Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

The wolf high priest is desperate, but he is half an indigenous, and the techniques he masters are really limited, that is, he wants to fight hard and can't fight.

He waved the crutches. This is indeed a musical instrument, but that is the sect of the ancient sage set by him to control him. In combat, the help is very, very small.

Therefore, although he is desperate, there is no improvement in his combat power.

"Come on, he is already the end of poverty."

"Looking at this old king!"

"It’s ridiculous to actually want to kill us."

Everyone is sneer, they are not born noble, but now they are almost completely destroyed by a low-lying old werewolf, which is naturally a big hate.

"You are all damn, give me to die!" The wolf priest roared, the crutches constantly waved, playing a black energy, with great destructive power.

After all, he is casting a tripod. Not only can Xianding suppress the foundations, but the lethality of the secret force is also higher.

Under such desperation, everyone really did not dare to pick up, they were temporarily avoiding their fronts, but they were trapped and slowly consumed.

Anyway, whether it is the death of the wolf high priest, or the collapse of the secret, everyone is leaving, it is good news for everyone.

This enthusiasm, and then three, three exhausted, the wolf high priest is no longer enough.

His injury is too heavy. This is not simply to lose the small half of the body, but to be struck by the two-star ritual weapon of Tianweiyu. The wound will naturally have the wuqi's destructive effect and prevent the healing of the injury.

Therefore, the wolf high priest bleeds, and every second, his injury will be a heavy one.

When this desperate effort was over, he was stretched.

"Come with me, die!" The wolf priest stared at Ling Han. If this person did not explode his half body, how could he fall to such a point?

It’s all because of this person!

Therefore, if he is going to die, he will also take Ling cold to accompany him.

He rushed over, the speed of the thief was fast, it was extremely resentful, let him burn the potential again.

Ling Han calmly calmed down and began to expand. Hey, he quickly regressed.

The wolf high priest was depressed and found that this building base actually has the speed of not losing to himself.

how can that be possible?

He is a casting ding, even if it is hit hard, it is also a casting tripod. How can it not crush the cold in speed?

This man is a freak, it is not a big deal, and he can't even do fuchou.

He looked helplessly at Ling Han and kept a distance with him, and he clearly felt that his blood was steadily declining, and his vitality was passing at an extremely fast speed.

He is going to die.

"No! No! No!" he cried in the sky, he was deliberate, prepared for so many years, but in the end it was a bamboo basket to fetch water?

He is really not willing.

Can you be reconciled and what is the use?

Hey, he has already taken a steady step, a sly, and fell heavily on the ground.

Brushing and brushing, all the attacks came over. Everyone has rich experience in combat. No one personally went forward. They just attacked the attack far away. Although the lethality was weakened, it was safe.

Hey, the wolf high priest ate all the attacks, and the tall body showed a wound, tearing his body, revealing the white bones and the internal organs.

He is really bad.

"Old ghost!" Someone went forward and slashed, and the head of the wolf priest was suddenly smashed.

This time, this old werewolf is absolutely dead.

Everyone really breathed a sigh of relief, only to have a layer of cold sweat behind them.

After all, it’s a casting trip that wants to kill them, and it’s good for the wolf high priests. If it’s not the cold, it’s a beautiful first shot. It’s estimated that they have to be here today.

"Ling brother, thank you."

"Ling Han, I owe you a life."

There are many people who are frank and have nodded to Ling Han, but some people are confused and have no reaction at all.

The beauty of the tourmaline princess is so beautiful, the more people appreciate the cold, the more happy she is, the more comfortable she is than the praise.

"Is this a blind man?" Someone smiled and said hello to Princess Bis, "Hey, Ling brother, is your daughter so big?" He turned back and smiled at Ling Han.

Yeah, it was misunderstood.

Princess Tourmaline only felt that her face was red and hot, but she did not want to argue. Instead, she defaulted.

Ling Han also wants to explain, after all, the people of the tourmaline is still a big niece, the reputation can be ruined.

boom!

But he still didn't open his mouth, the whole cave was a tremor, and then he couldn't stop it if he trembled fiercely.

"The secret is going to collapse?"

"Don't the old werewolf lie? It really has to be passed down by the saints, so the secret is going to collapse?"

"Not necessarily, the old werewolf may just think that he has mastered everything. Maybe it is the ancient sage who made him think so. You think about it, almost one person, "Guyang Tianjing", how can this saint be Do things?"

"...also."

Between the speeches of the people, the bang, a force spread, everyone is completely unmatchable, hey, they only feel a flower in front of them, as if they have entered a strange channel, with bright, magnificent light and shadow flashing in front of them.

They did not wait for them to see clearly, they fell out of this channel.

Hey, they have already covered the moon and come to the place where they first entered.

Hey, many people immediately flew.

“Can you get the saint heritage?” someone asked, standing in the sky.

"Seven brothers, we are all played." A young man who came out of the secrets took out the "Guyang Tianjing" hand.

The man in the sky fell and picked up the "Guyang Tianjing" and turned it over. He couldn't help but laugh and cry: "This is a widely circulated practice called "Puyang Gong", which has a very low grade."

"I have one here too." Another person who came out of the secret came out with the "Guyang Tianjing".

"This is Yulin 18, a very low-level fairy."

Everyone has come up with their own "Guyang Tianjing" to their own teachers or family predecessors, the results are the same, it is set with a very ordinary fairy.

Ling Han is naturally a lot of money, if he said that the real ancient Yang Tianjing is in his mind, it is estimated that the next moment will be caught by the power, brought back to the search for soul-hunting.

He quietly retired, with the Princess of the Beatitudes and the Liuwa revolving to the Imperial Capital.

Here is Xuanbeiguo, Chen Fengyan's site, forgive these people do not dare to move rough, after all, among the people who come across the stars, the strongest is not too raw.

Ling Han safely returned to the Imperial Capital, and he immediately began to renovate the ancient Yang Tianjing, and suddenly there is a feeling of reborn.

It is a sage practice, too powerful.

(End of this chapter)