Tempered Immortal

“Uncle, am I wrong? ”

Wuyun covered her hands, her pretty face was full of amazement, and the expression of Ouyang Qin's heart was similar. Although the three of them knew that after the fall of Red Cloud Valley, she had been taken by the Wei family as their new chief rudder, but did not expect so many monks here.

At the beginning, there were more than 10,000 bald donkeys coming face to face. Of course, in addition to the disciples of the Wei family, a large part of them were bald donkeys of Wan Buddhist sect.

More than 90% of them are low-ranking disciples in the period of inspiration and foundation building, so it's a bit weird to be so exasperated.

What was the other guy's idea?

Lin Xuan's eyes squinted. Want to consume his powers?

Lin Xuan's speculation is very close to the truth, but it still makes him a little confused. He and the heart of the piano are Yuan Baby Fairies, relying on more people can consume magic. Yes, but Wan Buddhist monsters do this, don't they fear to cause the bounce below?

After all, for those low-ranking disciples, such behaviour amounts to suicide and death.

Everyone has only one small life. Even a former infant monster can't force so many low-order fairies to fix at the same time.

It's a bit strange to believe that a Van Buddhist bald donkey wouldn't be so stupid.

“Uncle, what should we do? ”

Wu Yunye's voice came into his ear. Though his heart didn't say anything, he also waited for Lin Xuan to make his choice. Today, he is the main bone of both women.

Even if there are many people, as long as there is Lin Xuan, there seems to be nothing to fear.

“What else is there to say? Naturally, it's blood money. ”

The corner of Lin Xuan's mouth reveals a slight mockery. Those bald donkeys will definitely disappoint them if they want to consume their powers.

One cannot assume common sense in one's own divinity.

I was afraid that they would run away. If I wanted revenge, it would take a lot more effort. I didn't expect them to get together. It really suits me.

“Moon, this is a big time for us. ”

“Young master, what did you say?” The little girl had a lazy voice coming into her ear, and she had just woken up.

“So many souls, what effect do you think it would have if they were all sacrificed to the beast's soul?” Lin Xuan smiled and said.

The beast soul is a treasure recorded in the true Book of the Xuan Demon. Originally, this treasure was supposed to be nourished with the three souls of the living.

But Lin Xuan is different from those who practise magic. For his enemies, although he is hot, he will never run off to kill innocent people for his own sake.

Refining treasure with the soul of the living, such things Lin Xuan could not do, so he retreated and begged for the second, injecting the soul of the demon beast into the treasure.

Of course, Lin Xuan is not corrupt. Of course, he will not harm innocent people, but after killing his enemies, he will also earn the souls of those unfortunate brothers.

Either don't do it, or do it absolutely. Since you are an enemy to yourself, you must be ready to let your soul fly.

Over the past two centuries, Lin Xuan has gone through a difficult experience and participated in countless fights. There should be thousands of immortals who have fallen into his hands.

On the face of it, nature is plentiful, but it is still far from sufficient for the sacrifice of treasures.

In order to refine this treasure, he collected as many as 100,000 souls for the first time, and this number is just the beginning. In the years that followed, the demonic old monster killed millions of unjust souls for the sacrifice of treasure.

The bloody rivers of the dead mountains, of course, are just the souls of mortals, looking at the old Phantom, and there are no millions of immortals.

So Mandarin is clearly more powerful than the treasure in the hands of the moon.

For Lin Xuan, the opportunity is rare, but the enemies in front of him, there are more than 10,000. Since both sides either die or I live, Lin Xuan certainly will not show mercy. Although it is far from the amount collected by the extreme demon honor, don't forget that these are not ordinary souls, they are all fairy repairers.

Even the low-ranking disciples of the Spiritual Period are of more than one rank higher in quality than mortals.

All gathered together, for Lin Xuan, it is impossible to seek, want to consume his powers...

Lin Xuan's mouth revealed a slight sarcastic smile, reached out his hand, picked it between his waists, and removed a pocket the size of a slap.

With his right hand slightly raised, he was sacrificed above his head.

Large pockets, hidden in purple-red shock.

Buzz...

The palpitating sound entered the ear and then flew out of it a purple-red breeze, circling over Lin Xuan's head.

Cover the day with dozens of acres.

“This, this is...”

Don't say that distant fairy fixers stare at each other, they are the two women behind Lin Xuan, and their faces are full of horrors.

Wu Yun did not mention it for the moment, Ouyang was at least a Yuan infant. He also experienced a lot of wind and rain, but he had never seen such a spectacular bug cloud.

There are at least seventy-eight thousand of them.

It's a strange insect she's never seen before, some of it looks like a wasp, but it's more than three times bigger, similar in size to a baby's fist.

The body is covered in purple-red patterns and the wings make a palpitating buzz.

