Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

what?

Both rogues are stunned, and some are scalp numb.

These years have been passed down, there are big demon in the forest, will give birth to such changes, and now naturally scared is seven up and down.

Hey, the rattan broke open, only to see that there was a young man standing in it, and it looked like he was in his early twenties.

They must be in their hearts, this does not seem like a monster.

"Which onion are you?" Zhang Dong shouted.

Ling Han showed a smile, he finally embarked on the four poles, from today, he is the sage!

"I was in the right mood, but you have to destroy it." He shook his head, then made a snap, squatting and squatting, and saw Zhang Dong and Ma San disappeared directly.

Dead, there is no gray.

"Thank you for the gods!" The two girls quickly squatted.

Ling Han waved his sleeves and tore open the space to leave.

After a hundred years, he has to go directly to the Donglin Emperor.

Now that he has become a sage, how strong is his ability to cross the void?

Comparable saint!

But for three days, he came to Donglin Star.

At this time, there is still seven days from the late marriage.

"The time card is really tight enough." Ling Han murmured, at the top of a mountain, he began to examine his strength.

He knows that after he has stepped into the Supreme, the strength will definitely increase a lot, but what is the specific strength?

With a wave of hand, the twenty-seven-star rule emerged.

Nima!

This must be seen by other saints, and it will scare the urine.

Because the twenty-seven-star rule is the limit of the Sayādaw, it can only be infinitely close and impossible to reach.

Can you be cold?

It’s just a star!

If he reaches the nine-star, how many rules can he blow?

No way, from the fifteen-star leader, if Ling Han still can't reach the abnormal state, is there any reason?

"Sweeping the Supreme, this is definitely no problem. The key is, can I match the saint?"

Ling Han made another blow. Although this time, there are still 20 rules, but they are intertwined.

"The rules are intertwined and the combat power can be further improved."

"According to experience, the twenty-seven-star rule should be able to match two eight-star rules."

Ling Han murmured, that is, he can fight ordinary two-star saints.

In fact, they are all sanctified, and are they ordinary?

"So, I should only be able to match a star saint."

This is still unsatisfied, he is only a star!

Ling Han nodded. If his inference is not wrong, then on the rule level, he can really rival the saint.

"The words of strength... this is a bad injury."

In any case, even if he is still physically fit, he will not be able to make up for the gap between so many big and small worlds.

"But I have other means."

Ling Hanxin thought of a move, and a gas immediately rose at his feet and turned into the same appearance as him.

Unfortunately, the strength still failed to reach the holy level.

But no problem, because... a lot.

One by one, "Ling Han" appeared around him, for a total of ninety-nine!

"This seems to be the limit. I obviously have some spare power, but I can't summon a new atmosphere."

"Forget it."

Ling Han smiled, this is another killer of him.

He waved his hand again and saw four stone pillars appearing and suppressing him.

This is his four poles!

The four poles are all cast by the rules, and the same is the seven-star rule. Naturally, there is no distinction between the four, so the four poles look similar.

Occasionally, the fairy medicine can improve the quality of the four poles and give the four poles some special effects, but it is pitiful.

"My four poles are like the ancient fairy gates."

"But what's the use?"

Ling Han grabbed his head, which must be known in the battle.

He observes his four poles, each with a symbol on his pole, but it is covered by chaotic gas. He can only see its shape vaguely and cannot be accurately identified.

"what?"

"The other four poles should be circled, one circle represents one star, two circles represent two stars, how can I not have a circle, but is a symbol?"

"A symbol... means I am a star?"

Ling Han is somewhat aggressive, but since he has mastered the fifteen stars at the teaching level, he is now a different person.

"Forget it, let him be a circle or a symbol, as long as the strength is strong enough."

"There are still seven days."

"I will adapt to the combat power first, so that I don't get too heavy. If I get killed, I will kill people. It's not fun."

Time passes by, and Donglin Star is also bustling day by day.

In a few days, the Ziwei Emperor will come over to meet the relatives, but the emperor will be late, and will of course hold a luxurious feast in the Donglin Emperor.

The marriage of the two great empires is a big event in itself, not to mention the coldness involved.

At the beginning, Ling Han had put down his words and said that he would visit the Donglin Emperor and take him away.

Well, this deadline is already coming to an end. If the late nightmare is taken to the Ziweidi, Linghan will never be able to complete this promise.

Therefore, everyone wants to know if Ling Han will come.

Judging by the temperament of Ling Han, he will definitely come.

However, it is said that Bailitian has already achieved a holy position. What is the cold weather?

Under the saint, everything is ant.

"The latest news, the latest news, the hundred days are not sanctified, but the quasi-holy!"

There are always well-informed people who have discovered the news that it is still a big secret and spread it on the star network.

"Quasi-holy, or semi-holy, has one foot stepping into the holy position, and can use a part of the Holy Power."

"Oh, the holy level of force crushes everything, even if it is only half-sacred, it can also kill all the sages."

"No, it’s been a hundred years, and the day has not really been sanctified?"

"Rely, you stand and talk without hurting, you don't want to think about it. In the era when there is no emperor in the world, the saint is the strongest force. Standing on the top of the stars, what difficult things are you trying to set foot on?"

"Yes, let alone a hundred years, it is a sacred year, it is still terrible."

"It is the strongest of the golden generation. Emperor Tiantian is now only three hundred years old, but it is already semi-sacred. At that end, there will be another hundred years, and he will certainly become a true saint."

“Over the history, this speed of entry is also absolutely top-notch.”

"However, I have heard that the sooner the sanctification is, the sooner the better. Many powerful saints in history have long been able to enter the holy, but they have deliberately precipitated thousands of years or even tens of thousands of years, just to perfect the realm."

"So, maybe Emperor Tiantian is not really sanctified, but wants to pursue perfection."

"Well, this is very likely!"

On the Internet, there are many people talking about it. Some think that Bailitian has tried its best, and the other part thinks that he has reservations and deliberately pursues perfection.

And in this kind of discussion, it is finally the day when the late dreams are married.