Tempered Immortal

When the two joined hands, Qin Yeon was shot away from afar. Fortunately, the opponent was strong. She had already fully estimated and laid several layers of defense in front of her before she was injured.

Barely escaped a robbery, but Qin Yen's slight psychology of fortune was thrown out of the Nine Mixed Clouds. The strength of the late Brothers in building the foundation was never comparable to his own.

Although Qin Yeon was a woman, she also took the opportunity to make a decision. She immediately threw out all the aggressive symbols on her body. At a time, the light flashed and the sound of the boom shook heaven. While Qing Ling was distracted, Qin Yeon started the last one to protect her life.

She was transferred out again.

Unlike the transfer array, the movement of the transmitter is random and the distance is limited, so after completing the transfer, Qin Yen did not dare to be lazy, and immediately mastered the light, hoping to escape as far away as possible.

I didn't expect to meet this teenager halfway through, but at this moment Lin Xuan is still wearing the Fire Spirit Gate costume. The fairy in the cloud couldn't wait to think about it, and as soon as he came up, he made a killing move.

Each of the two studied at the exhibition half-kilogram, the first time they fought each other, nobody took the upper hand.

Then lift your eyes and measure your opponent, some familiar.

“Lin Xuan?” Qin Yeon looked at the teenager in front of her with amazement.

Seeing her recognize herself, Lin Xuan's face flashed a shadow, which was greatly unexpected. Although the other party was a master sister who entered the valley at the same time as herself, she was neglected by the doorman, and one was a beautiful woman from heaven. In years, she hadn't seen it several times. I didn't expect the other party to recognize herself.

Qin Yen similarly glared at her eyes. The reason she remembered this brother was not because of anything else, but because once, they had met each other on the refreshment road, but Lin Xuan's powers were too low at that time, and she was not found.

That time, I was impressed by Qin Yeon. She thought she was the only one who dared to take the spiritual period to enter the refining path. I didn't expect such a stubborn brother.

Talent is not up to her to decide, but Lin Xuan insisted, but Lin Xuan's efforts made her look at it differently.

But Lin Xuan remembered that he had only repaired the prepsychic period, but now why can he fly his armor in the air and still appear in this dangerous place?

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed away and soon regained her normal expression. She glanced at the girl in front of her: “Sister Qin, what happened? ”

After the difficult issue of identity breakdown, it is imperative to find out what dangerous enemies this teacher encountered.

If it is a foundational monk, Lin Xuan does not want to be affected by the pond fish, or find a way to leave this place quickly.

Qin Yen also reacted from surprise, just about to open his mouth, suddenly a yellow fog appeared silently in the air not far away, and created strong spiritual fluctuations around it.

Feeling the terrible pressure of that spiritual power, Lin Xuan's face flashed a haze, his expression sank, his left hand held the flying sword, and his right hand quietly took out the beast charm of the day.

The yellow fog spins rapidly, and the shadow gradually becomes clear inside.

The visitor is about forty years old, three strands of beard, fairy wind bone, at first glance, like a warrior, yet look clearly at each other's face, Lin Xuan grinned, implicitly screaming bitterness.

Lin Xuan was thoughtful and liked to plan things and move backwards. Before he jumped to the stream, he remembered the faces of the elders of the Fire Spirit Gate clearly. Therefore, from the extent of Qin Yeon's wolf, Lin Xuan also guessed that she had mostly encountered more than the masters of the foundation period. However, he never dreamed that she had caused it to be the master of the Fire Spirit Gate!

Qing Ling is a real person, and the foundation was repaired in the later stages.

Lin Xuan's first thought in his head was to escape, not Lin Xuan's timidity, but his self-knowledge. If he came from the early monks of foundation building, with the many symbols on himself, plus Qin Yen working together, the chances of winning should be quite high, but in the later stages of foundation building, there is absolutely no hope of winning by one percent...

Though that's what I thought, Lin Xuan didn't really put it into action, not to be a hero in front of a beautiful woman, but he knew that if he did, he would definitely attract the attention of the other party, which would be worse.

So Lin Xuan broke his heart and shouted, while he calmly prepared Fu Fabao, and added several ancillary tricks such as light-headedness, sensitivity, and then opened the spiritual shield.

After doing all this, Lin Xuan felt that it was not yet safe. Regardless of his middle or low order defensive charm, he took it all out. After laying five or six layers of restraint in front of him in a row, he stopped.

