Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Ling Han’s thoughts are floating, the golden generation that has been brushed out, the old monsters and the small monsters that have been invincible for a long time are born in this era. Shouldn’t it be a coincidence?

When he thought about it, the young man of the armor also came out of the magic fog. The slender figure exudes the meaning of killing the blood, and people can't help but tremble.

"In the next Yang Yiyi." The young man smiled, but it seemed very gentle. "I have seen your predecessors."

All the saints are slightly decapitated. After all, there is a saint standing on the side of the people. Moreover, the elders of Yang Yi are probably the quasi-emperors. Therefore, this face is still to be given.

Yang Yi also looked at the young people: "I want to challenge young geniuses, but can someone give me a gift?"

The emperors looked at each other and there was no one talking at a time.

They all got the voice of the family saints, so that they don't want to be impulsive. This Yang Yi is still unpredictable, or let others try it out. If it is terrible, isn't it a shame in public?

Yang Yi also showed a touch of color: "Nobody?"

This sentence is exported, so that the emperors are somewhat ugly.

What a scornful look?

Do you think that no one can match him?

You come out from the magic fog, no one can rival you?

"I will come to teach you!" One emperor stood up. He is Yi Taiming of the Blood Flame Emperor. It is not a golden generation, nor a silver generation, but an ordinary emperor.

However, the word Emperor is the most reputable name, representing the absolute genius.

Yang Yi still smiled and calmly bowed his hand to Yi Taiming: "Please."

Yi Taiming sighed softly and succumbed to Yang Yi.

Yang Yi also shot, it is a common punch, but this punch seems to be able to break the world, the horror can not be described.

Awkwardly, Yi Taiming fell to the ground and fainted directly.

Seeing this scene, everyone is frowned.

In fact, Yi Taiming is just just entering the spiritual environment. Although he is a emperor, even if he encounters a genius of a genius, he still has only an invincible share.

But Yang Yi still has this punch... it’s terrible.

Not only the power, but also the kind of momentum, the kind of supreme confidence, as if the heavens and the earth can collapse, making people scalp numb.

What a big heart is this?

Yang Yi also smiled a little: "Which other Xiongtai is willing to give a gift?"

The silver generations look at each other. Is it necessary to run a metamorphosis since Ling Han, Ding Shu, and Shi Yi?

Can he be so arrogant?

Hang Weili, the silver generation of Wanleidi, came out and smiled. "In Xiahangweili, ask Yang brother for one or two."

"Please." Yang Yi is still very polite, mildly too much.

Hang Weili immediately smothered out. He first sacrificed seven spirits, and each of them made a big move, and went to Yang Yi to attack.

Obviously, he is very jealous of this opponent, and he has already gone all out.

Yang Yi is still a punch, just like the one just now, but it is only a few times in the power but it is improved.

Hey, Hang Weili was smashed out and fell heavily on the ground, and it also fainted.

Hey, two fists defeated two emperors.

Moreover, what is even more amazing is that the power of the second boxing and the first boxing is very different, and it seems that it has been adjusted according to the strength of the opponent.

Yang Yi also smiled slightly and said: "I am a nine-variety, but I will never press people with the realm. Therefore, if the opponent is repaired, I will push the realm to the corresponding level."

Therefore, the power of the second boxing and the first boxing will be so much worse.

When you heard this, everyone was even more confused and even had a fear.

If you are squatting high, it is not uncommon to beat the emperor with a punch. There are too many spiritual situations to do. However, under the premise of "repairing", it is terrible to beat the silver generation with a punch.

Gold generation... can you get it?

At this time, everyone's eyes brushed toward the cold.

This guy has done it, defeating the silver generation.

God, it’s really a great enchanting.

Yang Yi is still a light wind: "So, you can have more than a few people together, ten or twenty don't matter."

His expression is mild, seemingly bleak, but this is aggressive and arrogant.

Actually let the emperors join together, and not two or three, ten or twenty don't matter.

What a madness?

So provocative, so that the saints of the Tetriarch are not able to hold on some faces, they represent the strongest in the world, but now some people are provoking their authority, if they do not fight back, then is it not to let the world people laugh?

"Oh, since Yang Xiaoyou is so confident, let's go together." A saint smiled.

By the way, what are you doing?

Think again, one-on-one, who can be this abnormal opponent?

Silver one generation, one punch and two seconds, single-on-one is not a dish?

Moreover, the golden generation has not been here. Secondly, the last golden generation has also entered the teaching level. How come, how to bully?

What does it mean to win?

It’s still a group. Although it’s also no face on the face, at least it’s the spirit of Yang Yi’s repayment. And isn’t that what he asked for?

Soon, there were emperors who came out one after another, basically the silver generation, with 22 people.

"Come on." Yang Yi also smiled and was extremely gentle.

The emperors looked at each other, and these twenty people joined forces, things that never happened.

But now the arrow is on the string and has to be sent.

"kill!"

They all rushed out and sang the emperor, which was terrible.

However, Yang Yi also stepped forward, with double fists and no fear.

At this moment, he was flying and his expression was flying. It was not the gentle young man. It was like a sword that was squirted. It was a slap in the air, and it was straight into the sky.

Mad, domineering, unscrupulous!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

He punches one by one, how about the silver generation, how to join hands, is not his enemy of the punch, only seeing people flying, after the twenty-two fists, the whole world is quiet.

Everyone is stunned and can't believe their eyes at all.

Lost, defeated, just a few breaths of time, twenty-two emperors will all defeat.

Does anyone say this when someone goes out?

It’s too shocking!

Yang Yi also received the boxing, the flying hair hangs down, and he resumes the gentleness before the reconciliation. He said softly: "Can anyone give a gift?"

The voice fell and no one answered.

The gold generation does not come out, who can resist?

Even if the golden generation is born, is it really his opponent?

But the golden generation can compare with the great emperor. If this person is even more powerful than the golden generation, then is he not going to surpass the great emperors of all ages?

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