Tempered Immortal

Lin Xuan did not dare to stop, took a breath out for hundreds of miles. This led him to find a hidden place, stop and rest, take out the Dan medicine to swallow, and sit on his knees. After a few hours, Lin Xuan's strength finally fully recovered.

With a breath of turbidity, Lin Xuan Zhenzheng rose. He recognized a direction and turned into a rainbow, heading towards Lin Yashan.

On this trip, the harvest was naturally extremely rich, but in the end it was gray, and if it wasn't for a little luck, it would have fallen into the hands of Peacock Fairy.

Ultimately, he still lacks strength, and his own cultivation is divine. Although he far surpasses his fellow Brothers, he has no power to fight back against old monsters of the Yuan Baby level.

Of course, there is no way. The realm is one level higher. That is the difference between the heavens and the earth. Old monsters like the hundred poisonous gods are the only ones.

Lin Xuan stretched out his tongue and licked some dry corners of his mouth. People were precious and self-aware. He never expected himself to be able to fight the Yuan Baby Elder Chamber, but only hoped that in their hands, there was a little way to save his life.

At the very least, the situation is wrong and there is an opportunity to apply oil to the soles.

It seems that after this return to the mountains, we will have to find a way to cultivate more powerful magical magic skills, or collect materials and refine the magic treasure. Although the power of several ancient treasures is not small, it is still a little less colorful than the magic treasure recorded in the cultivated method.

Lin Xuan hurried along, thinking in his heart, and his rainbow gradually became dim. Although Peacock Fairy had gone away, Lin Xuan felt that he should be careful.

The journey is fine, the day has turned west. Although it has been flying for most of the day, Lin Xuan's repair is not tired. He is preparing to rush for the night, but a few lights are coming from afar, and there are also spiritual shocks.

Lin Xuan frowned and stopped glowing.

One more thing is less than one thing. With Lin Xuan's heart, when he encountered this situation, he naturally took a detour, but with a slight hesitation, he flew over in flames.

There is a natural reason for this.

Lin Xuan left the sect for a long time, and then spent most of the year in the Kuiyin Mountains. To what extent does the war between the monks and the spirits go on? He can say that he has no idea. Naturally he wants to find someone to understand one or two. Otherwise, once he returns to the gate, he is captured Zhuang Ding. Isn't that unjust?

This one.

As for the second point, what greatly disturbed Lin Xuan was that during this half-day period, he flew for tens of thousands of miles, and the places he passed, it cannot be said that they were all very remote, but there were no half-human shadows, and the occasional encounter of several villages had no chance of survival. Lin Xuan's heart gradually had a bad feeling.

Lin Xuan is anxious to find out what the current situation is in Pyongzhou, and the fire and burst sound ahead is loud, but in Lin Xuan's view, the level of fighting is limited, and does not pose a threat to himself at all, which is why he dared to go.

Although Lin Xuan did not fly fast, it took only a few minutes, and a clear scroll quickly appeared in front of him.

The fire sparkled, and a team of monks fought with the ghosts.

However, Lin Xuan swept away with his mind, but laughed dumbly. Although the scale of the struggle was quite small, the modifications of both sides were insufficient.

On the Brothers' side, there are about twenty or thirty, but with the exception of the first few, who are foundational fairy repairers, the others are just low-ranking disciples of the spiritual period.

As for the shady soul, the number is even greater and the appearance is rather frightening, yet the means of attack are negligible, as are some of the lowest fierce spirits.

Lin Xuan did not hide the meaning of the cultivation, and soon both sides discovered the outsider.

The brothers were in a commotion and countless people were overwhelmed with excitement. From the scene, they were indeed in the downwind. They thought that this time the felony was rare, but they didn't expect strong help to come.

“This seniors, also ask for help, the seniors cannot thank you enough, will definitely give you a heavy reward.” As a clear voice enters his ear, Lin Xuan turns around and is an elderly man in a white robe.

He was also among the highest in this group of monks, at the height of the foundation period, but at his age, the hope of this life is almost nil.

“Senpai, help me. ”

“Please also use the Great Divine Spirit. ”

“Please. ”

……

Others also spoke. At one time, the sound of seven mouths and tongues entered the ear. Lin Xuan had no difficulty in their meaning. Lift up his hand and pat it on a storage bag between his waist. The light flashed. Dozens of charms have been sacrificed.

Hail fireballs, lightning wind rolls, these were previously refined human order tokens, Lin Xuan has now been repaired into great progress, since there is no use, here is considered to be playing waste heat.

Though the power is not outstanding, these ghosts are just the lowest, and soon the gloom of the sky is swept away.

As soon as this predecessor made his move, those monks were so happy that they each sacrificed the apparatus in their hands and besieged the leaking fish.

The situation was reversed, the shadows roared Lian Lian, Lin Xuan eyebrows slightly picked, did not intend to waste time here, raised hands, emitted several white swords from the fingers, flashed away, pierced several of the most powerful vagina holes.

Without the chief, the more the other Uyghs panicked, the shorter a tea, the cleaner it was by the human brothers.

“Master, all dead, no leaking fish. ”

After listening to his men's words, the old man in the white robe relieved his breath and raised his hand to wipe a drop of sweat on his forehead. Fortunately, if a ghost ran away, it would be a real trouble.

It gave the doorman disciples an eye to clean the battlefield, and the apparatus used by these ghosts, though odd, could also be exchanged for crystals.

And he himself, respectfully like Lin Xuan, flew past, bent over to salute: “Latter-day Luo Tianren met with his predecessor. He was grateful for his help. If he had any instructions, I would definitely go to the Yangmen to dance in the soup fire and do my best. ”

“Chaoyang Gate?” Lin Xuan frowned slightly and didn't remember a thing in his heart. If he hadn't heard of it alone, it would have been that the other party's doorman was too small.

The elderly in front of them, as the lord of the door, are merely the cultivation of the peak of the foundation period, and it seems that most of the time the latter is the case.

Lin Xuan thought of this as soon as he thought about it, but he didn't have a despicable look on his face: “Well, you are Brother Chaoyang Gate, do you know where this place is, why have you encountered ghosts here, have they killed into the heart of Pyongzhou? ”

Lin Xuan asked several questions in a row, and the old man who called himself Luo Tianren listened, but looked at Lin Xuan with a curious expression. Then he seemed to feel that this was a little disrespectful. He hurriedly lowered his head. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)