Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao Chapter 248: War Devil

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Too weak. His current strength is really too weak. It is because he has a bit of Heaven Tier Sea of Consciousness that can barely arouse the slightest will of martial arts.

Ling Han nodded. It ’s okay. At least this sword is a genuine tenth-order material, and although it only inspired a trace of martial arts will, how powerful is Shattering Void Tier, and a trace of martial arts will also be very powerful.

Furthermore, the stronger his strength, the more naturally he can inspire the power of the magic sword, sooner or later, this tenth-order spirit weapon will regain its brilliance.

The question is, his strength is too weak now, and he really wants to expose that he possesses a tenth-order spirit weapon. How much coveted eyes will it attract?

He secretly decided not to use Demon Sword as much as possible at the critical moment.

Now it's time to meet the Devil Emperor.

Ling Han looked out through the black tower and saw that Rong Huanxuan was still looking for himself.

His body flashed and appeared outside.

"Huh?" Seeing that Ling Han appeared silently, Rong Huanxuan suddenly showed a shocked color. If the other party could appear beside him like this, wouldn't it be easy to succeed once he made a sneak attack?

Ling Han smiled slightly and said, "Now should I call you Rong Huanxuan, or Shura Demon Emperor?"

Rong Huanxuan ’s soul should have been obliterated, and now the soul of Shura Demon Emperor occupies this body.

"Young man, this seat was originally intended to occupy your flesh, but I didn't expect you to run so fast!" Rong Huanxuan said with a smile, "Whatever you call this seat, when this seat returns to the world, Naturally, the respect of Shura Demon Emperor will be restored. "

Ling Han's right hand was raised, and the Demon Sword was already in his hand. He danced a sword flower and said, "If you die here, there will be no future!"

"Hahahaha!" Rong Huanxuan laughed, then shook his head, "Maybe you can destroy this body, but it doesn't matter, this seat can occupy another one! If this seat is so easy to destroy, How could it be divided into nine parts and suppressed in various secret areas? "

"It turns out that you didn't lie at this point, but you were really separated." Ling Han laughed.

Rong Huan Xuan Rong was cold, and said, "In front of this seat, do you dare to speak badly?"

"Why, still want me to call you Your Excellency?" Ling Han smiled.

"In the past, I don't know how many people are kneeling in front of this seat. People who are many times stronger than you are not able to stand in the eye of this seat. What are you thinking of?" Rong Huanxuan was disdainful.

"Come on, come on, the heroes do n’t mention the bravery of those days, I am really just Gushing Spring Realm, but you are not much better." Ling Han fanned his hand.

"Damn boy!" Rong Huanxuan's face was sharpened, "Exactly, the owner of this body has a very deep intention to kill you, and this seat also wants to kill you, then die!"

He shot abruptly, shot with a palm, countless black lights surging, and turned into a long snake, hitting Ling Han.

Ling Han is not afraid. Although the Shura Demon Emperor is out of trouble, it is equivalent to being trapped in an Gushing Spring Realm body. The threat is greatly reduced, otherwise he will not appear at all. Against it.

He shook his magic sword, and cut it towards Rong Huanxuan.

"Damn, can you erase the consciousness of this seat on the sword?" Rong Huanxuan originally had a sneer on the corner of his mouth. He wanted to order the Ling Ling to wield power, and directly wiped away Ling Han, but found that he issued the order like The stone sinks into the sea.

He should have realized immediately that his Sea of Consciousness was missing a bit, but who made him merge with Rong Huanxuan ’s flesh now, resulting in a greatly reduced sensitivity. He only realized that it was inappropriate when the command was not moving.

This kid is so weird!

It took tens of thousands of years of effort to slowly infiltrate the magic sword, eroding the spirit of the weapon, letting this sword be used by him, greatly weakening the formation. Wei, Rong Huanxuan was able to take away the Demon Sword.

Unexpectedly, it was just more than a day of work, Ling Han completely wiped his Sea of Consciousness from the magic sword.

No!

The spirit of this sword should also be annihilated, because his consciousness has been integrated with the spirit of the instrument, reaching the point of coexistence and death. Since his Sea of Consciousness annihilation means that the spirit of the instrument is also dead.

He breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise if the tenth-order spirit weapon manifested his power, he could not stop the flesh now!

Although he is a very special living body, it was originally developed from a pure soul state, but no flesh is a rootless root, and it has been suppressed for tens of thousands of years. Stop Ling Han and consume too much magic energy. Now he has just occupied a flesh. If he changes again immediately, he will be hurt.

Therefore, he didn't want to destroy this body.

Ling Han smiled slightly and said, "This sword is wasted for you."

I wipe!

In the spirit of Shura Demon Emperor, there is an impulse to curse people. What is his identity, even if he is suppressed for tens of thousands of years, he can be scared to death by talking about this matter? A junior dare to despise him?

"Well, how about you possessing the tenth-order spirit weapon, it is impossible to exert its power, or let this seat send you a funeral!" Rong Huanxuan sneered, opened his mouth, spit out, and a black gas poured out into A black thorn.

This is not the evil spirit of Shura Demon Emperor, but the corpse gas of Rong Huanxuan!

Ling Han's expression was awe-inspiring, the Demon Sword was raised flat, the tip of the sword was slightly down, the endless sword intention condensed, and there were small swirls around it.

Rong Huanxuan suddenly changed his face and said, "What kind of swordsmanship is this? Huh, how does this seat seem to remember seeing it?"

Mysterious three thousand!

Ling Han made the sword, origin force poured out, and turned into colorful light-this is the change after Gushing Spring Realm, the heaven and earth spirits have condensed, and turned into a sword of origin force, it has reached hundreds!

Xuanyuan Three Forms had to be at least Gushing Spring Realm to practice. He used the power of Gushing Spring Realm to use it before, but he could not finally exert the true power of Xuanyuan Three Forms.

Now that he has reached Gushing Spring Realm, at least this mysterious three-thousand is finally showing the real anger.

"This sword meaning ... this is the sword technique of the Heavenly Sword Palace!" Rong Huanxuan's eyes suddenly tightened, showing obvious fear, but when the attack hit, he could only parry, his hands flew, together Daoqi gushes out, and it is impossible to tell whether it is devil qi or corpse gas.

Bang bang bang, one hundred swords pass through, the sword light is like a blaze, and Rong Huanxuan is completely screened.

Rong Huanxuan protects the head with one hand and the heart with one hand, all covered with black magic energy, and the rest of the body is full of holes and blood. He lowered his hands, his arms were cut to white bones, but his head and heart were completely protected.

"Heaven, sword, palace!" Rong Huanxuan said word by word, gritted his teeth, and looked very angry. A stream of black gas circulated in his body, and the injury recovered immediately at a rate visible to the naked eye.