Tempered Immortal

“Humph, such a big breath, I don't even see my spiritual sect in my eyes. I'd like to see if Daoist really has this strength or is bragging about cowhide.” Lin Xuan felt a little strange, but since he impersonated the monk of the Sovereign Sect, the play was going to continue.

In the blink of his sleeve, a trick flew out, and the three monsters roared at each other, pounding viciously against each other.

Though the power is concentrated, the strength of each side is comparable to that of the demonic beasts in the early stages of the transformation, the three monsters have joined forces enough to discolor the ordinary old monsters in the middle, yet the bookmakers ignore it, and even the corners of their mouths reveal a little sarcasm.

He was seen slapping in the back of his head, several swords sprayed out of his mouth, striking accurately on the crystal in front of him.

The loud noise entered the ear, cracks appeared, and then more than a dozen crystals burst apart, and countless blue photovoltaics appeared in the sky.

These are not garbage, they are all stunning high-quality crystals, and the spiritual power inside them is released together and must not be underestimated.

The writer then held the brush in his hand, pointing to the word "broken” that he had just written.

Woo...

Lin Xuan glared at his eyes, and the scene in front of him was eye-catching. All the spiritual power emanating from the crystal stone went wildly into the broken word.

Lin Xuan had never seen such a situation, but his heart started to get cold and even had the urge to turn around and run away.

"Absorb the energy of heaven and earth and turn it into an attack! ”

In ancient books, Lin Xuan once saw this line of description, which refers specifically to the clutch fixer, after entering this stage, it is completely different from before, able to manipulate the surrounding heavens and earth for his own use.

“Young master, this guy, could not be a clutch old monster.” The moon's voice trembled and the little girl is reacting much faster than it was.

Lin Xuan's back was full of sweat beads, but he shook his head with a slight hesitation: “No, he was definitely just a Yuan Baby Fairy fixer. ”

“Why, this way of absorbing spiritual energy is essentially the clutch period.” Moon had some frightening rebuttals, and her pretty face was full of suspicion.

“Yes, there is some resemblance to what the ancient books describe, but the true clutch fixer is to absorb the natural energy of heaven and earth from around, and this guy, is to crush the crystal stone and then suck, on the surface, is a little similar, but the difficulty is not to say the same day, it is important to know that the natural energy of heaven and earth is ubiquitous, but it is very thin in the ordinary environment, only the clutch monk can suck it for himself with Daishun, and the spiritual energy in the high-order crystal stone is very intense, which is of course easy to absorb.” Lin Xuan explained slowly, but sounded more like muttering to himself.

“So that's it.” Moon nodded and listened to the Young Master's analysis, which really made sense.

But Lin Xuan's face was still gloomy.

Though such a way of fighting is far from comparable to that of a clubbing master, it is by no means a sculptural trick, but rather a terrible mystery.

If I'm not mistaken, most of them were created by some brilliant predecessors who imitated fairy talent based on the clutch period.

Such an attack would hardly consume the power of the operator himself and would continue to fight as long as he had enough crystals on his body.

Difficulty is the only description.

Lin Xuan was very curious about the origins of the book students. Such delicate divinity is in no way the result of the collective efforts of many generations of monks that the general sectarian family can possess and create.

And the phrase he just revealed, hated the seven forces, I'm afraid this guy is really from the past.

If Lin Xuan thinks about it, he won't dare to lighten his enemies, he doesn't want to fall into the gully.

Sleeve robe dashed, blue flame sword flew out, Lin Xuan was ready to go all the way, first take down this tricky guy.

And after that broken word absorbed a lot of spiritual power, it also changed, and a loud crack broke open, and countless palm-sized wind blades appeared in front of me.

Lin Xuan took a breath of cool air, more than 10,000.

“Disease!”

The writer spewed the word gently.

All the wind blades are like storms, like triplets.

Lin Xuan frowned slightly and sent out a thought. These three monsters, though fierce, were not a ghost gathering, so he needed to manipulate them in order to play the magic.

Just saw the giant python opening, spraying a gray-covered column of light from inside, the crackling burst into his ear, collided with the flying wind blade facing him, the spiritual light flashed, while the scorpion lion's head monster, a roar, fleshlight visible sound waves burst out, quite similar to Buddha's lion roaring divine tone.

As for the giant silkworm-like thing, it spits out countless filaments from the mouthpiece, protecting itself from it. In an instant, it turns into a white, fat silkworm. The white light flashes, and it crashes into the wind blade without fear.

In peace of mind, witchcraft is extraordinary, but all three monsters play extraordinary magic. However, in the face of tens of thousands of wind blades, it is still awkward to see each other. Whether light columns, sonic waves, or silkworms, just to offset a small half, they are wrapped in the remaining wind blades, which are sturdy.

The roaring voices of the three monsters lingered in their ears, waiting to survive the attack of the wind blade, their spiritual light had dimmed into countless light points and gradually disappeared into the void.

“Taoist spell is good, but condensing this monster seems to consume a lot of magic. How many more real yuan can you condense?” The writer opened his mouth with a smile and his eyes were filled with resentment. Lin Xuan's heart moved. It seemed that the other party really hated the Kingsguard.

“Huh!”

Lin Xuan did not spend more time with the other party, the witchcraft is strong, but it is easy to consume all the power on his body. Since the enemy is difficult, of course, the magic treasure is used against the enemy to save more spiritual power.

Lin Xuan played a trick on it.

The green flame sword flashed, turning into a ray of rays and splitting across the street.

This kind of imitation of the divinity of the clutch monks is indeed exquisite, but it is not that there is no bloom, the other party has to write, to break the crystal stone, to absorb the spiritual power, although all together, the speed of application is much slower than normal.

He can do two or five spells, or use Treasure to do two attacks.

Lin Xuan was just trying, now that he sees his weaknesses, naturally he will not be given the time to accept the application.

Green flame sword as fast as electricity, eyes have been split in front of the opponent's eyes, however, the bookwriter's face remains the same, the Yantai Lingling flash, has quickly grown up, like a shield, blue flame sword slashed on the top.

This sword is brilliant, cutting off the average pharmacopoeia is not a problem at all, but with the muffled sound, Yantai did not have half a crack. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)