Tempered Immortal

“I don't think so, too vain to come here with any plans. According to reliable sources, Zhang is too badly rebelled. ”

“What, too white a sword fairy?” Strong man's face shows surprise: “How is it possible that this man is so heavily weighted in Biyun Mountain, and so jealous of vengeance...”

“Humph, jealousy is like revenge, it's just a hypocrite. This person first looks at the demonic eyebrow, then doesn't know the shadow...”

The strong man was staring, unfortunately the old man was obviously reluctant to talk in detail, especially now was not the time to discuss it.

“Now that there may be an old monster blend, we can't handle this, just go back to the doorman and get his life back.” The old man touched his beard and asked for his advice.

The strong man naturally has no objection. If two yuan infant level old monsters are fighting each other, the remnants of the fight alone will suffice to annihilate all of them. He doesn't want to die in vain.

As for the rest of the foundational monks, the words were slight, let alone no one dared to make a fuss.

So Qingxiangmen turned around and flew back like the original road.

“Shit! ”

Too white sword fairy's eyebrows tightly tightened together, his face full of anger, this kid's genius, far exceeded his expectations. The attack of two Holy Beasts was blocked in a row.

It made his face a little bitter, and it seemed like he couldn't get rid of the kid without losing a lot of energy.

Open his mouth and another sperm of blood erupted. After absorbing the blood mist, White Tiger raised his head and yelled. The breath on his body became more and more violent.

Two front paws beat, suddenly, countless paw shadows appeared, dense numbness, accompanied by the “shuddering” of the broken voices, came towards Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan's face changed. He couldn't wait to think about it. He bounced one of his finest bounces, and a few pieces of charm hovered and danced. He turned into several colorful and colorful screens, blocking him.

However, the next moment, the thing that caused Lin Xuan to turn colorful appeared. The claw scene was like a broken bamboo, three light curtains in a row, like paper paste, easily tore by it into powder. You know, what you just sacrificed is not cheap goods, but rare hierarchical spirits.

White tiger strikes randomly, it actually has such terrible power.

The eye saw that the claw shadow had arrived three feet in front of him. Lin Xuan pinched, his figure twisted, and vanished sharply from the spot.

Zhang's expression was too white, his face flashed a little, unfortunately, and there were still some horrors in hiding.

“Shift, you can't believe you have such a deep divine talent. Didn't this method already be lost in the immortal world? ”

Lin Xuan's expression was shady and cold. Naturally, he would not explain anything like the other party. The body's powers flowed. He had already sacrificed the ball of immortality.

Shift shifts, though not as magical as instantaneous shifts, are also the ultimate in saving lives at critical moments.

The reason this magic is lost is because it is very difficult to cultivate. The good news is that the Nine Days of Xuan Gong was inherited from the ancient period, but there are still records in it.

Lin Xuan saw the hunting heart, and naturally took a lot of work. However, this kind of divinity is really difficult to practice. He has no grasp at all so far. He was also in a hurry, and his subconscious efforts were unfolding, but he did not expect to succeed.

Lin Xuan celebrated herself, but unfortunately there is no time to experience what it felt like just now.

On the surface, he naturally does not show any weak leakage, reach out and tie the fairy ball against the top of his head a little bit. This Bolton time magnifies and countless silver wires break out of it.

“What treasure is this? ”

For Lin Xuanbao's layers are infinite, Zhang Taibai is almost numb. If he ignores it, the instructions in God will be issued, urging the Holy Beast to attack quickly.

White tiger roared, wrapped in a glorious light, directly like Lin Xuan rushed over.

This is in Lin Xuan's arms. The big joy scolded him softly: “Sick! ”

Suddenly those silk threads were as if they were alive. They came up towards the Holy Beast, and the white tiger clawed a beat. In the roaring sound, countless claws appeared again.

Unlike just now, however, these silver wires appear thin and resilient. Instead of destroying them, the claw shadow wraps around the limbs of the white tiger.

White tiger is furious, furious, desperate to struggle, Lin Xuan will naturally not let go of it, will spiritual power, continue to inject into the ball of bound fairies, decompose more silver wire from inside.

Once again, time has stalled.

The colour of surprise on Zhang's white face had become poisonous and helpless. He had to give an order to the last Holy Beast to attack.

It was a giant firebird with more than a dozen lengths of wings and two wings stirred, and suddenly countless fist-sized red fireballs fell from the sky like rain spots.

Lin Xuan's face changed. Though his masterpieces were far above the same order of monks, this moment has reached its limit.

After all, controlling so many ancient treasures at the same time not only drains so much power, but also demands so much on God.

Good thing Lin Xuan still doesn't have a card.

“Moon! ”

“Yes, sir. ”

Along with the delight of her ears, the air shook, a beautiful girl appeared in the middle of the sky, facing the flames of the sky, but she had no fear at all, opened her sandalwood mouth, a ray of light flew out, the wind swept, but it was a pitch-black tiny.

The girl played a trick on it, accompanied by a terrible ghost cry, and countless ghost fog came out of it, and in a flash, it turned into a cloud of demons several acres in size.

What is even weirder is that in the cloud, the beast is enough, as if it were hiding countless demonic beasts.

A burst of black columns sprayed from it, and the sky began to pounce with the rain.

Suddenly, for several miles, the explosion continued. Lin Xuan dragged three demon beasts by himself, leaving only the peacock, fighting alone, but not the opponent of the moon.

Zhang Taibai was angry and crossed, but Lin Xuan sighed in the dark. If he had to, he didn't really want Moon to do it.

After all, besides the great demon pride, he is the second person to possess the Gedan period ghost pet. It is too horrible to pass on, and Ouyang Qin's heart must be kept secret for a while.

However, Lin Xuan naturally won't show mercy and let Moon destroy the Peacock. Since the monster is the natural treasure of the White Sword Fairy and destroys it, Zhang Taibai's heart will definitely be affected, and most of it will be seriously injured immediately.

After these days of cultivation, the power of the Beast Spirit is naturally far above the general top-level magic treasure, and even more expensive, the treasure has changed thousands of times, making it unprotected.

“Disease!”

Moon pointed a finger at the magic cloud, and suddenly flew out of the cloud several diameters and a bright black blade of light.

All things are like each other. Peacock is a fire, and these blades of light are the shadow of heaven and earth. Peacock feels threatened. He wants to hide on his side, but the moon has an unexpected pinch.

Pfft, a few more skull-sized turquoise fireballs flew out of it.

White bone fire!

In the distance, Zhang Taibai's face revealed a horrific color. This is a superior demon king's ability to carry out the magic. The girl in front of her is obviously clouded for a long time. Why can she use it? Is it because of that strange magic treasure?

PS: Sorry, I'm not feeling well today, that's the chapter. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)