Tempered Immortal

Looking at the poisonous expression of the three people, Lin Xuan slowly closed his eyes. Not that he wanted to give up, but now he can't even lift a little magic.

Even Yuan Baby can't get rid of his body.

Lin Xuan sighed, it seems that the meteor is the inevitable end.

After 200 years of hard work, I didn't expect it to end at this moment.

Lin Xuan's mouth revealed a slight color of bitter laughter, reluctantly raised his head and looked at the light behind him. Although at this moment he had crossed the river as a mud bodhisattva, deep inside, there was still a person holding him.

How can she escape these old monsters by herself?

Who says death is the worst, in Lin Xuan's heart, there are some people who are far heavier than their own lives.

In the trance, as if to recall a scene from the past, but the enemy would not give Lin Xuando time to think. Nine days of Xuanzhen's mouth revealed a smile. He was going to purify the evil boy.

However, the other two old monsters will not be idle either, and Lin Xuan's handful of Tong Tian Lin Lin Bao is very hot.

Together, the three of them flew away like him.

Lin Xuan sighed, there was a heart attack, but there was no power in the helpless body, but they could only close their eyes to die. However, all three wanted to acquire the treasure, but at this moment, they were hidden inside again. Far from Lin Xuan, they were involved with each other, and each spicy hand was like a neighbor.

Lin Xuan saw the delight in her heart, but the expression on her face quickly faded again. Even if the three old monsters had a strange heart, she was only a prolonged asthma.

There is no point in living for a moment, and there can be no way out of the immediate crisis unless there is a restoration of power.

Lin Xuan's injuries were severe, but the biggest danger was the exhaustion of the lamp. After all, how can he go far beyond the equivalent of fixing fairies? With the help of one person, he was too reluctant to stop the three clutch periods.

The use of Tong Tian Ling Bao at all costs ultimately causes great energy damage.

Lin Xuan sighed. Even with his capital, he couldn't figure out how to turn into danger. However, at this moment, the visions in the sky became different.

Originally above their heads, the tumbling clouds gathered in the middle, forming a swirl about a hundred feet in diameter, and bursting voices continued to reach their ears.

Lightning goes through the sky like a silver dance.

Boom!

A huge burst of sound continued into his ears, then fell from the whirlpool of clouds, a milky white column of light, and the ghost struck the building behind him as badly as possible.

“This...”

Lin Xuan was stunned first, then felt a little familiar, the thoughts in his mind had not yet turned, a surprising spiritual surge.

Psychic perfusion has some similarities to the original scenario of Xiahulan.

But if you look closely, it's much bigger.

Around that light column, there were countless flowers floating, each about the diameter, gently blooming, looking toward the Buddha's lotus.

What is even weirder is that in each of those flowers there is a young girl of good age with all sorts of magic instruments in her hand.

Their bodies, however, are slim, but they are merely a projection of a phantom.

A magical wave of Xianle enters the ear, and the fragrance of Lan spills away.

Lin Xuan's eyes widened, the three clutch fixers, also stopped the movement in their hands, and looked at the scene in front of them with amazement as if a fairy had come.

Is it the legacy of King Ashuro?

Lin Xuan's mind flashed and somehow the building behind him collapsed.

Yet there was no dust rising, and the palace seemed to disappear silently.

There was only one young girl of barefoot age left in white.

Unfortunately, she was bathed in that milky white glow.

Her hair danced with the wind and her eyebrows were a little bright and red.

The moon closed its eyes and fell asleep in a coma.

Yet the countless flowers of the young girl bent her knees together like she prayed, leaving behind crystal drops and seemingly still crying.

What the hell is going on?

Moon's eyebrows were red, obviously what they wanted to take, but somehow, at this moment, Shura's blood finally showed its true face, and no one dared to do it.

Although the mending of the moon is merely a clotting phase, she exudes a luminous temperament.

