Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

The chariot slowly moved into the fog.

The fog is really big. They stood in the car and couldn’t see the place three feet away. If the chariot itself formed a defensive circle and prevented the invasion of the fog, I am afraid they would have to meet each other. .

Ling Han took the hand of Tianfeng Goddess. If there is any horrible existence here, he will send the wife to the black tower for the first time. As for others, it depends on the situation.

After all, a few of them just cherished each other and couldn’t talk about any friendship.

The chariot is moving forward, the wheels are rolling, and there is a loud noise that crushes the earth. This is the power of the holy material.

Ling Han eyes on the front, but let him open his eyes, it is useless to launch the eyes of true vision, the front is still a fog, if eternal.

But walking and walking, his front is suddenly clear, there is a courtyard, a young man is practicing swords, obviously only 13 or four years old, the breath that can be radiated has reached the mountain river.

So amazing, just so big, I stepped into the mountains and rivers!

wrong!

Ling Han quickly shook his head. He clearly walked in the fog. How could he suddenly see a courtyard and a teenager appeared?

Hey, Tianfeng Goddess, what about them?

Ling Han quickly looked around and looked forward to it, but found that there is still the existence of the chariot, where there are traces of Tianfeng Goddess, Shi Huang and so on?

When he shook his head, he saw that the boy also stopped practicing the sword, looking around and looking around, moving... exactly like him.

Is he the boy?

Ling Han raised his hand, and the boy raised his hand and his face was blank.

Am I fascinated?

Ling Han hit a cold war and was suddenly pulled forward by a strong force and slammed into the boy. But the boy did not seem to find it at all, still standing, without the slightest dodge.

puff!

The two men bumped into each other, but no one had hit anyone and fell, but the whole person of Ling Han was like water, and melted into the boy's body.

At this moment, he and the teenager completely integrated into one.

No, it is not a unity. The teenager has no memory except for a name. It is empty and empty. It should be said that his **** has entered this body.

His consciousness is a bit fuzzy, two names are tumbling in his mind, one is called Ling Han, the other is... Ding Zizhen.

Who am I?

Ling Han is a bit stunned, his own memory is rapidly fading, he has only one thought left, that is, he is called Ding Zizhen, the other... nothing knows.

He slammed his teeth, he was cold!

This fog is a psychedelic array, and he unconsciously left his heart.

Into the black tower.

Ling Han quickly thought of a move, but found that there is no black tower in the body, as if he really became Ding Zizhen.

How is this going?

I am not Ding Zizhen, I am Ling Han!

Ling Han shouted in the body, reminding himself that no black tower is the biggest flaw, let him seize, without losing his own heart.

"Ding Zizhen!" Several young people walked into the courtyard. "It’s time to go to the family!"

"Hey, honestly, it’s good to admit defeat, otherwise you won’t be able to practice for three months."

"Not fast enough to follow up?"

These teenagers seem to be a year or two older than him, and the strength is also...higher.

Ling Han found that his cultivation was only a small pole in the sun and the moon, and the other party was at least the middle pole, and even the big pole and the great consummation existed. However, there is no fear in Ling Han, he has the power of six stars, and even completes the rules, the combat power should be able to break through six stars!

As these few people left, they walked through the hall all the way. This place was so ridiculous that it took a long time to come to a training field. There are already many people waiting here, there are old and young, there are men and women.

The strength of each person is also high and low, there are mountains and rivers, there are also the sun and the moon, the stars, the weakest is also the virtual world, that is the baby being held in his arms.

Hey, isn't this a lifetime or a virtual reality?

What a ghost place, when you are born, you are close to the gods!

What shocked Ling Han, he saw that someone occasionally circulated out of the Galaxy, which is definitely the strongest in the Ganges, but with other people, in the crowd honestly.

At the end of the training martial arts is a high platform. There are some people sitting on the top. Everyone is covered with fog and looks very mysterious.

Just glanced at it, Ling Han has a kind of uncomfortable tears.

Too strong!

These few people just walk out of one, you can definitely cover the sky with one hand, break the stars between the fingers, and blow a tone to destroy a star field.

Sage?

Even the Ganges River can only stand on the sidelines. This high-sitting person must definitely surpass the Ganges River in identity. What is not a saint? Moreover, the saints are still divided into four, these people are not only simple, but may even be the Great Holy, Holy King!

"Ding family year-end ratio, start!"

As one person shouted, a pair of people entered the field and began to fight. The youngest was only ten years old. It was also a small river in the mountains and rivers, which won the exclamation and admiration of everyone.

"It is Ding Yaolong, the seventy-seventh generation of the ancestors of the ancestors, the blood of the ancestors is quite pure, only ten years old is so powerful."

"The future must be another big and important person in my family!"

This young boy is very strong. It is only a small pole in the mountain river, but he can fight the great position. Even after using some secret method, an opponent in the early stage of a great mountain river was also defeated by him.

"A thousand years!"

"I did not expect that Yaolong's talent is so powerful, in this realm can use the power of the years."

"My family is lucky!"

On the high platform, several powerful and incomparable existences are nodding and no praise.

Ding Yaolong carried a full praise, and it was a few rounds of fighting. It was the turn of Ling Han that should be said to be Ding Zizhen.

His opponent is also a small pole, but the repair is slightly higher than him. The difference between the early and the middle is one of the few teenagers who used to call Ling Han.

"Don't admit defeat!" The other party shot and rushed toward Ling Han.

Ling cold counterattack, but he suddenly found out that he really became another person.

His body no longer has a strong defense, and his power is not more than six stars, and all the secrets he has mastered have disappeared.

Now he is just a small force in the early stage of a small mountain, and there is no one star.

Hey!

After reluctantly letting a few tricks, Ling Han was kicked by the other side in a hurry.

"Waste!" When kicking the flight, the other party also said a word with a mouth shape, and the look is contempt.

Ling Han landed, he wanted to get up and fight again, but a severe pain hit, he could not bear, suddenly fainted.

"Hey!" When he woke up, he only heard the exclamation sounding around at the same time.

He returned to the chariot, surrounded by a heavy fog, Tianfeng goddess, Shi Huang, Beihuang, etc., a lot of people.

Good, so weird!