Tempered Immortal

After entering Yunling Mountain, Tian Xiaojian bumped all the way to bump into each other, and the danger also met a lot.

But no matter whether the trap is good or forbidden, or the demon now appears, it can only kill the cloud-in-the-clock fairy, and with the power of Tian Xiao Sword, it is not enough to threaten him.

But this cunning guy, too, sees the inconvenience here.

Originally he came here, but learned that Lin Xuan was a little curious after his infancy, and is naturally reluctant to continue to take risks.

With some hesitation, Tian Xiaojian has planned to go back the same way.

Although the surrounding area was full of mist, by the time he arrived, Tian Xiaojian had been marked with secrets and darkness.

It's much safer to follow the same path.

However, the light of Tian Xiaojian's sword was still not quick, and he quietly sacrificed several kinds of protective treasures. After all, he had seen too many brothers' bones along the way.

Though it's much deeper to be self-absorbed, you don't dare to be careless.

“Huh!”

Tian Xiaojian suddenly faded and stopped. A small mountain peak stood in front of him.

The young master of the pharmacy's eyes sparkled and his expression sank.

If he remembers correctly, it should be a tunnel, not a mountain peak.

Cold eyes swept around, nothing wrong, but the color of caution on Tian Xiaojian's face grew stronger.

He didn't believe he would remember correctly. After all, almost everyone could have done it if he was a fairy fixer.

Tian Xiaojian glanced and reached out his hand without saying a word, holding it in front of his chest, and suddenly a magic flash flew out of the body, beating a roll, and turned into a raging ray, severely chopping it on the mountain peak.

Boom! Boom!

Crushed stone splashes and falls like rain.

The whole hill was cut down by him, and there was still no abnormality.

Tian Xiaojian's eyes flashed a little doubt. Is it possible that he really remembered wrong?

Slightly thinking, he was re-wrapped in magic and slowly flew to the mountain peak.

And an almost faint shadow emerged quietly, as if it were behind him.

Tian Xiaojian seemed to have no idea.

That phantom joy, his eyes were less than three feet away from the target, suddenly a twist, turned into a ghost face, bite hard.

Click...

The sound of a tooth collision, the phantom bit into the sky, the field sword blurred, and then disappeared without a trace.

The black light flashed, the ghost face had been cut in half, a three-foot blue blade in the eye curtain, an ancient form of fairy sword.

“Ah!”

And the moment the ghost face was wiped out, a terrible scream came, and then next to a big tree by the road, a gorgeous woman fell and collided.

This woman is about in her early thirties. She can't say how young she is. Her face is only medium, but her body is extremely hot...

Barefoot and clearly practiced with charm, he is actually a middle-aged fairy practitioner of Yuan Baby.

But at this moment, it is the fury of her face. The ghost face that was just exterminated is the shadow puppet she practiced.

It is also a kind of distraction, nature is connected to the main mind, after the meteor, energy will be greatly damaged.

“Oh, I didn't expect Fourth Sister to be here, my little brother is really disappointed.” Tian Xiaojian's mouth revealed a gentle smile, yet the vicious light flashed through his eyes.

The woman was also a disciple of the elder from the pharmacy, nominally the same door as him, but secretly regarded his little brother as a nail in the eye and a meat prick.

If it hadn't been for my own crew, even if it hadn't fallen, it would have definitely been seriously injured.

“You... how did you find me?” Women's faces are full of poisonous colors, yet when combined with Fei Kung, there is a different temptation in the eyes of men.

“Sister, that's a good question, but do you think I'll tell you?” Tian Xiaojian spoke sarcastically, and the other party's feat had no effect on him.

Reaching out his hand, the fairy sword demon glittered. It was in front of him that he easily refined the successful magic treasure, the Heartbreak Sword.

“Okay, okay, little brother, you're fine, but you're not going to live today.” The woman's voice fell, reached out her hand, slapped between her waists, and a flag was sacrificed by her.

Teachers have always preferred the boy, even deliberately passing on his mortar, which is naturally something their first disciples would not want to see.

However, in the main altar, people have eyes and eyes, and there is a teacher to protect them. Although they hate Tian Xiaojian so much, they dare not do anything about it, but now...

The mountain crisis is heavy, and countless monks have fallen here. This is the best place to kill your little brother, don't worry about leaving behind any aftermath.

This woman wanted to sneak up with a shadow puppet, so she could save a lot of strength. How could she know that the distracted puppet that she had so easily sacrificed died in the other hand?

She was shocked and angry, and finally decided to do it herself.

“Oh, would you like me to send your soul back to the land?” Tian Xiaojian spoke softly and slowly.

