The Alchemist God - Chapter 526

"rustle……"

The ice flakes continued to peel off, and Luo Xiao’s old face, which was almost twisted, was full of anger and anger, and the palm of his hand shook slightly. The golden power of the gods circulated rapidly. He looked down at Lin Muyu and Qin Yin, and the killing in his eyes was very embarrassing.

"Ugh……"

Lin Muyu had a helpless sigh, and he couldn’t lift any strength. However, Qin Yin, who was not far away, was lying under a maple tree, and he did not say a word. He seemed to have been injured and passed out.

"Little Yin..."

Lin Muyu took a long sword and slowly stood up and limped to Qin Yin. The line of sight was a little fuzzy, and he almost could not see Qin Yin's figure.

Luo Yan looked at him voluntarily, and he gave birth to a trace of regret. He said: "Lin Muyu, you are an unreasonable material, why should you be an enemy of me? Now I will give you a chance, as long as you leave the empire and join the seven worlds. The palace, under my door, the deity will accept you as a disciple, how."

Lin Muyu looked up at him and couldn't help but feel funny. Haha laughed and pulled the wound very painfully: "Luo, you are a martial-free villain who has stopped for thousands of years and has stopped. You are also worthy of being my master, and put away the fake mask of your fake and false meaning, let me look disgusting."

"you."

The golden light in Luo's palm is getting stronger and stronger, and the voice is cold. "Since you want to die, then I will read you as a member of the world, and give you a whole body."

"Hey."

Luo Yan raised his palm, and the golden stream rushed to the sky. This blow will surely require Lin Muyu's life.

Lin Muyu walked toward Qin Yin step by step, and did not pay attention to it. Looking at Qin Yin’s face lying under the tree, the heart suddenly gave birth to a warmth. It was worth seeing her before she died.

......

Luo Yan does not know how to love, naturally he will not pity the jade, the power of the extraordinary palm will be lowered from the sky.

"stop."

Just when the palm of the hand was about to fall, suddenly a majestic voice came from afar. A figure fluttered through the grass and shrubs like lightning. From the depths of the jungle, the faces of the people did not see clearly. Already out of the palm, the power of the Holy Heaven has swept around, and the five fingers are full of ice, and they rushed out to Luo.

"who,."

Luo Lan had no time to say anything. He could only give the palm of the hand that was originally intended to Lin Muyu to the middle-aged man with a big eyebrow. When a fire and an ice collide together, a storm suddenly swept around. Blowing Lin Muyu fell to sit next to Qin Yin, almost unable to open his eyes.

"Hey."

Suddenly a power outburst, the middle-aged practitioner's palms stirred up the vast ice system mysterious force, actually smashed Luo Yan so many times to fly back and forth and stopped, the mouth has already overflowed with blood, the same injury and injury.

"You...what are you?"

Luo Yan's rapid return to the power of the body, his eyes fell on the coming.

The middle-aged man’s face is arrogant, and smiles bluntly: “Ice palm Wu Tong, who has been guarding this white leaf forest for nearly 10,000 years, how...you haven’t soared since you stepped into the gods, but The human world is a fortune."

"Ice palm Wu Tong."

Luo Yan cold and cold road: "Who is Wu Ping Wu Tong."

Wu Tong’s face was full of pride, and his arms were hugs and laughed: “Before the Emperor Fuxi’s ascension, I ordered several people to guard the Tianshu Stele Forest in Baiyelin, but if they were invaded, they would kill, the old boy, you hurry. Go out of the white leaf forest, I will not kill you, naturally someone will kill you, give it to me immediately, roll."

He pointed at the forest and sipped a low voice: "I count to three, you don't roll, you die."

When he had been threatened by these, he suddenly had a sullen face, but he couldn’t help it. The man in front of him knew the rules of the ice system. The ice palm was very powerful. Just now, the palm of his hand was still cold and chilly. I am afraid that even the second The power of the palm is gone. If Wu Tong really wants to kill himself, I am afraid that he can only be killed.

"Brushing..."

A line of ice power lingers around Wu Tong's palm, and he has already killed his heart.

Luo Xie looks cold, the body's divine power seems to be slowly responding, the time limit for breaking through the void has arrived, "哗嚓", Luo Xiao appeared behind a space crack, he floated in, far away watching Lin Muyu , sneer: "Lin Muyu, Qin Yin, we will meet again, your life is my Luo, remember."

"brush."

The figure of Luo Yan disappeared together with the crack in the space.

......

Wu Tong turned to Lin Muyu. At this time, Qin Yin had already woke up. A pair of beautiful eyes looked at Wu Tong and said: "Yes... is this uncle saved us?"

Lin Muyu nodded: "Yes."

Wu Tong did not buy it, and reached out to the Tianshu Beilin, saying: "You also go, if you don't leave, if you don't leave, I will turn you into crushed ice, don't believe me, I am cold." The nickname of Tong is not a name."

Lin Muyu fell to sit on the ground and sat cross-legged. He said: "We have been seriously injured and have no strength to go. If you want to kill us, then let's do it, but I did not expect that the Emperor Fuxi left the guardian of the Tianzhu Forest. It would be so good or bad."

