Tempered Immortal

Lin Xuan reached out his hand and patted it on the storage bag. The green light shined brightly. An ancient belt appeared in the palm of his hand.

Lin Xuan put away the blue fire and then flipped his left hand, wrapping the jade band around his waist.

His face was a little pale and although he had been fighting for a short period of time, he did his best in the face of the big enemies of the clutch period, which naturally consumed a lot of magic.

Especially with Tianling Bao, that awkward sword sucked away his spiritual power.

However, after surrounding the storage belt, the already depleted powers were filled instantly.

Lin Xuan raised his head and looked at the interwoven sword and Buddha light in front of him. Tong Tianling Bao's blow was quite small. Although Huitong was a fairy repairer during the clutch period, there was not much power left over.

This is the perfect time for me.

Lin Xuan took a breath, his hands and tricks changed constantly. Behind him, there appeared to be myriad shadows of arms, and it looked like a thousand hands of the Buddha's Guanyin.

Needless to say, Lin Xuan is carrying out the secrets he got from the Moon tribe.

True spiritual strike, in terms of power, is also far from comparable.

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On the other hand, Xiahulan was not idle either. The female index finger was fastened to her thumb, raised her top, and then twisted her waist and limbs. She looked like she was dancing, but there was a rustic spell coming out of her mouth.

As she moved, the petals came together and turned into a peony.

It's such a big peony.

The diameter exceeds the rest and is suspended above the head of the teenage girl.

It was a flower bone at first, and soon, the layers blossomed.

The fragrance drifted into the nose, needless to say, it was highly poisonous, but Huitong was well deserved as a clutch fixer. He proclaimed the phrase "Amitabha Buddha”. He was covered in treasure light. Although he could not completely resist the toxin, he could at least control it, and it would not seize for a short time.

“Disease!”

The peony on the top of the Shahoulan punch, a little finger, sprayed out of the flower, one silver mantle after the other.

Like fish swimming in the sea, those silver swords circle slightly, but they are a small sword.

Of course, it's not a real pharmacopoeia, it's a psychic illusion.

But every single one has substance, and the number is even more amazing to the extreme, and in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of them emerge from the flowers.

The whole sky, dense and numb, it's all filled.

Lin Xuan also had to take a breath of cool air. Although the power of this sword is unclear, I'm afraid it is also Fabao grade. In other words, the little sister can kill tens of thousands of low-order fairies by raising her hand.

Huitong's face is twisted. Eighty-nine of the ten women are really spiritual brothers. Lin Xuan, though difficult, is still in the treasure, and this woman is carrying out incredible subtle magic.

Such a god, don't say, don't say, don't even hear, there can't be any in the human world.

To think of it, he had a little regret that he shouldn't have made such a strong enemy, but soon he was replaced by a disgraceful expression. Now that he had done so, it was impossible to ease the relationship with each other and the woman must be extinguished, otherwise she would suffer infinitely.

His eyes flashed and he was about to make a move, but Xiahulan did it first.

Jade pointed forward a little and spit out a word "chopped”.

Suddenly all the swords gathered in the middle and became a flood, like a raging wave, pressed forward.

Click...

The sour sound of teeth enters the ear, and the golden Buddha's light dims and appears to shake.

Huitong's face turned wild, his eyes filled with hatred, punched his chest, and a sperm of blood erupted.

Half-air turns into blood mist and blends into the light screen.

The sound of the Sanskrit sang loudly, and it actually went down.

It's a clubbing old monster, and the ex-baby monks can't compare.

But Lin Xuan still has a real spirit blow.

The freshly replenished spiritual power, crazily converging towards the palms, was quickly emptied again, and unlike when using Tong Tian Ling Bao, it was not a small half that was sucked away, but every drop was squeezed dry.

There is a feeling of dizziness in the mind. Lin Xuan bites his teeth and will be uncomfortable to overcome. His hands are closed in front of his chest and his face is solemn and solemn.

In front of his chest, there was a circular sphere with a gauge in diameter, not much bigger but much brighter than the sun, and the center of the sphere was a miniature version of the white tiger.

A true spirit strike is the secret to imitating this beast.

Pressure sprays out thin.

Huitong's expression changed dramatically.

How could this Lin boy be so sharp in his spell, in his power, as if he was no worse than the woman suspected of being a spiritual monk?

Although he hasn't won the upper hand since the fight, he's always had more than a swim edge, but this time, he really feels fear.

“Go!”

Lin Xuan concentrated his mind, the light ball suddenly cracked, white tiger roared, claws protruded from inside, and then his body burst, breaking through the light ball and pounding hard into the light screen.

“Ranger, go! ”

After Lin Xuan gave the true spirit a blow, his powers dried up, and the pouch is not a continuously usable treasure, but at this moment, there is no time to give him a slow recovery.

