Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

You come?

To put it simply, you are just a god, but are you not selling it? This is not a joke, the strength is too weak, don't say that one move is unstoppable, just the breath of the people can kill you.

Maduobao does not believe in the realm of Ling Han, but believes that Ling Han is this person. He just frowned and said, "Are you sure?"

"OK!" Ling Han nodded.

"Good!" Maduobao never dragged the water, nodded immediately, said, "The last one you went!"

"Cold brother!" Zhu Xuer took Ling Han's hand, and the pretty face was full of worry. The other party is not an ordinary person, but the Tianjiao from the gods. It can be proud of the arrogance of the older generation, even the Taiyin Wang. Super strong people are unmatched.

Ling Han nodded and said: "Reassured, I will not have anything."

"Ling cold, come on!" Hu Niu is waving a small hand, cheering him up.

"But him flat, don't give the rabbit face!" The rabbit also shouted.

Ling Han strode out and said: "This battle, I took it!"

puff!

Five of them, all of them are laughing, and they can't be controlled.

You are a little sacred, and you want to participate in such a battle. Isn't that looking for death? Don't talk about the combat power of defeating the eighteen stars, as long as it is a broken territory, you can easily kill him.

Is this the Purple Moon Dynasty abandoned?

Also, Maduobao can't play, so no matter who is on it, he can only swallow the defeat, and no one can do the same.

The demon snake king is slightly changed his face, saying: "This child can not be underestimated, the defense is extremely strong, very strong!" At least he slaps the other side like nothing, so the defense is really terrifying.

Because this incident is rather humiliating, he did not tell anyone, and even let Xu Xiuran close his mouth. Therefore, no one knows now that Ling Han’s body is actually comparable to the ten-order gold.

"You?" Wu Plateau couldn't help but frown. "What is my identity, and you are also playing against me?"

He feels humiliated by the big day!

This Ziyue Dynasty probably knew that he had lost, so he deliberately sent a genius to humiliate himself. Damn, it’s awful.

He witnessed the murderous light, and that is the case. Then he will kill the cold and see what the other side has.

"Do not talk nonsense, let's go!" Ling Han hooked his finger.

The plateau has recovered its calmness, and the anger has turned into a murderous murderousness. He reveals a cruel smile, and his hand is lifted. Suddenly, thousands of silver lights shine, turning into countless swords against Ling Han.

Wan Jian wears your heart!

Ling Han did not shoot. Just raised the sword heart, brush, the sword is drawn from his body, but even his half hair is not hurt.

"Sword Heart?" Wu Plateau gave a slight glimpse, and then laughed. "Not bad, actually comprehended the heart of martial arts. This is really rare. You know that even in our realm, there are only one understanding of the ten imaginary realms. The heart of martial arts!"

so little?

Ling Han said in his heart. We must know that each of the eight kings has cultivated the heart of the martial arts, and there are many of the five sects. The sword king, the broken knives, and even Xu Xiuran and Xiao Jiandi have all cultivated the heart of martial arts.

In terms of proportion, this is at least one tenth, and even more than that.

But think again. In fact, this is normal. Although the spiritual world is rich in cultivation resources, it can only allow the warriors to reach the virtual and even higher levels at a faster speed. However, the martial arts still need to be comprehended by themselves.

Moreover, the lower bounds have fewer resources for cultivation. Those who can break through the illusory world are the geniuses in the genius, and the proportion of the heart that understands the martial arts is naturally higher.

"I am a little bit interested." Wu Plateau is even more murderous. "It is interesting to kill such a genius. It's not bad. You can cultivate Jianxin in the realm of the gods. Should you be the first person in the lower bound?"

Xu Xiuran and Xiao Jiandi also showed disdain at the same time. They were only born in the lower bounds. If they could be trained in the resources of the gods, they would certainly not be weaker than the Wu Plateau and others.

Ling Han reached out and then hooked his finger and said: "Are you awkward, so embarrassing!"

The forehead of Wu Plateau jumped up with a blue vein, and he said: "I am irritated, there is no advantage for you!"

"Are you still swearing?" Ling Han said.

rub!

Wu Plateau was finally unable to withstand, but also a palm shot, this time is still thousands of swords and swords, but it is blessed by the sword heart, the power is naturally stronger, can not be affected by Ling Han's sword heart.

Break the imaginary eighteen stars with a full blow!

How to block?

There is no way to block it!

Hey, Ling Han was even like a broken kite.

Wu Plateau snorted and said: "Do you still need to compare?"

"Of course!" Ling Han climbed up from the ground, and moved to the bones and bones. Hey, the bones of his body rang, and the blood was boiling, rising from the sky.

This!

Everyone is eye-catching, is this guy a freak?

Before the Yishan King was almost hit by a blow, the loss of Maduobao was saved from a robbery, but Ling Hansheng suffered this blow actually no, nothing to believe, how do people believe?

How can it be so strong?

"The body of this son is comparable to the tenth-order treasure!"

Five other people realized that they couldn’t help but fangs. This guy is too enchanting. The realm of the gods has the tenth-order treasure, is it not close to the world?

It is no wonder that this guy dares to play, this body is against the sky, is equal to standing in an invincible position.

"Hey, is the tenth-order treasure?" Wu Plateau sneered. "How about that, still refining!"

Ling Han smashed his hand and said: "Don't patronize bragging, come and fight, you can't win me within ten strokes, even if you lose!"

Rub, do not take you to say self-painting!

Wu Plateau snorted and said: "Who promised you, there are ten strokes?"

"You are a broken territory, and it is still the strength of the eighteen stars. It is not enough for me to make a magical situation. Is it not enough for me? Or, I will let you have a hand?" Ling Han smiled.

The five people are all mad at the nose. Your body is like a ten-order gold. It is almost impossible for external forces to hurt. Who can knock you down within ten strokes? Moreover, you are only turning the gods, the combat power is completely worthless in front of the broken virtual world, let alone let one hand, that is, what is the relationship between the four hands?

This kid is really bad!

Wu Plateau is also very angry, this is really too lazy to talk nonsense with the cold, and directly came out and attacked Ling Lingling.

Brush, he brushed out a sword, cold and shocking.

This is a ten-order spirit. At this moment, it has been completely recovered. It is like a broken and powerful person who joined the battle.

Ling Han fearless, he did not want to win, but to drag the final battle into a draw, then you are still a decade of emptiness, I only keep on attack, come on.

boom! boom! boom!

Wu Plateau waved the ten-order spirit and went to the cold and mad, like the same demon god. (To be continued.)