The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 634
The peng!
Twenty-six precious swords exploded at the same time, and instantly became a dazzling light in the sky. The terrifying power of the explosion descended, and this peng, peng, peng, page of the Wang Clan's side instantly became rubble.
So what if they were at the Blooming Flower Level? Faced with the shockwave, they all spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the Pedestal Tier cultivators were even worse. In the best case scenario, some are completely covered in blood, whereas those who come in worse have broken bones and torn ligaments.
Being the equivalent of twenty-six high-level Infant Spiritual realm elite cultivators sacrificing their lives in full attack, the power of this attack was naturally extremely frightening.
Zhu Xuan Er was still fine as he had three Infant Spiritual Tier cultivators, which was more than enough to negate all of the strength of this shockwave, by his side. Hu Niu was even more special; with a wave of his tiny hand, he had split the shockwave, which split into two halves that passed through both sides, and had not managed to injure a single hair on his head.
Very far away, Ling Han appeared. His face was pale, and he could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood. However, a delighted expression appeared on his face. The Heaven Transformation Bowl had taken out ten precious swords, and at this moment, had completely refined all of them, and they had now become a pool of molten metal.
He poured out the liquid, and quickly solidified into a metal beam. He weighed it in his hands; it weighed about fifty kilograms. However, compared to the total weight of the ten precious swords, it was at least lightened by a hundred times.
This is the use of Heaven Transformation Bowl — purification!
They had been valuable Level Seven swords before, and now that they had been purified, they had to reach Level Eight. However, since this metal beam had become a mixture of various metals, even Ling Han was not sure what he should call this metal anymore.
Never mind, it was still a Level Eight precious metal in any case, so he would be able to forge a large number of arrows from it again.
He circulated the Unbreakable Heaven Scroll, and the injuries on his body were immediately wiped out. He smiled faintly, and said, "Your wealth-producing son, do you have any other treasures to give to your grandfather?"
Xuanyuan Zi Guang was thrown in anger. How could he want a treasure gift to Ling Han? He simply did not think that Ling Han would be able to take out a strange stone bowl, which could easily break through his Saber Array. He had made self-destructing swords solely because he would rather crush them than reward Ling Han.
But even in doing that, he was unable to cause serious injuries to Ling Han, which caused him to feel extremely sad.
Ling Han decided not to kill Xuanyuan Zi Guang. This man was lucky for breaking the natural order; just going out of the house, there would be a treasure falling right in front of him. Thus, Ling Han would only let the treasures continue to crash into him so that he could once gnaw at him. This was similar to planting garlic garlic; if he were to pluck out even his roots, he would only be able to harvest once. However, if he left his roots, he would be able to harvest again and again.
… If only Xuanyuan Zi Guang knew Ling Han's thoughts. It was amazing how she felt at the time.
Wang Yi Yun looked at the entire area of destruction, and although a slight smile was still on his beautiful face, there was an additional glint of killing intent in his eyes. The grandiose banquet was smashed just like that by Ling Han and Xuanyuan Zi Guang. However, Xuanyuan Zi Guang was one of his, so if he wanted others to hate, he could only hate Ling Han.
"Brother Ling, I've said it like that now. If you won't recognize my Senior Brother Disciple as the Alliance Leader, then Yi Yun will be fighting in your place of my Senior Brother Disciple. "With a wave of her delicate sleeves, her demeanor was refined and elegant, as if she was a god.
Ling Han glanced at him, then smiled, and said, "Are you also planning to bet with me?"
"That stone bowl." Wang Yi Yun pointed with a slender finger. "If I win, you'll give me the stone bowl."
Ling Han pondered for a moment, then said, "Alright, if you lose, you should accept my brother's proposal." He pointed at Mu Rong Qing.
"Pei, I don't want to marry this ugly girl." Mu Rong Qing jumped furiously. "Don't keep putting me in place!"
Ling Han laughed loudly, and said, “Ai, there is nothing to do. My brother doesn't like you, so just offer some kind of precious metal or Spirit Herb as a bet. ”
"How dare you!" A number of young men shouted furiously. Ling Han actually dared to desecrate their goddess.
