Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Ling Han practiced in the house, his mind was quiet. He walked farther and farther in the six-in-one, and with the money in his hand, he could buy enough medicinal herbs, and his strength was increasing at an alarming rate.

At most half a year, or even shorter, he can reach the limit of breaking the power of twenty stars.

Ok?

He showed the color of attention, but immediately the hair was straight, because there was more than one person in the yard.

The man was dressed in black, his face was veiled, and he even wore a cloak on his body, and he could not see his figure.

Is this another killer in the night hall?

However, the night club is so bold, dare to shoot in the Red Sky Academy?

"Dead!" The black man screamed coldly and shot at Ling Han.

Speed... How so slow?

Ling Han can clearly see that there are even three mountains and rivers behind this person, but the power of this attack is at best broken by the twenty-two stars and twenty-three Samsungs, which is completely inconsistent with the realm of the mountain river.

He jumped and made this blow.

Hey, the black man pursued, and he took a shot to Ling Han.

This blow has a lot of power and reached the level of twenty-five stars.

In the mountains and rivers, it is too easy to raise the two-star battle in the virtual world.

Ling Han brow wrinkled, and quickly flashed, and escaped from the yard.

The black man chased and continually shot, but did not blast the destructive power of the mountain river, just to drive away the cold.

The two chased one, one escaped, and the speed was very fast. In the twinkling of an eye, they left the North Branch and went to the West.

Ling Han suddenly understood that the other party was going to drive himself to the West Branch.

At Chitian College, the four branches are not allowed. Full of fierce competition, what would happen if a North Branch student appeared in the West Branch?

Was horrible.

For convenience, I have to borrow the hands of the entire West Branch to make him look good!

This person is by no means a person in the night hall, otherwise he will do this extra thing, and then say it. If you are a night singer, how could you get into the Red Sky Academy? You should have been killed.

What can be said that a black man with an unknown origin is almost openly murderous. What does this mean?

The college aunt certainly knows the identity of this person, but has not stopped it, indicating that he is avoiding the background behind him.

Then there is only one person.

Zhao Lun!

This person must be Zhao Lun's men, and the college aunt knows that the other party will not come in chaos, so he will close one eye with one eye. After all, Zhao Lun is the only son of General Zhao Da. Who dares not give a face?

Hey!

The black man suddenly took a heavy hand. Under the attack, Ling Han was suddenly bombarded and hit a wall.

"Who!"

"who!"

Here is the vacant dormitory of the West Branch. Many people immediately ran out and found the cold in the ruins. The black man has long been a flash of his body and disappeared.

Ling Han stood up, and the last move of the black man did not use violent force. It was just that the attack was too fast, so that he could not dodge. Nature is completely impossible to hurt him.

"The people of the North Branch!"

"It's Ling Han!"

“The first freshman of this session?”

"Rely, if you think that the fighting power is more than 20 stars, you can come to our West Branch to scatter wild?"

"Hit him!"

There are as many as 2,000 students in the entire West Branch, and each of them has entered the college for more than five years. How has the strength reached 15 stars, so many people have joined together. Which broken territory can't be left?

Moreover, it is Ling Han into the West Branch, and it is also a deserved beggar. Who is it reasonable to tell?

Forced?

Who are you forced by? Man in black? Just kidding, whoever wears black suits is not all black people.

Ling Han heart sneered. He knows that Zhao Lun is disgusting himself. The other party does not dare to kill him in the college. But the son of General Zhao Da can be a mess, just to make you unhappy, how?

If he is not, it must be violent. If it wins, it will also provoke the students of the West River in the West Branch to be angry. Are you not too arrogant? One person ran to the West Branch to Yao Yaoyang. Wu.

Ling Han thinks that Shui Yanyu said that Zhao Lun is a poisonous snake. It is indeed a very appropriate comment.

Boom, dozens of people immediately rushed up, and now they are crowded, naturally not afraid of the cold.

Ling Han reached out and took one person down. He used it as a shield in front of him and smiled. "Everyone, I accidentally went the wrong way. I am sorry, this is going away. How about getting together?"

"Hey, broke into our West Branch, and still want to sway and leave if you have nothing to do?"

"Ling Han, you are too arrogant!"

"Can you brag about it, can you go into our West Hospital alone, and retreat?"

"Think beautiful!"

They shot, but there is a relationship with the shield, naturally it is scrupulous.

"I don't want to take hostages!"

"Yes, we are playing right!"

They are excited.

Ling Han couldn't help laughing, how many thousands of people hit me, is this a good one? However, he is really not afraid.

"Since you have to fight, then fight!" Ling Han casually throws the hostages in his hand, what fear is he?

"Haha, look at him!" Dozens of people rushed up again, and more people watched the battle. Even if they broke the virtual world, they could build more than a dozen feet, but thousands of people are still too much. It must not be output at the same time.

Ling Han right fist, a drum, banged out.

Hey!

His strength is too strong, and a blow is like a mountain crushing. A dozen people were suddenly shaken out and directly fainted.

The students in the West Branch are all shocked. What is the strength of his horse, and he can fly more than a dozen people with one punch? To know that it can be included in the Red Sky Academy, which one is not a genius in genius?

"On, I don't believe that so many people can't pick him up."

People rushed toward the cold like the ocean, but Ling Han only needed a shot, and a dozen people were shocked like straw, and they immediately lost their strength.

After more than a dozen punches, more than 200 people fell on the scene.

Don't look at the West Branch, there are nearly 1,800 people still standing, but that is just a few hundred more punches.

Too much metamorphosis, how can the broken virtual environment be strong enough to such a share.

The same is human, how is the gap so big?

Are they supposed to squeeze into a small world to experience it?

"Is there anyone else?" Ling Han said faintly. His eyes swept over the remaining 1,800 people, and his eyes swept. Everyone couldn't help but look down on him.

He clearly does not have the temperament of the king, but why is it so powerful?

"On, you must not let him leave so easily! Otherwise, where is the face of our West Court?"

"Leave him at all costs!" (To be continued.)