Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao Chapter 3781: Smoke yourself

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Om, a pagoda emerged above Ling Han ’s head, and thousands of chaos hung down, with the light of thunder flashing, inexplicable.

Boom!

The old man strikes, and with a palm press, he is blocked by chaos and takes his hand straight down.

Chaotic Pole Tower, Imperial Soldier!

However, after all, the old man was at the Tianding level of combat power. He immediately roared and exerted his strength with his hands and feet to stop the sinking of his body.

He was taken aback. Although he only has the power of Tianding, he is not an absolute crush on which foundation? This kind of crushing cannot be reversed by any magic weapon, and it is limited to the realm. Even the power of four-star and five-star magic devices can be exerted.

How can these chaotic breaths make him stagger?

Unless it is ... he couldn't help moving.

Is this a holy weapon?

Materials that can be used to make holy objects have inherently inexplicable power, so even if they are used in the hands of low-level warriors, they can often exert power beyond the realm.

"Bring the old man!" The old man changed the target of the attack and grabbed the chaotic pole Leita, forcibly detaining him.

Hey, the light of thunder chaos, hit the old man.

The light was too fast, even the old man could not dodge. He was suddenly slammed. Under the current surge, he was trembling all over, and his hair was standing upright.

How can we underestimate the might of the imperial soldiers?

Ling Han made a long roar and took the opportunity to launch a counterattack.

The old man is really strong. With one finger and one leg plus two fingers, and the electricity is so crisp, he is able to shoot with one palm and meet Linghan.

Bang, the two banged a note to each other, Ling Han wowed again, vomiting blood, and the old man was uncomfortable, his face was white, blood wounds on his chest, elbows, fingers, legs were all bleeding, some amount Scary.

The old man was overwhelmed with shock. His special cultivation methods, blood is the source of his energy, which is why he will enter the blood slaves with the spirit of the soul under heavy damage. A large amount of blood can make his The injury recovered quickly.

The other way around, now that he has lost a lot of blood, it will not only affect his combat effectiveness, but in serious cases, he will even kill him.

He is greedy and angry.

How much he wanted to take this "Holy Vessel" down and fall into the hands of a small foundation, it was almost buried. But this little foundation had to push himself to a dead end, and made him very angry.

I am a true monarch, and I can kill the ants in front of me with a breath.

After recovering from the injury, the reborn student sucked the kid's blood into a corpse without any will.

The old man kicked back, and when he turned around, he ran away.

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

Ling Han launched the distance and chased him instantly. A series of attacks were thrown up, especially the Chaos Extreme Thunder Tower. Every chaos is as heavy as a mountain, and every thunder is extremely powerful.

The old man yelled, but there was no way.

Who caused him serious injuries, leaving only one leg left?

"Boy, you forced the old man!" The old man gritted his teeth. He finally sacrificed his magic weapon, a small rattle.

He bit his lip, pouted, and spurted blood onto the rattle.

"Hey, you are all covered with blood, why do you even bite yourself?" Ling Han said wonderingly.

Yes, yes!

The old man is also shocked. Why should I bite my tongue? Although your own magical instruments need blood to move, don't you bleed all the time?

Loss, blood loss!

He was extremely depressed. This was actually given a joke by a small person, and he was ashamed and thrown home.

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

Boom, under his full urging, the rattle suddenly sounded.

Tom! Tom! Tom!

A record of voice came, buckled directly on Ling Han's heart, and suddenly made him shed blood.

This is a treasure of the Spirit Transformation Realm level. If you exert all your might, Ling Han will instantly turn into a pool of blood, but the old man is now badly hit and ca n’t get it out, and he also suffers I know that once this treasure works, it will continuously draw his blood.

It does n’t matter when it is normal. He **** the blood of others, but now he is losing too much blood. How can he stand such a toss?

Every time you want to hang up.

So before he thought about getting out, he was forced to a dead end, and he was willing to work hard.

Tom! Tom! Tom!

The old man shook his rattle, and he did n’t get any better. His face was getting paler. That ’s not bloody, it ’s really like wax.

Do n’t die.

Om, the chaotic pole Lei tower drops endless chaotic air, which can greatly reduce the lethality of the sound of the magic weapon, and Ling Han also roared the six-character Ming Wang curse in his body, although the sound is not evil Thing, but pure destructive power, but breaking sound with sound should still be useful.

Ling Han screamed, the demon monkey fist unfolded, the endless violent turbulent flow, one punch blasted out, the colorful glory, the whole world seemed to be transformed into endless darkness, only one fist blasted out, Even the shining stars in the sky can break with a punch.

This was the emperor of the fighting emperor, there must be a great power to crush the stars, but in the hands of Ling Han, this is just a kind of momentum.

Even if it ’s just an impetus. It also shocked the old man.

This is true emperor art!

The punch hit, and the old man was suddenly hit with a punch in the chest. Fortunately, it was not the original wound. Otherwise, this punch would probably kill him.

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

What kind of magic is this? It ’s so scary that the power of one punch can reach such a point.

The saint's law must be the saint's law. This kid Luck turned against the sky and got a saint's heritage, so he held a holy weapon and punched the saint's law!

The old man's eyes are red. He is desperate. The saint's heritage is worth his risk.

"Go to death!" He shook the rattle more violently, and his little blood was pumped away. The whole body not only lost its blood color, but also shrivelled like a skull.

This magic weapon is really evil.

It should not have been made by the old man himself, otherwise, the old man ’s mind is too problematic.

Ling Han's chaotic pole Lei tower above her head, singing a six-character Ming Wang mantra, against the attack of this magic weapon. Although it still bleeds, the vitality in the body is far from being shocked.

After a few minutes.

"Old man ... Your whole family!" The old man was not reconciled, the whole person was like a corpse, and was actually killed by his own magical device.