Tempered Immortal

Instead, the prey became a hunter, and the writer fell into the bloodstream.

Lin Xuan's face waved without expression, the white light flashed, the other party's storage bag flew over automatically, Lin Xuan had not opened yet, heard another scream from afar, the teenager's mouth could not help but reveal a slight mockery, shaken shape, quickly disappeared into the dense forest.

The brothers' fire reached its climax.

As the saying goes, people's hearts are separated from their bellies. Though the fairy of the white sword sounds good, the other monks are not without brains. Even if they can't guess his intentions for a moment, they are carrying their own thoughts.

Especially after seeing the troika intervene, everyone knows that the chances of obtaining dust and dust are already very slim. In this way, it would be better to touch the fish with water and reap some more benefits.

For example, killing and robbing treasure, even robbing money, the usual cultivation world is weak, but there are some worries, and now this situation of chaos is a good time to do bad things with no hesitation, anyway, there is no way to trace it.

A monk who keeps this idea is not one or two.

However, the fiercest of the struggles are the three monastic factions and the righteous troika. The two sides are the biggest competitors, and naturally they will not die at this moment.

The southern foothills of the Quyin Mountains were filled with blood and brutal killings were taking place everywhere.

“Are you going to cut yourselves, or are you going to let Ancestor do it? ”

Words without emotion come from young children in front of them, but three foundational fixers, like a prey stared at by a viper, dare not move.

Poison boy!

It is also known for its brutality and viciousness in the monastery, and the other side is the successful cultivator of Geldan.

“Separate and flee one is one! ”

The elderly, who was the head of the family, commanded like two people in the same door, also knew that there was no chance of hard spelling, and the other two nodded, turning to glow and flying in different directions.

“Wanna go?” A brutal smile on the face of a hundred poisonous boys: “Toast, don't eat fine wine! ”

Reaching out his fat little white hand, he waved gently, and three inky green smokes followed the fixer at incredible speeds.

The three men were almost simultaneously haunted by the smoke, but they were three feet long centipedes. The elderly man, who was the head, was very polite, and opened the shield one step ahead.

But it didn't work, and the centipede actually bit a hole in the shield and drilled in.

Another man sacrificed the apparatus, banging like a mediumstone, the centipede was fine, but was annoyed and squeaked strangely.

“Zone apparatus, you want to hurt my bug too? ”

Hundred poisonous boy pinch a little, the centipede turned into a green light, drilled in from the mouth of three people.

His face changed dramatically, and then the three of them became miserable, tormented by centipede of a hundred poisonous children, with a taste similar to that of spiritual medulla extraction.

Half an hour later, the three of them turned into a beach of blood, and the hundred poisoned boys nodded satisfactorily and then went to find the next target.

It feels so good to slaughter these cultivators.

……

When the foundational disciples of the three giants were slaughtered by several old demons, the righteous cottage masters were also not idle.

Who's afraid of who?

A bright light fell, the wind thunderbolt came out looking ugly, looking at the corpses of several monks dressed in first-line gorge costumes, all angry.

“The Great Blood Coagulation Act, Blood Demon Ancestor, was written down by someone in the Wind. ”

He muttered to himself and raised his head as if he sensed something.

After confirmation, a slight smile appeared at the corner of the mouth, and the light flew away.

Around a dozen miles from here, several demon fixers are flying, searching for the shadow of the demon king.

All of a sudden, a sound of wind thunder entered the ear.

Then they discovered with horror that a righteous brother-in-law was staring at himself with a murderous face.

“This... this senior, don't know what you came to us for?” The leader of the demon opened his scalp.

“What, give your lives to the wind? ”

The wind thunderstorm waved, the wind suddenly made a big scene, and several demon fixers couldn't even react, and were chopped 708 times by several swords.

……

There are countless such things, and the southern foothills of the entire Quyin Mountains have become hell on earth.

Lin Xuan did not wander off after killing the ungrateful bookmaker. At this time, it is easy to get attacked everywhere.

If it is a foundational monk, even if it is a great success, Lin Xuan doesn't care. By his means, even if he can't win, there is no problem escaping.

But the Orthodox demon came both ways, and he had to bore to pretend to be an ostrich.

Though it's full of temptation, you can only enjoy it if you have life!

To be the final winner, you have to calm down.

Moreover, Lin Xuan estimated that, since that was the case, it was not so easy for the Tiansha Demon King to escape all the way here and try to catch him in such a short time.

No rush!

Lin Xuan searched for a hidden place and laid a few illusion bans around him. Of course, this crude spell could not be hidden from a conscious monk, but the other party only passed by, if not paying much attention, it would still be useful.

After doing all this, Lin Xuan began to play on his knees.

Spend two hours first, replenishing your powers.

Then he lay down, and the prosthetic did not need to sleep, just less than the mortal, and now he had to restore his state of mind to its best.

Confused, Lin Xuan just closed his eyes, suddenly felt a powerful god sweep in front of him, he immediately woke up, turned over, squinted his eyes, uncertain hopes to the outside.

Has anyone discovered that they have obviously taken the Psychic Dan, and have carried out the gas convergence technique, combined with illusion bans?

That horrible god is not something that a foundational monk can possess. Is he a gelden master?

Lin Xuancou's tongue was dry, and with his capital, he was also nervous for a while.

But forgive me, Lin Xuan did not move slightly, but remained calm.

Maybe it's just a coincidence that they're just passing by here. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)