Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Hey, a pagoda emerges on the top of Ling Han’s head. There are thousands of chaotic gas falling, and the thunderous light flashes, and the gods are inexplicable.

Hey!

When the old man hits, the palm of his hand is pressed, but it is blocked by chaos, and his hand goes straight down.

Chaos Extreme Reta, the Emperor!

However, the old man was the strength of the Tianding class. He immediately screamed and shook hands and feet, blocking the body's sinking potential.

He was shocked. Although he only has the power of Tianding, but which building is not absolutely crushed? This kind of crushing is by no means a device that can be reversed. It is limited to the realm. Even the power of four-star and five-star instruments can be exerted.

What kind of chaotic breath can you press him to take a nap?

Unless it is... he can't help but move.

Is this not a saint?

The materials that can be made into sacred objects are born with inexplicable power, so even if they are brought in the hands of low-level warriors, they can often exert their power beyond the realm.

"Bring to the old man!" The old man changed the target of the attack and grabbed it toward the chaotic polar tower, forcibly detained.

Hey, the light of the Thunder is a mess, and the old man is beaten.

This light is too fast, that is, the old man can not dodge, suddenly being slammed, the current is surging, so that he is all squatting, his hair is rooted up.

The power of the emperor, how small is it?

Ling Han shouted and took the opportunity to launch a counterattack.

The old man is really strong. In the case of one hand and one leg plus two fingers, and the electricity is numb and numb, he can take a palm and greet Ling Han.

Hey, the two of them banged, and Ling Han once again wowed, vomiting blood, and the old man was also uncomfortable, his face was white, and the wounds on his chest, elbows, fingers and legs were flushed with blood, and the amount was scary.

The old man was shocked, his practice was special, and blood was his source of energy, which is why he would be the soul of the blood slaves under heavy damage. A lot of blood can make his injury speed up and recover. .

On the other hand, now he has lost a lot of blood, which will not only affect his combat power, but even make him die.

He is greedy and angry.

How much he wants to take this "Holy" and fall into the hands of a small building, it is simply buried. But this small building base actually wants to push himself to the road, and makes him angry.

You can be a real spirit, you can kill the ants in front of you.

After the injury is resumed, the reborn smothers the blood of this kid and becomes a corpse without any will.

The old man played a retreat, and as soon as he turned, he would run away.

However, how fast can he run with one leg now?

Ling Han launched a long journey, and he immediately caught up with him. A series of attacks were thrown up, especially the chaotic polar thunder. Every chaotic gas is as heavy as a mountain. Every thunder is fierce.

The old man yelled, but there is no way.

Who made him seriously injured, leaving only one leg?

"Kid, this is your old man!" The old man said, he finally sacrificed his own instrument, a small rattle.

He bit his lip and slammed it, spurting a blood on the rattle.

"Hey, you know that you are all blood, why bother you?" Ling Han said with a sigh.

Right, yes!

The old man is also a glimpse. Why do I have to bite my tongue? Although my own instruments need blood to sacrifice, but now I am not bleeding all the time?

Loss, blood loss!

He was so depressed that he was given a joke by a small person and lost his face.

"Dead!" He was furious and angry, no matter what, as long as the kid was killed, all the shame would vanish.

Boom, under his full force, the rattle of the wave suddenly rang.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

A memory came, and it was directly buckled in the heart of Ling Han, and suddenly he was bleeding from the seven scorpions.

This is a treasure of the spirit level. If it is full of power, then Ling Han will instantly become a pool of blood, but the old man is now hit hard and can not play, and he himself is also self-aware, Because this treasure once it is running, it will continue to extract his blood.

It doesn't matter when I am normal. He is going to **** other people's blood, but now he is losing too much blood. How can he withstand such a toss?

It will be hanged.

So before he thought about getting out of the way, he was forced to go astray, and this was going to be desperate.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

The old man shook his rattle, and he didn’t have a good place to go. His face was getting paler. It’s not bloody, it’s like wax.

Rely on, to die.

Hey, the chaotic polar thunder hangs down the endless chaos, which can greatly reduce the lethality of the instrumental sound, and Ling Han also screams in the body with the six-character curse, although the sound is not evil, but It is purely destructive, but it should be useful for breaking the sound.

Ling Han shouted, the demon monkey fists unfolded, the endless violent air flow turned, a punched out, colorful brilliance, the whole world seems to have turned into endless darkness, only one fist banged out, it is the sky Stars can also be broken by a fist.

This was made in the original battle of the Holy Emperor, and there must be a great power of the broken star, but in the hands of Ling Han, this is just an imposing manner.

But even if it is just an imposing manner. Also let the old man be shocked.

This is the real emperor!

After a fist hit, the old man suddenly made a move, and his chest was heavily punched. Fortunately, it was not the original wound. Otherwise, this fist would have estimated his life.

The old man was repulsed by thirty feet. He looked down and saw another pit in his chest. At least three ribs were interrupted by this punch, causing the chest to sink.

What kind of treasure is this, it’s too horrible, and the power of a punch can reach such a point.

The sage law must be the saint law. This kid is lucky and has a sage inheritance, so he holds the sacred weapon and punches the sage method!

The old man's eyes are red, he wants to desperately, the saint inheritance is worth his risk.

"Go to death!" He shook the rattle more fiercely. The original blood was not pumped away by the source. The whole body not only lost its blood, but also dried up, as if it had become a beggar.

This instrument is really evil.

It shouldn't be the old man who made it himself. Otherwise, the old man's brain is too problematic.

Ling Han headed the chaos of the extremely thunder, sang the six-character king curse, against the attack of this instrument, although still seven bloodshed, but the body is full of vitality, far from being shocked to death.

After a few minutes.

"Old man...you are the whole family!" The old man was not willing to say that the whole person was like a corpse, and he was actually sucked to death by his own instruments.