Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Too weak, his current strength is too weak, can barely provoke the trace of the martial arts will or because he has a little bit of heaven and earth.

Ling Han nodded, it is ok, at least this sword is a real ten-order material, and although it only stimulates a martial art will, how powerful it is to break the virtual world, the will of the martial arts will be very powerful.

Besides, the stronger his strength, the more naturally he can inspire the power of the magic sword. Sooner or later, this ten-order spirit will be revived.

The problem is that his current strength is too weak. I really want to expose that he has a ten-order spirit, how many eyes will it attract?

He secretly decided not to use the magic sword at the crucial moment.

It’s time to go to the demons.

Ling Han looked out through the black tower, only to see that Xuan Guo was still looking for himself, a pair of three-footed, willing to get the appearance.

His body flashed and appeared in the outside world.

"Hey?" Seeing Ling Han silently appeared, and the color of the shock was revealed when Xuan Deng was able to appear. If the other party can appear on his side, once he is attacked, can he easily succeed?

Ling Han smiled slightly and said: "Now I should call you Rong Xuan, or Shura the Emperor?"

The soul of Rong Xuan’s soul should have been obliterated. Now it is the soul of the Shura Emperor who occupies this flesh.

"Young people, this seat was originally intended to occupy your body, I did not expect you to run so fast!" Rong also Xuan laughed, "Whatever you call this seat, when the seat is re-invested in the world, it will naturally recover The honor of the Shura Emperor."

Ling Han's right hand rose. The magic sword is already in his hands, he danced a sword flower. Road: "If you die here, there will be no future!"

"Ha ha ha ha!" Rong also Xuan laughed. Then he shook his head. "Maybe you can destroy this body, but it doesn't matter, this seat can still occupy one more! If it is so easy to destroy, how can it be divided into nine parts and suppressed in various secrets?"

"It turns out that you didn't lie at this point, but it was really split." Ling Han smiled.

Rong also Xuan Rong color a cold, said: "In front of this seat, you dare to speak out?"

"How. I want you to call you an adult?" Ling Han smiled.

"In the past, I don't know how many people are in front of this seat. People who are many times more powerful than you are in the eyes of the seat. What are you counting?"

"Oh, got it, the hero does not mention the courage of the year, I am really just a spring, but you can't go anywhere." Ling Han fanned the fan.

"Damn boy!" Rong Xuan's face is aggravated, "just right. The owner of this body has a deep killing of you, this seat also wants to kill you, then go to hell!"

He shot aloud and took a shot. Numerous black light surged, turning into a long snake like a snake, hitting the cold.

Ling Han fearless. Although the Shura Emperor was out of trouble, it was also equivalent to being trapped in a body of a spring. The threat will be greatly reduced, otherwise he will not appear at all. Anyway, there is still a tall top in the sky.

He stunned the magic sword and turned to the past.

"Damn, can you erase the consciousness of this seat on the sword?" Rong Xuanyuan had a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He wanted to order the spirit of the spirit, and directly wiped out the cold, but found that his command was like a sea.

He should have immediately realized that his own knowledge is less, but whoever let him merge with the body of Rong Xuan, led to a significant decrease in sensitivity, and realized that it was not right when the command did not move.

This kid is too weird!

However, it took tens of thousands of years of effort, and it was slowly infiltrated into the magic sword, which eroded the spirit and made the sword use for him, greatly weakening the power of the formation. Xuan Cai was able to take the magic sword away.

Unexpectedly, just a day's effort, Ling Han completely erased his knowledge from the magic sword.

wrong!

The spirit of this sword should also be annihilated, because his consciousness has been integrated with the spirit of the instrument, reaching the point of dying with one another. Since his **** is annihilated, it means that the spirit is also dead.

He was relieved, otherwise if the tenth-order spirit was in power, he couldn’t stop it now!

Although he is a very special life body, it was originally developed from the pure state of the soul. However, without the flesh, it is the rootless root. Moreover, it has been suppressed for tens of thousands of years, and it is sure to be badly hurt. It consumes too much magical power. Now it just occupies a physical body. If it is changed immediately, he will have to be hurt.

Therefore, he does not want this body to be destroyed.

Ling Han smiled slightly and said: "This sword is wasted for you."

I rub!

With the heart of Shura's emperor, there is a kind of impulsive impulse. How is his identity, it has been suppressed for tens of thousands of years? This thing can be scared to death, and a junior dare to despise him?

"Hey, how do you have a ten-order spirit, it is impossible to play the power, or let this seat give you a funeral!" Rong also Xuan sneered, opened his mouth and spit, a black spurt, turned into a Root black thorn.

This is not the magic of the Shura Emperor, but the corpse of Xuanyuan!

Ling Han looks stunned, the magic sword is flat, the tip of the sword is slightly downward, the endless sword is condensed, and there are a small vortex around.

When the face was changed, Xuan’s face changed. “Which sword is this? Hey, how does this seat seem to remember where I have seen it?”

Mysterious three thousand!

Ling Han out of the sword, Yuan Li emerged, turned into a multicolored light - this is the change after the Yongquan, the heavens and the earth aura condensed, turned into a sword of Yuanli, actually reached a hundred!

The Xuanyuan three styles must be cultivated at least in the Yongquan area. Before he could use the power of the Yongquan, he could not play the true power of the Xuanyuan three.

Now that he has reached the spring, at least this mysterious three thousand is the real show.

"This sword is meant... This is the sword of the Tianjian Palace!" Rong Xuan suddenly had a tight scorpion, showing obvious fear, but the attack hit him, he could only parry, his hands flew, and the black air Gushing out, can not tell whether it is magic or corpse.

Hey, the hundred swords passed through, the sword was as bright as the blaze, and the Rong Xuan was completely sieved.

Rong Xuan protects the head with one hand and protects the heart with one hand. There are black magic entanglements, and other parts of the body are riddled with blood and blood. He put his hands down and his arms were cut to reveal white bones, but the head and heart were completely protected.

"Heaven, Sword, Palace!" Rong also Xuan said one word, biting his teeth, it looked very angry, a black gas flowing in his body, the injury immediately recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. (To be continued, please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better updated faster!