Chapter 3774

Hum, a pagoda appears on the top of Linghan's head, falling down thousands of chaotic gas, there is the light of thunder flashing, the divine power is inexplicable.

Bang!

The old man attacked and pressed down with one hand, but was blocked by chaotic Qi and sank with his hand.

Chaos extreme thunder tower, Emperor soldier!

However, the old man, after all, was the fighting power of Tianding level. He roared at once and stopped the sinking of his body.

He was surprised that although he had only the power of Tianding, which foundation was not absolutely crushed? This kind of crushing can not be reversed by any magic weapon. It is limited to the realm. Even if it is a four-star or five-star magic weapon, its power is limited.

But how could these chaotic breath make him stagger?

Unless it's He couldn't help but feel.

Isn't this a sacred instrument?

Materials that can be used to make sacred objects are naturally endowed with inexplicable power. Therefore, even if they are used in the hands of low-level warriors, they can often wield the power beyond the realm.

"Bring it to me!" The old man changed the target of attack and took it to chaochaojilei tower and forced him to leave.

Oh, the light of the thunder was disorderly, and fought against the old man.

The light was so fast that even the old man couldn't dodge. He was immediately struck by the current, which made him shiver all over his body and his hair stood up.

How can we underestimate the power of the emperor's troops?

Ling Han roared and took the opportunity to launch a counterattack.

The old man is really strong. Without one hand, one leg and two fingers, he can shoot with one hand and greet Ling Han.

Bang, two people hit, Ling Han again wow, spit blood, and the old man is also uncomfortable, the face is white, chest, elbow, finger, leg wounds gush blood, the amount of some frightening.

The old man was shocked. His skill was special. Fresh blood was the source of his energy. That's why he took control of the blood slaves with the spirit under heavy damage. A lot of blood can speed up the recovery of his injury.

On the contrary, his massive loss of blood will not only affect his combat effectiveness, but even make him die.

He was greedy and angry.

How he wanted to take down the "sacred vessel" and leave it in the hands of a small foundation. It was just a huge burial. But this small foundation actually forced himself to a desperate situation, which made him extremely angry.

He is a true king of Hualing. He can kill the mole ant in front of him by blowing his breath.

After recovering from the injury, rebirth sucks the boy's blood and becomes a corpse slave without any will.

The old man beat the retreat drum, turn around, will escape.

But how fast can he run with one leg now?

Ling Han immediately caught up with him and threw a series of attacks on him. In particular, chaos extremely thunder tower, each chaotic Qi was as heavy as a mountain, and every thunder was extremely fierce.

The old man yelled, but there was no way.

Who made him seriously injured with only one leg left?

"Boy, you forced me to do this The old man gritted his teeth and said that he finally sacrificed his magic weapon, a small rattle drum.

He bit his lip and puffed a mouthful of blood on the rattle.

"Why do you bite yourself when you are covered with blood?" Ling Han said in a puzzled way.

Yes, yes!

The old man is also stunned. Why should I bite my tongue? Although you need blood to move your magic weapon, don't you bleed all the time now?

Loss, blood loss!

He was so depressed that he was laughed at by a little man and lost his face.

"Die!" He was so angry that if he killed the boy, all the shame would be gone.

Boom, in his full urge, that rattle immediately sounded.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A record of the sound came, straight buckle in Ling Han's heart, immediately let his seven orifices are out of blood.

It was originally a treasure at the level of spiritual realm. If he made full use of his power, Linghan would instantly turn into a pool of blood. However, the old man was seriously injured and could not bring it into full play. Moreover, he himself was aware of his own suffering, because once the treasure was in operation, he would continuously extract his Qi and blood.

It doesn't matter when he's normal. He's going to suck other people's blood, but now he's losing too much blood. How can he stand such a toss?

It's easy to hang up.

So before he wanted to get out of the way, he was forced to be desperate.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The old man shook the rattle, and he didn't get any better. His face became more and more pale. It was not without blood. It was like white wax.

Shit, it's going to kill you.

Hum, chaos, thunder tower drops endless chaotic Qi, which can greatly reduce the killing power of the sound of the magic weapon. Ling Han also roars the six character Ming Wang mantra in his body. Although the sound is not evil, but pure destructive power, it should be useful to break the sound with sound.With a big drink from Ling Han, the monkey's fist was opened, and the endless violent air current turned. With one blow, the whole world seemed to be turned into endless darkness. Only one fist blew out, the stars were shining all over the sky and could be broken with one fist.

In the original battle emperor, there must have been a fist to break the stars, but in Ling Han's hands, it was just a kind of momentum.

But it's just a momentum. It also shocked the old man.

This is the real imperial art!

The old man was hit by a blow. Fortunately, it was not the original wound. Otherwise, the blow might have killed him.

The old man was pushed back thirty feet. He looked down and saw another pit in his chest. At least three ribs were broken by this blow, resulting in the collapse of the chest.

What kind of treasure is this? It's so terrible that the power of one fist can reach such a level.

Sage law, must be a saint law, this boy's luck against the heaven, got a saint inheritance, so holding the sacred utensil, boxing the sage law!

The old man's eyes are red. He has to work hard. It's worth taking the risk to inherit the sage.

"Die!" He shakes the rattle more fiercely, and the original little Qi and blood is continuously drained away by the source. His whole body not only loses its blood color, but also shrivels, as if it has turned into a skeleton.

This magic weapon is really evil.

It should not be made by the old man himself. Otherwise, the old man's brain is too bad.

Ling Han's head is chaotic and extremely thunder pagoda. It sings the six character Ming Wang mantra inside to fight against the attack of this magic weapon. Although it is still bleeding from seven orifices, his body is full of vitality and is far from being shaken to death.

A few minutes later.

"Old man My family The old man was unwilling to say that the whole person was like a corpse, but he was sucked to death by his own magic weapon.

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