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The Alchemist God - Chapter 692




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The 17th floor of Hell, Shimo Hell.

There is silence in the wilderness, nothingness in the eye, but every few miles is a small square filled with huge grinding discs, the ghost's body is put into the eye, and its body is broken into flesh. Then I reshaped the body and repeated grinding, just like refining the medicine, but the scene seems to be too cruel.

Just in the northern edge of Shimo Hell, a dark black castle is located there. There are several black crows standing on the tile, screaming, and there are five people wearing golden armor around the castle. All riding horses, wearing swords, looking at the sky with their faces, where there is a faint thunder, a sword shines against the wall of space, and it’s coming, the kid is finally coming!

"How to do……"

A dark-faced Fujun frowned: "This is also a coincidence. This kid is so skillful that he will come over the ancient temple. Once he is allowed to invade the ancient temple, I am afraid that the ghost emperor will blame us and we will not be able to afford it." ”

Another Fujun has slowly pulled out the sabre and said: "There is still a way to go. All of them go forward, and they must block this kid, and they must not let him approach the ancient temple!"

"Yes!"

Everyone pulled out the sabre, and after the order of the prince, the tens of thousands of ghost dragon lords in the distance also took off, hovering in the air, like a group of vultures vying for a piece of meat.

......

"Hey!"

The thunder flashed, and a long sword with a star-shaped force pierced through the sky. Then a hard-painted hole was created, and the wall of the plane was broken. The next moment, the handsome figure jumped into the sky. Isn't Lin Muyu who will be?

"Good guy..."

At first glance, I saw tens of thousands of ghost dragon leaders, and immediately shocked Lin Muyu. This 17th floor purgatory can be more than the 16th floor. After all, there are only 12 ghost dragon leaders on the 16th floor. It’s all, and it’s all solved.

"kill!"

The eyelids were covered with a layer of golden light, and the twelve rules of the spirits screamed out of the body. Lin Muyu swooped down without hesitation, and the sword brought out a sigh of swordsmanship in the crowd, though only The twenty-story wave of the gods in the district, but the rule of the spiritual beads is full of the most divine power between the universe. How can the chaos practitioners who practice in these ghost fields be opponents, and there are dozens of ghost dragon leaders in the blink of an eye. Killed.

"flood!"

The Star Sword turned into a crowd of blazing flames and fell directly to the earth. The goal was unexpectedly the ancient temple.

"Still!"

The black-faced prince screamed and held the sword in the sky. The power of the gods whirls and instantly condenses into a huge black gas shield between the heavens and the earth. He is trying to protect his ancient temple with his own cultivation. .

"Hey!"

Under the collision of a sword, the flames splattered and danced in the sky. Countless ghost dragon leaders hurried back. They realized that this war was a war between gods. They could not intervene with their own strength, even the qualification of cannon fodder. Not enough.

"Oh wow..."

The black-faced prince spit out a blood, and Lin Muyu’s savage arrogance has already exceeded his own tolerance.

In the air, safari hunting, Lin Muyu holds a long sword, and the eyes are full of ruthless golden light, faintly said: "All open, or you will die!"

The strength of the body is endless. Since I learned that Qin Yin was sent to the secluded spring, he has entered a frenzied state, madly overstretching the power of the supreme godhead. The strength at this moment is more than just entering the ghost field. Twice, it is almost three times, five times in the promotion, so that there is no one can not stop Lin Muyu's round of fierce attack.

"Lin Muyu!"

The black-faced prince wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a long sword: "The person you are looking for is not here. Here is the ancient temple of the ghostly lord. You are looking for Qin Yin but in the secluded spring. Why are you here? Wasting time and energy on us, your enemy is Donglin Ghost Emperor, do you understand?"

Lin Muyu's eyes cast on the ancient temple, what is there in this humble ancient castle? He couldn't help but sneer: "You protect this hall so much. Who knows if Xiao Yin is here, let me go!"

"presumptuous!"

The black-faced prince roared: "Do you know where this is? This is the ghost domain. This is the habitat of the ghostly lord. How can you be so arrogant?"

"The last time, let go." Lin Muyu was cold and cold.

The black-faced prince and the other four princes are ugly. It is impossible to block Lin Muyu at this time. If you can't resist it, I am afraid that the Weeping Emperor will blame it and can't afford it.

Just then, there was a distant voice in the air: "But let him go in and see it. Qin Yin is not there, he should leave."

"Yes, the ghost lord!"

A group of ghosts and ghosts have squatted, but they all know that the Weeping Emperor is not here, it is just his voice.

......


"brush!"

Lin Muyu turned into a fierce mangly and rushed into the ancient hall, directly breaking into the top, the holy glory lingering around, the next moment has been placed in this hall, suddenly Lin Muyu was shocked, a lot of baby!

