Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Chapter 4120: Battling Lin Lang again



After combusting the Imperial Blood, it was practically equivalent to being possessed by a young Great Emperor, and just how powerful was a young Great Emperor?

Boom!

Lin Lang's sword swept over, and endless divine light surged. It was indescribably terrifying.

Ling Han also frowned, and retreated.

Lin Lang's raw power looked to be at 31 Heavens, and was even stronger than a Buddha Son like Shi Yongming. Of course, it was highly possible that Shi Yongming wasn't a real Buddha Son, so it was normal for his battle prowess to be weak.

Now, after combusting his Imperial Blood, his power had suddenly risen to the height of 40 Heavens. This was too terrifying. Even with Ling Han's strength, he did not dare to take it head-on.

Shua, the sword swept past, yet missed its target.

Lin Lang laughed loudly. At present, he had an absolute advantage. The Jade Water Sword swept out again, while his left hand formed into a claw, and delivered a palm strike at Ling Han. A fiery flame surged out, turning into tens of thousands of flaming spears.

Ling Han retreated again. The present Lin Lang was too terrifying. Taking him head-on was definitely not a good idea.

"Brat, continue being arrogant!" Lin Lang said with a smile.

'F*ck! You are igniting the Imperial Blood for a burst of power! What's there to be proud of?'

"By the way, the speed at which your Imperial Blood recovers is really fast." Ling Han was puzzled. The last time he had exchanged blows with Lin Lang Lang was only a few years ago. In such a short period of time, how could Lin Lang be able to combust his Imperial Blood? Even for the Imperial Son, whose bloodline was pure, he could not have recovered so quickly. Lin Lang's expression involuntarily changed slightly, appearing slightly ugly.

Under normal circumstances, even for him, he would need at least a few dozen years to recover his Imperial Blood. However, he was the Imperial Son, and in order to ensure his absolute strength in a battle of equal cultivation levels, the Fire Cloud Imperial Clan used their Saint Blood as a catalyst, forcibly speeding up the recovery of his Imperial Blood. This was Saint Blood. Though it could not compare to the Imperial Blood, it was still indescribably precious. It could be said that the Fire Cloud Imperial Clan had expended a great deal. Furthermore, he himself was also experiencing great pain. This kind of method of forcibly speeding up the recovery of the Imperial Blood was too nature-defying, so he naturally would not be having a good time.

Now that Ling Han was talking about it, Lin Lang's painful memories were naturally brought back to him, causing his expression to become ugly.

After losing to Ling Han, he had suffered quite a few rumors in the clan. In fact, some clan elders had even suggested that he be disqualified from the position of Imperial Son. In any case, there was not just one person in the clan that had natural talent like his.

"Die!" he roared in fury. As long as he killed Ling Han, this kind of humiliation would disappear without a trace, and he would also be able to stabilize his position as Imperial Son. Hong! Hong! Hong!

The Imperial Son combusted his Imperial Blood, and added with the replica Imperial Weapon, this battle prowess was really too terrifying. In the same cultivation level, was there anyone that could match him?

Of course there was!

Ling Han wasn't afraid at all. If he was also at the consummate level of the Core Formation Tier, to say nothing of the fact that he was only burning his Imperial Blood, he was confident that he could defeat even a true young Great Emperor.

Of course, he was still only in the late stage of the Core Formation Tier at present. The gap in raw power was too wide, which led to a huge gap in battle prowess.

Ling Han humphed as he unleashed his murderous aura.

Weng, the attack landed, but it was completely ineffective.

"Haha, after using this kind of attack on me once, you still want to use it again?" Lin Lang sneered, appearing extremely disdainful. "Too naive!"

Ling Han knew that this was not because Lin Lang had cultivated some kind of divine sense cultivation technique, but rather because he had the treasure that the Great Emperor had refined years ago, which could block all negative effects.

-Previously, when he had been fighting with Lin Lang, this move was very useful. Now, it was actually ineffective, which meant that Lin Lang had not worn this kind of treasure at that time.

