The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist!

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Taking advantage of the chance that the shadow of the Moro Holy Tree was almost collapsed by the giant turtle, Fang Lin uttered a roar, holding an ancient spear, and rushed directly to the shadow of the Moro Holy Tree.

With only a bang, the shadow of the Sacred Tree of Moro was finally unsupportable and was broken by the ancient spear, dissolving into a little light and shadow.

Not only that, Fang Lin was holding a spear, with a murderous body, like a wild beast, he rushed to the white man.

The white-faced boy's face was horrible, but more of it was gloomy, and he was about to use a real killing trick to kill his opponent, but unexpectedly the three mourning nails out of his chest suddenly broke out.

puff!

A spit of black blood spewed out, making the white-clothed boy's clothing no longer pure white and even more shocking.

Seeing this, Fang Lin knew that the young man in white was in a poor state, and he immediately killed him.

"What do you want me? You're not enough!" Although the boy in white vomited blood, he still didn't panic. The pat on the forehead flew out.

With just a sound, the ancient spear slammed hard against the green rusted copper coffin, which suddenly caused the copper coffin to stir up, and a terrible wave swept away.

Fang Lin spurted blood, staggering backwards, and the young boy in white also spewed two black blood, and more pain appeared on his face.

The green rust copper coffin receded slightly, and under the control of the white boy, he pressed towards Fang Lin again, and his momentum was extremely strong.

Fang Lin was covered with black air, and the Qilin suit protected the whole body, holding the ancient spear, and fighting with the green rust copper coffin.

Thousand-year-old dead ginseng has become what it was, lying on the ground, gasping for breath, obviously can't help Fang Lin.

"His grandmother, Uncle Ben was really exhausted this time. It is estimated that there will be no recovery in three or five months." The Millennium Corpse Ghost shouted weakly.

Seeing Fang Lin so fierce, the young man in white was actually shocked by his own treasure coffin, and he also retreated.

Although the boy in white still has the cards and killing tricks, he is confident that once he shows his true skills, he can defeat Fang Lin.

However, the three soul-killing nails on his chest were too fatal to allow him to use all his power. The time for fighting with people was too long, and the spirit-killing nails would be more severe.

Only when the shackles of the soul-draining nails are released, the white boy can truly let go of the war without any scruples.

Obviously, this is not the best time for a white boy to let go of a battle, and retreating is the wisest choice.

"Today, I will let you go and take care of the supreme remnant rolls for me, and I will pick them up in person."

"Want to go? Is there a chance?" Fang Lin laughed, slapped the Jiugong Capsule, and eighty-one sacred furnaces roared out, blocking any retreat of the boy in white.

Seeing this, the boy in white looked more gloomy, summoning the green rust copper coffin to come back, wanting to open the way with the copper coffin and break out.

"Formed!" Fang Lin shouted, and eighty-one sacred furnaces instantly formed the Baiding Zhoutian Array. Within each sacred furnace, a blazing flame was burning.

With the fire blazing into the sky, the eighty-one sacred furnaces turned and trapped the young boy in white within the formation, making it difficult for him to find a chance to break through.

"I want to trap me like this? It's naive." The boy in white covered his chest, and the rusty copper coffin suddenly opened.

I saw that from the copper coffin, a sapling appeared, exuding unimaginable shocks.

"How is it possible? You even have the seedlings of the Holy Tree of Moro?" Fang Lin was shocked, feeling very incredible.

The Holy Moro Tree is a sacred tree unique to ancient times. It has the majestic power of heaven and earth. Every Moro Holy Tree takes ten thousand years to truly grow.

This young man in white actually had a seedling of the Holy Moro tree, so fortunate, it is already very against the sky.

Seedlings of the Moro Holy Tree appeared, and a wave of convulsive force swept through. Eighty-one sacred furnaces were suddenly affected, unable to maintain their formation, and dispersed.

"Go!" The young man in white directly stepped on the green rust copper coffin, holding the seedling of the Sacred Tree of Moro, and rushed out of Baiding Zhoutian array directly, and walked away.

Fang Lin wanted to stop it, but he was powerless, not to mention the power of the green rust copper coffin is difficult to speculate, and the seedlings of the Holy Moro tree had even more unimaginable power.

"It's a pity," Fang Linkou said, putting the ancient spear in his pocket and returning to normal.

With a wave of hands, all the eighty-one pill furnaces flew back and were taken away by Fang Lin. This time the plan was considered a failure.

But it's not all fruitless, at least it has discovered more strength of this white-boy.

When I thought of the young man in white clothes holding the seedlings of the Holy Tree of Moro, Fang Lin felt a big head. I thought that the strength of the young man in white clothes was just a weird coffin.

Moreover, in addition to opening treasures, the strength of the young man in white is also very powerful. Although he has not stepped into the spirit bone realm, he is not inferior to the spirit bone realm.

The biggest gap between Fang Lin and the boy in white is in the realm. If Fang Lin is in the same state as the place, even if the other party has the seedlings of the Holy Tree of Moro, Fang Lin is sure to defeat it.

However, it is also possible that the young man in white still has reservations~www.readwn.com~After all, the three black nails were also seen by Fang Lin. I am afraid that the existence of these three black nails will affect the strength of the young man in white.

"The twelve descendants of the Supreme Temple, if everyone else is as perverted as this one, it is really too troublesome." Fang Lin said with a wry smile, and glanced at the millennium dead corpse lying on the ground not far away.

"Don't pretend, this time you performed well." Fang Lin said.

The millennium corpse heard it, and immediately got up from the ground, with a triumphant expression: "That is of course, this uncle is so wise and powerful ."

Fang Lin scolded: "It's true to boast of your two sentences. This time we have missed it. That little white face is too powerful. Let's clean him up next time."

With that said, Fang Lin threw a thousand-year-old medicine to the cadaver.

Suddenly, the millennium cadaver was unhappy: "Boy, isn't there a thousand-year-old medicine? How can I give them back?"

Fang Lin said with a smile: "Who said you would give you Wannian Ancient Medicine? Haven't you lived for thousands of years yourself? You still want to take Wannian Ancient Medicine, too much."

Thousand-year-old dead ginseng called a anger, originally thought that you can get ten thousand years of ancient medicine, a good taste, but unexpectedly, Fang Lin played.

"Who said Uncle Ben only lived for a thousand years? Uncle Ben I..." The thousand-year-old ginseng spoke angrily, and half of the result said that he suffocated it.

Fang Lin frowned slightly, and seemed to hear something, but didn't say much.

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