Wu Tong Jian Mei Yang: "What is good or bad, the deity is only responsible for guarding the Tianshu Stele Forest, the rest of the matter does not matter, I don't care who you are, anyway, immediately go..."

He looked at Lin Muyu and Qin Yin, who was still lying on the ground, suddenly wrinkled his brow and said: "Forget it, give you an hour of healing, and recover some physical strength and then go."

Lin Muyu nodded and took out the healing medicine in the Qiankun bag. He gave Qin Yin a bottle of oral medicine. He also sprinkled some gold sore medicine on the wound of the upper body. Then he took out a new hunter clothes and put it on the ground. The double palms and the tenths of the sports are wounded. The Fuxi power is like a spring breeze flowing between the veins, dredging the siltation in the veins, and seeing a stream of pale gold flowing around the body, it is a wonder.

Wu Tong embraced his arms and looked at Lin Muyu not far away. When he saw the Fuxi power flowing through Lin Muyu, he couldn't help but squint, his brow wrinkled, but he did not speak.

......

A few minutes later, suddenly there was a scream in the jungle. An old man in a green robe appeared in the forest. He wore a gold badge on his chest. He was a man of the Seventh Palace. The accident should be a disciple of Luo Wei.

"Lin Muyu, Qin Yin."

He quickly recognized it, and saw that Lin Muyu and Qin Yin had lost their strength after being seriously injured. Haha laughed and rushed over. The palm of the hand was a fan of the law, and laughed loudly: "Treading the iron shoes Innocent, it takes no effort, and I will die. I am going to make a big contribution to the Seventh Palace today."

However, when his palm power had not been fully rushed out, suddenly the ice palm Wu Tong flashed his body and greeted him. He suddenly stepped on the ground and looked at the other side of the body. The palm of his hand was filled with ice and roared: "I am iced. You also dare to kill people on the site of Wu Wutong."

Duanmu suddenly raised his head and his face turned pale. Under the circumstance, he actually did not feel that there was such a strong person in the holy world.

Wu Tong’s power is falling from the sky, just like dropping a glacier.

When Duanmu could resist it, the palms instantly collapsed into a pile of crushed ice, and the body could not move. It was directly crushed by Wu Tong’s palm, and at the same time, a huge frost palm print fell on the ground. Like Lin Muyu and Qin Yin’s previous ones, I want to come to Wu Tong’s masterpiece. This ancient strongman who guards the Tianshu Stele Forest is so horrible, tens of thousands of years of cultivation, even if he does not break through the realm, I am afraid his strength. It is no longer at the level of God Zun Luo.

"Hey..."

After landing, looking at the broken body of Duanmufang, Wu Tong gently patted the palm and said: "On the site of my ice palm Wu Tong, only I can kill people at will, hehe."

Lin Muyu, while healed the wound, looked at the battle with his eyes open, and his heart was magnificent. He had a good ice palm Wu Tong. The strength and character were relatively good. It seems that this time in the Tianshu Beilin will not die in the hands of Luo Wei. .

......

Continue to heal, Fuxi Shenli is a natural healing system, quickly recovering the injured body, and on the side, Qin Yin also sits there with his knees, and the image of the golden dragon is lingering around her graceful body. The speed of healing does not seem to be much slower than Lin Muyu.

Soon after, Lin Muyu’s injury was healed most of the time.

Suddenly there was a hearty laughter over the jungle: "Wu Tong, the idiot of your hand without the power of the chicken is not coming out quickly, your grandfather Zheng Jian is coming."

"Zheng Jian." Wu Tong's body trembled, and the eyebrows locked tightly: "This ugly eight stranger actually came at this time, and the confession is simply a confession. Laozi's wishful thinking is going to be lost..."

"brush."

On the branch of the jungle, a middle-aged man wearing a fire red soft armor suddenly landed, surrounded by the heavenly realm, and his mouth was raised. He smiled and said: "I just sensed that there is power and even God. Appear, worry that you are being slaughtered and the head will be cut off and the gods will be lost, so come and see if you are dead."

Wu Tong immediately shot his chest and said: "Your grandfather, I am in control, how can I be killed, but it is you, are you running to me to escape, hahaha, these days are not flat, many strong people Entering the Tianshu Beilin, I am afraid that your site will soon be unable to keep up."

"fart."

Zheng Jian apparently has a more temperamental temperament. He said: "There is no place for Laozi’s fire fists to be played. The more people come, the better."

Said, Zheng Jian finally saw Lin Muyu and Qin Yin behind Wu Tong. When he saw the golden volcanic power flowing by Lin Muyu, he could not help but tremble and said: "He...who are they."

"There are people, my guests." Wu Tong said lightly.

"Put your ancestor's P." Zheng Jianfei quickly stepped forward and came to Lin Muyu's front. He raised his hand and pressed it on Lin Muyu's shoulder, and suddenly a powerful flame of power poured into his body.

"You... don't let go." Wu Tong shouted.

Zheng Jian did not ask, until his strength was resisted by Fuxi's power in Lin Muyu's body, suddenly opened his eyes, and even stepped back, rushing to Lin Muyu on one knee and holding a fist: "Fire fist Zheng Jian, see Fuxi biography "The book is from the 17K novel network, the first time to see the genuine content!