Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

"Frenzy, you are looking for death!" Feng Miao Ling killed.

Since Ling Han has already put on her clothes, she naturally has no scruples.

It’s a shameless person, she’s naked in front of her, and she’s still eating a loss.

Too bad, too shameless, too hateful!

Boom, the strength of teaching the main class is completely bursting out, and behind her is a big river, sending out a raging sound.

It is obviously a river, but it seems to be more magnificent than the sea, and there are endless ways to move.

Ling Han fangs, this is the master player.

As he pulled back, he made a sigh of relief.

However, to his surprise, the other side is unaffected.

You must know that even if the strength is stronger than him, the shock can still play a role. This is an attack against the soul. The difference lies in the size of the effect.

Not affected at all?

Emperor?

Unless you wear the armor that the Emperor personally refines, if you only teach the main level, you should not be completely immune to the impact of the suffocation.

Ling Han suddenly reacted, this woman is actually the emperor road from the underworld?

Strange, you are also being chased and killed, can't you go to the main entrance?

Boom, Feng Miaoling hit a shot, could not help but reveal a touch of color, because Ling Han is just a spiritual environment.

However, anger made her not interested in opening her mouth and asked what Ling Han was.

Too hot eyes, and the appearance of Lang Lang has been swaying in front of her eyes, now she has only one idea, that is to kill the cold.

Is it difficult to teach the master-level power to kill the spirit?

What's more, she is still such a superb genius.

Boom, the river behind her is surging and rushing toward Ling Han.

Ling Han gave up a feeling that even if he was only hit by a river, he would never be able to recover.

Is this woman so strong?

Emperor, very normal.

Ling Han did not hesitate, and immediately launched Fengyi Tianxiang.

run!

He did not have a love affair, and the spirit of the priest was the main loser, but the teacher was still a golden generation, far stronger than the average small ride.

Boom, two flame wings unfolded, and he went to the snowfield.

Feng Miao Ling was angry and rushed into the sky. She looked at Ling Han’s "squat". Her heart was full of anger, and Ling Han also showed a loss, which naturally made her angry.

Kill, how can I kill this kid.

call!

But at this time, the sky is full of snow, the wind whistling sharply, the cold wind straight into the bones, so that the flow of secret power is becoming sluggish.

Feng Miaoling could not help but fall from the sky. This cold wind is like a knife. Not only does she cut her body, but even the clothes have to be disintegrated.

This is naturally not allowed to happen.

She saw Ling Han's body, that is, she suffered a loss, and if she let Ling Han see her body, it is not the two sides to flatten, but she is more disadvantaged.

But she was surprised to find that Ling Han was still running, although the speed dropped a little, but still above him.

How can this be?

Ling Han doesn't know, but she is very clear. The environment here will exert different pressures on people from different realms. Therefore, whether it is a spiritual environment or a small environment, the pressure can be said to be quite. They are all at their own limits.

It can be said that here is the talent that best reflects one person. The stronger the strength of the same level, the easier it will be.

She is actually worse than the cold?

How can it be!

She can't believe it, she can't accept it. With her qualifications, she can completely win the throne. Can she actually be worse than the present?

But it is true, the gap between her and Ling Han is widening, making her surprised, making her angry and making her speechless.

At this time, Ling Han suddenly stopped, and turned back, loudly: "Crazy mother, peeked at me, but also killing people, we are not finished!"

Feng Miaoling almost blew a blood out, do you still have a face?

But Ling Han has turned around, and she has grown up, so that she can’t make a fire with her stomach.

......

In the distance, Ling Han fangs, he knows that Feng Miao Ling is so irritating, but he was sneaked in the "sleeping dream" and was chased, how can he bear this breath?

Waiting, he will definitely come back for revenge, how can you smash the **** of this little girl skin.

Huh?

He suddenly found that his seventh spirit had been perfected.

The role of the fairy fruit.

Ling Han immediately reacted. When he fell asleep because of his potency, Xiu Wei was also rapidly improving, and he pushed to the peak of seven changes in one fell swoop.

“It’s too cold here, not suitable for breakthroughs.”

"Go out of the ice field first, then consider the impact of the eight changes."

He walked against the snow, and in order to avoid the cold wind like a knife, he lowered his body and walked on the snowfield. His feet were shallow and shallow. The snow was two feet thick and one foot went down. The lower body was almost buried.

Even on the ground, you can avoid the cold snow, you can directly contact the snow, still infiltrate a strong chill, let Ling cold keep swaying, what defense is nothing at this time.

Fortunately, Ling Han’s body is strong enough. Otherwise, he must be frozen to death.

He lamented that there should be very few people who can pass this snowfield.

If the emperor can only start from here, then in a few days, can the passer reach the number of two hands?

Three days later, Ling Han finally got out of the snowfield.

There is a canyon in front, not too long, you can see the head at a glance.

First pass, or break through first?

Ling Han thought about it, decided to break through first, he was too eager for strength.

He took out the empty animal skin and put it on, then sat down and began to attack.

The eighth spirit gradually matured and slowly formed.

At this time, Feng Miaoling appeared, and when she passed by Ling Han, she made a slight meal, as if she had found something, but after she swept it, she went back.

She vaguely sensed a strange, but did not find anything, only thought it was suspicious.

Front, dangerous!

She stopped and sat down first, then returned to the best, and then she grew up.

She rushed into the canyon, and suddenly she saw a golden sword descending from the sky and falling towards her.

Feng Miaoling unfolded his body and swayed and did not dare to let Jin Jian meet.

She knows that this golden sword has terrible destructive power and cannot be touched. Otherwise, life is hard to protect.

Dodging all the way, dangerous and dangerous, but she managed to pass.

"The thief actually passed!" She muttered, although the tone was still with the killing, but she was somewhat admired.

How difficult it is to pass this gorge, she has a personal experience, and she will die in a careless manner.

However, she did not know that the guy who could not wait to kill actually did not pass the canyon.