Perhaps his cultivation level hadn't been high enough at the time, or perhaps even the Fire Cloud Imperial Clan didn't have so many treasures and it was finally his turn now, but no matter what, Lin Lang wouldn't be affected by this murderous aura attack.

Regarding the barrage of murderous aura, Ling Han only had a slight sliver of hope. After this move was useless, he activated the Primal Chaos Celestial Core. This had already been experimented on Chi Menghan, and even a treasure personally concocted by the Great Emperor could not stop its might.

Weng, the Primal Chaos Celestial Core vibrated slightly, releasing a supreme aura.

"What?!" Lin Lang immediately exclaimed in astonishment. This was because his battle prowess had been forcefully suppressed by three Heavens.

How was this possible?

This time, he clearly had the precious treasure to protect himself. This had been personally refined by the Great Emperor.

Could it be that Ling Han also possessed a Great Emperor-level treasure?

It was absolutely impossible for him to believe that Ling Han had actually weakened his

battle prowess by three Heavens with his own abilities.

A Core Formation Tier was even more awesome than a Great Emperor?

Who was he kidding?

But among Great Emperors, who would be weaker than whom? Why was the Emperor Tier treasure in Ling Han's possession able to overwhelm his own?

It was fine.

On second thought, he suppressed his shock. That was because even if his battle prowess was weakened by three Heavens, he would still be able to crush Ling Han. Then, after killing this opponent, the treasure in his hands would become his spoils of battle.

Very good, very good.

"Ling Han, I really have to thank you!" he said with a grin, as he brandished his sword in

pursuit.

"Oh?" Ling Han smiled faintly.

"I want to thank you for gifting me a treasure!" Lin Lang laughed loudly, as if he was already

stepping on Ling Han.

Ling Han couldn't help but laugh. "Usually, I'm the one saying this to others." "Apologies, it is not up to you to decide today!" Lin Lang's attacks were even stronger. The Imperial Blood was limited, and he had to kill Ling Han as soon as possible. Otherwise, when this wave of power had passed, he would no longer be able to do anything to Ling Han. Boom, the Jade Water Sword attacked, bringing with it supreme might, wanting to cut Ling Han in half.

'Do you really think I'm afraid of you?'

Ling Han smirked coldly. The Primal Chaos Lightning Tower was finally unleashed.

All of a sudden, it was as if the air had turned into water, rolling out in waves. This was the future Imperial Weapon. Even if it was limited by Ling Han's cultivation level and he could not bestow the might of the Imperial Weapon on it, the Origin Gold itself had great might.

The Jade Water Sword arrived, and struck the Primal Chaos Qi. However, it only managed to slice through it slightly, before being suppressed by the heavy Primal Chaos Qi. Lin Lang felt his wrist sink, and the longsword in his hand fell straight down.

He paled in shock, but he had not even finished the thought, when he saw the Primal Chaos Lightning Tower shake again, and send out a bolt of lightning.

At this moment, he was burning his Imperial Blood, which was practically equivalent to a young Great Emperor. His reaction speed was naturally fast, and he immediately shot out a punch, which landed on the lightning.

Zi, lightning blazed, and Lin Lang stumbled back. He felt an indescribable numbness in his

left hand.

"How could this be!" he exclaimed in shock, looking in shock at the Primal Chaos Extreme Lightning Tower that was floating above Ling Han's head. It was presently emanating Primal Chaos Qi, causing a powerful feeling of helplessness to rise up in his heart.

This, this, this, was this an Imperial Weapon?

His pupils involuntarily dilated. As the Imperial Son, it was impossible that he had not seenNôv(el)B\\jnn

the Imperial Weapon before. In fact, he had even personally touched it before, because to fuse the Nine Cauldrons into one, he would have to use the power of the Imperial Weapon. Thus, he was no stranger to the Imperial Weapon. The nine-storey tower in front of him made him feel as if he had seen an Imperial Weapon.

No, no, no, the Imperial Weapon was far more powerful than this.

This wasn't an Imperial Weapon, but a precious tool forged from the Origin Gold!

Lin Lang's breathing instantly quickened.