

How does the power at the Ganges level match the saint? What's more, the strength of Xiao Bian is not even clear to Ling Han, but he feels very strong and strong, so that he will not be afraid of being enemies.

Hey!

The young man’s attack hit the small bones, and it was not that the young man’s strength was strong, but that the little bones did not escape and did not parry.

Xiaoyan’s way of thinking is completely different from ordinary people.

It's a strange face, saying: "Yeah?" Means, why are you hitting me? Moreover, this is a completely useless attack.

The young man was a glimpse. He did not expect the strength of the small bones to be so strong, so that his own blow was completely ineffective. But he did not panic, and proudly said: "Don't force me to ask the old people, otherwise, you only have one way to die!"

"Hand over the treasure!"

On the side of the two young people, he arched his elbows at him, and gestured to him to look at the three beautiful ladies such as Tianfeng Goddess.

The young man seems to be headed, his eyes swept over, and he couldn’t help but feel the heart. These three women are all beautiful in the world, beautiful! Although he is practicing another system, the aesthetic vision is no different.

"There are three women who want to go back to us!" He added another sentence.

Ling Han could not help but sneer, did the three heads be kicked? The small people in the three Ganges Rivers in the district, dare to beat the idea of ​​the saint? He thought to himself and said, "Let's go to your family and see."

"What qualifications do you have?" The young man headed for Ling Hanjun, a pair of people who absolutely look down on him.

Ling Han reached out and the momentum was moving. Hey, the three young people immediately squatted down and sneaked into the cold sweat, only to feel the heart exploding.

"Lead the way." Ling Han said faintly, "I will start killing again if I want to take the lead. Anyway, if you want to lead the way, one is enough."

The three men were all trembled, and they could clearly sense the terrible killing from the cold tone. They quickly nodded and took the road ahead. However, they are sneer in their hearts, and now you are mad, waiting for the family, the master is out, is your death!

Ling Han looked at their looks in the eyes and did not care at all. With his current strength, he was afraid of encountering the peak of the Holy King. In the whole ancient world, he could not find a strong man who could crush him. .

Along the way, Ling Han asked the situation of the three people here. Under his pressure, the three did not dare to spit.

They claim to be Yuan people and live in this area. For generations, they have spent at least hundreds of billions of years. For a long time, even the ancient irons that recorded ancient history are rotten and cannot be traced back.

There are many ethnic groups like them, all distributed near the big river. The closer to the upper reaches, the stronger the tribe's strength, and the Yuan is the weakest.

Of course, although they are the weakest, they are not weak. The strength of the patriarch is the level of the sacred king. The old is the level of the ordinary sacred king. Each family has at least five such strong, the most upstream tribe. How many sacred kings are still unclear, but the Yuan family is five, and the Cheng people who are close to the Yuan family are also five sacred kings.

Why live better than the river?

Not because of survival, but for cultivation!

They took the water from that big river from an early age, which allowed their cultivation speed to skyrocket, and they could enter the holy world in just a hundred thousand years. Say it out to scare people!

You have worked hard outside to cultivate, and you may still fall short after hundreds of millions of years. It falls on the step of the great success of the Ganges, but here, as long as you drink and drink and practice, the achievement of the holy place is easy.

However, this is only for them.

Some outsiders also took water and drank, and the result was directly violently killed.

This has nothing to do with cultivation, because the baby born here is also a human being, a virtual environment, but can easily drink the river.

It seems that this also needs to match their special cultivation system.

The more upstream, the more avenues of avenues in the river, so there is often fighting between the tribes, and everyone wants to move to a more upstream place to make their tribes stronger.

Said, they also came to the Yuan family.

This is a huge primitive tribe. It is so big that it is dying, but it does not build a city. It is a tent, and it is a series of tents. Some of them are houses built with trees. Anyway, how come it is simple.

There are so many people, millions of people, like these three young people, dressed strangely, with black symbols. In addition to them, you can see obvious outsiders. Walking here is like inserting a banner, which is too conspicuous.

It seems that this is the first place for outsiders.

At this moment, the three young people suddenly yelled and yelled. Suddenly, the nearby indigenous people were surrounded, and all of them showed strong hostility.

A middle-aged man came out in the crowd. His breath was very strong. According to Ling Han's existing experience, this person should have reached the holy position, but it is only comparable to Xiao Sheng.

Here, the saint is not worth the money at all, and it is holy to walk out alone.

This can be seen as a microcosm of the fairyland, and it has long been split and pushed into the fissures of the ancient world. This is all about the saints. If you go to the fairyland, it should be a saint like a dog.

The sense of superiority of the saints who have no sacred sages and dragons’ words is immediately stunned.

"Let's let go!" said the middle-aged man coldly.

"Let, people!" Seeing so many fresh people, Xiao Bing is so excited that he naturally learns his tongue.

The middle-aged man looked at the little bone and showed a hint of anger, but he did not put it in his heart. He continued: "I am a Yuan family, but dare to be arrogant?"

Small bone: "In, I, Yuan"

Me, rely on!

"Looking for death!" The middle-aged man was furious and took a shot to the small bone. To be continued