Wang Yi Yun, on the other hand, was very calm, and casually threw away the Herbal Spirit, and said, "This is Danyang Phoenix Cry Grass. Among the Seventh Level Spirit Herbs, it could still be considered something of high quality. Is this enough? "
"Enough enough." Ling Han nodded. Putting aside the Level Seven Spirit Herbs, even the Eighth Heavenly Level Herbs could not compare to the Heaven Transformation Bowl, but he had full confidence he would win, so it would be fine even if he would get less from this bet.
Wang Yi Yun continued, “However, since that stone bowl is your stake, I want Brother Ling to put it. Yi Yun was worried that if Brother Ling lost, you would not admit your defeat. ”
To Ling Han, the stone bowl was an extremely powerful Spirit Tool. In the face of Xuanyuan Zi Guang's extremely powerful Saber Array, he could still destroy it, but now, with just a few words from Wang Yi Yun, this item was unusable.
He does have intelligent thinking, as well as careful thinking.
Ling Han laughed loudly, and casually threw the stone bowl to one side. Then, he said, "You're very smart, but be careful: don't look for wool and go home shaved."
Wang Yi Yun smiled slightly, and with a wave of his hand, a qin appeared in front of him. It looked very ancient, and there were many armored warriors engraved on it. They are currently shown to be bloody fighting, which is a bit unsuitable.
He sat in midair, his figure slowly rising, and said, "Please listen to a song from me, Brother Ling."
Whong!
With a movement of his hand, the sound of qin immediately surged. It was soft and melodious as if the sound of nature.
Everyone looked fascinated and fascinated. Wang Yi Yun had an incredible beauty, and coupled with his outstanding skill with qin, he did have the charm to captivate many people.
The sound of qin spread out, and a hint of confusion appeared in Ling Han's eyes.
He wants to disturb his heart?
A cold sneer immediately appeared on Ling Han's face. He was too naive; he was the one who had a piece of Heaven Tier heavenly feeling, and he, a mere Spiritual Tier cultivator, wanted to lure him in?
Qiang!
The qin voice suddenly changed from its previous gentle and beautiful state to a loud tone as if there were ambushes at every corner, and war nearly broke out.
Weng, weng, weng. The fully armored warriors on the qin bodies shone each, and as the qin music rose and fell, they actually walked out, and stood one by one in the air. There were a total of 81, and each of them possessed the strength of a high-level infant spiritual level cultivator.
This Qin was actually a Spirit Tool as well, and could summon 81 elite Tier Infant Spiritual cultivators. Very surprising.
No wonder Wang Yi Yun devised a scheme for Ling Han to set the Heaven Transformation Bowl aside; he was afraid that his precious qin would be suppressed by the Heaven Transformation Bow.
Now, with the appearance of the 81 high-level cultivators of Infant Spiritual, how was he supposed to block them? People should know that they are just calls from Spirit Tools, so they are not afraid of death or injury, and it could be said to be similar to the likes of Corpse Soldiers as they were the most loyal of the deadly soldiers.
These soldiers wore full armor that was extremely sturdy, and held various weapons in their hands. Some patterns shone, and without the slightest hesitation, they attacked Ling Han in attack.
Everyone felt as if they were going to suffocate. Previously, there had only been 36 precious swords, but now, there were 81 Infant Spiritual Tier warriors, which was even more impossible to fight!
Ling Han, on the other hand, was not afraid. Xuanyuan Zi Guang, in a single breath, took out a total of 36 Level Seven Spirit Tools, and the 81 Infant Spiritist Tier warriors in front of him were now only born by a single treasure, so their strength cannot be compared to the previous one .
He drew the Demon Birth Sword directly; wasn't it just a Spirit Equipment competition? Who's gonna curl up?
Weng, the pattern on the Demon Nativity Sword lit up: one, two, three!
There's one more.
Do not look down on it as it only has one additional pattern lit up. This was a Level Ten Spirit Tool, so how could it be possible to only have one additional pattern igniting too little power?
Immediately, an endless aura that might spread. Ling Han stood with the sword in hand as if he was a great Demon King, emitting an extremely frightening aura, which completely suppressed all 81 Infant Spiritual Tier warriors.