Like a fairy, not desecrated, as if touching one of her fingers, will not stop.

“King Ashuro, King Ashuro...”

Old Luo family's face was white as paper and mumbled. The old Luo family was able to become the ruler of the twelve states of Tianyun because of the inheritance of the blood of the King of Tian Sha Ming.

Naturally, there is a little more to know about secrecy than the rest of the monks.

Though confused, he also knew that the pubic world once had a brilliant master.

Is that the girl in front of you?

King Ashuro's restraint, even the dispersed fairies could not help, she could easily pass through, heard that King Ashuro, eventually fell into the hands of the true fairies. Is the woman in front of him the spirit of King Ashuro reincarnated?

With this in mind, the ancestors of the Los Angeles are almost paralyzed.

The other two old monsters, not knowing much, but able to advance the divorce, could not be good and innocent masters, with their capital, naturally know this moment, it is not really appropriate to act rashly.

Everyone's heart is flashing, only Lin Xuan's eyes are sparkling, the girl in the middle of the sky, the beauty is irreplaceable, if it is really a spiritual perfusion, the moon may have a chance to reverse the crisis before us.

The sound of shouting and fighting came into my ear.

But it was not the monks present who did it, but the visions in the sky that changed again.

The wind gushes like a mirage, a magnificent wave of painting rolls into the curtains of the crowd.

Spirit flashes and the sky is swallowed by all sorts of amazing magic treasures and surgeries.

The great demons roared, but they were nothing but the defeated soldiers. Since King Ashuro fell in the battle with the true immortals, the Yin army, which had already taken the upper hand, has disappeared.

The situation was reversed, and now they have broken into the human world. Among the remaining five kings, two more people died in battle. King Tian Sha Ming was also badly wounded, and no end was known.

The remaining two kings are powerless to preside over the big game, and can only lead the defeat of the mutilators and escape to the pubic realm.

But the war was not over, the spiritual world was killed by a river of blood, and the hatred of millions of dead bodies could not have easily been unraveled, and they had chased it all the way.

King Ashuro, in the palace of the human race, although the master has fallen, naturally became the venue for the spiritual monks to vent their anger.

This was the birthplace of the world, but now it has been ravaged by the war. The maid of the moon did not want to leave, and guarded the master's palace against the army of the spiritual realm.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine palace women, from all kinds of pubic races, but able to serve the supreme king, have two points in common.

One is beautiful, and the second is to fix the garbage for sure.

Even the weakest maidens are progressively divorced, and the three highest-ranking women officers are even the strongest in the period of the ferry.

Plus Wang's favorite spiritual favorite.

The Nine Babies and the Miyagis fought the Spiritual Army for the last time.

And the scrolls in the sky show that scene.

One hundred thousand spiritual monks attacked the River Indefinite.

The first is to exasperate, and the Spiritual Fairies and Demon Kings also know that ostensibly those are only palace women. In fact, those who can follow King Ashuro are her closest ministers and kingdoms, with the most elite strength.

Even though King Ashuro has fallen, none of these ghosts can be spared if they want to wipe out her power completely.

Strong and weak, despite the imposition of heavy restraint on the river, tens of thousands of monks could not be stopped. Nine hundred and ninety-nine women died in battle and only nine fled, but their souls were similarly stopped.

That exciting scene on the painting roll looked at everyone. Although the battle was fierce, the process of fighting was even more incomprehensible. The cultivation of immortals took place on eight levels. Some of the battles that were too deep were also incomprehensible to the clubbing monks.

It can only be described as harsh and turbulent ileum.

Who says eternal life is the sole purpose of fixing immortals.

Who said that all the brothers had no advantage in getting up prematurely, and that the Miyagi of the Infinity River had the opportunity to return to the pubic realm, but they chose to die in battle.

It seemed pointless, but perhaps from the moment the news of King Ashuro's fall returned, they chose to follow their master.

