Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Ling Han explored his hand, and his thoughts moved. He, a lightning bolt hit from his palm, and the soldiers were beaten in the opposite direction.

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Suddenly, the spears in the hands of these soldiers were all blasted.

Although the spears are so lethal, the materials used in them are not so high. They are swept away by the thunder and are naturally bursting.

This time, everyone is so aggressive.

Is this guy really Raytheon? Otherwise, how can you raise a hand to throw a thunder, which is more terrible than those spears?

"Interesting." Zhou Miyang stared at Ling Han. "What seems to be hidden in your body."

"You have too much nonsense." Ling Han shook his head.

"When I take you, you will tell everything clearly." Zhou Miyang strode over, banging, his momentum changed, his hair was flying, and he was thundered and screaming. .

This guy is terrible.

The outsiders are not guilty of oysters. Before they completely looked down on the indigenous people here, even if there were taboos, it was also because of the birthplace of Zhou and the spearware of the discharge.

However, now that I saw Zhou Miyang's power, they suddenly realized that the indigenous people here are very strong and even stronger than most of them.

Song Yu looked at it, and the beautiful face was calm and waveless, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

This woman, the city is extremely deep.

Zhou Miyang walked toward Ling Han step by step. Every step fell, his momentum was strong, and the Thunder wrapped around him was also a terrible one. When he went to Ling Han’s front, he became a lightning bolt. The body is transparent, and all the lightning is intertwined.

Is this a kind of physique, or is it a kind of thunder practice?

Ling Han didn't care, even if he didn't charge the thunder light, he was confident that he could beat all the castings.

"For outsiders, let you see what is called the real power of Thunder!" Zhou Miyang said coldly, he, the whole person has turned into a thunder, "squatting" toward Ling Han.

Ling Han casually raised his hand and grabbed the Thunder.

"Haha, looking for a dead end!" Zhou Miyang reinvented the human form, sneered, and dared to seize himself. I don't know if he is now a thunder, even if the fairy is on the top, he must be broken through a hole.

However, no matter how he urged the power, Ling Han is nothing.

Even he felt that the body of Ling Han became a bottomless pit, consuming his thunder.

This is not his illusion, but it is not all right, because it is not the cold that devours the power of his thunder, but the light of the thunder in Xian Ding.

The Zhou family's practice is based on the thunder's light. It is made by an outstanding ancestors of the Zhou family through the power of extracting the ore. Therefore, the Zhou family can refine the mine ore and quickly improve it. And has the power of Thunder.

However, this also caused everyone who cultivated this work. In front of Ling Han, it was as if his son had met Laozi.

This is essentially restraint.

Zhou Miyang was afraid, but now he is not attacking Ling Han, but Ling Han wants to **** him dry.

He wants to escape, but he can be caught by Ling Han. He can't get rid of it. He can only watch his power being sucked away continuously. Even if he does not take the initiative, this secret force also seems to open the valve. Can't shut up.

Ray, Raytheon.

He crossed the thought in his heart. If it was not Raytheon, how could Ling Han suppress him like this?

"Raytheon, forgive!" He bowed his head.

How can people rival God?

"Served?" Ling Han faint.

"Impressed."

"Oh?"

"Oh."

Zhou Miyang appeared very humble, completely without the previous hegemony.

Ling Han is only letting go, ready to leave.

"Raytheon also asks to stay!" Zhou Miyang quickly said, "The family and the family will be very happy to meet you, I hope that adults can give the cold home a chance."

Ok?

Ling Han looked at Zhou Miyang, his expression was like laughing and laughing, so that Zhou Miyang could not help but shed cold sweat.

"Okay." He nodded.

Maybe this is a trap, but if Ling Han is on the verge of a long journey, there is a great grasp that he can get out of it. It is really urgent to push him. Heaven is not a vegetarian.

However, since Zhou Jia is sure to have a good grasp of Tianyun Mountain, there must be deep research, so Ling Han wants to get the information they have.

"Adult, please." Zhou Miyang looked respectful and led the way ahead.

Ling Han also ignored anyone and took his hand.

"Can I walk with me?" Xiangying fluttering, Song Yu has jumped over, she sneered and smiled, beautiful.

What kind of fun is this woman?

Ling Han brows slightly wrinkled, he has never seen the woman's IQ, but suddenly inserted a foot, it must be a plot.

"Song Fairy is willing to come and visit, of course, it is welcome to take both hands." Zhou Miyang was overjoyed.

The three left, leaving a group of guests very round.

What is the situation, just throw them here?

Say good friendship to the landlord?

Zhou Miyang led the way and they soon arrived at the Zhou family. Since it is the king of this place, the Zhou family certainly occupies a large area, and the floor is continuous and antique.

"Young Master." Seeing Zhou Miyang, the guard at the door quickly and respectfully bowed.

Zhou Miyang waved his hand and rejoiced. He took the cold and the two entered the hall, then invited them to wait a moment and left.

"It’s all old friends, and you still don’t show people in the true face?” Song said faintly.

Ling Han’s pretense is amazed: “Hey, I remember that your hand is very white and tender. Why do you say the old words?”

Brush, Song Hao suddenly cut a palm.

Ling Han side let, attack will escape, this time he was really surprised, because Song Hao's strength has improved.

Eight tripods.

This woman is really not to be underestimated. In just a few months, she will go further.

"Hmmm?" Song Yu was also surprised. She had an adventure in the previous adventure. She was trained from Qi Ding to Bading. It was Lu Qi who was also enough to fight. I didn’t expect this blow to let Ling Han easily hide. The past.

"Not only you have progressed." Ling Han smiled slightly, he restored the original appearance, after all, changing the shape needs to be maintained, very troublesome.

Song Wei is a bit uncomfortable. After she stepped into the Eight Diagrams, the most important thing is to put Ling Han, the disciple, on the meal. Do you think her hand can touch it at will? I did not expect that she has made progress, and Ling Han has made progress. She still can't help this guy.

At this time, three people came out of the door.

Two are middle-aged men in their forties, and the third is Zhou Miyang.

"I will introduce this, this is my father's careful, this is my second uncle, Zhou Lou." Zhou Miyang said with a smile, no more fear before.

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