Tempered Immortal

Tian Xiaojian smiled without saying a word. He is an ordinary Yuan Baby Brother. Over the years, he not only practiced the magic of the Xuan Dynasty to rot and ripen, but also learned a lot of secrets from this master. Although he received many disciples from the pharmacy elder, he was the most admirable one. Other brothers and sisters did not really inherit the garment.

Of course, he wasn't in the mood to explain the woman in front of him. He still had a laugh in the corner of his mouth, but he was already dead.

“Sister, these things will be taken care of when your soul is gone. ”

The voice was not set, another trick came out, the sword flashed, the stacked ghosts appeared in the middle of the sky.

The preciousness of this treasure is not less than that of the beast's soul, and it has been cultivated by Tian Xiaojian for nearly a hundred years, making it even more powerful.

Those ghosts flashed, and the tide burst in furiously.

Women are terrified, but it's too late to hide. They can only bite their teeth once, remove the ribbon between their waists, and inject the magic into it.

A ten-length python appeared in front of him.

Treasure of the Spirit!

This woman is also a fairy fixer in the middle of Yuan Bao, and has naturally collected many treasures for centuries. This python belt is sealed with the soul of a three-order demonic beast, combined with the power of the legal treasure itself, and the illusory giant python can fight even in the face of the dragon.

Of course, she didn't have the luxury to block Tian Xiaojian and lifted her hands slightly, removing the earrings on her left hand, flashing a little on her face and sacrificing them.

The earrings had a strange shape and looked like a small silver carp.

The woman's cherry lips were slightly enlightened, she muttered an obscure spell, her hands changed, her earrings glowed and the wind rose, accompanied by a dazzling light, and a living flexibly emerged carp appeared above her head.

Instead of being the treasure of the spirits, it is like a true demon beast.

Tian Xiaojian eyebrows picked slightly, what is this magic treasure?

The carp was about three lengths long, glittered with silver light, one mouth, and sprayed countless silver blisters...

Though doubtful in his heart, Tian Xiaojian will naturally have no fear. As his mind drives him, the stacked ghosts have swarmed up.

The python tail swung and greeted him with no fear.

Soon, however, the victories were divided, and the ghosts alone were nothing, but many, as if infinitely, bite by bite, had bitten the giant python across the scales.

Then the ghost hit the silver carp and sprayed a blister, but it was melted away by ice and snow as if it had met Kexing.

Tian Xiaojian's face was so heavy, I didn't expect this woman to have this magic treasure in her hand. No... Unlike Fabao, there are some similar beast soul matches, but what demon beast would be so powerful, is it something of the upper realm?

Silver carp, I haven't even heard of it.

Is it the soul of the upper realm demon beast, made by the spiritual monks into a treasure similar to the beast soul match, brought to the lower realm?

Tian Xiaojian was merely speculative, but his face had to be stiffened up.

See the silver carp earrings are useful, the woman in red greatly relieves her breath, this treasure she got in an ancient tomb, indeed there are several categories of similarities with the beast soul.

Of course, the carriers are very different. After all, ordinary charm paper, even demonic beast fur, cannot carry the spirit of the great demon beast of the spiritual realm, not even the soul can be divided.

So using the refinery material, we made it look like an earring.

Powerful, but weak as a common beast soul, once the spiritual power is exhausted, this thing is useless.

Originally the woman in red was the lifeguard of the killer, at this moment, nature did not hesitate to make a sacrifice.

Damn the shadow was restrained by the blister, Tian Xiaojian's face was heavy, he grunted coldly, reached out his hand and gently moved forward.

The heartbreaking sword of the underworld turned into a rainbow, harshly like a splinter in the front.

The ghost is nothing more than an ancillary magic trick. He doesn't believe in the blister and can block the body of his magic treasure.

Surely, the power is like a broken bamboo. In the face of the sword itself, the blister appears to be powerless and can only slightly slow down its speed.

Sister Red hurried, her hands waved, the silver carp tail swayed, her mouth opened again, but this time it erupted, but it was dense and numb silk thread.

It's also silver, fine as a cow's hair, but countless, wrapped around a heartbreaking sword.

“Mantis arms as cars! ”

Tian Xiaojian's face showed a disdainful color, but this time, something happened that made him stare, and those silk threads were tough, and the power of the heartbreaking sword could not be cut off.

“It's impossible.” The capital of Tian Xiaojian was also suddenly discolored, and the idols of the heartbreaking sword, not to mention the degree of sharpness, should be at the forefront of the human treasure, those silver silk threads, what exactly is it.

