Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

The two men fought fiercely, and it was difficult to distinguish between them at one time.

Everyone is excited on the city.

The thousand corpses have been blown up, and the result is no different. It is necessary to know that although Jia Zhang is one of the five dragons, it is really necessary to talk about the seniority of the seniority. In the younger generation of Zhongzhou, it is absolutely impossible to enter the top 100.

Only Xuanyuan Ziguang, the demon back to the moon and other people represent the limits of this generation of young genius.

Thousands of corpse ancestors are also ancient antiquity, but the disciples who can be cultivated are just like this. It seems that the age is too far apart, and this sect is also gone. If there is no fourth murder, it is absolutely vulnerable.

Ling Han is shaking his head and said: "Jia Zhang lost."

The voice of his words is not low. There are many people on the side who hear it.

"Hey, who are you from, how do you expect Jia Zhang to lose?"

"Not a spy of a thousand corpse?"

"I look suspicious!"

These people are staring at Ling Han and their eyes are not good.

Zhu Xuer was clever, and immediately understood the meaning of Ling Han. He said: "The man is a disciple of Qian Zongzong, and the real strength of Qian Zongzong... is a corpse soldier!"

Listening to the explanations of the children, everyone suddenly lost.

Yes, why is Qian Zongzong notorious, spurned for the world? Was it annihilated tens of thousands of years ago? It is because they smelt the corpse!

Where are the corpses going? There are warriors who killed them, and there are strong bodies that have been stolen from the cemetery.

There is no corpse of the corpse, that is the second-rate sect, but with the corpse of the corpse, it is a powerful force that can be compared to the Tianjianzong and Yunfengzong, and even surpassed it.

Now the young man is only enemies of Jia Zhang by his own combat power, then after he has sacrificed the corpse soldiers... What about the winners and losers?

Ling Han said that Jia Zhang lost. It’s not a nonsense, nor is it standing on the side of the corpse. But to tell the truth, there are facts to follow.

However, the party’s Jia Zhang did not respond at all. He still fought fiercely with the young man, and the two just happened to be evenly matched, so he also had a good fight. This was suppressed in the city for ten days, which made him unhappy and needed a big fight to solve the problem.

"Seventeen divisions, how have you not done it yet!"

"too slow!"

"That is, what year and month did it go?" The nine young people of Qian Zongzong were called.

The young man showed a savage smile and said: "Since several brothers and sisters are impatient, the younger brother will end this battle as soon as possible!" He screamed, only listening to the harsh sounds from the distance, four coffins At the same time slipped over.

Thousands of corpses are raised by the corpse. The stronger the strength, the more corpses can be raised. Like him, he is the first to raise six corpses, but this requirement is too high. The four heads are his limit. The general flower garden disciple can also raise one or two.

The corpse soldiers need to be separated from the gods to control, the more the gods are divided, the greater the impact on themselves, so unless the talent is different. Otherwise, the corpse will still seek quality first, and then ask for quantity.

"Exit!" The young man snorted and immediately four corpses jumped out of the coffin. Every head is rotten and only the skeleton is left, but the bones are made into bright silver. It seems to be made of metal.

The third-order silver armor is equivalent to a raw flower.

The young man stared at Jia Zhang. Road: "You are too weak to qualify as a follower of my Situ Yao."

"Fart!" Jia Zhang was furious. Although he didn't want to be a follower of the other party, he couldn't stand the contemptuous attitude of the other party. He shouted and there was a mirror in his hand.

"Geng Jinjing!" He shouted and lifted the mirror. There was a golden glow suddenly, and the light was shining toward Situ.

Situ Yao was coldly faced. There was no such thing as a dodge. But a corpse was standing up, blocking the golden light, and nurturing it. The ribs of the corpse suddenly had a hole and gas appeared.

Very good, although the body of the corpse can not be compared with the same level of gold, but it is quite quite tyrannical, but it was actually pierced under one strike, which shows the terrible of this spirit.

Situ Yao did not care at all. He reached out and pointed out Jia Zhang. He said: "Kill him!" Suddenly, the four corpses were like tigers, and they rushed toward Jia Zhang.

Thousands of corpses, by the major forces in the ancient times, were taboo and hateful. It really makes sense. Not only because of their bad behavior, but also because of their power! Only on the individual's combat power, Situ Yao and Jia Zhang are only divided equally, but when the corpse is out, the combat power of both sides is completely out of one level.

The four corpses are all nine layers of raw flowers, and they are refining and refining. They are not afraid of death, not afraid of pain. They are completely human weapons.

Although Jia Zhang sacrificed the golden face of the face, the combat power soared a lot, and he could face the four-legged corpse who was born with nine layers. He really couldn't cope.

"Weak, it's too weak!" The ten disciples of Qian Zongzong all shook their heads and looked disdainful.

On the head of the city, everyone is silent.

Jia Zhangzhen is not weak, and he has two layers of flowers, but his own combat power has reached seven stars. After he has given Geng Golden Mirror, his combat power is directly ten stars. Why is his opponent too strong and too much? The four corpses are all nine layers of fighting power, not afraid of death, not fear of fear, defense tyranny, how to play.

He will soon be in jeopardy, and he will certainly be killed if he does not make ten moves.

"Enough!" Yin Xueyang Shen Sheng.

Bai Yuanhehe smiled and said: "The juniors learn from each other, what the older generation plugs in!"

"This seat said, stop!" Yin Xueyang screamed, and the sound wave turned into a wave of heads, rolling toward the side.

This is the anger of the heavens and human beings. If you hit this wave, you will have to stun the flowers.

"Dead fat, you are too wide!" Bai Yuan shot, a dead fog waved, blocking the sound of Yin Xueyang.

"Ah!" Jia Zhang was screaming, and the four heads of the soldiers seized their heads and hands and feet, and then they were torn apart. He is not a tin body, he is caught in the limbs, and he naturally died completely.

"Seventeen divisions, how to separate people, leaving a complete body to refine the corpse is not good?" Someone laughed.

Situ Yao smiled and said: "It is only two layers of raw flowers, and the strength of the corpse is limited. Besides, the corpse can also be smelt into a corpse, but it takes more hands and feet."

"Who else wants a fight?" He looked at the people on the wall with a disdainful expression on his face.

It’s really arrogant!

The strength of Jia Zhangzhang is already very good, but it is still very fast in the hands of this person, this guy does have the capital of pride.

At least, the same strength as Jia Zhang is no longer qualified to end the challenge, otherwise it is to die. (To be continued.)