Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

"Sin, stop!" Ding Jun roared, Ling Han will die every dozen or so people, some of them even his direct descendants, how can he tolerate not mad?

He jumped out and launched an attack against Ling Han.

"The old ancestors are mighty!"

"Old tyrants domineering!"

"Destroy this thief!"

The surviving Ding family are all amnesty, and no one has ever dared to enter the Ding family to kill.

Ding Jun killed, driving the secret of time, can age all attacks, and then take the opportunity to kill, causing death.

Ling Han’s eyes are colder, saying: “Today, I’m still a fair person!”

Hey, it seems like a sunny day, shaking Ding Jun's scalp. He shouted: "You are Hu Jiayu!"

It is no wonder that Ling Han always did the right thing with Ding Jia, and even recruited a Han family that had nothing to do with it. The Ding Jiazu Temple was demolished. It turned out that Ling Han was actually a descendant of Hu Family!

All of this finally has a reasonable explanation.

Ling Han did not explain the meaning, Ding Jun would misunderstand if he misunderstood, anyway, he came to kill.

He shot, seemingly not in a hurry, but it was hard to catch the past from Ding Jun's attack, holding the other's neck.

A ancestral ancestor, like a duck, was licked by his neck and struggled with his limbs.

This strength gap is so big and earthy!

Ling Han grabbed Ding Jun’s neck with the other hand. It was just a twist. He only heard the sound of the card. Ding Jun’s neck was broken by the students. Hey, a puff of blood spurted out, the old guy suddenly The limbs are pulled and there are dead dogs.

He did die, and the flesh was destroyed by vitality. Even the soul was destroyed by the rule of the cold, and there was no chance of fleeing.

Ling Han casually throws Ding Jun's body to the side, of course, space artifacts and the like, he did not forget to find all.

Around, a dead silence.

Ding Jun’s ancestors died, and even Ling Han’s move did not stop, as the dog slaughtered the chicken, and it was easy to kill.

That is a ancestor!

Everyone is shaking their legs. They want to run. They only feel that their legs are like lead. They don't move at all.

Ling Han did not show mercy, a fist banged out, suddenly more than a dozen people were blasted, and the gods were destroyed.

"Rain!" Some people are too thin, and immediately kneel down and ask for mercy.

"You guys who disdain, don't give this scorpion to the mercy, can he let us go?" There are also people with hard bones, who are holding their heads and staring at the cold, as if to remember his face. After death, he will also be turned into a ghost to retaliate.

Ling Han will pay attention to it. The only thing he will bring to Ding today is death.

He was physically shaped and his family was completely destroyed.

Ling Han and the Queen continued to move forward. He was unfamiliar with Ding's family. Therefore, he naturally went to the Ancestral Temple of Ding, where he was familiar.

"The wicked!"

"Go and inform the owner!"

"what!"

Ling Han all the way, did not leave a living, he saw too much, Ding family did not have a good thing, such a kind of kindness is too extravagant for Ding.

For a long time, Ling Han and the Queen came to the Dingjiazu Temple.

These two years have passed, and the Dingjiazu Temple has naturally completed its reconstruction. The golden wall is still brilliant and dignified.

"A group of villains, when they are alive, they are evil. If they die, they will be offered to enjoy the incense?" Ling Xiaoxiao laughed and punched out and began to destroy.

There is a legend in Xianyu, that is, after the death of a person, if the person’s spiritual position is established, and the **** is worshipped by incense, then if the time is long enough, the soul of the person will reunite and then be reborn in the descendants of the blood. !

If successful, this **** offspring can easily reach the height before life, and in a family, the meaning is extraordinary.

Besides, this also satisfies the desire of eternal life. After all, there is a thing of heaven and man. In fact, there are not many strong people in Xianyu who can really live forever, but the years when many old monsters lived are so horrible.

Ding Jiali, the ancestral temple, hopes that the ancestors will be able to condense their souls, live in the bodies of future generations, and add more power to the Ding family.

The wicked man who has been dead for many years still wants to live and be evil again?

Of course not!

Ling Han made a full effort, rumbling, the entire ancestral temple trembled, but did not collapse for a while.

Because there is a system of protection here, Ling Han is not a four-powerful person like Han Lu, and the destructive power cannot be compared. But he immediately launched the power of nine days of fire, Xuan Yin mother water, and thunder, and this destructive power was terrible.

Especially the nine-day fire and the Xuanyin mother water, can not measure their power by the realm, as long as they are stained, the avenue is powerful, everything is extinguished!

In fact, the power of the Thunder is also very horrible. This is the most powerful force in the realm of the gods. It is only limited to the level of the ancient world. After entering the fairyland, this upper limit is opened and the power is really strong.

In a sense, this power of thunder is also a natural world, but it can also be regarded as the power of the source.

"Zuzong tablets!"

"What did my family build?"

Many of the old people worshipping in the ancestral temples cried with a tear in their noses. They ran out and looked at the cold and glare. If the eyes could kill, the cold must have been torn into pieces.

"Right!" A roar, and finally there is a strong person to step.

Ding Frost, a ancestors.

This is a very good tribe of the Ding family. The time of enlightenment is very early, so it looks like only forty years old, and the blood is like the sea. He screamed, his body was full of blood, and if the devil came out of the mountain, his arrogance was arrogant.

Ding Xiaochen also appeared. He looked at the enemy of Ling Han with a stunned look. He did not know how to express his feelings.

The power of this enemy has reached the point where he can only look up. He only dares to hate it in his heart, but he does not dare to express it. He has been tempered by Ling Han several times.

Ling Hanxin thought of a move, lightly shouted: "Beast, out!"

Suddenly, three lights emerged from his body.

The white light condenses into a tiger, the red light condenses into a bird, and the blue light is a beast.

Ten beasts, the core of the beastmaster king!

After so many days, he has mastered some of the mysteries of the ten beasts. He can condense three beasts, with the nine-day fire, the mysterious mother water and the heavenly robbers as the core. He wants to try these three beasts. power.

When the three beasts came out, they suddenly burst into anger, and the timid people coughed up their bile.

Ding Shuang is also very shocked, he has a feeling, any one of the beasts, he has only been killed.

How can it be?

He stared at Ling Han and looked at his eyes. His face could not help but show a strong shock: "Dust! You, you, you, you actually made a dusty place!"

God has no eyes, such a thousand-killed **** actually went into the dust!