Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

The Zhao people have dispatched a total of six strong people. This is obviously not their full strength. It is probably that this is enough to suppress them.

Ling Han’s heart was unhappy, his eyes swept over and said: “You better not to provoke me, otherwise the people who are here will not only be one.”

"Let's relax!" The six men screamed at the same time.

Although they are not old-fashioned, they can all be called the strongest in the nine rings, comparable to the early and even the middle of the holy king.

"Get him!"

Six people shot and attacked Ling cold.

Ling Han grabbed the former big man and held the man's ankle. When he became a weapon, he smashed toward the top six.

He, he will dance the human flesh stick.

The big man was so scared that he turned his face to the whole body. Otherwise, if he was touched by the same people and took a note, he was immediately shocked.

And the six people are not allowed to go out of their way, so as not to accidentally hurt the tribe.

"Hold the hostage, what are you doing!" They are excited.

"You control me!" Ling Han shouted, holding the "big killer" to kill the six people, the big man as a sword to run, hey, he was really out of his sword, constantly from The body of the big man came out.

This can make the Great Han pit bitter, and even if he is fully guarded by the power, how can he endure the sword of the cold, suddenly suddenly open and fleshy, **** and fuzzy.

Ling Han hit the rise and threw the big man to the side, and fell into the six people. Hey, punched and kicked, and soon all six people were suppressed.

Under his speed, no one escaped at all.

The small bone is looking at the side of the head. It is now a sponge, constantly absorbing everything, and in its mind, Ling Han is obviously the most influential, letting it mimic the cold in every move.

Ling Han took the lead and since he has already made this move, he does not want to close his hand.

After a while, the Zhao people had another strong rush, and this time there were more people, reaching the number of 100 people.

Ling Han had to feel that there are so many masters here.

These hundred people are all strong in the nine rings, and there are more than a dozen people who are all black and inky, reaching the level of the holy king.

Seeing so many enemies, Xiao Bing's eyes turned green, but fortunately, it remembered the words of Ling Han, lowered his head, did not attack, and did not find it strange.

Its wisdom is getting higher and higher, and it is becoming more and more human.

"Let's let go!" An old man wearing a five-foot-long crest has his longest crown, apparently the chief of the Zhao tribe. His face was cold and his eyes were filled with anger, like a thunder.

Ling Han shook his head and said: "Old man, I don't like this imperative tone, let's talk about another attitude."

"Looking for death!" An old man shot, banged, and the big hand came out. The black lines appeared, and the sun, the moon and the stars were faintly visible, but it was completely different from the ancient world.

Ling Han punched out, **** for tat, and did not hesitate.

boom!

After a bang, the old man’s body swayed, revealing a hint of color.

In his view, Ling Han's breath is much weaker than him before he has dealt with other outsiders, so although the two do not belong to a cultivation system, they can help him to judge.

But this note is to make him unexpected, and the other party is not weak at all.

"Cough!" The chief of the Zhao nationality spoke. He reached out and pressed to indicate that the old man should stop shooting. "External, if you want to borrow, you can! Let go immediately and apologize to us. On the acquittal."

"The patriarch!" The crowds are always exclaimed, isn't that too cheap for them?

The Zhao nationality shook his head slightly, whispering: "The overall situation is important!"

They are rushing to fight with the Lang people in the near stage. This festival is naturally unwilling to have unexpected things. After all, Ling Han has proved that his strength cannot be underestimated.

All the people are always angry, but they have not opposed it. They all secretly decided that when they return, they must let them know.

Want to explore the secret at the end of the upstream? dream!

The ancestors of all ethnic groups have long explored there together, but they are not allowed to approach each other. There is only one dead road in hardships. Therefore, these outsiders can only return in the same way.

They are all looking at the cold, cheap these people, can live a few more days.

Ling Han shook his head and said: "You must not make a mistake, I am not coming to borrow! These seven people are now hostages, you open a price, the price is satisfactory, I will return them to you, otherwise If you are now, kill it now and keep it fresh!"

Do you dare to extort us?

All the strong people of the Zhao nationality are furious, and the Zhao nationality patriarchs are all gloomy, revealing the murder.

His previous retreat was not afraid of Ling Han, but did not want to disrupt the deployment of the attacking Lang.

Are you looking to die?

"Get it!" The Zhao nationality said coldly, and finally lost patience.

"The sixth, let's go together!" A young man came out. He is the seven ethnic group of the Zhao nationality. He is a brother of the six ethnic groups. The combination of the two is also the most tacit understanding.

"Good!" The six ethnic groups also came out, and the two stood side by side, staring at Ling Han with a cold-eyed look, with no expression on his face, as if Ling Han was already a dead person.

Ling Han smiled slightly, and did not move the Ming Wang Jinshen to expand. The six arms stretched out and grabbed all the six hostages on the ground. They became weapons: "Come on!"

This!

You are too shameless, actually take the hostage as a weapon! Moreover, if you catch two, you still have to catch six. If you only have six arms, are you going to grab the last person?

This thought also crossed the mind of Ling Han. He could not help but think that since four arms can be derived, can it be further, let this number reach six, eight or even more?

You can try it, maybe you have to pay countless hours, but it's worth a try, isn't it?

The six-family and the seven-family are all rodents, and they are afraid to shoot. They can only stare at Ling Han and have never seen such a brazen person!

Ling Handao: "Do not fight, then come and discuss the ransom, if you are low, don't blame me for tearing up the ticket!"

The strong people of the Zhao people are all face-lifting, but even if they are prone to appear strong, there are still very few people who can reach the Nine Rings. They belong to talents who cannot afford to lose, because there are other tribes in the downstream places, as long as their strength is slightly If you weaken it, you will launch an attack without mercy and replace it.

Some are only defeated, and they have retreated to the lower reaches, while others have been directly destroyed and disappeared into the long river of history.

"One hundred top-level **** medicines!" The Zhao nationality chief opened his mouth and waved his right hand in front of him. He threw out a lot of magical medicines. Because of the large number, you can see the obvious divine brilliance.

Ling Han was snoring and said: "Do you think that I am called Hanako, I want to send me with this kind of thing?" These gods are only the 16th order.

He suddenly shot, pulled a hostage's arm down and threw it at the Zhao strong.