Tempered Immortal

“Brother Shen, look at the fire spirit gate suddenly backwards and backwards, what exactly is it for? ”

A black-faced monk with a tight eyebrow, he, as the elder of Starscream, had made good friends with Fire Spirit Menthol, this time betrayed by his allies, after being surprised, he was furious.

“How does a fool know? ”

Brother Shen is an old man with white hair. He is the owner of a real family. His ancestor was a disciple of the Fire Spirit Gate. He counts as a companion. He didn't expect the other party to kill him this time, but even they are going to kill him. It is simply incomprehensible.

Are the Fire Gates insane, even their allies slaughtered? Do they want to be the public enemy of the whole Yanzhou cultivation world?

Two foundational monks were relatively speechless.

“I don't know if we're going to be public enemies, but this time, if we're not careful, we're not going to make it out of the creek alive. ”

The old man with the Shen surname nodded: “Daoyou is right, the priority is to save your life. ”

They were discussing it, suddenly a shout came into their ears, hidden and beastly roaring, all the remaining monks stood up and looked uncertainly at the distance.

“What's going on?” The two masters of the foundation period looked at each other and flew to the front.

“Demon... demon beast.” Several fixers, covered in blood, walked over in horror, a peripheral disciple in charge of vigilance, and when they saw this scene, the faces of the others were even more ugly.

Shen's foundational master looked heavy and released the divine knowledge.

“Brother Shen, what have you found? ”

Though also in the foundation period, God is not the director of the Blackface Brotherhood, and besides him, other spiritual cultivators have also cast their attention.

“A bunch of monsters are on their way here. ”

After listening to this, the monks' faces were earthy, leaping in the creek, except to mention the pursuit of the Fire Gate, demonic beasts like their natural enemies.

Immediately, there were those who wanted to leave, and they had been temporarily put together. At this point, a great deal had come to pass, and naturally they had fled.

However, the quickest fixer to escape only flew more than a thousand meters and screamed. In the sky, a group of black-pressed birds arrived, and the demonic beast had arrived.

Originally angry at the two foundational monks who had fled privately, at this time their faces were overwhelmed, the blood vulture, the first-degree demonic beast, although the individual strength was not strong, but they liked to act collectively, it was the nightmare of the mendicator.

Why did you meet him at this hour? Is it the Fire Gate?

Watching the two fleeing monks split apart in the middle of the air by a bloody vulture, everyone felt a chill on their backs.

However, this is just the beginning, the sound of a familiar sod enters the ear, there are countless flowers, greens, and ugly poisonous insects on the ground. Although there are only a few big heads inside, others can't even be called demonic beasts, the number of poisonous insects to such an alarming extent, even the practitioner will have a very headache.

“Don't panic, as long as we get together, these weird bird poisons won't hurt us. ”

Shen's foundational master drank loudly, and the other repairers finally calmed down. At this time, the faster he escaped, the faster he died, the more united he was, but there was still hope for a lifetime.

Left to die and then to be forced to despair, ordinary people also have tremendous potential, not to mention fairy fixers.

All kinds of colorful light emerged, the monks' magic treasures were exhausted, some sacrificed spiritual apparatus, some hand-held charms, and many more were five spells of gold, wood, water, fire and earth.

Feathers fly, insects buzz, poisonous monster birds are beaten down a lot, but these demonic beasts, fearless of death, are still pounding.

Meanwhile, less than 10 miles from the siege of the monks, there was a tens of thousands of kilograms of rock on which four people stood.

They were all dressed in red robes embroidered with boiling flames in the lower corners, except for two in front of them and only one in the latter two young men.

At the Fire Gate, one stands for the Spiritual Period and two stands for the Foundation Period.

In the hands of the two psychic disciples, with instruments, the person on the left is a crystalline green flute, and the person on the right is an ancient harp.

The two of them were playing in a rush, and the music contained an astonishing slaughter, and if you look at it with a spiritual eye, you can see that with the music, the flute and harp emitted a spiritual power every lap.

It's not just a musical instrument, it's a psychic instrument!

“Uncle Shi refined this worm flute and bird control violin so powerful. ”

“Yeah, Uncle Shifu's old man is the first expert in the Fire Gate, and he can actually make such a magical apparatus. ”

……

The two foundational brothers were amazed. Their uncle, naturally the colorful Elder Li, was the only brother-in-law of the Fire Spirit Gate who entered the cottage phase.

“The Kid, the Flute Kid, drove the demon beast into a fiercer attack and annihilated the cultivators.” On the left, during the foundation period, the monk's face was revealed. His name was Xiangwu, and he was already famous for his homicide at the Fire Gate.

The music is even more urgent, however, the number of demonic beasts, but the grade, especially insects, is a little more than once, although full of poison, most cannot even be called demonic beasts.

More than twenty monks, none of whom were weak, were able to resist together, especially the two foundational fixers, the spiritual apparatus unfolded, and the mighty wind, killing the weird bird poisonous worm to the bottom of the urinal stream.

“Brother, it looks like we have to get our hands on this or we won't get rid of these guys.” Turn back to Wu.

“Okay.”

Another foundational monk, Dong Fei nodded, waved his hand, a red light covered the four, then whispered and flew forward.

Qin Yensoo's technique guided, a fairy sword with blue light descended from the sky, illusioned the appearance of a giant sword of seven or eight years, a loud and loud sound, chopping a beetle bigger than the size of a rhino in front of him in half.

“Hoo-hoo.” The fairy talent in the cloud gasped and soaked crystalline sweat drops on his forehead. Most of the poisonous worms were garbage. Only the worm reached the rank of a first-class superb demon beast. Several of his own monks had been poisoned by it. Two foundation monks were also enthralled by the blood vulture group. Finally, Qin Yeon killed the worm.

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