Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao Chapter 2932: Learn a fart

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The fight between the two great arrogances is eye-opening.

It turns out that the limit of the number of planes that a Heavenly Venerable Realm can accommodate is not two, but three.

Feng Wuding was also shocked. He didn't expect anyone but him to do this.

"Do you think this is my limit?" He shouted and the fourth plane projection suppressed.

Fuck! by! by!

At this point, everyone opens their mouths and can't speak at all.

Four planes, how is this done?

Ling Han smiled faintly, with four planes, which barely smelled like the Son of Destiny, but compared to the thousands of seeds in his body that were only the seeds of the plane, this was just a trifle.

Limited to the realm, even Ling Han could not have hundreds of millions of planes, and now there are only nineteen.

The question is, what is the limit of wind uncertainty?

He was a little curious, but he didn't care. He didn't come to learn from each other, he just punched people.

Boom, he worked out five plane projections in one breath.

Poof!

Everyone is squirting out, their eyes have no problem, how can they see the impossible.

Eight planes!

The wind was suddenly suppressed, and backed up again and again, the back was bent.

The suppression of the eight planes is too strong for him to bear, but at the next moment, he roared, the body of massive power poured out, buzzed, and his body emerged Ten planes.

This is his real hole card, ten planes, unseen in ancient and modern times, a miracle.

Everyone is also all halo. Ling Han is already so utterly strong that he has eight planes, which makes people dare not even imagine. But Feng Wuding was even more perverted, and made two more steps on the impossible basis.

This is the Son of Destiny.

"Give me the town!" Feng Wuding drove the projection of the ten planes to come. The power was unparalleled. Who can stop him among the five-step combat power?

Ling Han is still speechless, but his right fist is condensed, buzzing, and the three plane projections are running out, and the disadvantage is reversed at once.

This!

Everyone ’s minds ca n’t be turned around. What about Heavenly Venerable Realm? This time it breaks the law of the ancients. Who can calm down?

Eleven planes, are you going against the sky?

The people in the World League are even more shocked, because they know that the number of planes that Ling Han really has has to be increased by one on this basis.

The wind is indefinite and speechless. He is a pet of heaven. In fact, the number of planes that can be easily accommodated in the body is not only ten, but it is limited to the realm. He can only let ten of them grow.

Do n’t look at Ling Han, he just has one more plane than him, but he is beyond his power and ca n’t catch up.

Ling Hanchang drove straight in, driving the eleven planes, firmly suppressing the wind Wuding.

Everyone is jaw-dropping, and then sighed.

The destiny of the last generation of the world is not as good as Ling Han. Sure enough, this guy is more evil.

Many people have a sense of pride. After all, Ling Han is their own person. Feng Wuding is a relic of the last generation of the world. How can they belong to the ranks of outsiders? After all, it can be regarded as an invasion by foreign enemies.

Feng Wuding snorted, and stopped talking, just slamming Ling Han.

He does have one plane less suppression than Ling Han, but he has only been suppressed, and he will not be crushed, so he can still hold it.

He was not reconciled. He pinned his hope of victory on the exhaustion of the Heavenly Venerable Realm symbols of Ling Han, and the opponent's combat power would drop sharply.

And he ... has a hole card.

With such a lack of fighting power, he was inevitably hit by a few hits, which made him suffer terribly, and gave rise to a strong shame.

He is a supreme genius who can leapfrog his enemies, but is he still suppressed in the same battle?

However, an hour is about to pass.

Sure enough, the light of the symbols on Ling Han's body disappeared one after another, and the combat power was also a thousand miles away.

"Haha, what is the essence, this is what it is!" Feng Wuding laughed and roared, and there were three symbols on his body, which were also supreme and crushed the people.

First class symbol!

God, he not only has eight first-class symbols, but can even form two sets of combination symbols, a group of three and a group of four.

This has increased his combat power by more than 170 times, and still maintains the level of crushing all five-step combat power.

Now, what does Ling Han use to block?

Everyone is shaking their heads. Who would have thought that Feng Wuding actually mastered three first-class symbols, and they can also be combined. This kind of combat power can sweep all five-step combat power.

Boom, Feng Wuding slammed into the air and drove towards Ling Han.

Ling Han Changxiao, the eight-stream symbol lights up one by one, but he controlled it, but only half of the operation, making the combat power increase only about 500 times.

But five hundred times is not enough?

Bang, Boom, Boom, Ling Han completely crushed the wind Wuding, and punched furiously, and the wind was blown like a scarecrow, only the part that kept throwing away.

Feng Wuding was completely ignorant. The reason why he was able to possess eight first-class symbols was inherited through the last generation of the world, but he had already consumed Linghan ’s set of nine symbols, but he was still Linghan rolling?

He cannot accept it.

Maybe it is impossible to accept that the facts cannot be changed at all. Ling Han ’s combat power is crushed, and Feng Wuding is only beaten.

"I admit defeat!" He said unwillingly, but he didn't want to be beaten by Ling Han.

He is arrogant and thinks that this is just his cultivation base is too low to exert all the advantages of his destiny son. For example, he has a total of 100 plane seeds in his body, but now only 10 of them are derived Became a plane.

As long as the realm goes up, his leapfrogging ability is not improved, at least it can be maintained, and everyone knows that the leapfrogging ability must fall when the realm goes up.

One drop, one hold, who wins in the same battle?

Gentlemen revenge, not too late for three years, the only husband who can flex and extend.

Boom!

But as soon as he finished speaking, he was punched heavily in the face, causing his nose to bleed.

"You--!" Feng Wuding shouted, he had already conceded defeat, why did you keep on hand, did you learn so much?

Boom, he took another punch.

"You are too much!" Feng Wuding was full of indignation.

"You think I'm here to learn from you?" Ling Han finally said.

"Are n’t they?"

"Wrong, I came here to beat people. You are no different from those cats and dogs. Do n’t look too high on yourself." Ling Feng said coldly while boxing. "What the fate of shit, garbage!"

This is too hurtful.

Feng Wuding simply wants to die. He thinks highly of himself and thinks he is the son of destiny. No one can compare with himself. But Ling Han didn't put him in his eyes at all and completely ignored him.

Such disregard makes him unbearable.