“Oh, Little Brother, don't you dare exaggerate now that you want to destroy me? ”

The woman in red smiled, but in her eyes, she didn't laugh. Instead, she was conceived with a strong resentment. This abominable boy actually pushed herself to this footfield.

Not only was the magic treasure destroyed, but there was little left of the soul power in the carp after this battle.

When she thinks of it, she hates biting her teeth off.

With a slender grip, more silver thread spits out of the carp's mouth, yet this time the goal is not to swallow a heartbroken sword, but to wrap it around like that damned teenager in the distance.

Tian Xiaojian's eyes were slightly dimmed. Even if the situation was unfavourable, the expression on his face remained calm and a slight mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This woman is harder to deal with than I thought, but she has a treasure on the bottom of the chest, wouldn't she?

Though not yet familiar, it paid for nine deaths and a lifetime of training.

See the silver thread wrapped around it, Tian Xiaojian's left hand flipped, and suddenly, a flame of egg size jumped up in his palm.

The outermost layer of the flame is a dark color, like dark ink, while on the inner layer, it is also a blue blue, beautiful as 10,000 years of brown ice.

In two layers of flame, a bunch of inner flames like walnut size, snow white, no clutter.

A cold air suddenly dissipated, based on the deep cultivation of the Red Girl Yuan Baby, she couldn't help but the spirit fought a cold war, and the expression on her face was more like a ghost: “No... Impossible, three colors of brown ice fire, you... how could this top secret of the three colors of brown ice fire? ”

No wonder this woman is so moved.

At this moment, she even had the thought of running back.

Participate in the tri-colored Xuan Ice Fire Fight, don't you hang yourself from an old birthday star, it's a long life!

These three colors of brown ice flame, more than 10,000 years ago, changed the color of the whole of Sky Cloud Twelve states.

It is well known that there are seven major forces in the twelve provinces of Tianyun, all handed down step-by-step from the flood years of millions of years ago, with great strength.

But the man on the blue ice, with his own strength, killed the owners of four of the seven major forces, and succeeded in escaping from the siege of more than a dozen bits of Baby and Old Monster.

How strong he is, you can imagine.

Of course, the man on the ice is also a great master himself, but the results of the war are incredible.

And the ancient legend, this legendary monk's natural magic treasure, has nothing peculiar about it. It's all magical, and most of it comes from that tri-colored brown ice fire.

Four monarchs crashed, the man on the brown ice stabbed the horse hive and was hunted by the seven forces, but the three-color brown ice fire was too powerful, he actually broke through the layers of the Tianlo network.

Instead, the seven forces crashed into several bits of infant elders, so that they finally pissed off a clutch elder who had escaped.

Not surprisingly, the seven great gates have a long history. Although not every faction has a terrible clutch period behind it, one or two of the most powerful gates will certainly have such a hierarchy.

However, after practicing until the clutch period, all I could think about was how to survive the heavenly robbery and thus fly to the upper realm, so unless the door was sent to the end of life and death, it would be a Sect War, and they would not easily strike.

However, the louzi stabbed on the brown ice is too big to leave the face of the seven main doors!

In this case, an old monster from the clutch period finally can't sit down.

Himself.

After a great war, needless to say, what happened to the people on the brown ice has not reached the point where they can defeat the enemy at a higher level. In the end, they naturally end up falling apart.

It is said, however, that the old clutch monster was also slightly injured.

Of course, it's just a rumor, but the truth is, it's enough for fairy practitioners to think together.

But one thing is for sure.

It is the old monster in the clutch period. He is also very interested in the three colors of brown ice flame. He wants to search for the enemy's soul, but he didn't do what he wanted. The person on the brown ice exploded into his baby.

With this, it is enough to prove his strength. You know, the average postinfant monk, who is certainly very prestigious in front of the younger generations, can only stand by and die in the face of the clutch monster.

It's not hard for them to capture them alive.

But this is not true of the man on the blue ice, who was not apprenticed in his life. With the fall of a generation of strange people, the three-color blue ice fire that had stirred up the whole of the twelve states of Tianyun was also lost.

Turning a blind eye, 10,000 years later, and now speaking of the names of the people on the brown ice, the monks don't know much anymore, but most of the high-ranking monks remember.

Especially this woman, her pulse era is far from the upper level of the pharmacy, the ancestor who crashed more than 10,000 years ago, counts as his ancestor, the memory is especially profound.

At this time, seeing Tian Xiaojian actually caused the legendary magic flame, how could he not panic and have no blood on his face.

“No... it's impossible. The fire will be lost tomorrow morning. You must be faking it, right?” The Sister in Red has a strong inner tone, yet her voice is shaking slightly, and it is clear that this language, which mainly plays a consoling role.

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