Lin Xuan flashed a little resolutely on his face, reached out and patted on the storage bag, a jade bottle flew out, unplugged the bottle plug, then raised his head and poured all the Dan medicine inside into his mouth.

Unlike the spiritual belt, which is replenished by external forces, this "return dispersion” is a rapid restoration of the Master's powers by stimulating the potential.

It is quite similar to the Great Disintegration Law of Heavenly Demons. Although it works well, afterwards, it will cause great energy damage. At this moment, however, Lin Xuan can take care of a lot. Even with the blow of the true spirit, it is far from enough to kill the Divorce Brothers, and only buy himself a little time to escape.

The other side is stronger than we thought.

I knew that, when I left Xuancheng, I should hold my breath and find a place to hide, but that... doesn't necessarily hide from each other's gods.

But now, Lin Xuan can't figure out a good way, so he just has to try it.

Xiahulan listened to Lin Xuan's greetings and sighed slightly. If he advanced to the late stage of the infant class, he would refine a few more ways to take advantage of the treasure, but he is not necessarily afraid of the old monk, but now, even if he joined forces with his elder brother, he still can't fight each other.

Running away, equally hopeless, but there was no other way, Xiahulan's eyes turned, looked at Lin Xuan, and then the two joined together into a rainbow, flying to the distant mountains.

“Brother, can you think of a way out?” The girl's cherry lips opened slightly.

“No, only nowadays, only to find a place to hide, I will have some ways of restraining my breath, hoping to hide from each other's gods!” Lin Xuan sighed: “Little sister, I didn't expect the clutch brothers to be so good, but we just attacked, delaying him for a minute is fine, you go, since the two of us can't fight together, let's escape, the bald donkey target me, I don't think I will chase you. ”

“No, since we agree to help, there is no reason to lose it halfway. Besides, when Japan is saved by the elder brother, we die together.” Xiahulan shook his head and spoke resolutely.

“Nonsense, you are the daughter of the dispersed fairies, precious identity, what to do lightly, be good, go, two people together, easier to expose, not to mention the big brother so many bloody storms have broken through, not necessarily escaped.” Although Lin Xuan was cold-blooded with his enemies, he had always been sincere to his friends. Lan had done enough for herself, and Lin Xuan did not want her to take any more risks.

“But...” Xiahulan tried to say again, suddenly the light flashed in his mind, remembering that Huitong had just looked at his poisonous color, so he shut up and changed his mouth: “Okay, big brother, take care of yourself. ”

After that, she turned the light direction, and without waiting for Lin Xuan to answer, the laser looked like the sky.

A big turn of 180 degrees left Lin Xuan stunned, but at this moment, escape is the most important thing, and there is no time to think more.

Instead, she was somewhat comforted that her little sister would run away, at least she would crash herself, and someone would avenge herself.

Phew, Phew, just thought of this place, Lin Xuan's face changed, spit in his mouth, so passive to do what, the situation is dangerous, but it's not like he hasn't been chased by a high-ranking monk before.

Never let yourself fall, if you die, someone will be sad.

Lin Xuan took a breath, and the light fell into the dense forest like a meteor.

Another moment of flying, counting the time is almost right, Lin Xuan's light converged, fell down, then sinked into the ground, carried out convergent gas technology, converged all over the body power to no avail, even heart beat, blood flow greatly slowed, but it is useless or not to say, after all, the divinity of the late brothers is far from comparable, and also possesses some powerful secrets.

Only one bet.

In peace of mind, Lin Xuan did not like to put his own safety on top of luck, but there was nothing he could do. The other party was too strong.

In the late stages, perhaps there will be little effort, and as of now, never even think about it.

On the other hand, after Xiahulan left, she flew in the opposite direction of Lin Xuan, but in the light, she reached out her hand, tapped between her waist, took out a note, and sank the god into it.

Soon, she raised her head and turned the beacon into a flame and flew away, but in the direction of the battle with Huitong.

“Depending on the circumstances, the bald donkey should believe that he is a spiritual monk, say some threatening words, this guy should come after himself, after all, more threatening than his brother, complaining about himself.” Xiahulan spoke to himself.

Unlike the Crescent Moon, this woman has had a lot of bitterness from a snack. She looked heavily at the Zhi Ntu Gazette, and even though Sympathy Dan did not have the original effect, after all, it gave her some attachment to Lin Xuan, so she made such a sense of selfishness.

And according to this, about 100,000 miles away, on a hilltop, a black robe monk reversed his hands, sensing fluctuations in the energy of the distant heavens and the earth, frowns slightly wrinkled.

This man is the ancestor of the Los Angeles.

In the other direction, but hundreds of miles away, a man and a woman, two brothers, are flying high.

The man is about forty years old, wears a robe, looks classy, the woman is younger, only 289 looks, no strange appearance, both are in the middle of Yuan Baby, but the momentum is strange, don't say the same level, it seems that even the Great Brother is far from...

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