Tempered Immortal

Gu Feng's face changed, took a deep breath, exhaled turbidity, his hands flattened, his body was spiritually amplified, his left hand held a white light ball condensed with cold air, and the flame on his right hand jumped into the image of a unicorn monster.

“Break!”

Launched simultaneously with his hands, the cold air balloon and the flame monster killed the past towards the shadow soul, yet he couldn't breathe a breath, suddenly the golden light shined, Gu Feng raised his head in horror, only to see a huge brick of several lengths long and wide, like Tarzan pressed down like him.

It's too late to hide!

Unless it can be transient, it is naturally impossible for a district foundational monk to possess such an anti-celestial masterpiece, but the experience of fighting the wind and people is also extremely rich, imminent, on a storage bag photographed, a Jimpa-like apparatus was sacrificed by him.

Slip over your head to reveal a yellow glow.

Spike...

The brick pressed down and dropped slowly after touching the yellow light, but it still pressed down inches by inch.

The light of Jimpa quickly dimmed. Gu Feng's face made an ugly trick, but he still couldn't recover the downturn...

No, he had to shake his figure, fly out naked, without his magical support, the Jimpa cried out, the split, the yellow mask disappeared, the brick fell, smashed a hilltop of a hill, the whole thing collapsed.

Gu Feng's face was filled with sorrow, defensive attributes of the spirit apparatus were already few, this Jin Pata was not easy to get, I didn't expect today's World War I, it actually ruined here.

Nothing can be done. In his heart, he has begun to regress.

Yet at this moment, there was a scream in his ear. He was so powerful, he looked at the wind and turned his head incredibly, couldn't he...

However, the purpose of entry was the worst result, only that the ghost mist around Lin Xuan's body had dissipated, his hands stacked, dedicated to the chest, over the palm of the palm, spiritual energy surrounded, false eye-sized beads.

Lin Xuancou recited words, spelled obscure and incomprehensible spells, and his hands were constantly bound to his chest with a French seal, carrying a large weird and beautiful fiction.

“This is...”

Looking at the crystal clear, bright red jewel, Gu Feng's face was full of suspicion, then as if he remembered something, he shouted out: “Ancient treasure, do you have an ancient treasure? ”

“Humph?” Lin Xuan snorted coldly. Though there was a little surprise in his heart. I didn't expect the other party's insights to be so vast. Knowing that the monks in the foundational realm can not really know much about this object.

Seeing Lin Xuan didn't deny it, Gu Feng felt like his heart had been severely tightened. Most of the treasures left over from this ancient monk were owned by the Yuan Baby Monster. Only a few of the Gedan monks had them, but I didn't expect them...

Although his cultivation will certainly not be able to play the full divine power of the ancient treasure, even if it does not discriminate between power and power, it is far from a psychic device comparable, and the two are not a hierarchy at all.

Lin Xuan glanced at him coldly, opened his mouth, and poured out a breath of refinement on the fire god bead. "Go! ”

After the jewel slipped around, it flew over the silver net, and a layer of red light fell on it, wrapping the silver net and the Tianlan bird all inside.

After being covered by the glow of the Magic Fire God Pearl, Tianlanbird appeared frightened, moaning to rush out, but in the double confinement of the haunted fog and silver net, his heart was powerless.

“Take it!”

Lin Xuan reached out his right hand, dotted the blank twice, and shot a thick red light column of his thumb from the Pearl of the Black Fire, not into the forehead of the Tianlan bird.

The bird screamed, and the whole body trembled violently, only to see the spiritual energy and flame on him, following the red light column, towards the bead of the god of fire.

“Eating the soul, this ancient treasure is eating the soul of the Tianlan bird.” Gu Feng's face was pale without a hint of blood.

Almost a blink of kung fu, the figure of Tianlan bird gradually faded. In contrast, the Magic Fire Pearl is brighter and more intelligent.

With the last resounding cry, the soul of Tianlan Bird has been completely absorbed by the ancient treasures.

Gu Feng's face flashed a little resentment, turned into a rainbow and flew away towards the distance.

“Do you still want to escape at this time, Daoyou will stay!” Lin Xuan smiled coldly and waved. The silver net broke down into tens of thousands of swordsilks and condensed back together.

Mizuko's sword restored its body in a bright blue light.

“Go!”

Lin Xuan reached out his finger and practiced the seven swords into a line, looking at the light of Gu Feng chased the past.

The spirit of Lin Xuan's body was then transformed into a piece of red Xia, wrapped him up, and merged with the Xuanfire God Pearl, and chased the past empty-handed.

Ancient treasure's imperial velocity is far from comparable to the apparatus. Soon, Lin Xuan saw a monk surrounded by the mother sword of Mizuko.

Although there was no master's command, after seven flying swords had been carefully cultivated by Lin Xuan, the spiritual power went up and down to dance, and the hard way was to stop Gu Feng from going.

Gu Feng's face was covered with clouds, and the trick of squeezing his hand was to force it out. At this time, a sigh came from behind.

Gu Feng seemed to have been stung by a poisonous bee, trembled, the motion instantly clouded, and turned his head slowly. Lin Xuan's face was filled with the color of mercy: “I have no quarrel with Daoyou, who told you to stop me from going to the road, so as to seek my own death. ”

“No offense, little devil, I'm with you...” Gu Feng's face twisted, as if he were a fierce beast, choosing someone to eat.

Lin Xuan sighed, knowing that he still regarded himself as a disciple of great demon esteem, but to this day, it has nothing to do with exposing whether or not he is mistaken as the Young Master of the Polar Demon, or the next master of Psychotropic Mountain, destroying the Fountain Eye, is the enemy of heaven not shared by the Heavenly Eye.

Lin Xuan would naturally not be stupid enough to let him go back.

Now that you've discovered your whereabouts, there's only one word - death!

He blew his breath at the demon fire god bead in front of him. Five or six flames came out of it. After leaving the bead, a circle, turned into the fire snake's head spitting core poured towards Gu Feng.

At the same time, the seven flying swords also turned into the shadow of the sky and stabbed their opponents.

Such a sharp attack is the condensation phase, and I'm afraid you'll have to make a mess of your hands and feet next, let alone the other side is just a monk during the foundation period.

Gu Feng shouted, he wanted to freeze the fire snake with the method of ice properties, but the result was that the half-cutted arm was burned to ashes.

The flames emanating from the ancient treasures are equally idle and powerful, far from being comparable to the demonic fires of the birds of the sky.

Under the severe pain of the wind, his heart split, the sword of the Mizuko mother and the rest of the fire snake suddenly came in empty, first removing his head, then the body was also turned into ash. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)