As for why, it is no longer clear, perhaps, that the immortal world is not as cruel as one might imagine. In spite of the bloody storm, there is always something to guard deep down in everyone's heart.

For his sake, eternal life can be ignored.

With the passage of time, the picture roll finally calmed down, the clouds bloomed, the milky white light column and the young girls' fiction disappeared without a trace.

The sky also echoed Xianle, reminding her that everything that had just happened was true.

The moon slowly opened its eyes.

Around her body, wrapped in a layer of silver hue, she raised her hand and threw herself into the room, with a floating temperament.

Is that King Ashuro?

Everyone's heart is drumming and they actually see the legendary characters.

They are the best in the world, but in front of this woman, they are merely ants.

The forehead of the ancestors of Luo family is sweating cold, and the eyes of the nine days of Xuan Dignity are constantly spinning. As for the five demons, they still dare not move lightly. Although the girl in front of them still seems to be no longer in the condensed phase of the district, who dares to go to the tiger shaft.

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed a complicated color, raised her head, and her eyes coincided with those of a teenage girl in mid-air.

Is she... still her own month?

Lin Xuan was really scared at this moment. Even though he almost fell, he had never wandered like this.

King Ashuro or something, he doesn't care, but Lin Xuan really doesn't want to lose that cute, stupid girl.

Even if nothing can be done, even if it needs to be guarded forever, Lin Xuan doesn't care. He feels that spoiling the moon is a happiness.

But King Ashuro ruled the yin, such a strong man is obviously very different from the moon, will he lose his little girl?

Thoughts turned in my head, but I heard a shout in my ear. The beautiful girl, her expression became full of anxiety, and she jumped at Lin Xuan. “Young master, what is wrong with you? Is everything all right? ”

Looking at Lin Xuan full of blood, the moon felt terrible pain, eyes filled with teardrops, I couldn't help crying.

Lin Xuan somehow relieved himself. Not Ashuro in front of him, he was still his own treasure, Moon Girl.

“Nothing, sir. I won't die easily. ”

Despite the twitching of the corner of his eyes, Lin Xuan still softly comforted himself. How can we get Moon out?

It's not a shame he died, but he couldn't bear to let the moon fall here.

“Ha ha, my husband thought it was Ashuro, turns out it was just a lump sum, really worried me for nothing.” The sound of dullness enters the ear, with a hint of arrogance.

As soon as the moon turned around gently, he saw a young man who looked handsome and a little strange.

The painting roll that just appeared also made Nine Days of Xuan Dignity in his heart. For the River Indefinite, he knew less about it than Luo Jia, but more or less about the secrecy of that ancient period.

It was as if the legacy had begun, making him think that the moon was the reincarnation of King Ashuro, despite the fact that the other party had shown only a coagulation period, which still kept him from fear.

But the girl also behaved badly.

If Ashuro is really Ashuro, how can he call a young human master, and the master of the pussy in the hall, raise his hand, should have a heartbreaking temperament, how does the girl in front of him look like a fake?

As to why she was able to cross the forbidden light curtain, perhaps there was no hiding in it, first to grab the blood of the Shura gods, and now these fine branches need not be studied.

“Moon, let's go! ”

Lin Xuan wanted to support his body, but he was soft and powerless. He had to be angry and anxious. He desperately wanted to gather his powers. If he could, he would choose to blow himself up and also create hope for Moon to escape.

The two servants held on to each other. The Master's mind and moon were unclear. A touch of emotion flashed on his face: "Young Master, don't move. This time, let the moon protect you. ”

“What nonsense? ”

Lin Xuan was in a hurry, although there was a silver divine glow around the body of the moon, but this girl's realm, after all, was in the coagulation phase, Shuro's divine blood had not been refined, she didn't even have an entity, how could she fight the clutch old monster?

