Godly Martial Alchemy Emperor

Bang bang bang!

Somewhere in the plain, fierce fighting broke out.

The numbers of the two players are not equal, one is alone, but his opponent is four.

That's not even counted, that person's cultivation was only in the early stage of the soul, and his four opponents were all in the middle stage of the soul and reached the peak of the middle stage.

It stands to reason that the great monks in the early stage of the Yuanshen should not last long.

But the actual situation is that the great monk in the early days of the Yuanshen crushed and beat the four of them, and after a while, the four became dangerous.

Beside them, there was a flower without branches and leaves, still in full bloom in the lifeless plain mountain.

It shows its extraordinary.

The fight of the five is also because of this flower.

"Die all to me."

In the early days of the Yuanshen, the great monk roared, a ghost of a grizzly appeared on his body, and his fist became stronger.

With a punch, the four great cultivators at the peak of the mid-primary spirit were pale.

"Do not!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The four great cultivators at the peak of the mid-primary spirit were beaten into blood fog and died with this punch.

"Just because you are worthy to **** the necromancer with me, it's not a pity to die, it's cheaper for me now."

The great monk at the early stage of Yuanshen chuckled lightly, disdainful of the four.

Leapfrogging to fight, and being able to fight and kill, he already possesses this ability. Although he is a bit worse than his Wang Yu brother, he can also be called a goddess.

Not bad.

This great monk in the early days of the Yuanshen was just Wang Yu's good brother, Gao Le.

Although he is not in the early stage of the Yuanshen, his Purple Mansion is the sacred Purple Mansion, and the power and strength of the Yuanshen are not weaker than the ordinary great monks of the late Yuanshen.

The four major monks in the middle stage of the soul had only a dead end in front of him.

He stepped toward the other shore flower, reaching out to pick it off, and another strong wind broke through the air and went straight to Gao Le.

The strong wind is murderous and murderous.

Sensing the crisis, Gao Le quickly hid to the side, let the strong wind blew over him, and landed on a huge boulder.

boom!

The huge boulder was cracked and cracked instantly by the strong wind.

"Who would dare to attack me?" Gao Le glared at the direction of the strong wind.

I saw three figures, gradually walking out of the darkness, and walking in the front was a tall and handsome man.

A man and a woman followed behind the man.

The aura of the three of them was obviously stronger than the four who died before, especially the man in the front was actually a great cultivator at the peak of the soul.

"Boy, put down the necromancer, then get out, let's spare your life." The leading man said coldly.

Although the other two did not speak, the evil spirit had already enveloped Gao Le. It seemed that as long as he said no, the two would kill him.

Gao Le's face turned dark, and he looked at the three men with solemn eyes.

If he fights alone, he is confident that he can defeat the two great cultivators of the late soul, but he can't face the strongest person.

What's more, he couldn't fight the other three.

He snorted softly. Although he was unhappy, he turned around and prepared to leave. Who knew he had just taken a step or two, and the great cultivator at the peak of the soul behind him stepped forward, came behind Gao Le, and slapped him down.

The action came too suddenly, and when Gao Le reacted, the opponent had already appeared behind him.

With mental arithmetic and unintentional, the opponent's cultivation base is higher than him. In this case, Gao Le can't avoid it, and finally can only avoid the vital points.

At the same time, gather a large amount of true yuan to a point to defend against the opponent.

bump!

There was a deep crash.

The great monk at the peak of the soul slapped it on Gao Le's shoulder, dissipating the gathered true essence, and the excess energy directly sent Gao Le away.

After Gao Le landed, he spit out a mouthful of old blood, looking at the man who did it with an extremely ugly face.

The other party also looked at Gao Le, and seemed to be able to survive his sneak attack, and looked at Gao Lego.

"I'm leaving already, why do you want to shoot at me?" Gao Le said in a cold voice, holding up his feet and showing hostile eyes at the other party.

"You know that I have a dead flower, how could I let you leave alive." The great cultivator at the peak of the soul replied with a smile.

Necro Flower, it is a legendary genius treasure.

The dead flower grows in a dead place where the yin is extremely heavy. The cathode produces yang. The dead flower is a flower that is in the dead but with strong yang.

Its greatest effect is to heal wounds. It is not an ordinary healing wound, it can pull people who are dying from the death line.

If it was refined into a pill, it would be even more remarkable.

The mature necromantic flower, which is here, placed outside, is the real Nirvana, I am afraid it will fall behind and **** it.

Gao Le looked extremely ugly when he heard that he put a pill in his mouth.

Then he turned around and fled without hesitation.

"Want to run?"

The great cultivator at the Peak of Yuanshen sneered, his smile full of disdain: "Under my Xiao Yuan's eyelids, still want to escape? Qing Shan and Shu Hua, you two will take him for me."

"rest assured!"

"He can't run!"

Qing Shan and Shu Hua both shot together.

Before that, they had prepared for Gao Le to escape, so when Gao Le did not hesitate to escape, they flew to Gao Le at the fastest speed, blocking Gao Le's path.

brush!

Gao Le's heart sank to the bottom.

The two great cultivators of the late Yuanshen were both speed-type, possessing the secret method of God and performing secret methods, and his body method was nothing in front of them.

"Boy, you can judge yourself!" Xiao Yuan said lightly, as if he was holding the winning ticket.

Gao Le looked at the two people standing in front of him, then at Xiao Yuan behind him, and silently took out a pair of gilt hammers from the meson bag.

Even if there is no hope of survival, Gao Le will not sit still, let alone commit suicide in decadence.

"Come on, even if I die, I will die on the way to charge."

"kill!"

Gao Le roared, carrying two hammers, and rushed to the two late Yuanshen great monks standing in front of him.

Seeing Gao Le rushing forward, Qing Shan and Shu Hua sneered, then shot together and slapped Gao Le's double hammers.

bump! bump!

Two muffled noises.

Unsurprisingly, Gao Le flew away from the two's powerful true essence, and fell in front of Xiao Yuan. He wanted to fall apart and looked at Xiao Yuan viciously.

With a smile on his face, Xiao Yuan slowly raised his arm, his true essence gathered in his palm.

"Go with peace of mind, remember, the one who killed you, Flying Eagle Sect Xiao Yuan."

The voice fell, and Xiao Yuan's palm shot towards Gao Le. If it hits, Gao Le will die.

Just when Gao Le thought he was bound to die, and gritted his teeth and looked at Xiao Yuan fiercely, a cold light came through the air and went straight to Xiao Yuan's head.

That explosive speed, as if it could break everything.

Xiao Yuan’s pupils didn’t care about Gao Le in front of him. He took out a big knife from his meson bag and slashed it at Hanguang.

clang!

There was a crisp sound.

The immense power on the cold light forced Xiao Yuan back, stepping on foot, stopping for four or five consecutive steps, and the cold light fell steadily to the ground. It was a sword, a sword with sharp cold light.