Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Ling Han did not have a single beating. He ran out of fire for nine days, and the flames burned.

The old ancestor immediately regressed. He had a feeling that if he was touched by this flame, he would be burned out. He went straight back to Baizhang, and he stopped, his eyes fixed on the flame, his face was cloudy and uncertain.

He settled his mind, looked at it again, and found that he had made a fuss. This flame is really terrible, but it is almost impossible to break his defense.

It’s strange that it gives him a sense of guilt, but it’s actually not very strong.

Suddenly he felt a move and there was an idea that he could not believe.

Ancestor fire!

Legend has it that there are nine kinds of ancestral fires in Xianyu. It is the source of all flames. It can also be regarded as the most direct evolution of the rules of the fire system. Someone once predicted that if you can achieve the strongest fire with nine ancestors, you can achieve the strongest fire. The rules are above the king.

Is this one of the ancestors? Otherwise, it is only a matter of creating the world. Why do you give him a taboo to die?

This kid...the good fortune, actually refining an ancestral fire!

The eyes of the ancestors were red, and such a treasure was not necessarily met by the fairy king, but was owned by a small creation.

He wants to seize this opportunity.

"Hahahaha, this seat is coming!" The old ancestor grabbed the cold, and the hands were wrapped around the road, which was enough to fight the nine-day fire.

Ling Han sighed, and the ancestors who came here will definitely be the exception of the North Xuan Ming who was very reluctant to go through the situation. Even so, the king of the world in his creation is still unable to match the dust of such water. Old ancestors.

The difference between Xianfan and the difference is really a big god. It is no wonder that so many people are full of confidence. They think that the gap is no big fear now. As long as they move into the dust, it is equivalent to starting from the same starting line.

"Haha, I will stop here today. When I meet again, I will lick your dog!" Ling Han threw out the woodcut, and went with the Queen, leaving the old ancestors roaring behind.

No way, there is a boulevard in the river, maybe only the king can cross.

"It is necessary to dust as soon as possible." Ling Han said cautiously.

The Queen is deeply convinced that she nodded, not to see that they are invincible in the creation of the world, but when they encounter a ancestors, they must bind their feet, which really makes them extremely unhappy.

The flow of the river is extremely fast, but there is no splash of water, and the calm is a little scary. If you look at the river carefully, you can find that there are signs of avenues. Unfortunately, this river can't be drunk, otherwise it will be a treasure for the warriors who practice the water system.

There is no living in the water, which is normal. If you can survive in such a river, then such a creature will be a fairy king level, scared to death.

"Go to the source of the river." The small tower suddenly opened.

After entering the fairyland, the small tower is like a stealth, basically did not answer the cold, according to its words, the Xianyu aura is sufficient, it is very helpful for its "nurturing", so it is too lazy to care about the cold.

I didn't expect to take the initiative now.

Ling Han said in the middle of the sea: "You have no good things when you open your mouth! Is it something that is found here is good for your recovery?"

The little tower snorted and said: "I suspect that there is a motherland water here, originally intended to fulfill yours, but if you say so, then I am too lazy to gossip."

"Wait, wait, what is the motherland water?" Ling Han quickly asked.

"Since there are nine ancestors in the world, why can't we have the same level of mother water?" The little tower said faintly, and then did not say anything.

Ancestors, mother water, one level!

Ling Han snorted and said: "I can also refine and become my source of strength?"

"In theory," said the little tower. "However, I don't want to help you get the motherland water at all. It's totally impossible."

By the way, this proud tower, is not a small one to say it?

Ling Han sighed and said: "Don't make trouble, say serious."

The small tower screamed a few times and said: "This river is most likely the formation of the motherland water. If you trace the source, you should be able to discover the existence of the mother water."

“How do I collect it?” asked Ling Han. “The river can’t be touched at all. It’s a dead word.”

"Without my guidance, you are naturally dead, but with my existence, everything is different." The little tower said proudly, but did not go on, obviously, it also remembered hatred.

"...Small tower, I just talked heavily." Ling Han had to surrender. If he was replaced by an enemy, he could still be defeated. But the tower is in his body, but he has no way.

The small tower was placed on the shelf, and it was said: "In fact, it is very simple. You refine the nine-day fire as the source. As long as you wrap yourself in nine days, you can guarantee that you are not harmed by the mother water."

"Can you do it?" Ling Han suspected that the nine days of fire did not even reach the dust, how to fight such mother water?

"Stupid, it is not for you to directly confront the mother water. This is just a trace of the mother's water. If the nine-day fire can't be confronted, what qualifications are called ancestors?" The tower does not agree.

"But I have to go to the dust, if it deviates from the direction..." Ling Han hesitated, missed the opportunity of this time, then wait for another thousand years, or go back to find other places of dust.

If you have to wait for thousands of years, he must choose to break through the dust first, and then come in and collect the mother water.

"Hey, how can I spread your stupid master?" The little tower sighed and sighed. "The whole mystery should be formed by the motherland water. If you can get the mother water, it is the most powerful force in heaven and earth." It’s not enough to carry out the dust in a rich place?”

Ling Han suddenly relieved, this is very good, and both are not delayed.

Nine-day fire is already incomparable. If he can still collect a motherland water to become his own source of power, then how strong will his combat power be?

He told the Queen and Tianfeng Goddess about this matter. Of course, the two women agreed to collect the mother water. Anyway, the Queen could enter the Black Tower and go out to the mother water to make a dust there.

Ling Han took the palm of his hand and pushed the woodcut forward. Along the way, he also caught up with many people. I saw that some wood fell after the encounter, and the people above were completely smashed into the water.

After another road, he accidentally discovered Zhang Chong and Fei Shuyu, and then followed them behind.

His decision was very correct, because the two men encountered several waves of attacks, the last time they were unable to resolve, or Ling Han shot, to solve the danger for them.

The name of the book is sharp, and the cold is recognized. Zhang Chong is awkward. I think of the attitude of Ling Han before. Now people are not helping the former, so he feels very uncomfortable.

Ling Han will accompany them. Two days later, they will go ashore and will be able to lead to the last place of dust, but it is also the most dangerous place in the dusty world, called the Death Cave.