Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

"Why?" The young man who proposed the monk also turned around and looked at Ling Han. He was wearing a purple gown and his face was proud.

"You say you want to hit me?" Ling Han smiling authentic.

In the past few days, he has been chased by Feng Miaoling and Wen Renping. Although they are all shocked, can he not have a temper in his heart?

"Hey, did you actually hear it?" The young man in the purple shirt was a little surprised. He also deliberately lowered his voice. However, it doesn't matter. What happened?

"What about that?" he asked, with a hint of disdain on his face.

Ling Han spread the stall hand: "Exactly, I have some bad moods in the past few days, just to slap you a meal, soothe your mood."

"Ha, hahaha!" The purple shirt youth laughed loudly, which was so funny.

"There is no one who knows nothing!" He put away his smile and his voice was indifferent.

Another person, dressed in a green shirt, could not help but show impatience. "You should be thankful, we don't want to waste time on you. But you have to ask for it, oh, even I feel that You are really owed."

"Let's talk to him, swear at him!" The purple shirt youth strode out and forced the past to Ling Han.

Ling Han left his hands behind him and seemed to have not put the other person in his eyes.

"Where is your confidence?" The youth of the purple shirt showed the color of anger, and this guy dared to despise himself so much.

Look at him, kill him!

He suddenly accelerated, and he took a shot toward Ling Han.

His companions did not help, but stood on the sidelines because he believed in the strength of his companions, and one person was enough to suppress the cold.

Hey, a figure flew at lightning speed and slammed into the big tree behind.

However, the big tree did not break, this person fell heavily back and fell into a large glyph.

The smile on the young man’s face came to an abrupt end, because the person who was beaten out was not a cold, but his companion.

How can it be?

Let's not say how Ling Han can win, even if the companion will meet the opponent, it should not be a second.

"Come on, come to you." Ling Han waved to the young man in the green shirt.

The young man immediately showed a sly smile and quickly waved his hand: "Daoyou, don't know each other, we just reckless, please forgive me."

"Damn!"

He screamed, because Ling Han had already punched him and held him down.

After the cool, Ling Han stopped, and smiled: "I am forgiven for a moment."

Now, he is finally refreshed.

This is also because he just wants to export gas, otherwise the fist will go down and the other side will be smashed into meat.

The young man in the green shirt must cry. Since you know your impulse, why not control it properly. If you have to finish it, you will say that this is not a heart-breaking person?

But what can he say?

Was it not enough to be picked up just now, would you like to come again?

Ling Han waved his hand and went away.

After Ling Han left, the young man in the green shirt quickly went to help his companion, shaken a few times, and woke up his companion.

Fortunately, Ling Han did not have a heavy hand.

"It hurts!" When the young man of the purple shirt woke up, he immediately burst into a loud voice, only to feel that every bone was broken.

"Go, we will go to the Lord."

His angry face is too odious, even he dares to fight, do not know to play the dog to see the owner?

The young man in the green shirt also nodded. He was also full of meal, how could he be willing?

Ling Han was in a good mood. He walked left and right. After a long time, after he stepped out, the forest was already behind him.

He came out.

"The export is good to find, but the big tree." Ling Han looked back, the big tree appeared clearly in the field of vision, obviously a lot higher than the standout.

"Let's find it again."

Ling Han did not leave, but entered the forest and went on to find the big tree.

He walked over and over again, capturing the changes in the forest over and over again, looking for patterns and finding the passage to the middle tree.

This time it was difficult. After a whole month, Ling Han finally found out the law in the ever-changing situation.

He immediately accelerated and went to the goal.

His speed is fast, but he does not take the big tree straight, but keeps circling around, because this is the only route that leads to the big tree.

If you want to reach the goal, you can only walk around the circle.

After a small day, he showed a smile, and as long as he passed through the trees in front, he could reach the big tree.

Fairy, I am coming.

Ling Han has some expectations, so hard to come here, the fairy fruit obtained is invaluable.

Is the nine changes already close at hand?

Ok?

He glanced at the footsteps, and there were a total of three people!

Ling Han jerked back, and at this moment, three people also got out of the trees.

When I saw Ling Han, all three of them were surprised. I didn’t expect anyone to grab them in front of them. After a moment, two people immediately showed a mixed expression of joy and anger.

why?

Very simple, these two are the two guys who have been smashed through the cold shirt and purple shirt.

However, they are now behind a young man in white, with their hands upright and very respectful.

"Less master, that's him!" The young purple shirt pointed to Ling Handao. "It is what he played."

Young people in the green shirt nodded.

Ling Han was surprised, the world is too small, and actually let him hit the two men.

Moreover, they obviously did not come here indiscriminately, but like him, they came to the big tree.

The white young man looked at Ling Han, revealing a smug color, faintly said: "Self-break your hands, then get out!"

"Not too happy to thank the young master!" Purple shirt youth immediately shouted to Ling Han.

"Yeah, the young master is so rare!" said the young man in the green shirt.

Ling Han shook his head: "It’s too difficult to break your hands. It’s better to show it to me first.”

"Oh, the mouth is really very good." The white man shook his head. "But this also laid a dead end for yourself."

When I heard this, the young people in the purple shirts all showed their joy.

Less active anger, then Ling Han will die.

They naturally know what strength their family is.

The Tao of the Holy Land of Qinghua, Luo Huatang, the master of the church!

Ling Han smiled and did not speak.

"Hey, it's really stubborn." Luo Huatang just moved his feet, and instantly appeared in front of Ling Han, pointing out and pointing to Ling Han's forehead.

This refers to the golden light.

Hey, one pointed, the blood splashed.

Luo Huatang was a wrinkle, and immediately shook his head, his eyes were clear, but he still saw a trace of blood.

Mirage.

(End of this chapter)