If there's only one, it's not that big of a deal, but tens of thousands of them get together and the two women feel a little sweaty.

Needless to say, Lin Xuan has raised strange worms for many years.

Jade bee!

And now he has sacrificed only a small half of the quantity, which is extremely difficult to grow, but breeding is quite fast. Lin Xuan now, although no effective method of precipitation has been found (feeding the finest crystal stone is too luxurious, let alone Lin Xuan, and scattered fairies cannot afford it), has not given up, even if it is not a mature body, but by the quantity, it is also a small amount of fighting force to deal with the lower order Brothers, more than enough.

Faced with the clouds of worms that covered the sky, the light across the street slowed conspicuously. Those low-ranking disciples faced each other. Although they did not know what worm it was, their appearance also gave them a bad feeling about life.

“Brothers, don't be afraid. Although the insect repellent technique is quite powerful, there must be at least a few hundred of us to deal with a fairy repairer. So many of us have nothing to be afraid of.” A monk in grey clothes drank so much that he actually made the magic of 10,000 miles of pronunciation. The man's face was full of flesh and his face was so powerful that it was about the middle of the condensation period.

“Brother is right, what are so many of us afraid of? ”

“Kill, who gets the heads of Lin Xuan and Ouyang Qin Heart, can not only worship under the monks of the main gate, but also get the reward of a million crystals, spell it out. ”

“Rich and risky, go! ”

……

The screaming of arrogance fluctuated, some hesitant Wei disciples and Wan Buddhist bandits' bald eyes also became hot. If they normally dared not face the Yuan Baby Fairy, but those two rewards are an unparalleled temptation.

Without mentioning it, the psychic disciple is a foundational monk. There are thousands of crystal stones. He is also a good figure. A million, he can't even dream about it, enough to make himself no longer sad about Dan medicine materials.

Wan Buddhist dominion, how revered identity is, not to mention being able to worship under the entrance, it is also very likely to coagulate Yuan Baby.

If anyone misses this chance to fly, even if they fight with their lives, they'll bet on it.

“Kill!”

……

Just in response to a saying, there must be a courageous husband under reward, as many as 10,000 immortals, each sacrificed his own treasure. Although there are many spiritual organs, the laying of heaven and earth is also amazing.

“Disease!”

Lin Xuan raised his right hand and went towards the top of his head. As his mindfulness drove him, the buzzing noise was loud. The purple red worm cloud pounced over to his opponent's bee.

On the one hand, there are more than 10,000 immortals, and on the other hand, there are seventy-eight times as many spiritual worms. Whoever wins or loses, this battle has become insensitive.

However, Lin Xuan is confident, his own divinity knows that the corn bee is far from mature, and he still has a lot of strength to deal with high-order immortals, but fighting a large number of low-order monks is his strength.

Well, repellency wins in numbers, and for a regular fairy fixer, it's usually at least a hundred times the number of bugs.

But the case of the corn bee is different. It is the top barbaric in the list of the world's spiritual worms. It is even more poisonous in itself. Fighting these little guys will never fall into the wind.

Boom!

Both sides collided together, facing the heavenly spiritual apparatus, the corn bees would not naturally gather together, that would become living targets, the bug cloud buzzed away, forcing the opponent to fight each other.

“Uncle Shi...” Looking at Lin Xuan's hands upside down, his attitude was idle, Wu Yun did not know what to say, Ouyang Qin heart blinked, and his complexity stared behind Lin Xuan.

How much to pay, don't look at the scenery of Lin Xuan now, but from this, it can be assumed that he has been wandering around for 200 years, don't know how many bloody storms he has experienced, let alone how much suffering he has suffered...

Ouyang's eyes flashed a bit of complexity, but Lin Xuan did not notice at this moment. Even with his knowledge, it was not easy to manipulate so many corn bees.

Lin Xuan didn't want to lose too many bugs because of this battle, so he would have to pay for it.

So he seemed handsome, but he actually put his whole body and mind into the fight.

Spiritual lightning flashed, bursting, screaming also came from each other, unexpectedly, the battle from the beginning presented a side down.

At that time, even Lin Xuan had suffered, and although he was not yet mature, he also showed the ferocity of the wild bug.

Flying up and down, small, natural and flexible, they chose a very drilled angle of attack.

The foundational monks were better. As for the psychic disciples, the original possession of low-order psychic instruments was also immature. Instead of hitting the corn bees, they were targeted by the other party's poison.

I can't talk about blood sealing my throat, but fixing it with their point is far from enough to hold the toxin down, but in a flash of kung fu, I trembled and fell from the sky...

More than 10,000 immortals, spiritual disciples accounted for about 50%, in other words, the other party lost half of its fighting power in terms of quantity.

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