Tempered Immortal

“True or false, try it and you'll find out. ”

Tian Xiaojian gasped slightly. Although his strength far outweighed that of a fellow monk, after all, it was only in the early stages. The manipulation of the legendary magic fire divinity was somewhat tiring.

The redcoat woman panicked, but more in her heart was confusion. In peace of mind, she did not believe that Tian Xiaojian used a three-color brown ice flame.

After all, this mystery was lost 10,000 years ago, but the other party suddenly carried out it. It seems strange to think about it.

As the saying goes, soldiers are not tired of fraud.

Maybe they're bluffing!

Mindful of that, she took a breath, quenched her nervousness and panic, reached out her hand, and hit the silver carp a little again, more silver thread, and was sprayed by the carp in front of her.

Then she put her hands together and made a strange move, and those silver silk threads coincided, and a silver lotus flower appeared in front of her.

“Buddhist kung fu? ”

Tian Xiaojian's eyebrows were picked, a pulse from the pharmacy originally passed down from the Taoist family, is Genmen authentic, but in endless years, many more demon practitioners joined. Today, in this vast gate, the Orthodox powers each make up half, but never side with the Buddhist sect.

Where did this woman learn Buddhist kung fu?

I was confused, but Tian Xiaojian was not in the mood to ask anything. Although his three-color brown ice fire was not yet fully ripe, it was only a little small, but there would be no problem in killing the immortal in the middle of a one-dollar baby.

He spread his palms flat in front of him, and a breath of spirituality blew out, and the flame flashed, and a little bird hallucinated out of it, wings flared, and crossed a beautiful arc.

At the same time, the lotus flower spins slowly and seems to be rushing up.

Pfft...

The two collided.

Almost without suspension, the Lotus Spirituality lost, a layer of cold ice appeared on the surface, and the treasure was frozen.

Sister Red's face changed dramatically, and these silver wires themselves have become quite small, and her power has increased dramatically since she transformed them into lotus flowers with Buddha's Goddess.

But they are not enemies of each other. Besides the legendary three-color black ice fire, what is so terrible about magic flames?

Thinking about it, she was half-baked and turned into a rainbow, retreating to the distance.

Even two treasures have been abandoned.

In peace of mind, this woman is also a person who can afford to put down, now decisively retreat, there is still a chance to escape, if you want to retrieve the treasure first, the other party's attack is in front of you.

However, Tian Xiaojian will let her go. Even if the tiger returns to the mountains, he will suffer infinitely later. This is true. The cunning Tian Xiaojian knows that he is about to perform secrets and intercept this woman. Something stunning happened to him.

Coincidentally, this woman's escape direction blocked that lonely hill, and in Tian Xiaojian's memory, when she came here, there was no mountain peak.

I was very confused and was studying it. The Fourth Sister did not invite me, so I had to put the matter behind me for the time being.

Seeing that the woman in red had arrived near the mountain peak, she was about to leap past, and the strange sound of the clicks reached her ears.

From the cliffs of that mountain, a bone spur suddenly emerged. Yes, it was a bone spur, and it flashed like this woman.

If, in normal times, it was a mid-term fix of the Red Woman infant, it would surely be able to avoid it. However, at this moment, her mind, all on the rear field sword, could not have imagined a mountain peak, it would actually be like attacking itself.

There was no escape, but the spiritual shield could only be sacrificed.

However, this spell, apart from the rapid opening, the defense is not worth mentioning, can't stop the terrible bone prick, the bloodshed, the woman's body, was pierced through a big hole,

However, the blood did not disperse and was absorbed by the bone.

Even the dollar baby didn't come out and crashed with the flesh.

Tian Xiaojian's pupils narrowed.

Though he thought the mountain range was strange, he didn't think it would threaten his existence.

Recall what happened along the way, this Yunling Mountain is definitely a big conspiracy, and not just for low-order fairy fixers.

Mindful of this, Tian Xiaojian still hesitated, the sleeve robe blew, a magic flying out, retrieved himself and all the treasures of the woman in red, the silver carp turned into a small earring, Tian Xiaojian couldn't tell, put them all in the storage bag first.

Then the darkness rose and I wanted to leave.

However, it is too late, the mutation protrudes...

The corpse of the woman in red was absorbed by the mountain peak, and then the fog dissipated, and the whole floor of the circle lit up, and the bloody symbols appeared one after the other, and some strange pictures appeared on the ground.

“This is...”

Although Tian Xiaojian is not as knowledgeable as Lin Xuan, he is involved in the hunting of Fadan Road in Xianbaiyi, but as a former infant fairy cultivator, he is also a young master of the pharmacy, and his insights are also very broad. Such obvious transmission arrays will not be recognizable.