“Don't be ashamed! ”

The woman did not put his threat in her eyes at all. How long did the boy condense into a yuan baby? After more than a hundred years of progress, the strength of the two can not be said the same day. The kid can only kiss the teacher's ass and make it worthless to say nothing.

A trick went out.

The flag rose and a dusty hurricane swept into the ground, shocking and squeezing the past towards its opponents.

“Huh!”

Tian Xiaojian had no fear on his face. He reached out his hand and slowly went forward, scolding softly: “Sick! ”

The sword flashed, and layers of ghosts appeared, like the raging tide, sweeping towards the hurricane...

The other side.

At the top of a mountain, a teenager in a blue shirt stood proud, dancing around his body with hundreds of blue swords.

The noise was incredible.

Behind the teenager stands a beautiful and flowery young girl, also manipulating a short sword magic treasure, the green light flowing away, but obviously not as relaxed as the teenager.

Around their bodies, thousands of monstrous beasts are dancing.

Looks like a skull-sized eyeball with bat-like wings. It looks bizarre.

Wu Yunye is also a friar of the Gedan period, and was born in the Xia family. Later, he visited Ouyang Qin Xin as a teacher. By the way, she is also a well-educated and knowledgeable woman. But this monster is in front of her. Don't talk about it before, I haven't even heard of it.

From those eyeballs, a black light column can be emitted, powerful enough to compare to the full blow of the Brothers of the Middle Foundations.

If there are only a few of them, Wu Yun himself is capable of enemies and can do thousands, there is absolutely no way to fight back.

But Uncle Lin in front of me doesn't seem to work hard...

In fact, along the way, Lin Xuan has shown too much surprising strength, demons, traps, restraints, and some dangers that are not famous at all, which he has downplayed and dissolved.

Yuan Baby's middle-aged monk, Wu Yun, is not unknown. The nickname of Qiaochi Fairy is not whitewashed. She is naturally sweet, so Ouyang Qin loves it. She also took her to participate in Yuan Baby Grade Trading.

Though she doesn't have the strength to exchange anything, long term insights are also good.

At the trade fair, she had seen the middle-aged seniors of the two meta-baby, and although the heavens and the earth changed color for them, it was obviously not an order of magnitude compared to this Master Lin.

Is this uncle an archbishop, but lies to himself that it is the middle term?

No wonder Wu Yuncher thought so. After all, with her coarse period of cultivation, she could only sense that Lin Xuan was Yuan Baby Senior, but the specific situation was vague and vague, all listened to Lin Xuan himself.

Along the way, Lin Xuan displayed his magic without mentioning it for the time being, saying that in front of him, those green swords were only released by his hand, and no magic treasure was applied, but the power was actually stronger than his own Xuan Qing sword.

A teacher who respected his former friends, but Pyongzhou should not be a wasteland, so there would be such a magnificent monk.

Wu Yun was curious, but looked at Lin Xuan more and more respectfully.

Bloody rain, but it was all blocked by a blue light screen. Lin Xuan expanded the scope of the Nine Heavens Spiritual Shield, and Wu Yunye was covered in it, so that there would be no danger.

Though the sword power is sharp, the number of monsters is too high, and after a full meal of kung fu, they were finally slaughtered.

Lin Xuan took the trick and put his hands down, staring at the body under his feet, silent.

“Uncle, are these the demons you speak of?” Wu Yunye's weak voice came into his ear and seemed a little afraid to disturb Lin Xuan.

“Well, demons, where are they so weak, these are just demonized ordinary beasts.” The corner of Lin Xuan's mouth shows a hint of irony.

Although it is only some low-order demonization, with so many, it is almost certain that a fairy under the age of Yuan will die when encountered.

This is a very powerful junction, and it looks like it's not far from the heart.

“What, a demonized ordinary beast?” As soon as Wu Yun was stunned, he then showed an incredible look on his face.

“What, you think I'm talking nonsense? ”

“Uncle Shifu, how dare Yun?” The teenage girl was frightened, and she lowered her head and whispered.

“Don't be afraid, Lin is not such a weird guy.” Lin Xuan's face showed a gentle smile. He said that Wu Yun's face at the center was red. Most Yuan Baby and Old Man had a strange temper, and this Master Lin was as gentle as his teacher's. No wonder they were friends.

Lin Xuan didn't know what the girl was thinking. She bounced. A blue Xia flew out of her fingers. A roll of the body of a monster was taken out not far away. A dark and bright bead was then read out. Then another trick hit her up. The light of the body flashed and the shape actually changed.

Lin Xuan's face was calm, but Wu Yun couldn't help staring at her eyes and covering her hands. Her voice became stubborn: “No... it's impossible, this is...”

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