Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

The teeth of the real dragon, just a stone's throw away.

Ling Han went up and went here. He had to try it. Even if he finally used the sword of cherishing the sword, he even asked the small tower to shoot. He had to try it.

The gods left by the real dragon, even if you put it in the realm of the gods, can you provoke it?

Hey, when Ling Han walked to the purple halo, the halo squirmed like a wave of water, wrapping him in. He looked down and saw that the flower of the Necromancer in his hand was emitting a faint glow, and it seemed to have some kind of harmony with this purple halo.

He is amazed, if not, many people can come here before - although they all died later, why not say that the flower of the dead must take the tooth of the dragon?

Because it is not difficult to get here, it is rare how to pass this purple halo, the flower of the dead spirit plays the role of the key.

eccentric!

Ling Han brow wrinkled, my heart raised a puzzle, but not too much in my heart, he has entered the altar, then as long as the teeth of the real dragon into the black tower, then it is impossible to be the lower bound of the gods He is battling.

Hey, he walked on the altar, and a piece of stone brick was shining, forming some strange lines, constantly intersecting, as if playing a certain kind of tune, but a silent performance.

He stopped and raised a strong warning. If there is any irresistible danger, he will enter the Black Tower for the first time and will never be reluctant.

After all, the most powerful dragon in the world was buried here.

He stopped, but the stone bricks were still shining, one after another. Intertwined into a certain law, there is a fuzzy atmosphere in circulation. The ancient, the sang sang is powerful, as if it has gone through thousands of years.

Is this the old dragon left?

Ling Han observed for a while. It was discovered that only the stone bricks were shining in the blink of an eye, and when there was no other change, he moved forward again. The teeth of the real dragon were in front of him, and he broke the reason for not giving up.

Finally, he walked to the front of the real dragon's teeth, slowly reached out and pressed to the teeth of the real dragon, then he only wrapped the dragon tooth with the gods. It can be put into the black tower.

Hey!

The flower of the Necromancer in his hand shines brightly, but it is quickly withered. Some of the withered petals fall, as if they have been absorbed the essence, become dull and dull, and there is no trace of difference.

At this moment, the teeth of the real dragon are also emitting a burning light, dazzling. Even if it is cold, I can't look straight, and I quickly go over it. And close the eyes, but the action of collecting the teeth of the real dragon is not slow, the gods have wrapped the whole dragon tooth.

Give it to me!

Ling Han’s face could not be changed, because he found that there was no way to collect the dragon tooth into the black tower.

How can this be!

There is only one thing in the Black Tower that can't be taken in. That is the individual with independent thinking ability, and must be admitted without resisting his will. But now it is obviously a dragon tooth, why can't it be collected?

Dragon tooth has an independent will? Or say. Dragon tooth is a god, can not be collected by the black tower by nature?

Ling Han is puzzled. But now he can't open his eyes, and naturally he can't see what is happening in this dragon tooth. It has not changed for many thousand years. Why did he come up with an inexplicable change?

The flower of the dead spirit!

He suddenly realized that although many people have been here before, but no one has brought the flower of the dead, he is an exception, so that the teeth of the real dragon have also produced an inexplicable change.

But what is the change?

After at least one fragrant time, the light from the teeth of the real dragon finally faded. Ling Han opened his eyes and saw that the flower of the dead spirit in his hand had completely withered, leaving only a bare stem. .

He looked at the teeth of the real dragon. This jade-shaped giant tooth is now more and more transparent, and even becomes transparent. Although it is covered with complicated lines, it does not affect the interior of the dragon tooth. There seems to be a bunch of things.

The specifics are not resolved, the lines play a protective role, looming... the group is wriggling!

This is very amazing. I don’t know how many thousands of years have been put in a real dragon’s tooth. But what kind of life is there? It must be life, with self-awareness, it will resist the collection of the Black Tower.

The feeling of uneasiness in Ling Han’s heart became more and more intense. He always felt that he had fallen into a certain trap. However, this is the end of his life. He still launched the eye of true vision and must look carefully.

He!

Ling Hanyi, the eyes of the true vision, he is finally looking carefully, the group of things inside the dragon tooth is actually a little boy!

It seems that the age of six or seven is a few years younger than Hu Niu. It looks quite handsome, and it looks like a naked man, but there is no sign of where the descendants of the dragons are.

This dragon tooth is also a ghost. In the long years, it has cultivated self-awareness and gained new life.

its not right!

You see that the corpse is a resurrection, but it is at least derived from the complete body. A dragon tooth can also breed a new life. Is this a bit of a tear?

Card, Kakaka!

Just when he was thinking about it, there was a crack in the dragon's teeth. It seemed that the spider web was covered with a whole dragon tooth, and then the ground was broken. The whole dragon tooth was broken, and then the ground was more. A little boy came.

"Ha ha ha ha, this seat has finally come alive again!" The little boy made a childish voice, but the tone was old-fashioned. He glanced at the cold and couldn't help but say: "The junior, have you seen the ancestors?"

Ling Han was shocked. Where is this monster? But he immediately discovered that this little boy was just a refining environment. Then there was any taboo, and the detective grabbed the past.

"Bold, I dare to be rude to my ancestors, how to clean up this seat!" The little boy annoyed, hey, he exudes a terrible dragon, supreme, believe that fresh in the pass, smell people can not help here Going down, this has nothing to do with cultivation, it is purely crushing on the blood.

Can such a dragon have a bird for Ling Han? He is not a dragon, but he has cultivated a sword heart. He has a black tower sitting in the body. The most fearful thing is the spiritual pressure.

The palm of the hand has been caught, the little boy has fallen into his hand, Ling Han smiled, and took a big hand and hit the little boy's ass. Hey, let the little boy scream and scream, a little face is red.

Too sorrowful, what is his identity, but he was actually spanked by a younger generation, and he was still playing his ass, which made his blood spit.

"Junior, stop! You know who this seat is!" The little boy yelled and struggled.

Ling Han continued to fall, continue to madly pump the little boy's ass, while faintly said: "If I did not guess wrong, then you are the Yalong!" (To be continued.)