Tempered Immortal

Lin Xuan waved at Qingfeng in his hand. The dragon immediately changed direction and killed the past in a fierce burst towards the fire cloud.

Instead of carrying it hard with the water cloud sword, Tianlanbird settled into shape after a long sound. The more than ten long wings flamed, and the flames of the sky fell like rain.

Red with a hint of gold.

At first, Lin Xuan didn't care much, but when the rain fell on the water dragon, immediately the white air rose, and the high-level spell carried out by the water cloud sword was easily broken.

Gu Feng's face was filled with laughter. This result had long been expected by him. It was no coincidence that Tianlan and Bing looked alike. This demonic beast is a distant relative of the legendary divine bird. Although the blood line is extremely thin, the ability to manipulate fire is still far from comparable to other fire spiritual beasts.

Under the erosion of the fire and rain, the dragon soon disappeared completely. Lin Xuan's expression was a little ugly. At the moment of the divine movement, the six swords flew back.

However, without waiting for him to make a move, those rains followed closely.

It was too late to hide. Lin Xuan's strong color flashed past him. The hundred souls waved around and the dark haunted fog burst out, quickly wrapping him up.

Almost at the same time, the rain also killed, fell into the fog, distant Gu Feng's face was full of irony, but soon, his cheerfulness disappeared without a trace. After the fire fell into the haunted fog, it actually went into the sea like a mud cow, the aura of the other party was still the same, without any diminution.

As a result, Gu Feng was shocked.

Although Tianlanbird is a second-degree exquisite demonic beast, as a necessary distant relative, the demonic fire is less manipulated than the pure yangdan fire of the Brothers of the Gedan Period, but the power is far from the innate fire of the ordinary Brothers of the Foundation Period. Previously, he fought with the Brothers of the same class with this, never to his detriment. I didn't expect the other party to resist so easily this time.

Does he have any fireproof treasures?

Mindful of this, Gu Feng's face flashed a little hesitation, but soon, he was replaced by a harsh one, his hands pinched and a little towards Tianlanbird.

The giant demon bird wings flamed all over, but the size suddenly shrunk until the wingspan had only one square circle, like a terrible fireball, rolled down towards Lin Xuan.

This strange fog can resist the fire, but Gu Feng doesn't believe it can block the body of the skybird.

However, for the sake of safety, he opened his mouth and spit out a ray of light, but it was the short trite that had just arrived in his belly. A little finger, the apparatus flashed like a fog in the direction.

Looking at the fireball with its diameter, Lin Xuan's face was filled with a heavy colour. He threw his mother's sword into the sky and the sword flew.

Lin Xuan then quickly danced with his hands, like wearing a flower butterfly.

Seven flying swords shook, buzzing and spinning at the same time, like a cold silver plate, a string of silk threads lashed out of it.

“Coagulate!”

Lin Xuan's hands were connected, and at the same time his mouth was slightly scolded. A magical scene appeared. The tens of thousands of silk threads flew through the sky and quickly condensed into a large silver net.

“Sword into silk! ”

Gu Feng's expression was very shady. I didn't expect that the other party had refined the spirit apparatus into a state of sympathy. When he saw the sword filament formed into a large net, he was more silent. Such a subtle operation required amazing divinity. Usually only the friar of the cotton period could do it, this kid...

The idea is not over yet, the silver net has collided with Tianlan bird.

The death of the fireball crumbled until the entire mesh was covered by the silk of the sword.

However, to witness this scene, Gu Fengfeng's face did not have a frightened expression. Instead, he laughed more than that. It was really naive. Did you think that this would trap Tianlanbird and destroy this difficult set of apparatus?

At the point of divine awareness, the flame on the Lan Bird rose even more so that the silver net roared. Although there were no signs of melting, it was also sooner or later burned down.

Meanwhile, the trident had been killed, Lin Xuan's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, patted on the storage bag, Wu Hook flew out, cut off the trite, and the two apparatuses chased each other in the sky and wrapped around each other.

After looking at the silver net, Lin Xuan sighed slightly, waving a hundred souls in his hand, and countless ghost fog swarmed in, wrapping the fireball with the silver net layer.

Soon, the golden flame was stained with a dark layer of colour and tended to diminish.

So what if the demon fire is stronger? The haunted fog is the shadow, and it is exactly what it is.

Lin Xuan's face revealed a slight smile. This beard absorbed so many monks' souls. Of course, it was not just a little magical in front of him.

Dozens of white phantoms flew out of it, one beard scattered, ten fingers like a hook.

Yin spirits!

Gu Feng couldn't help but tremble. The anger of these shadows was so heavy that it was obviously not easy to beat them off.

Lin Xuan's technique changed again, and several dark lights fell into the body of the shady soul.

Suddenly, the shadows were divided into two places, each gathered together, the black flare on the left hand side magnified, and a moment later, turned into a huge skull.

And on the right hand side, there's this weird music coming out, and it's haunting, and in the pink mist, there's this beautiful ghost.

What kind of magic work is this?

That strange music came into his ear, Gu Feng felt only soft, shocked, hurried to mention the power before recovering.

The heart was horrified, at this time, this Tianmeshan second-generation disciple, without any further contempt, has many ways and means, sharp, far more than expected, without paying attention, could fall into his own hands.

The idea of solo revenge had long been thrown out of the Nine Skylarks. As soon as he waved his hand, he took out a musical note, about to be sacrificed, but the cold flashed in front of him, but Lin Xuan used the ice needle trick.

He drifted away, but was scared to death, and was almost beaten to the sieve.

Lin Xuan naturally won't let him call anyone, and this wind must be resolved as soon as possible. Although the position is remote, the two men's fight is too much movement, it must have spooked the celestial party people, but there are too many fire places now, the other party can't free their hands.

The magic was injected into the centipede, waving gently, the ghost opened its mouth, and once again, the demonic sound of the soul was thrown out of her mouth.

And the skeleton was wrapped in a layer of black gas, weird as Gu Feng killed it.

Demonic sounds disturb people's minds, and skeletons devour human lives, but Gu Feng is a well-deserved master of the top children of the foundational monks, and he also has treasures on his body.

Reaching out, a short, rod-like apparatus appeared, wrapped around the skull, while her body floated to the left. However, at this moment, the ghost's head shook, and one of her heads turned into a myriad of venomous snakes wrapped around him...

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