Unparalleled Emperor

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Dao Ling stood on the hill and looked at the space door that gradually healed. He raised his hand and wanted to say what he would never open.

"What is the future?"

Silence for a while, Dao Ling traveled, and he did not dare to promise anything with the peacock. The future world is destined to be accompanied by blood and bone. It is destined to be a blood-stained world, and may die on the road of war one day.

He didn't want to leave any concern. If he faced the moment of life and death on a certain day, he would be afraid to shrink.

Some things are destined to be done, even if it is a broken body, Dao Ling has to do it.

The fire state is very large, and the destination is the red fire. The whole fire state is like a natural oven, very hot.

The Dao Ling walked to the red desert and walked a little lonely, gradually disappearing here, leaving a long back and looking very small.

The next day.

The scorching sun, a shadow appeared on the horizon, the teenager sighed, and his body flew to a mountain, adjusting his mentality.

There is a small red-hot tower in his hand, and the road is wrinkled. What is the connection between the two?

“Is the small tower one-piece, originally two-story high?”

When Dao Ling touched his chin, he did not understand. Who actually put the small tower in the pagoda? How did this candle dragon get?

After thinking for a while, Dao Ling smiled:

"But it, this thing will be said later, go to Dan Valley first, the alchemy conference is estimated to be held in a month."

He acted alone in the desert, occasionally catching some monsters and forcing them to go. He did not choose to go to the attached city to find the void, and walked and studied the road to alchemy.

In the past, the bronze slabs that the Dao Ling received on the ninth floor of the Pagoda were more and more extraordinary. There were many scenes of the Dan Dao Saints alchemy on the wall. This kind of trace became more and more clear.

"This Dan furnace is definitely used by the ancient big figure alchemy."

Dao Ling clenched his fists, got up and stood up and walked away.

This walk is half a month, and the middle Dao Ling has continued to refine some medicinal herbs. From the candle dragon, he has obtained hundreds of elixir, enough for him to squander.

After half a month of hard work, Dao Ling’s powerful Yuanshen is hard to bear, but his success in refining Sipin’s medicinal herbs has increased a lot.

"My, this hole Tiandan is time to refine!"

Dao Ling stared at an medicinal herb on the ancient Danjing. This hole, Tiandan, was like an attempt. Unfortunately, alchemy has never been refined, and it has been put down.

Now that he has not perfected the atmosphere, he still needs a lot of energy, and this hole is the best Baodan!

This medicinal herb is a five-pill medicinal herb, which is best used for the birth of the fetus. However, the horror of the nine scorpions of Dao Ling is completely sprinted by the medicinal power, and it is possible to use this medicinal drug to break through.

"There is still a lack of a scented grass. Although this thing is rare, Dangu should be able to find it. Let’s go to Dangu."

Dao Ling put away all the miscellaneous things, his eyes hit in the Dan furnace, there is a group of hustle and bustle in the bloom, the bright people can not open their eyes.

It is a liquid after the melting of the psychic **** jade. The tomb has been continuously refining for half a month before it is refining this psychic **** into a liquid.

"it has started!"

The eyes of Dao Ling flashed the color of excitement. The power of the broken sword is not enough for him now. He has a fifth blade on his body. If it is connected, the power will rise to a level of horror.

When I was about to prepare, Dao Ling took a **** and first divided the spirits into more than half. This part of the way was to restore the polar road.

Although the broken sword only got a little half, it was bigger than the amount of the three psychic **** jade that was obtained in the last time.

Dao Ling took out the fifth blade, which was tens of thousands of pounds. Until now, he still couldn't understand what the broken sword was made of.

The fiery red liquid of the silkworm contains a kind of body shape fluctuation, and the aura bursts out. If it is like a reiki, then all the swords will flow away.

The broken sword was wrapped in fiery red energy, and this broken sword rushed out of a horrible devouring force, absorbing the energy of the spirit liquid.

As time went by, the inside of the broken sword was still trembled with horror fluctuations, like a dry sword river revived, and the road was trembled.

"If the power of the broken sword returns to the full victory level, I don't know how strong it will be?"

With a slamming sound, the five-section broken sword broke out in the sky, and the whole temple was collapsed. A large sword mans hit the sky and broke the ten-party cloud.

This broken sword is humming, and the black and white gods are erupted. It is like a black day, and the undulating waves are insulting, giving people a heavy pressure.

"open!"

Dao Ling took a broken sword. First of all, he felt that the sword was very heavy. His one-armed arm swayed, and a black sword spurted out. It was like a terrible river.

Rumble!

This swordman broke out and crossed several miles, and a mountain was cut off by hard!

"A good power, it has crossed a few miles!"

The ecstasy of Dao Ling, the power of this broken sword has already surpassed the colorful treasure fan!

If you continue to use the psychic **** jade to repair, this broken sword will become stronger and stronger!

This mountain forest is completely messy, and the horror fluctuations spurt the square, and a golden shadow stands in it, suppressing the world.

"Hey, this is the peerless sinner who dances here? After three or four miles, I squirted a sword and almost smashed my cave!"

"The buzz is a big murder. You can’t make a fuss. Don’t show your head.”

Several beasts in the forest are communicating, all of them are scalp tingling, and they dare not talk about it. The youth exudes the breath, and they oppress them.

"This mouth is broken, it is estimated that there are 150,000 pounds!"

Dao's feet fell on the ground, and his eyes were staring at the broken sword. He now has this broken sword guard, and there are also counter-measures in the face of some wizards who master Qibao.

"The pole, it's up to you."

At this time, the scorpion of Dao Ling dimmed and took out the broken polar clock. The last time was the **** battle of Motaihe, and almost broke, making Dao Ling feel very distressed.

A large group of fire red spirits perfused with a brain, the quaint and unpretentious wall of the clock gradually bloomed, and the brilliance gradually increased.

Boom!

The polar clock of the half-monthly silence finally woke up and kicked it autonomously, and then the atmosphere it emitted was not particularly strong, like old.

Dao's brow wrinkled and worried:

"The polar road, what is going on? Isn't the energy of the psychic **** jade useless for you?"

"I was hurt too much, and I was almost beaten, but the road was surviving on death, and I was faintly promoted."

There was a thought in the way, and the Taoist ecstasy, he shouted:

"What do you mean? To break into the next level!"

The ancient heavy instrument is de-changing ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The scene is too horrible, and it can definitely be turned into a generation of soldiers, absolutely can be loaded into the ancient history!

"Yes, I have to change. The Taoist priests have been honoured by the Taoist people for many years. I have already scored many traces. Now I feel the resurgence of the dead, and I understand the truth of the device. The instrument is the same as the human being. Reborn."

The thoughts of the Taoist roads make the Taoling surprise. If the polar roads really change, then the Taoist people will be born with a warrior against the sky!

"But the time is very long, I feel like I am going to sleep, I don't know when I will wake up..."

When a trace of thought came out of the road, it was completely ruined, and even the spirit was sealed, entering a slow transformation.

Daoyou, give Zhang Hong a ticket, I will receive two tickets this month, or I will vote for myself.

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