“Girl, don't mess around. If you get a chance, run away yourself. Only if you live can you avenge me. ”

Moon's feelings for herself are numbered in Lin Xuan's heart. If she dies, she will never live alone. If she loves someone, she must be happy. Lin Xuan never wants Moon to die. That's why he deliberately said that he hopes to avenge himself and support Moon to live well.

“Young master, don't worry, for 200 years you've been shielding the moon from the rain, this time, let me protect you. ”

A gentle smile appeared on the young girl's face. The jade hand swept over Lin Xuan. A wonderful thing happened. Not only did the bleeding stop, but the granulation at the beginning of the wound grew wildly. The speed was eye-catching, and it worked better than the best potion.

Your body doesn't hurt that much anymore, and even though your powers haven't recovered, your injuries are still much better.

Lin Xuan's face showed surprise. When did the little girl actually have such a gift? The moon gave him a gentle smile. When she turned around again, her expression was completely different.

“Did you hurt my master?” Staring at the old monster in front of him, the moon spoke word for word.

“Not bad, my lord, but I will suck that damned kid's soul out later. If you hand over Shura's blood, I will not spare your life at first. ”

Looking at the delicate face of the moon, nine days Xuan Zheng's face shows the color of greed, unfortunately it is a ghost without a body. Otherwise, it can be used as a furnace because it is so fragrant.

This shameless guy, but he's very good.

Moon didn't know what he was thinking, but this guy's eyes made the little girl extremely uncomfortable. Most importantly, he actually hurt the young master.

Sin is unforgivable!

The moon is gentle and peaceful, even a little weak. However, the person with a good temper is also upside down. Looking at the wounds on the young master's chest and abdomen, the moon is distressed and wants to cry, this damn old guy.

“You can go die. ”

“What?”

Nine days Xuanzhen, then Haha laughed. The old monster was also a very deep figure in the city capital, but how do you see it, the ghost girl in front of him is only in the period of condensation, he is so likely to see it.

“Little girl, are you scared, start talking nonsense, since you want to die so bad, Ben Zheng is all you are. ”

At the end of the day, neither of the other two old monsters said anything. Old Luo family did not say that the demon tribe possessed more spiritual knowledge than human beings. The Nine-headed ancestors thought there was something strange about the matter. Since someone was willing to come forward, let him try it out.

Thoughts vary, but coincidence makes it seem as if a tacit agreement has been reached.

Ancestor Nine's face revealed a slight colour, the sleeve robe flashed, wanted to perform some kind of strange mystery, yet something incredible happened, the heavens and earth energy could not congeal, his face suddenly became stunned, never encountered such strange things.

“In my other house, the River Eternal, do you think the heavens and the earth here are energetic, will let you drive them? ”

Moon's mouth revealed a slight mockery, unlike Lin Xuan's good looks. At this moment, her face is a little more arrogant.

The adversary is a clutch fixer, but in the eyes of a little girl, she is like an ant.

“Your apartment?” Nine days of gloriousness and anger, and then you show your impatience: “Bullshit, you bitch, trying to scare my husband, do you really think you're King Ashuro? ”

“Humph." Moon was too lazy to argue with him. This guy dared to hurt the young master, sin was inexcusable, the jade hands were raised, and she didn't see any extra action. The clutch fixer in the hall found himself immobile, as if he were imprisoned by something.

Not only can't grasp the energy of the heavens and the earth, but can't even drive the power within their own bodies. That feeling is unbearable, as if they were like a mortal.

It's not an order of magnitude at all. Is it true that King Ashuro was reincarnated, but why is she still in the cotton phase?

Nine days of glorious glory, the left hand of the moon has fallen gently down, silent, a silver lunar tooth appeared in the curtain.

Looks quite similar to the wind blade, yet Nine Days Xuanzhen can't hide because he can't move at all and is easily torn in half.

PS: Of course, Moon can't get back to King Ashuro right now, so don't make any fuss, lest you get thunder behind you, hey... (Unfinished, if you want to know what's going on, please go to www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)