Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 1788: Door-to-Door Challenge

When Ling Han and the Queen went out, they saw many strangers on the battleship, but all of them were magnificent and had an astonishing aura.

The proud son of every major religion and family!

They are all definitely kings, each of them is not weak in momentum, Fu Gaoyun, and has invincible self-confidence.

"... Fu Gaoyun, I heard that one of your subordinates restored an ancient kung fu for Fairy Rou. One of my followers expressed dissatisfaction and wanted to ask your subordinate for advice." Only one young man said.

Ling Han recognized him, it was Qian Zhaotian who was the first to jump out a few days ago and said that he wanted to meet the soft demon girl.

That's a bad name!

Ling Han subconsciously didn't like this person, and now hearing what the other person said, he couldn't help but feel even more angry.

Fu Gaoyun waved his hand, and said: "Ling Han is my brother, not a subordinate!" He corrected with a serious face.

"Hehe!" Everyone didn't believe it. If kings and heirs like them want to make friends, they must be worthy of their status. According to other members of the Fu family, Ling Han is just a small figure in the affiliated forces of the Fu family. .

"Gao Yun, since everyone wants to meet that Ling Han, why not invite him out." One person said to Fu Gaoyun.

He is Fu Cai, and naturally he is also from the Fu family, but he belongs to Fu Xiuping's lineage. Fu Xiuping's lineage had never made trouble before, but at this moment, he suddenly showed his sword.

——Whether it is Fu Xiuping or Fu Bingbing, of course they wish Ling Han would disappear immediately, so that the four heirs can return to the previous balance. At least no one is sure of victory, and they can still compete before the current Patriarch decides to abdicate.

Fu Cai is the leader of Fu Xiuping's lineage on this trip to the Qianlong Secret Realm. He has the cultivation base of the peak of the four cuts, and has been honed in this realm for tens of billions of years. His combat power is extremely terrifying, and he will definitely not be weaker than anyone at the same level King, maybe even surpassed.

There is no way, if you can't advance to the soul division, you can only desperately improve your combat power on the original basis. Anyway, your lifespan is infinite, so you can improve it no matter what.

Fu Gaoyun's face is ugly, these outsiders have already annoyed him, you, your own person, not only don't help you solve your problems, but even take the opportunity to add fuel to the fire, it's too hateful.

He really wanted to slap him to death.

"Hehe, who wants to compete with me?" Ling Han strode over. When it comes to fighting, who is he afraid of?

"Ling Han?" Everyone's eyes were concentrated.

They've all heard about what happened that day, and it's probably the soft witch who let it out on purpose, otherwise Ling Han and Fu Gaoyun wouldn't be talking nonsense if they didn't say anything, how could these people focus on Ling Han?

This demon girl, she will avenge her kindness!

Do you really want to accept her and spank her every day?

Ling Han couldn't help thinking of this scene in his mind, and was actually a little excited.

He felt a chill in his heart. Although he suppressed the charm of the soft demon girl that day, her nine-turn charming body was not a decoration, and she also practiced the charm skill the day after tomorrow, which still left a deep memory in his mind.

As expected of a fairy fetus, it subtly affected him.

Ling Han stood proudly, and said: "That's right, you all lined up to beg to see me, why?"

Line up to see you?

Everyone couldn't help being furious, who are they? Which one is not the contemporary king, the holy son and heir of the Samsung power? Not to mention Ling Han, even Fu Gaoyun is not qualified enough to let them line up to see him.

"What a madman!" Someone scolded coldly.

"Need a lesson."

"Then come and play!"

These people are all asking to send their subordinates to compete with Ling Han. Of course, they can't end in person. With their identities, they have to be reserved.

"Hmph, this is my Fu family's battleship, it's your turn to be presumptuous?" Fu Gaoyun said dissatisfiedly, did he really think it was a display?

"Hehe, what's the point of sparring?" Fu Cai said with a smile.

"That's it!" There were two other Fu family members who joined the team, they were the team leaders sent by Fu Tonghai and Fu Bingbing.

Three to one, even if Fu Gaoyun is the heir of the family, the objection is invalid.

Ling Han laughed loudly, and said: "It's okay to compete with me if you want, but I never do it in vain. How about this, bet on the immortal gold, if you can't get it out, let me go, poor ghosts will not accompany you."

It is rare to have a good opportunity to make a fortune, and these fat pigs are not slaughtered for nothing.

Of course Qian Zhaotian and the others would not be cowardly. Although they did not act personally, there are talents carefully cultivated by their families and teachings around them. I don’t know how many years they have stayed at the peak of the Four Slashes. of!

Can't handle Ling Han?

"Then let's fight in Xuanyutai." A young man threw out a small box, and it landed long, but it was only the size of a chessboard, like a ring.

This is the arena, refined by the strong to form a space artifact, you can fight in it, even the battle fluctuations of Zhanchen level cannot overflow, it can be said that it is the best place to learn from each other.

"Then I'll show my shame first." Qian Zhaotian sneered and turned around, "Master Yuan, please."

Behind him, a middle-aged man nodded with a stern face.

His name is Qian Zhaoyuan, and he is Qian Zhaotian's elder for countless generations. He has achieved the Four Slashes long ago, but after more than ten billion years, he still has not broken through the soul division. But at the level of Zhanchen, he In the top three in the Zhao family, even Qian Zhaotian is not his opponent.

——At least until Qian Zhaotian reached the peak of the Four Slashes.

Qian Zhaoyuan leaped into the "chessboard", and when he approached the chessboard, his figure kept shrinking. When he landed on the chessboard, he had shrunk tens of thousands of times, like an ant on the chessboard.

"Ling Han, it's your turn!" Qian Zhaotian looked at Ling Han. He was very upset. At that time, he was the first to propose to meet the soft demon girl, and the soft demon woman proposed to test with incomplete skills. Ling Han and Fu Gaoyun were able to have a tryst with the soft demon girl.

Ling Han chuckled: "Where's the bet?"

"Hmph!" With a flick of his hand, Qian Zhaotian threw a few quasi-immortal gold into the chessboard, which also turned into infinitesimals.

Ling Han didn't move, but said: "Is there anyone else who wants to challenge me? Some people place bets quickly, otherwise, I won't accept it later! Also, once you place a bet, you can't get it back!"

"Can you pass the first test?" Bei Yuxiong said in a deep voice.

"You don't need to worry about that. Even if I am beaten half to death, I will still take the second and third rounds." Ling Han said this on purpose, otherwise if people knew his strength, would he still bet to make money?

Immediately, several people who were unhappy with Ling Han dropped Zhun Xianjin one after another.

Ling Han showed his face and smiled, the quasi-immortal gold had to be forged with at least two kinds of top-level divine iron, and this amount must not be less, otherwise how could the strength meet the requirements of "quasi-immortal gold"?

Therefore, a quasi-immortal gold is at least comparable to a thousand copies of the same volume of divine iron!

"Is there anyone else? Is there anyone else?" He shook his head and looked around, wanting to earn enough at once.

It's a pity that no one paid any attention to him anymore. He felt that he was almost dead after being beaten four or five times, so there was no need to waste time on him. (To be continued.) To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL:

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