Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Ling Han reflected on it, is he too low-key?

Otherwise, Han Yue, this kind of goods dare to swear to himself?

whatever.

Ling Han no longer pays attention to it, just shut his eyes and keep his eyes.

"Very good, knowing that you can't resist, simply give up resistance!" Han Yue said coldly.

Ling Han is speechless, this guy feels too fast to fly.

"Dead!" Han Yue leapt over, and a palm shot to the Lingling's Tianling cover, to smash his knowledge of the sea.

Ling Han was sitting on a rock, until Han Yue was about to shoot, he suddenly shot.

"No sense of resistance." Han Yue said coldly, but after just saying a word, he showed a stunned color.

Don't look at Ling Han's post-shooting, and the speed seems to be slow, but in fact, his palm has not been photographed on Ling Han's head, but the other hand has already caught his throat.

How can it be?

When he was not finished, he only felt that he was soft, and suddenly he lost all his strength.

It’s terrible, it’s terrible. This guy’s strength is even stronger than Mo Yun. At least he can stop Mo Yun’s tricks, but he can face Ling Han, but he can’t even walk.

He actually took the initiative to provoke such a perversion!

Really looking for death.

At this moment, Han Yue really wants to cry. He is also a genius with more than 2,000 stars in the star network. No matter which star field he puts in, he can only be called one of the best geniuses. How can he encounter more horror than him? Abnormal?

"Rao, forgive!" He barely squeezed out his voice.

"If you were strong, would you spare me?" Ling cold asked, the tone was calm.

However, without waiting for Han Yue to answer, he squeezed it hard. Hey, Han Yue’s neck bones were broken by him, and a force rushed into the other’s sea of ​​knowledge, completely destroying Han Yue’s knowledge.

He has already understood that he entered the Ares Palace and either died in the screening or passed the killer of the Temple of God. Therefore, Han Yue is still dead, so as not to harm.

When Ling Han slammed, Han Yue was thrown out, and the old man’s posture was restored. His eyes and nose looked like he was out of touch with the whole world.

"Interesting." In the sky, Wanhe showed a faint smile, and everything that happened in this area could not escape his feelings.

When Han Yue killed Ling Han, he wanted to stop, but wanted to see the strength of the two, so he chose to sit on the wall, did not expect Ling Han so strong, a shot to kill Han Yue.

"I didn't expect that I chose two good seedlings this time."

"Oh, the seed of the king of the killer, it should be one of the two."

The assassination continues.

Someone succeeded, some people failed, but they were killed by the guards who killed the target. This is a competition for you to live and die.

After three days, the time expires.

The voice of Wanhe came over: "A total of seventy-one people have completed the task, and the rest of them are executed!"

"Do not!"

"I don't want to die!"

"I beg you, I am willing to do anything, don't let me die!"

Suddenly, a cry of pleading.

But very quickly, these sounds came to an abrupt end, apparently Wan He shot and killed these people.

"A rest for one night, the last round of screening will begin tomorrow." Wan He said another sentence and then disappeared.

There are only seventy-one people left.

These people have not returned to the caves, and tomorrow they will become competitors, and they can no longer believe in anyone.

Nothing in the night.

In the early morning, Ling Han still cultivated first. Although the middle of Shengdan mainly relied on the Tiancaibao to strengthen the elixir, the energy of the heavens and the earth also had an effect, but it was only slightly.

However, even small is progress, not a waste.

Wanhe appeared and let everyone gather.

"This is the last screening." Wan He said, "Next, I will select seven people as targets, and then assign nine people to assassinate him."

"In this case, there are a total of seven groups... one group will be eleven people."

"For the assassin, the successful assassination can stand out, and for the assassin, the assassin needs to be completely destroyed before they can pass. Others... all executed!"

"do you understand?"

When you hear such a rule, everyone is frowning. If you are assigned as an assassin, you have to kill nine or ten people to get through. The pressure is naturally great.

But if you become an assassin, in fact, the pressure is not small, you need to get rid of the target to survive.

To put it bluntly, only one person can live in a group.

In the first round, there were more than 700 in the 700, and the survival rate was 50%. In the first round, there were 100 in the 400, and the survival rate was only 20%. Now there is only one left, and the survival rate is only 10%. It is.

This is too cruel.

However, Wanhe does not discuss it at all, and immediately begins to group.

"Now, I will first select seven assassins."

"You, you, you, you...and you!"

Wanhe used one by one location, and finally stopped in front of Ling Han.

Seven assassination targets were selected, and those who were not selected were relieved. As an assassin, the pressure should be smaller.

"Now is the first group of assassins." Wan He began to distribute again, assigning nine people into the first group, then the second group and the third group.

Because Ling Han is the seventh group, the assassin of his group is not nine people, but ten.

The key is that there is another assassin in this group... Mo Yun!

It was discovered that Mo Yun had not been separated. He stayed in the seventh group. The nine assassins in the seventh group were all pale, including Sima Dong.

Is this still playing a fart?

Who is Mo Yun’s opponent?

No, there is still a chance, that is, to kill the cold first, so that Mo Yun is strong and only the part that is ruled out.

"That's good, let's get started!" Wanhe smiled. He liked to say the word "beginning", making him feel like a god, omnipotent, and control everything.

Suddenly, the seven groups of assassins are rushing to their targets like tigers and wolves. Whoever can kill the target first will be able to survive.

Live, the most primitive, the most common, the most basic desire, but also the most powerful desire.

Everyone is erupting far more powerful than usual, fighting spirit and fighting power. They are red eyes. At this time, no matter who is in front of them, they will ruthlessly sweep away.

I want to live!

Brushing, Jianguang is moving, and it is unmatched.

Mo Yun is already killing, but the goal is not to be cold, but the team of the seventh group.

The screams were screaming. After the Nine Swords, eight were poured, and only one person was alive.

Sima Dong.

But he is also embarrassed, with a sword in his back, deep and internal organs, can be seen clearly, and the sword is violent in the body, if he can not expel the sword, he still has to die.

Hey, Mo Yun is actually tyrannical!

Others saw this scene, but they did not pinch the cold sweat, but fortunately they did not belong to a group with Mo Yun.

Mo Yun did not pursue chasing again, but looked at Ling Han.

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