Tempered Immortal

Chapter 637: The Power of Seven Star Island Fuyu

However, it is not that simple. Lin Xuan's appearance is perfectly indulgent, but his heart is actually quite stubborn. He has not yet tasted this Fu Bao, and is now using it a little reluctantly.

But that's it, and the only thing left is a hard scalp.

“Go!”

Lin Xuan pointed a little at the little sword. The sword suddenly burst out an astonishing light, turning into a brilliant ray, severely splitting like each other.

The baby's expression was heavy, the light reached out to hold his fist, hammered his chest, opened his mouth, and exhaled a strand of corpse gas.

The corpse gas had only a small thumb thickness, but it was completely different from the previous one. It was actually pure black and turned into a ghost fork, facing Fubo.

They collided in the middle of the air, but were silent and seemingly bizarre.

For a while, there seemed to be a convergence.

Lin Xuan and the light shadow were motionless, constantly changing the magic trick, manipulating the pharmacy on his side.

……

Soon, the time for a cup of tea passed.

Lin Xuan is fine, although his powers are drastically depleted, but with his repair, he can support several times as much time, and the corpse infant is becoming more and more anxious.

Without him, this mystery of phantom falsehood would have greatly damaged energy, and now he is forced to drive his own corpse, even if he wins, his own fate will not be better.

His eyes fluttered and he was already trying to find a void and sneak off. Although he was reluctant to hand over the treasure, nature was more important than his own life.

Meanwhile, the other side of the Jade Xuan Sect.

Boom!

A loud noise broke open an unmarked burst of mountain walls, a large hole of several squares was blown out, and then two rays of light flew out.

The glow converged, revealing the look of two old monsters.

“Psst, I didn't expect this bloody manta hole to be more difficult than I thought.” Tortoise spit hard, some depressed talk.

“Huh, nothing. Those blood bats aren't enough for fear, just a few more.” The image of Master Bitter is no better, but he seems quite happy.

“Daoist said this because you killed the Blood Manta King and thought it was a good idea.” The tortoise demon looked at the old monster beside him and said some dissatisfaction.

When they crossed the Blood Manta Cave, they encountered tens of thousands of monster attacks, which were not worth mentioning in the realm of the Blood Manta, but the ants bit more dead elephants, so many low-order demonic beasts, which actually cost them a fortune.

The master of bitterness was also full of shadows at first, but when the eyes were about to break out of the cave, he met a different monster, the third-stage blood manta, the king of these herds of demonic beasts. The strength of this blood manta is equivalent to that of a fairy repairer in the late stage of coagulation. Although the wisdom was not fully opened, he was able to communicate with it.

Seeing the demonic beast in the form of a turtle, the Blood Manta King showed a very humane color of fear. He was trying to greet his men to stop the attack, but the Master of Bitterness quietly pasted it in the past, exerted his magic skills, and killed the Blood Manta King with a thunderbolt that was less than concealed. He cramped his skin and removed the demon Dan.

The tortoise demon saw this scene in his eyes. Although nothing was said on his mouth, his heart was naturally completely uncomfortable. The so-called rabbit died of fox sadness. He had no sympathy with the Blood Manta King. As a demon, he saw a monk take away his kind of demon Dan, and naturally he would create an anger in the sky.

Apart from fighting demons in the ancient times, there was no harmony between monks and monsters.

Of course, now is not the time to turn your face, but wait for the treasure to show up...

The master of bitterness raped the cunning, and the grievance of the turtle seemed to him, but so what? The two were only joining forces temporarily.

A three-order demon dan can be encountered but cannot be demanded and can be used to refine and improve the dan medicine. Of course, it will not let go of itself.

One man and one demon are pregnant with ghosts, and the flesh and blood do not laugh, but they are careful to maintain each other's allies.

“Tortoise, how long is the treasure palace going to take?” Finally, the master of bitterness coughed dry and then spoke.

“Oh, Bitter Brother, what are you panicking about, you didn't find that we have come to the front mountain of the Jade Xuan Sect.” The Turtle Demon grins and hides as many grievances as possible.

“Oh?” Master Bitter stunned, hurriedly releasing his mind, quickly gained, and a few more smiles on his face: “Nice, the spirituality here is really a lot denser than just now, it seems that Brother Tortoise did not take the wrong path. ”

“Hmm, you still don't believe in a tortoise? ”

“Where, that's what I said, I lost my word.” The Bitter Master spoke with a little apology.

The tortoise demon hummed and revealed his dissatisfaction. Of course, he would not continue to ask anything. He silenced for a moment before re-saying: “Come on, let's go to the treasure palace. ”

Naturally, the Master of Bitterness has no objection, and the two old monsters have made their way, like flying forward.

A moment later, the red light flashed, and a picturesque nun came out of the blood bat cave. However, unlike a demon, the woman was spotlessly stained with fiber dust all over her body, as if she were just walking in the idle courtyard.

Looking in the direction of the disappearance of the two old monsters, a glimpse of ridicule appeared at the corner of the fairy's mouth: "Each carrying a ghost foetus, even if you want to collect treasure, is just to make a wedding dress for this fairy. ”

After talking about this woman's willow waist, her figure disappeared from the spot. The magic of her magic technique is probably the secret of the Nine Days of Xuan Gong, but it also needs to be slightly weaker.

……

Boo!

The flying sword of Fubao passed through the shadow of light, a body illusioned by secret magic, and was instantly broken.

After a struggle, the death of the other party was finally difficult to follow. Lin Xuan took the upper hand, but even if he broke the other party's magic talent, his expression was not easy, because the corpse and baby disappeared.

Do you want to run?

Lin Xuan had long anticipated that the magic of formation had been instigated by mindfulness. This power is not daring to say that it is very great, but since the other party is in it, don't try to move or hide the whereabouts.

Boom! Boom!

Indeed, more than a dozen lengths away on the left side were detonated to conceal the thunderstorm, and the noise subsided, leaving no doubt about the whereabouts of the corpse and infant.

At this time, he looked very weak, looked like Lin Xuan's face, and was filled with resentment.

Unfortunately, there is no use in hatred. The immortal world speaks with strength.

Lin Xuan's right hand flied slightly, the Nine Days Ming Moon Ring once again emitted a spiritual light, flying out of it an ice cream, spreading his teeth and dancing claws, and jumping at each other.

The baby and the corpse showed a little fear, and by this time he was infirm, and if he continued to fight, he might have collapsed.

Panicked into a light, he had to flee, but in the formation, where could he run, every time a thunderstorm struck him back?

He finally despaired when he saw that the ice was only a stone's throw away from him: "Daoyou's mercy is with me, and I am willing to be your lord. ”

“Oh?” Lin Xuan's sleeve robe swept, a naked hand appeared, and the corpse and baby did not resist, leaving him to catch himself. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)