But the transmission array is very different from what I've seen before, and although I don't know where it leads, Tian Xiaojian is not interested in getting involved.

The magic surged and the light grew faster.

However, it was too late.

Woo...

The transmission array started, rising a bloody red light column in the sky, wrapping the Tian Xiaojian. When the light column dissipated, Tian Xiaojian had no trace. Nothing seemed to have happened except for that lonely mountain peak.

And it's not just the bad luck of the young master of the pharmacy who has had this weird experience.

An unknown canyon.

A White Eyebrow monk is flying carefully, and this man is also a Yuan Baby Middle Brother, a master of wisdom in Shiroku.

Suddenly, a hurricane rose flat, without any signs, his wisdom was greatly dismayed, and he hurriedly proclaimed the Amitabha Buddha. A layer of Buddha light covered him. The hurricane was sudden but not fierce, and his own protective Buddha light should be enough to set him apart.

The wise master thought so, but at the next moment, the expression became stunned, a familiar feeling of being in the transmission array.

He was similarly nowhere to be seen since the hurricane disappeared.

In a forest that doesn't look any different.

Two brothers are facing each other remotely.

The one on the left, about forty years old, looks extraordinarily ordinary, yet is a former infant monk, whose strength cannot be underestimated.

On the right hand side, a short, red-haired old man with a peculiar look, can't tell how old he is.

Both expressions were hostile.

Needless to say, nature has its own enemies, but unfortunately it meets them in the mountains.

But looking at the looks of the two, they seemed to be worried about each other, so they didn't do it right away.

“Ancient Weird...” The ordinary man was about to open his mouth and the dirt at his feet suddenly turned into a swamp.

The man had to be greatly dismayed. He was busy trying to fly, looking at the past with vigilance, afraid that the other party would seize the opportunity to attack him, but found that the other party was in the same situation as himself.

The man's expression was relaxed, he was focused on trying to get out, but he was stunned to find this strange swamp, like he had endless suction.

He was furiously trying to release the treasure, but his body was also wrapped in white light to convey the feeling.

……

Almost at the same time, eight or nine of the ten former infant monsters who entered the mountains encountered such a strange mutation, while the other low-order fairy repairers were still falling. In that mist, more and more people felt that it was just a conspiracy, but it was too late to leave.

Most people go deep into the Green Mountains, and if they want to go back, there will be more dangers ahead.

This is the devil's conspiracy, so that the souls of the ancestors of the upper realm may come to pass.

……

The unfortunate experience of Tian Xiaojian on this side, let alone on the other side, Lin Xuan's luck is much better, after eliminating the monster of the cloud robbery psychic, Lin Xuan took Wu Yunr and set out again to find the ancient monument of the monks.

If you're right, there must have been a great divine clutch monk here in the ancient times, who had been robbed and failed in order to fly to the spiritual realm.

So if no one's ever been here, his treasure should be scattered around.

Even in Lin Xuan's capital, his face had to show a sense of excitement.

Clutch monster, the existence of this level has not touched itself, what he will leave behind, there is no speculation, but it is exciting to think about it.

Needless to say, in the time of the Yuxuan sect, he had obtained the Fubao. That power, Lin Xuan still remembers it vividly, not to mention the true treasure left by this old monster, how terrible the power can be.

Though excited, Lin Xuan was not overwhelmed with his mind. He was still cautious. God knows if there would be other dangers besides that psychic cloud robbery. Lin Xuan didn't want to be sad and turn the boat in the gully.

Wu Yunye was also a good boy and followed Lin Xuan closely. Although outside, after the successful condensation of Jindan, he was already in the category of senior master, but here, he appeared too weak.

While the treasure is touching, it also needs to be lived to enjoy it. This woman also cherishes her little life.

The two first looked in this circle, but found nothing.

This is not surprising. Although the human face centipede appears here, it does not mean that Ancient Xiu must have traveled here. After all, the cloud robbery is a psychic thing. It will definitely not stay in place. It will run around nearby. Lin Xuan searched the circles first, and didn't want to let go of any clues.

Since there was no harvest, he stopped lightly.

Lin Xuan then closed his eyes and slowly released his consciousness, projecting it in all directions. With his strength of consciousness, he could cover 100 miles in all directions. This independent space should not be too large.

Wu Yunye stood aside, shut up and dared not make a sound.

Half a cup of tea passed, Lin Xuan opened his eyes and his face showed some thoughtfulness.

PS: And at night, 9,000 words will erupt today, huh. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)