His series of moves made the two of them look aside. Although Qin Yen locked his divine knowledge on the enemy, he couldn't help but look back at him.

“Hey, here's another leaky fish, okay, I'll send you both to hell in a minute.” Qing Ling's real person grinned and flashed a little harshly on his face. In his view, pinching two psychic disciples was like pinching two ants. Qin Yeon's means of escape applied in front of him, and the second time, it would never work again.

The voice went down, the red light flashed across the street, the heat fluttered, several eagle-sized firebirds and an arm-wise snake had flown in.

Lin Xuan was the one who started it. Since he couldn't be good, he didn't have to say extra crap. He did it first, to see if he could force the other party to reveal a void and then flee.

And Fu Lu was just the first wave of attack. After the launch, Lin Xuan's right hand flashed, and the flying sword lashed out like an opponent.

Then, at the point of divine awareness, he also took the gold cord out of the storage bracelet. Lin Xuan reached out his finger, and this apparatus turned into a poisonous snake with an angry head and spit core. In the confusion of his eyes, Lin Xuan had an extra character in his hand.

Because the other party is a master in the later stages of foundation building, Lin Xuan did not dare to hold onto the big, not only did he sacrifice two psychic instruments, but he also did not need money to throw out a large number of them, just hope to be surprised, attacking the other party's hand and foot mess, then he can take advantage of the opportunity to escape.

At the same time, however, a yellow mask protected the real body of Qing Ling, and several intermediate order tokens went up, causing no harm to him except for making a huge noise.

Spirit Shield!

Lin Xuan's eyes squinted, and the defense of the master of the foundation period was indeed quite small, but he did not know that the heart of the Fire Spirit was equally surprising.

You know, Fu Lu is hard to make, materials are precious, and the middle class is already worth a lot, not to mention a small spiritual disciple, they are the foundational monks, and they are not so luxurious.

And this was just the beginning of surprise, then saw Lin Xuan sacrificed two more spiritual instruments, of which the flying sword was more of a classy grade, the Fire Spirit Gate couldn't help but whisper in his heart, this boy is the disciple of the tall man.

The spiritual period is very successful cultivation, so rich, Yanzhou's lower order brothers do not seem to have such a number one figure!

In the blink of an eye, the two apparatuses had been killed in front of him. The real person of Qing Ling muttered, while his sleeve robe blew, and two yellow lights flew out, intertwining with the flying sword and the golden cord.

Lin Xuan felt the blood surge in his chest and the magic fluttered, which shocked him greatly. After all, the foundational monks could not carry it.

A dazzling blue light illuminated from the left side, joining the battle, but Qin Yeon helped each other.

Feeling the pressure slightly lighter, Lin Xuan relieved his breath and hurriedly took out the crystal stone and held it in his hand to replenish the magic, while reaching out to take out the hundred souls.

Ghost Cry Array, the wind is miserable.

“Magic! ”

As soon as the real face of Qing Lin changed, he recognized the origin of the Hundred Souls, and at the same time, he was a demon practitioner?

You should know that although the work of the devil practitioner is a different path, there are many vulnerabilities and hidden dangers, it is only after a long walk of practice that you can see that in the first period, the power is far better than that of the fairy practitioner.

Originally it was impossible to fear two younger generations after the foundation repair of Qing Ling Real People, but he actually had injuries on his body, not long ago, because the practice method was wrong, now he can only play one-third of his strength temporarily, and even the psychic apparatus is damaged, can not be used, rest in the body.

He did not fight Lin Xuan and Qin Yen Fei's sword with a psychic instrument, but with the help of deep cultivation, he transformed magic into an entity.

This fiction is an extremely powerful technique that can only be learned in the later stages of foundation building. Although the cured magic is less powerful than the real spirit, it is also powerful.

Otherwise, Lin Xuan and Qin Yen's treasures, even if magical, would not have any power to fight back.

Even if he can only use a third of his powers now and can't use a psychic apparatus, he can still easily take the upper hand.

But now that Lin Xuan is seen taking out the magic, the real person of Qing Lin will have to be solemn. As the master of fire spirits, he can be described as knowledgeable. In many classical books of the doorman, there are legends about the monster's strange work.

Now you have injuries on your body, be careful not to turn the boat in the ditch.

Thinking of this, Qing Ling Real People held her hands in vain, pinched a strange trick...

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