Tempered Immortal

Lu Ying-er could not help but be stunned when he saw the situation in the palace.

Although she is still nominally Lord of the Baixuan Palace, now that both sides have torn their faces apart, does she not understand that it is foolish to risk being alone?

Low-level monks, for the time being, the elders of the cotton age have moved silly, their eyes have become cold, but no one has moved first. These are old monsters who have lived for centuries, naturally they will not compete as the first birds. Let's look at the situation first.

After all, there's a dollar of fairy repair behind each other. Is it here too?

Thinking about it, the Gedan brothers had to show their faces and unleash their consciousness and search nearby.

“Oh, you don't have to look. With your little kung fu, you think you can find Lin something? ”

The sound of clarity entered the ear, only to see the original empty corner of the hall, a sudden gleam of spiritual light, then the shadows of the two gradually became clearer.

First a teenager, overnight green shirt, medium body, no appearance at all, yet a trembling power has emerged all over him.

Needless to say, nature is Lin Xuan.

Despite the psychological readiness to feel this child's yuan infancy cultivated, the monks' faces changed dramatically and their cowardly bodies trembled.

Though there are many of them, the Yuan Baby Monster's cultivation is unpredictable and cannot be resisted by such an unanimous people as them.

And beside Lin Xuan, there is also a young girl, who stands respectfully, is full-bodied, looks delightful, and looks at Lin Xuan with more admiration. It is Liu Xi who is this woman.

Ma Yuntong's expression was no better. Though he was surprised that Lu Yinger's repair had advanced rapidly, but after the arrival of a large number of helpers, he had settled his mind. He was trying to greet the people as widows and kill this woman. How could he know that the most worrying thing still happened!

Masterful, most distracted, his heart was frightened for a lifetime, the situation suddenly became more and more unfavourable, the jade green light bracelet hovered and danced, the spiritual light flashed, forcing the purple blood knife backwards in succession.

The rebel monks had to be stunned, stunned and made a very strange look. They also heard that the two chiefs of the pavilion had condensed into a golden dan. But in such a short time, I'm afraid, the realm has not yet stabilized. How can it be repaired so suddenly?

Speaking of this technique of spiritual possession, it is really weird. Because it is borrowing the body of a living person by the soul, the moon child's realm, although it has reached the false infancy, its strength is only slightly discounted, but those people's knowledge sweeps, but what they see is only Lu Ying-er's cultivation.

So they really don't understand how early monks can force late monks to do more than that, which completely disrupts their perception of the immortal world.

The most fearful thing about man is the unknown, these belligerent elder offerings, at this moment a mysterious pavilion lord has emerged from time to time unknown awe.

With Lin Xuan's heart, it is natural to see the changes in the expression of these people. It is easy to guess what they fear in their hearts and nod their heads in darkness. This trip has initially achieved its purpose.

He held his chest with his hands and his expression stood still.

One yuan old baby monster was deterred by the side, others naturally did not dare to move slightly, some lowered their heads, some turned their eyes, obviously dark thinking about what.

Lin Xuan turned a blind eye and took control of everything. He turned his eyes to the two of them to fight.

Ma Yuntong was more anxious than others, and as a rebel leader, he knew that he could never let go of himself.

The situation was already very unfavourable, and there was no movement on the side of Tianjin, but the opposite party attacked its nest.

After being careless and losing all the time, all we have to do now is find a way to see how to escape and then go to Heaven to ask the elder who left the pharmacy for help, without a chance to turn the plate over.

Ma Yuntong thought harshly. However, this idea has not yet been turned, but his face has changed dramatically. After a battle between the Magic Blood Knife and the other party's weird bracelet, not only has the light dimmed a lot, but there are numerous small cracks hidden on the surface...

This object is his natural treasure, and it took countless efforts to cultivate success. Ma Yuntong greatly deplored it, and his heart was furiously crossed.

Reach out and pat on the storage bag, a fist-sized bead is sacrificed.

Oddly enough, this bead is still attached to a charm, like a seal to suppress something.

Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed, but his face revealed a few playful colors.

Liu Xi also seemed to feel different, his face appeared a little solemn.

Ma Yuntong reached out and did not hesitate to unravel it.

A dark haunted fog sprayed out, hidden inside a sharp howl, and a fierce bloody atmosphere spread around.

“Blood ghost beads! ”

Lin Xuan's face showed a hint of surprise. I didn't expect that someone would actually taste this heinous thing.

