Tempered Immortal

Looking at the back of the monks, the face of Too White Sword Fairy was shadowy and uncertain. Less hectares, he turned around and said: "We cannot let the devil repairers find the sky and dust. ”

“I know this brother Zhang without saying it.” The expression on the face of the wind and thunder is serious: “Although there were some gaps in my three factions a while ago, the millennium of compassion could not have allowed Xiao Xiao's life to drill a hole. ”

“That is, let alone for this reason, my three factions of elders have decreed, let us work together, must not let the dust and the sky fall into the hands of others.” The Lady Cheng smiled.

“There's something strange about this.” Ouyang Qin, who had been silent about the barber hair, sighed: “Why didn't the teachers and uncles of our three factions do it? Otherwise, with their Yuan Baby God, find out the demon king and capture him or raise his hand? ”

“This... I don't know. ”

A few Gedan monks have a high status in this door, but in this matter, a fog water, what kind of agreement has been reached with the monk? No, the other party's Yuan Baby Monster is only one extremely demonic monster, but there are more than four on the right side of the road, occupying an absolute advantage, there is no reason to be strangled.

“Nevertheless, this matter will not be mentioned for the time being. It is imperative that we find the Numen of Tian Sha Demon King. ”

“Mm-hmm. Brother Taibai said extremely well.” The man nodded on the wind thunder and said with a heavy face: "You separate yourselves and seek the trail of the demon king. When you find it, don't move lightly. Send us a signal immediately. Do you hear me? ”

His last words were addressed to lower-ranking disciples.

“Yes!”

The foundational monks of the three factions bowed down and then vanished into all kinds of light, disappearing into the sky.

“Let's go too! ”

“Okay!”

A few of the Gelden Brothers took their fists apart and went in different directions.

“Sister, what's wrong?” See Ouyang Qin's heart is not in a hurry to go, the face of Too White Sword Fairy flashed a strange divine color.

“No,” Ouyang turned her heart back and restored the frosty look on her face: “Goodbye, little sister. ”

Looking at her far back, the smile on the fairy face of the white sword withdrew. Instead, it was a shade: “Before, Ouyang Qin's heart did not behave like this to herself, did she find...”

Zhang Taibai's face flashed a bit of killing, looked back at the direction Ouyang Qin was looking at before walking, nothing, then turned into a brilliant rainbow, and disappeared into the clouds.

……

Two hours later.

Somewhere in an empty wasteland, suddenly swinging like a wave of water, a teenager in his early twenties appeared.

Lin Xuan glanced around vigilantly to determine that there was no danger before leaving at an alarming speed in one direction.

A few dozen miles away, Lin Xuan landed in a dense forest, gasping, so risky.

According to theory, the hidden technique in the Nine Days of Xuan Gong of the Invisible Danga is only possible if it is the old monster of Yuan Baby.

But just now, Ouyang Qin's heart deliberately stunned a few eyes, especially the smile on the corner of her mouth, to make Lin Xuan more sure that the beautiful nurse found herself.

Lin Xuan's heart was just a shock at the time. Good thing Ouyang Qin's heart had a strong relationship with himself, but there was no malice.

But how she found herself, Lin Xuan cared very much.

He doesn't like the feeling that things are out of control. Is there a loophole in the power of the Psychic Dan or the convergence of breath?

Lin Xuan frowned and pondered bitterly, but could not claim time.

Speaking of which, it was also dangerous. Ouyang Qin's heart would not be detrimental to himself, but too white a sword fairy would be different. In other people's eyes, Zhang was too white for integrity. Even if he had just played the heart plan, it was in the interest of serving the right way.

But Lin Xuan knew that he was simply a hypocrite who had secretly colluded with a demon practitioner.

And the guy was sensitive, he didn't find his whereabouts, but the gaze of Ouyang Qin's heart just before he left aroused his suspicion.

Lin Xuan's heart mentioned his voice eyes. Although he was outstanding in the same class of brothers, in the face of Gedan period master, don't say victory, there is no chance to escape.

Fortunately, the other party was just a little confused, and swept away with his mind without discovering anything.

However, Lin Xuan did not dare to leave this way. Who knows if the other party is using a ploy to lure the snake out of the hole, and if he did, he would have left. If he killed the horse gun himself, he would not be in a situation where there would be no repetition.

So Lin Xuan didn't rush to show up after the departure of Too White Sword Immortal. Instead, he stayed patiently for two more hours, until it was determined that the other party would not return, and that no one was around to ambush and snoop before leaving quickly.

After a few dozen miles of breath, it's finally safe.

Lin Xuan rubbed his sweat and was about to find a place to rest for a little while. Suddenly the alarm signs appeared, and he drifted away without thinking.

Boom!

A loud noise, an ancient tree behind became a scapegoat, was blown to pieces, watched the wood scraps fly in front of him, Lin Xuan's face, suddenly flashed a shadow.

“Huh!”

With a slight surprise, Lin Xuan turned around and saw a white writer. On the surface, he was about twenty-seven or eight years old, his hands flipped, and a brick-like spirit apparatus was lured back by him.

Lin Xuan's expression was ugly, and he didn't say much. He sank the god into the storage bracelet. The red light flashed, and Wu Hook had been sacrificed by him.

“Extreme spirit apparatus? ”

The book student was surprised first, and then showed an incredible look of fear on his face: “Don't get me wrong, Daoist just now...”

The man spread his three-inch tongue, trying to be clever, but whatever he said, Lin Xuan seemed as if he had not heard it, he did not move at all. Under his control, Wu Hook clamped an astonishing noise and killed him.

The writer's face was white as paper, but he didn't want to sit there waiting to be killed. He hastily worked out a trick to make the brick in front of him bigger and stiff with his scalp rack.

“..." Wu Hook was almost unobstructed, easily cut the brick in half, in the hopeless eyes of the bookwriter, beheaded like his head. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)