In a small space, there are more than a dozen rows of weapons and trenches. Lin Muyu is a connoisseur. You can see at a glance that these soldiers are at least more than Xuanpin, and even a few holy Product, but he is not a greedy person, naturally will not collect other people's treasures here, and this trip is only for Qin Yin, not for anything else.

Therefore, he turned a blind eye to several holy swords and armor, but his eyes fell on a blood-red rope. This is a psychic rope. When Lin Muyu reaches for the hand, he can sense the power. There is a wooden sign under the shelf where the ropes are placed. The simple three words above are the bindings.

Gently swaying the ropes, suddenly the ropes are spiritually swaying in the air in front, as if they are bound, so it is a good baby, actually can bind their opponents themselves, Lin Muyu is overjoyed, this is What I need, I broke into my arms.

The **** has gone beyond the cognitive category of the cast of human beings. If it is strictly divided, it should belong to the implement, not to the weapon.

At this time, Lin Muyu's gaze fell on a black bell next to the weapon rack. The wooden sign on the side of the tree said "Soul Bell". As the name implies, this thing is specially used to deal with ghosts, good things, at least in ghosts. The domain is a great baby.

Grab the shock bell and put it in the Qiankun bag.

Time can not be delayed, the sword broke out, rushed out from the other side of the ancient temple, raised the sword and opened the surface of the earth, a number of swords, the whole plane of the tremble was shaking.

......

Weeping Blood Hall.

The Weeping Emperor looked at Lin Muyu and took away the lingering ropes and the bells of the horror. The two instruments were one of the most precious two treasures in the ancient temple. They were actually taken away by this boy. , is this still ok?

The prince on the side whispered: "Your Majesty, he began to wear the wall of the 17th floor of Hell. He will come to the 18th floor. What should we do, let him continue to do this? We are already dead many The ghost will be with the ghost..."

The Weeping Ghost Emperor's face is cold: "Oh my land, take my baby, where can I make him so good? Immediately pass me the purpose, turn the wheel of time, change the order in the wall of the plane, and send Lin Muyu directly to hungry In the ghost cave, the Seven Devils will not let me move him, but if Lin Muyu is dead in the hands of the wild ghost, then it is no wonder that I am."

"Hungry ghosts?"

The body of the prince couldn’t help but trembled, and his face passed a trace of horror. He said: "In the hungry ghost... the ghost king who was imprisoned for 30,000 years is here..."

"Yes, it is to send him into the hungry ghost cave, and immediately do it."

"Yes!"

......

The Wheel of Time, a roulette standing on the ground, gently turned under the push of a group of ghosts, and the monarch on the side looked really clear, and suddenly raised his hand: "Stop, it is here."

At the same time, the air suddenly slammed through the sword, but this time Lin Muyu did not appear in the 18th floor purgatory, but the space was misplaced and was directly sent into the hungry ghost cave!

"brush!"

After the shuttle space, the surrounding suddenly turned into a darkness from the daytime, and the dead air was more intense, and there was a cry around the air, and the air was very humid.

"what happened?"

Lin Muyu frowned, his palms rose, and a Tianzhu Longjing flooded up, illuminating everything around him. A very scary scene appeared. This is a huge abyss. A cluster of vines is on the walls of the abyss. There is a hungry ghost crawling between the vines. Some of the hungry ghosts have no heads, some have no eyes, some have been stitched together, and no one can see them anyway. When these hungry ghosts smell the breath of life, I crawled and crawled, and some fluttered, very scary.

"Get out!"

Lin Muyu's courage is still a bit embarrassing, and the sword in his hand swayed, and the law of light swept through the sword. The dozens of hungry ghosts were cut into a fluffy **** explosion, and the power of the devil could not be compared with God.

Looking up, the dome is endless, the only way to go is below.

Where does the secluded spring do not know, he can only take a step and see one step. Since the secluded spring is the end of life, should it be in the deepest place? It is dark and dark, and may be very close to the secluded spring.

Thinking of this, Lin Muyu gnawed his teeth, and the sword rushed down, keeping the body stretched, and the supreme power turned into a hungry ghost that was formed by the smoldering flames. The whole portrait was like a flame that killed the hungry ghost. The bottom of the cave.

......

Heaven, illusion Tianchi.

Looking at the pool water reflected Lin Muyu into the scene of the hungry ghost cave, the Seven Devils could not help but sneer: "The Weeping Emperor, this mixed account, want to borrow a hungry ghost to remove the rain? He is too small to marry my brother. ""

Sun Fengdao: "The Emperor, do you really not go to a ghost field? The subordinates just think that Donglin Ghost Emperor, Wufang Ghost Emperor, Weeping Blood Emperor only need to do it, and they can easily kill Lin Muyu with their ability. Is there something wrong with this?"

"Do not."

The Seven Devils shook their heads: "The **** of heaven cannot enter the ghost domain without permission. Don't try it easily. I don't want to attract the gods of the heavens."

"Now what?"

"Reassured, I have other ways." Seven devils have a smile on their lips, saying: "Is there a purple back?"

"Come back."





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