Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Ling Han thought for a moment and said: "Big brother, I will take you to a place first."

"Oh, where?" The wind broke through the clouds and laughed.

"Big Brother, you don't want to resist my gods to pull." Ling Han said, he wants to take the wind and break the clouds into the Black Tower. Kaitian and the five worlds of the gods are of great importance, the next day and ears.

After the wind broke through the clouds, he nodded and let Ling Han’s gods wrap him up.

Hey, the two appeared in the black tower.

"Hey?" The wind broke through the clouds and it was amazed that he could surprise him with such a broken and powerful situation. This shows how amazing such things are. He looked around and said, "Where is this?"

"One of my space spirits, but what is different is that this space spirit is not only terrible, but also can contain living things." Ling Han laughed.

"That is really a treasure." The wind broke through the clouds and nodded. Such treasures have not even heard of him.

However, he did not show the color of greed. After all, he reached absolute height and he had absolute confidence. For him, this treasure can only make his life easier.

Of course this is also because he does not know the true purpose of the Black Tower.

Ling Handao: "Big Brother, I also have some important things to tell you, it matters, only here can guarantee absolute stability."

The wind broke through the clouds, and although he and Ling Han didn't know much time, they knew very well about Ling Han's character. He knew that he would never be untargeted and deliberately threatened to listen.

He nodded and said: "In the ancient mine hole in the Northern Wilderness, I met the silver big spider. I played a game... I am not an opponent."

Ling Han had long guessed that the big spider should be the existence of the 18-eye corpse level. Can really listen to the wind and see the cloud, he is still a strong shock. Road: "Is that big spider really so powerful?"

"It's very powerful!" The wind broke through the cloud and said, "It should reach the extreme of breaking the virtual world. No matter whether it is the flesh or the force, it can't be inseparable."

"I haven't stepped into the realm yet?" asked Ling Han.

"No!" The wind broke through the clouds and was very sure. "Otherwise, it will be rejected by this world. It is a real creature, and this world cannot accommodate the souls of the virtual world."

"Is that big brother still diving into the depths of the ancient mine?" asked Ling Han.

The seriousness of the wind broke through the clouds, and said: "When I was fighting the big spider, I deliberately sneaked into the ground. In the depths of the ground, I found a huge tomb, buried at least 100. For my strong."

Ling Han was shocked, but immediately found out that it was wrong. He said: "If people die, even if they were born with a big brother, but after the death, they will return to the dust, and the bones will not be strong. It’s beautiful.”

The wind broke through the clouds and nodded. "The weird place is here. Although these people are dead, I see the sorrow of death, as if they are not dead, but they have turned into some kind of soul in the underworld. Every one is Not weaker than me."

"According to my observation, this should be an ancient antiquity, at least 100,000 years old."

This is an inference of a broken virtual person!

Ling Han naturally does not doubt. He is even more surprised, the underworld is spiritual? Necromancer? Corpse?

But that can never be a corpse. Otherwise, if the wind breaks the cloud, it will directly be said to be a corpse soldier. Standing at his level, wouldn’t you know the existence of the corpse and the corpse?

Obviously. There is a difference between the two, the wind breaking the cloud will be said to be the soul of the underworld, not the corpse.

Ling Hantou is big, and there are hundreds of strong players in the virtual world. This Hengtian mainland is getting more and more lively.

"Second brother, what do you want to say to me?" asked the wind.

Ling Han thought for a moment and said: "The reason why Big Brother can't break the void and enter the realm of the gods."

"Well?" The wind broke through the clouds.

Ling Han began to say that nature is the plot of the five sects of the gods. Finally, it is said: "If we are strong in this world, we should have a specific place at the intersection of the two worlds. Entering there... naturally there is no life."

"The five major sects will not fly directly, but every 10,000 years, through special passages into the realm."

These are all from the message of Zi Xuexian.

It’s no wonder that the wind broke through the clouds. It’s no wonder that every time he wants to break open the void, he always feels a terrible feeling. He could not help but sneer, saying: "Five cases are really good means to deceive the world from generation to generation."

Ling Han suddenly found a problem, saying: "For Hengtian mainland, 10,000 years have been brought up by the decline, but if the five major sects, there should be means to keep prosperous. Then they emerge from generation to generation. Where did the ruthless strong man run?"

They can't fly, and the special passage will only be opened once in a million years, sending a large number of powerful and geniuses from Hengtian.

Are these broken and powerful people willing to become corrupt in this world?

It is impossible to think about it.

The wind broke through the clouds and revealed the color of dignity. "I have heard that there is a very magical substance that can seal the living spirits. For example, during hibernation, the loss of blood is locked, and there will be no slight change in the years. ”

Both of them looked at each other. Did the five great sects of the generations have been sealed like this, leaving them to be born together after 10,000 years, first to help suppress the strong enemy, and then enter the realm together?

In the 10,000 years, how many broken realms will there be in the five major sects?

Even if every five hundred years is good, there will be twenty in ten thousand years, and five in one hundred!

It’s terrible, a hundred broken realms!

After seeing the army of Nalan’s wilderness, Ling Han thought that Maduobao would have a great chance of winning, but now I can think about it again. If the five major sects are all awakened by the illusory powers of the past ten years, Then their strength will be strong enough to describe.

"However, such a substance should be very precious, is there so much?" Ling Han thought as optimistically as possible.

The wind broke through the clouds but shook his head. "When the five ancestors come from the realm of the gods, they can naturally be supplemented from the realm. This kind of material is rare in us. In the realm of the gods, it may be ordinary."

Ling Han thought about it and slowly nodded. If not, why are those five people who are willing to go down the border? Is this not the same as committing suicide? But being able to be self-styled is not the same, it is equivalent to a big sleep, wake up and return to the realm of God.

"Only open the sky!" Both said.

But open the sky... it’s easy!

Not to mention the difficulty of opening the sky itself, but also to catch up with the five major invasions of the gods, otherwise there will be a **** shot, even if only a single blow can cause irreversible results. Besides, the contents of the five sects may be strong enough to be desperate. To build a unified country, it is natural to first pass them.

"Go first to find Maduo Bao." The two formed a consensus. (To be continued.)