Tempered Immortal

Lin Xuan has naturally never seen the Mixed Ancestors. However, this person is not the legendary Yuan Baby Old Monster. However, he can be sure of this. There is no reason for this. Lin Xuan's nine days of Xuan Gong is the true law of the Taoist family. Among them, there is a magical talent to see the disguise.

Breaking Illusions and Obstructive Eyes!

The elderly in front of them seem to be changing with spells.

Although Lin Xuan had limited power and could not see through his true face, he could only know that someone was impersonating him.

What the hell is going on? Where is the Mixed Elder?

Lin Xuan felt uncomfortable in his heart. It seemed that it was the right choice to leave immediately, but he was going to get the psychotropic medicine. He would regret giving up for the rest of his life. Even if it was a bet, he had to fight at this time.

“Master, this witchcraft congress has come to a successful conclusion, and all twelve disciples, from nine tribes, are here.” The old man with the Ye surname took a step forward, respectfully speaking.

The other two masters, Yunfeng and the middle-aged woman, dared not come out.

“Mmm.” Ancestor Yuan nodded, his eyes swept over the faces of the twelve young wizards. Everyone showed excitement, as did Lin Xuan, but his heart naturally laughed.

The rest is simple, and how many witchcraft congresses have been held in millions of years is naturally clear to everyone.

Incense burning, worship of ancestors, and a series of complex ceremonies took two hours to complete.

Lin Xuan is naturally already impatient, but can only endure it.

“Well, you all come up and pick up Lindane.” Ancestor Mixed's eyes were half open and half closed, so faintly said.

The young wizards who entered the top 12 were not unhappy. For them, Lindane was a minor thing. After all, they didn't need it anymore. The real motivation was to visit the Mixed Ancestors.

This is not only an honor. Two hundred years ago, it was also a witchcraft contest. Young witches who won a third place in a small tribe were caught in the eyes of the Mixed Ancestors and were included as disciples in the room...

It is not surprising that there is no such treatment instead of taking the head. The so-called opportunity, the ancestors think of qualifications. In terms of spiritual roots, the third place is better, but there is no famous master, and there is a lack of spiritual instruments to take advantage of.

And when he prayed to his ancestors as a teacher, he was like a trapped dragon rising to heaven, progressing a thousand miles a day, unable to clean up, and now he is a wizard of the Gedan period, and among the same ranks, there is still a lot of fame.

If you can be seen by your ancestors, don't talk about disciples in the room, even if it's just a name, the benefits are countless!

These young people's eyes are so hot, Lin Xuan naturally noticed that the corner of their mouth is slightly up, pathetic and lamentable. The person in front of them is not a real Yuan Baby Monster. Their performance is kind of eye-catching for the blind.

At this time, Lin Xuan also figured out if this guy was faking, what happened to the Moon people, so why bother to think about it? Just get the psychotropic medicine, by the way, and the map. Mindful of this, Lin Xuan turned to look in the direction of the star palace.

However, this look made him open his mouth to the boss, not just him, every wizard present, turned his head, his face was full of amazement, many people thought he was wrong...

First a shocking explosion came into their ears, and then the star palace, which they regarded as a sacred place, actually set fire to the bear.

In the light of fire, countless black rays of light flew out, gathered together and turned into middle-aged men in their forties, looking elegant and elegant.

Lin Xuan's face suddenly turned pale.

Hao Tian Ghost Emperor!

At this moment, however, the old monster's hair is scattered and his clothes are broken, as if he had eaten something dark.

Other wizards are even more alarmed:

“Who is this man? ”

“Never seen him. Is he an outsider? ”

“But he fixed it as...”

“Deep and unpredictable, is it the fixer of the peak of the cotton phase? ”

“I don't know. ”

……

Others were merely speculating, but Yunfeng, Ye surname elderly, middle-aged beautiful women were full of horrible faces and looked at each other.

“Ye Daoyou, who is this man? How can there be other Yuan Baby Monsters in Queyue City? ”

“I also don't know, the Moon size 36 tribe, apart from the teacher, I haven't heard who advanced to the Yuan infancy.” At this moment, the old man with the Ye surname couldn't help but disagree with Yunfeng. He stared.

“The two Daoists found no, this guy was so shady, it seemed... not like a human being.” The middle-aged woman never said anything, but she said it at this moment, but it smelled a little rocky.

The other two listened, spooked naturally, and then they turned their heads to the Mixed Elder ancestors on the stage, and at this moment, this infantile monster, naturally, is their main bone.

But at this moment, there was a sound of suspicion in the crowd, only to see another fly out of the ruins of the star palace.

He's tall and sounds like Hung Zhong. Isn't he the Mixed Elder himself?

And who will be on the ring?

The wizards shouted, and the three old Ye men, looking at each other, did not hesitate to shake their figure, and came to him.

The spiritual light flashed, and the three sprayed their magic treasure, wrapping him in the middle in the "product” shape.

“Who the hell are you?” The middle-aged beauty Willow Eyebrow has risen upside down.

However, the man did not panic, reached over his face and revealed his original appearance, but was a middle-aged wizard with a black red face.

“Third Brother, how come it's you?” The old man with the Ye surname was full of surprises.

Yunfeng and the middle-aged beautiful woman obviously knew the same person, with the same weird face.

“Big Brother, no wonder the two Daoists ordered his younger brother to act like him in order to confuse the Hao Tian Ghost Emperor. ”

“What, Ghost Emperor, are those monsters in the Valley of the Shadows?” The face of the cloud peak shows a horrible colour.

“Not bad, the Yin and Qin have restarted their war.” The black-faced wizard said with a solemn expression: “This guy came here to join forces with us against the Qin monks. ”

“Together, that's a good idea.” Yunfeng touched his chin, with some interfaces of interest.

“Yun Daoyou, you can be wrong about this sentence. As the saying goes, our hearts must be different if we are not our kind. We and the Qin people have deep blood feuds, but we are human beings after all, how can we join hands with the Yin Soul?” The black-faced monk frowned and opened his mouth with great enlightenment.

Yunfeng listened, didn't distinguish much, but the expression on his face, obviously didn't think so.

“Bitter Taoist, since the Emperor Hao Tian Ghost is here to seek cooperation, how can he fight with his ancestors? ”

“Humph, these shady spirits are simply not credible, maybe they are willing to cooperate, but seeing the master deliberately procrastinate brings up the idea of our Moon heirloom...” The Blackface Wizard hates. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)