Tempered Immortal

“Old monster, you're a fast man, well, I don't lie to real people, so long as you're willing to hand over the treasure, we won't do anything to kill you, at least let your soul impregnate?” The black-faced man was poked through a lie, but without any embarrassment on his face, he laughed and spoke.

It is true that there are several sincere words, the generation of the master of suffering hero, but there is no accepted reason, the spiritual revolution is no use, God knows whether to be a pig or a dog in the next life, even if you still throw into the body, can you go to the fairy path, still two words.

He gazed at the enemy, his eyes filled with resentment, and Lin Xuan was ignored all the time.

For these strange monks, the first priority is to destroy the master of suffering and take back the treasure in his hands. As for the old man who suddenly appeared next to him, he was not weak, but he was lonely and they naturally did not see it.

“What do you think, old monster? ”

“Gentlemen, don't be too arrogant. If you want your husband's life, I'm afraid it will break your teeth!” With no hope of escape, the Bitter Master's eyes flashed a strong color. Not bad. He did suffer serious injuries, but the saying is well said, a thin dead camel is bigger than a horse. If he is a brilliant infant fairy, he can only shackle his hands with humiliation. In any case, he has to spell it out.

The cloud swept, then spread out, revealing the look of the old monster, only his face was pale, his chest was even more bloodstained, the surrounding magic, although it kept pouring, but it was also weak at times, obviously in a very unstable state.

His grim eyes swept over the surrounding monks, and his face was full of resentment.

Lin Xuan saw, his eyebrows wrinkled, and he withdrew without moving his voice. Although his repair was not unprecedented, he still had the idea of touching the fish with water.

The sky grew more gloomy.

Wind!

The Master of Bitterness raised his head and roared like an animal in his throat. His face suddenly turned red as blood. A layer of substance appeared between his eyebrows.

“No, this old monster wants to use some kind of suppression technique. Don't hesitate, hurry up.” The person in the circle was also quite knowledgeable and did not hesitate to drink.

Until the voice fell, he reached out and patted on the storage bag, immediately flying out of it a pair of oily iron turns.

Others listened, equally afraid to slacken, and each festived his treasure.

Though there are no eighteen general weapons, the sword and trident of the knife guns, but so many friars of the cotton period together, the noise should not be underestimated.

Master Bitter's face revealed a bit of coagulation. If at the time of his full prosperity, he naturally did not see these younger generations in his eyes, but now he is seriously injured and he has only one out of ten and two left to fix.

Maybe it'll crash here!

Knowing that the situation was dangerous, Master Bitter dared not hide the awkwardness and rushed to sacrifice his magic treasure.

It was a bone of about a few lengths, the magic surged, and there were terrible ghosts crying. This unjust soul stick is a notorious and heinous thing.

Fear is also hidden in the faces of the brothers, but at this moment, it is an arrow on the string and has to be sent!

“Disease!”

Brother Blackface ring a little finger, that pair of iron turning spiritual flash, turned into two black dragons, fiercely towards the master of bitterness.

“Die! ”

Master Bitter will not hold his hand, each hand strangled a strange trick, the unjust soul man bone stick began to spin, a large cloud of demons spread around, in the cloud, countless unusual ghosts appeared.

The red flashes in the eyes of the ghosts, opening their mouths together, the green flames erupted from inside, and the iron crucified the dragon was blocked.

But soon after, the other monks sacrificed Pharaoh.

Boom and burst into the ears, the volume of the cloud is compressed step by step. Obviously, the old monster after injury, and no match for so many Brothers of the Gelden Period.

Lin Xuan's eyes were slightly squint and did not blend in. He simply used his mind to lock the body of the Master of Bitterness firmly.

Another moment of struggle, suddenly a thunderous burst into his ear, but it was the demonic fire that was broken, and Pharaoh began to surround the ghosts.

Pfft...

The master of bitterness sprayed a bite of blood, his face grew pale, suddenly, the cold light flashed, a flying knife appeared behind him strangely, poking hard at his vest.

Suddenly, Master Bitter had no time to hide.

Blood splash!

The brothers rejoiced, while he was ill, killing him, and the rest of Pharaoh severely cut off the body like an old monster.

Tigers are always tigers, and even former infant monks who are seriously injured do not dare to be careless.

Naturally, there is no mercy in having the chance to kill each other.

None was defeated, all Pharaoh was hit, but strange things happened, and Master Bitter's body burst into a broken rubble.

This sudden mutation stunned everyone.

“No... no, it's a double.” Brother Ringham is a very knowledgeable man.

The so-called double symbol, by definition, is also a special kind of symbol, but its preciousness, I'm afraid, is second only to that of Rubao.

To refine this symbol, fix it at least if the condenser stage, and for the symbol, it must also meet the requirements of the master level.

Even so, the success rate of refining this character is still pitifully low.

One or two times out of ten, it's a blessing.

You know, the material used to refine this symbol is invaluable, and if it fails, it can all be put into running water.

It can be assumed from this how precious this double symbol is, it occasionally appears in Fang Shi, you can always take a picture of the heavenly price of crystal stone... that huge number, but even Yuan Baby Old Monster still hurts meat.

But then again, it's more expensive, but it's definitely worth it, and it's a key moment, but it can save lives.

When Master Bitter photographed the alternate charm, he saved this thought. But he never thought about it and forced himself to use it. It was actually a few small Brothers of the Gelden Period.

With this symbol to resist the attack at this moment, his true body has been defeated by dozens of fathers, far from far, but has been surrounded.

The good man doesn't want to suffer, Master Bitter doesn't want to get involved, gentleman vengeance is not ten years late!

The old man's means were extraordinary. Unfortunately Lin Xuan stood beside him, and God had locked him in. Naturally, he was going to stop him at this moment.

In the blink of his sleeve, a flame of turquoise greenery flew out, circling halfway through the sky and turning into a little snake with a thick thumb.

On the surface it was not eye-catching, but the speed was extremely fast, and in the meantime, it came to the Master of Bitterness.

“You...” The old monster is so angry, if this person hadn't stopped him, he might have gotten away already. Now he's trying to escape the siege, and he's still the evil man in the way. It's intolerable! (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)