The so-called bloodghost, by definition, is also a monster in the pubic realm, and must be of the rank of the Ghost King. After being restrained by the monks with their magic skills, it is cultivated by secret methods. The process is similar to that of alchemy, but it is much more dangerous.

The weird thing about it is that, for the time being, it is said that every few days, the master must feed the blood-guys with his own blood in order to suppress the regurgitation of this madness.

Because blood ghosts are hard to find and breeding methods are too cumbersome, this is rarely the case.

But as the saying goes, losing the East Doll, harvesting mulberry elms, raising blood ghosts is difficult, but this monster is powerful, and many people covet it in secret.

Although Lin Xuan also knew that Ma Yuntong cultivated the art of ghost warfare, he did not expect the other party to have this treasure.

The bloody ghost was still ravaged decades ago, he unintentionally gained it, and it was then refined according to secret methods, in which he naturally suffered a lot, but similarly, a number of powerful enemies died in his hands, traditionally regarded as killers, the last self-defense cards.

This time things changed too quickly, not only did Lu Ying-er repair to be surprisingly tall, but there was also a one-dollar old monster next to him, so he sacrificed blood ghost again.

Of course, hope will not prevail, but it will definitely put Lu Ying child in danger. The Yuan Baby Monster both valued this woman and couldn't avoid saving her hands, so she could escape.

Even so, blood ghosts are ruined, but treasure is nothing compared to life.

In peace of mind, this man's decision to slaughter is also a generation of heroes, but unfortunately he became Lin Xuan's opponent.

Besides, some things don't necessarily work out the way he thinks.

The haunted fog quickly covered the range of dozens of square circles, and Lu Yingzi's figure was naturally submerged, but the woman's face had no fear, even a slight surprise.

Blood ghost, if you change to a fellow monk, 89 out of 10 will also have a headache. However, it is a shadow soul, and the cultivator is also a ghost master. Such a thing is simply an undesirable treasure. The little girl will look for it long ago, but she can't find it. How can she be unhappy when someone comes to the door for free today?

Even better, the haunted fog wrapped his figure, and the sight of the bystanders was similarly blocked, so that he could use his own magical treasure without binding his hands and feet.

According to the saying, Heavenly sin, can live, self-inflicted sin, cannot live, this Ma Yuntong is simply a cocoon bondage.

Lu Ying-er's lips revealed a slight "sweet” smile, but that smile was just a little weird.

The jade arms lifted and the palms of the palms were bright red, yet there was a ghost flash, and a small magic handkerchief floated in the palms of the palms.

“This...”

Ma Yuntong stared at him. He is also a ghost fixer. How can you not see that this treasure is extremely shady, obviously only a ghost fixer can practice it, and there are a few points like the treasure of the great demon.

But Lu Ying-er practiced not authentic Taoist magic, but also had nothing to do with ghost ways. What is this all about?

Ma Yuntong glared at his eyes, his fears were getting stronger and stronger, and there were some hidden regret ghosts obsessed, how good it would be if there was no rebellion.

But after all, he was a late Brother of Geldan, and his mind was extremely resilient. Soon, he put his timid thoughts behind his head. It was too late to say anything. The other party could not let go of this evil song.

He flashed a harsh color on his face, opened his mouth, a blade of light sprayed out, hard cut off a section of his left hand, blood flow like a bet, he put a bullet on the wound, then threw his broken arm like a bloody ghost.

What about ghostly people? They are also used by monsters in their bellies.

The red flashes in the eyes of the blood-guy, opening the mouth of the blood basin without hesitation, biting the broken arm, chewing it for a moment, and then swallowing it into his stomach.

Ho!

His whole human flame began to surge, his head was curved like a goat, his eyes flashed with the fierce light of brutality, and his ghostly spirit was like substance.

Lu Ying-er was not panicking. Instead, he closed his eyes and pinched a trick with each hand. There was a complicated and elusive spell coming out of his mouth. It seemed to mumble, like singing...

Then open your eyes and point forward.

The beast's soul rose sharply, quickly to the size of Joosh.

Then the face swayed like a wave of water, and a big hole appeared, and the bottom disappeared, and there was a strong ghost inside.

The bloody ghost had already flown, and when he saw it, it stopped, showing a little confusion on his face.

Note that for a ghost monster like him, his favorite place is the dark air, so Ma Yuntong refined the jewel just now as a shelter for blood ghosts. However, some of the jewels also have ghost air and yin, but compared to the thousands of spirits in the beast soul, it is not possible to speak the same day.

For the demon in front of the beast's soul, it is as if a drinker had suddenly encountered a delicious wine of glycerin. The temptation is conceivable. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)