Tempered Immortal

Lin Xuan walked down the stage in a faint manner, ignoring the surprise of the people around him, and returned to the pavilion.

“See, the boy from heaven was so strong that day. ”

“Yeah, he wins defeat in a flash, and I didn't think he was familiar with the two magic powers of gunpowder. ”

“Mainly the wizard of the wind and dust department is useless, with the ghost snake whip in his hand, and so rarely lost. ”

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All kinds of discourse came into the ear, and Dead Leaf was delighted, and Kun was full of resentment, but it didn't matter. The Mo Yue had iron laws, and the wizard forbade private fights. Besides, he really wanted revenge and was Lin Xuan's opponent.

Though this contest gave people a lot of flavor, it was soon left behind, and the audience seemed like the rest of the ring. The Witchcraft Congress entered its third day and all weak hands were eliminated. Each contest was a strong confrontation, and it was wonderful and continuous.

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After returning to the pavilion, Lin Xuan was unable to close the door again. By the way, this time it was really a bit dangerous. I didn't expect to win too quickly. It also attracted everyone's attention.

Fortunately, after winning three consecutive games, according to the rules, the tribe can be divided into psychotropic drugs. Although not many, four capsules are enough for its own use.

On the fourth day, Lin Xuan's luck was “bad”, the opponent was drawn from Kui Yue Ministry, and he was well known as a genius, he was only 29 years old, and he was already a “master” of late foundation building.

Although Lin Xuan performed extremely well yesterday, compared to this young talented young man, nature appeared to be darkened, the leaves were dead and frowned upon. Just advise him to be careful and do his best.

In the expressions of compassion, Lin Xuan came to the ring without surprise.

The shield rose, and each of them sacrificed the apparatus.

Lin Xuan appeared to be the reputation of the unscrupulous opponent, appeared to shrink his hands and feet. After reluctantly “supporting” more than a dozen moves, he was grabbed by the other party, swept down the stage, and fell into darkness.

The result was unexpected, and no one doubted anything.

In any case, Lin Xuan finally entered the top 12. Although this result did not meet the expectations of dead leaves, it was helpless to encounter such a strong and horizontal opponent. Instead of blaming Lin Xuan for anything, he comforted him with a few words.

Lin Xuan also perfectly showed her frustration, and the rest of the days could not close the door in the pavilion.

Now that the purpose has been achieved, Lin Xuan does not want Yokosheng Branch Festival. These days, he should be a little more comfortable and try to show his head less.

Another three days later, the Witchcraft Congress finally came to a successful conclusion.

As previously anticipated, Qui Yin did have a monopoly on her head, and the first three were all wrapped up by them.

Early this morning, in the heart of Midtown, thousands of wizards gathered, several times more lively than in the previous day's trial.

First, today there will be a ceremony to distribute the spirit medicine refined by the Holy Fruit. Second, this ceremony will be presided over by the elders of the League and the elders of the Mixed Yuan themselves.

Ancestor is now 800 years old and has been cultivated to unpredictable depth. He is the only Moon Wizard in the Kuiyin Mountains, the only former infant.

On weekdays, apart from several of his own disciples, the rest of them are tribal elders. They want to meet him. It is also difficult. The opportunity in front of them is certainly not to be missed.

Lin Xuan is also emotionally excited, this ancient sacred medicine that can quench the root of the spirit is finally coming.

However, Lin Xuan's caution naturally did not have a fever in his head, so he forgot that, although magical, the shape-shifting dan could not be hidden from this bit of infantile wizard. At that time, it was necessary to use the magic of the sky to conceal the sea.

Lin Xuan and the rest of the young wizards who entered the top twelve have come to the center of the biggest ring, and around them are several fairy fixers of the cottage period. In addition to the Kui Moon Ministry, there are also some other large tribes such as the Silver Phoenix Department, the Colour Ring Department, etc.

The most striking of these are the three on the left.

An old man with white hair, but full of red light.

A beautiful middle-aged nun with an arrogant body.

There was also a handsome teenager, who looked like he was only about twenty years old, yet the fishtail pattern at the corner of his eye indicated that he was far from his true age.

These three men are remarkable and have reached the peak of the gelden period.

“Ye Daoyou, we are all ready, Joe, isn't his old man coming yet?” After waiting for about half an hour or so, the young wizard finally couldn't help but talk.

This man is the elder of the Colorful Ring Department, his name is Yunnan Peak, and among the Mo Moon wizards, he is also a well-known figure.

After all, besides Kuiyue, Silver Phoenix and Colorful Ring are the top dozens of tribes in the Kuiyin Mountains.

“Why, Yundaoyou is tired of waiting. The teacher respects his elderly family. If you do not want to wait, please do so.” The old man with the red light said, he is the elder disciple of the Mixed Ancestors. The usual complications are left to him to pinch and handle. The power is in hand. You are not welcome to say this. There is a slight resentment flashing in Yun Feng's eyes, humming, and no opening.

“All right, well, why do you two Daoists have to fight that tongue? Aren't you losing your dignity when so many younger generations are down there? ”

The middle-aged woman saw that the atmosphere between the two was somewhat wrong. She hurried out to play the roundabout. As the elder of the Silver Phoenix Ministry, she also had a good personal relationship with the two people. On such occasions, the elder Ye surname and Yunfeng also had to give her some face, temporarily pressing down the fire.

Although the voices of the three men were extremely low during the quarrel, Lin Xuan's divinity heard a word and a half. When his heart moved, he bowed his head if nothing happened, but what was on his mind, I'm afraid, was only clear to him.

So, for another half hour, the surrounding wizards gradually began to steal whispers, and even had minor disturbances. The closing ceremony of the Witchcraft Congress was incredibly important for the Moon people. How could the elders not show up yet? Is there anything that has changed?

People's hearts are unstable. Lin Xuan's heart is also a little anxious. Is it the Hao Tian Ghost Emperor?

However, it doesn't matter, but the medicine is not yet available. Lin Xuan naturally doesn't want Yokosheng Branch Festival. Fortunately, he is worried that it is redundant. A golden cloud has risen from the star palace and quickly flew to this place.

The glow converged, revealing an elderly man with a charitable purpose.

The old man dressed as a regular wizard, however, the clothes leader's mouth was stitched with gold thread, and the voice was even more like Hong Zhong: “Thank you, Taoists have been waiting for a long time, the old man has just closed down and has just come out. ”

“Don't dare, don't dare to see the old ancestor's golden noodles, I have waited for the third century to repair Xianfu. ”

“Yeah, wait a minute. What is it? ”

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With the humble voice, the wizards beneath were like this bit of infantile old monster salute, Lin Xuan had to bow together in order not to attract attention, but he looked at the old man's face and suddenly his face changed wildly... (to be continued, if you want to know what happened, please go to www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)