Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Obviously, in the palace of the old castle, how could it suddenly be star-studded?

Ling Han was amazed. He is now standing in the starry sky. There are stars in the distance, and the stars are shining on him. It is as cold as water.

Hey, he clearly does not run any body, nor does he step on the rules. Why can he stand in the stars?

This should not be a real starry sky.

Ling Han strode forward, and sure enough, the void seems to be the same, so that he can easily go.

However, only a few steps away, I saw a star burst into amazing light, and then saw a figure appear in front of Ling Han, all composed of starlight, there is an indescribable beauty.

However, this starlight human figure immediately slammed into the cold.

war? come!

Ling Han shouted, greeted the star-shaped human form, the same iron fist.

Hey, he and the starlight people are slamming a fist, can not help but be amazed, the power of the starlight is actually only a little less than him, there are more than eight rules.

This is enough to match the strength of the golden generation.

However, in the face of Ling Han, what is this?

He did not use all his strength, but under the detonation of a fist, but only ten strokes, the starlight human form was smashed.

Huh?

He found that the star that had flashed before him shot a light to him, directly in his sea of ​​knowledge, nourishing his tree of fruit.

Originally this was a small sapling, but now it has grown slightly.

Hey, fairy?

However, after a while, the light from the stars disappeared.

Ling Han looked at the past and saw that the star was much fainter than before. Maybe it would be completely bleak after a few more times.

That is to say, the first person who entered this place will have the opportunity to get the starlight nourishment. In the latter case, even if it is also here, there is no such opportunity.

Ling Han smiled, cool.

He went on, and soon, another star glowed, and then the starlight reappeared.

Strength... almost.

Ling Han greeted him, and the three-handed legs and the stars were put away.

Who is his opponent in the same battle?

After destroying this starlight human form, his tree of fruit grows a little more.

He laughed and swayed all the way. Under the constant nourishment of the fairy, his fruit tree grew at an alarming rate.

Emperor Road is the strongest land of creation.

Ling Han originally had some gaps from the gold generation, especially like Lin Xuan, who has already entered the Sayādaw class, but through such an encounter, he can catch up with even a part of the golden generation.

The current Ling Han has basically stood at the forefront of the younger generation.

All the way through, he solved the opponent's speed too fast, just one day later, he came to the end, only to see the road ahead.

He couldn’t help but feel sorry, so it’s over?

Although the tree of the fruit is strong, it still has no fruit, and it is worse.

He tried to retreat, but if he walked away, there was no star-shaped human figure.

No way, move on.

He walked out of the passage and looked at it. He saw that there was a graveyard in front of him. The graves were towering. Some tombstones were as high as a thousand feet. The graves were covered with mountains and some tombstones were broken. I don’t know because The corrosion of the years is still broken in the battle.

Will there be a ghost or a zombie to kill?

Ling Han was full of expectations and strode into the cemetery.

However, the wind is bleak and sinister, but there are no enemies.

Oh, okay.

Ling Han is somewhat disappointed. He is eager to fight now, because there are many advantages in fighting and killing the enemy here.

He walked through a tomb and swept his eyes, trying to see who was buried here.

However, these tombstones are the same, with no words on the monument.

The burial here is anonymous.

Ling Han suddenly has an impulse to dig a grave. Is it really buried here?

He forcibly dismissed such an impulse. If you really have to sleep in the ancients, then there is no resentment with him. How can you dig the graves of others and let the ancients not be peaceful?

As you walk deeper into the cemetery, the environment becomes darker and darker, and there is a chill of the bones.

After a long time, the exit of the cemetery appeared in front of it, or it was the entrance.

To the surprise of Ling Han, there is actually a thatched cottage.

Will not live here?

Ling Han walked over, but saw the thatched cottage slamming open, and came out from inside a gray old man.

"The big dreams of the millennium." The old man in gray clothing stretched out a lazy waist, and then looked at Ling Han, as if he had just seen him, showing a touch of color. "Young people, what are you doing here?" ”

This old man... completely invisible!

saint?

Can you not enter the emperor's way if you are a saint?

Is it a breakthrough here?

For a time, Ling Han’s thoughts flashed, but his face was smiling, saying: “The younger generation is just passing by.”

"Oh." The gray-coated old man nodded. "Yeah, here is the graveyard. You are young, what are you doing here?"

Ling Han’s heart was curious and could not help but ask: “Predecessors, who are buried here, why are there words without words?”

The gray-coated old man looked into the depths of the cemetery and said: "There is not a person buried here, but a time."

"Years?" Ling Han could not understand, how to bury the years?

Although there is such a saying, it is only a metaphor. Can someone really build a cemetery?

"Oh, since I met the old man, it is a bit of a fate." The gray-haired old man smiled. "Come, young man, the old man invites you to have a drink."

"Thank you for your seniors." Ling Han smiled.

The gray-haired old man entered the thatched cottage with Ling Han. The furniture here is really simple. There is only one bed and a stone table, and there is a stone bench.

The gray-clothed old man let Ling Han sit on the stone bench, and he sat on the bed, and then did not know where to take out a jug and two wine glasses, put it on the stone bench.

Ling Han took the jug and poured a glass of wine for him and the old man in gray.

Huh?

He looked at the poured liquor, turbid, and smelled even more without the smell of wine.

"How, isn't the wine bad?" The gray-haired old man smiled.

"Selling is really not very good." Ling Han told the truth.

"Haha." The gray-coated old man laughed. He held the glass of wine, and the old eyes showed a cherished color. Then he lifted it up. "One cup of respect, one cup of respect, one cup of respect."

Then he sipped it.

Ling Han hesitated, also picked up the glass and drank it.

Huh?

He suddenly felt a drunken attack, and he was dizzy in an instant. With such a repair, he couldn’t resist at all, and he couldn’t help but scream at the table and quickly screamed.

"It’s time to fight for a few years." The old gray-haired suit walked out of the thatched cottage and then looked back at the jug on the table. "Boy, you are really lucky. You can drink the wine of the past and the present. The number of people adds up to ten."

"Today is also a good relationship!"

He took a foot and the Cotai Strip spread out and disappeared in an instant.

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