Tempered Immortal

Huitong's pupils narrowed and his face became gloomy. Though he knew Lin Xuan's strength was far from comparable to that of his fellow brothers, he didn't expect it to be so fine for a few short years.

The fiery red wand shadow is filled with the sky, and the unprecedented momentum is as if even a giant mountain of height could be crushed into powder.

However, the blade screen formed by the blue fire was not small, and the two were in contact at first sight.

Boom!

Huge buzzing into the ear, circles for dozens of miles, the whole earth, as if to tremble harshly, look, only to see blue and red intertwined, like two huge monsters, fighting each other in the middle of the air.

For the first time, there was actually some smell of even enemies.

“Impossible! ”

Wisdom Tong glared at his eyes, and the other party's Divine Tong was no more than a Yuan Baby Fairy repairer. If he used the power of Tong Tian Ling Bao, it would be fair to say that the broken sword he had sacrificed, though wonderful, was just an ordinary treasure, how could he divide the fall color equally with himself?

The rest of them, including the late nun named Ji Haitang, withdrew and looked more like ghosts.

Among the people who watched, she was cultivated to be the highest. She understood most thoroughly the horror of the old monster during the clutch. As a matter of fact, the former infant monk could never be matched. The teenager was simply incredible. Is it the monk who came down from the upper realm to shatter the void?

And regardless of the reaction, this blow down, Lin Xuan's face showed joy. He already has a score in his heart. Although he is still slightly worse than the clutch old monster, the power of World War I is definitely there.

With his many abilities and his vast and complex treasures, there may be a real opportunity to destroy enemies even more carefully.

Of course, it's just a good idea, but at least don't be afraid to fight the other side of the hall.

Huitong hated Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan to him and Wan Buddhist sect, why not try the same, things have been going on to this point, both sides have long been dead.

If you can kill one of the other elders, it is self-evident that Lin Xuan's face is full of mortal killings.

Huitong frowned, no more half contempt in his heart, his hands trembled, and from his generous monk's robe flew 36 flaming red flying knives in a row.

One finger wide, thin as a silkworm wing.

“Go!”

Huitong punched those flying knives a little finger, dozens of flying knives trembled, buzzed at the same time...

On the other hand, Lin Xuan will naturally not look at it.

In the face of this level of old monster, be careful of his principles, Lin Xuan's heart is faint, a set of brilliant armor emerged on him.

Needless to say, naturally he spent a great deal of time not long ago refining the sparkling armor.

One more defense, one more benefit.

Wisdom met, but some eyeballing tongues, couldn't help but cry out: “Armor technique? ”

His expression was quite stunning, which is no wonder, you know, in the ancient times millions of years ago, armor was popular, not to mention that the monks in their realm, who had just become Golden Dan's disciples, would also make a simple armor as a self-defense object.

Back then, armor was almost as important as Pharaoh's.

Yet the years have passed and the world has shifted. Today's fairy cultivation world is far less prosperous than before. Many of them have been annihilated in the long river of history, including tactics of war.

Today's fairy fixers, used for self-defense, are shields, purple cloud barriers and other treasures, armor, not to mention possession, many, not even heard of.

As a clutch fixer, Huitong is one of the world's leading figures. His insight into nature is extremely vast. He has also seen the armor, but it was dug out of the tomb of the ancient monks, and his power was not as good as expected.

In front of this little guy named Lin, the armor is not only spiritual but also fresh at first glance.

Is there a mistake? Looking at the whole Sky Cloud Twelve states, the most skilled in all kinds of sidedoor techniques is the Sky Door, but the way to refine the armor, they also only know fur, the things made are not attractive to high-ranking monks at all.

Huitong sucked on the cool air. How many secrets does this kid keep from you? Lin Xuan was more and more afraid to take it lightly.

Together, the flying knives slipped and spun, then spread in strange directions. This time, Lin Xuan's expression sank.

It's not a common law treasure, it looks like it's trying to set up a formation.

Though far from comparable martial arts masters among mortals, many martial arts practitioners may still arrange swords like martial arts masters against their enemies.

Of course, Sword Array is just a popular term, and any knife gun, spear, or other treasure can be used to arrange the formation to kill enemies.

However, by definition, this method of formation, unlike the banner of the formation, is not forbidden. Although it is also called "formation”, it means the tacit cooperation between the brothers, thus exercising the effect of one plus one greater than two.

So the sword array is fine, so is the knife array. It is usually arranged by several fairy fixers of the same sect. However, Huitong in front of him, by virtue of his deep cultivation, arranged the array with 36 flying knives by himself.

Lin Xuan doesn't know what the power of this battle is, but it makes sense and naturally won't tolerate each other's tolerance!

Green fire and the other party's sacrificed wand, still fighting in the middle of the sky, Lin Xuan's left hand trembled lightly, the nine-day ring of the moon has flown out of the sleeve.

Lin Xuan worked out a trick, the two silver rings stacked together, dripping and circling, and a white mongolia hurricane appeared in sight.

Yet this is not over. Thousands of phantoms appear in the void, suddenly small and flashing.

That momentum was also amazing, Lin Xuan sighed slightly, unfortunately his time was too tight, it was not time to re-taste the Nine Days of Ming Moon Ring with the sky and moon crystal, otherwise the treasure's power would be far more than that.

The material is rare and visible because of the original evil relationship with Wan Buddhist zong, that is to say, the attribute of the ultimate celestial and moon crystal.

“Go!”

Lin Xuan took the lead before the other party had laid down a method of formation. The hurricane in Baimont was like a broken bamboo, and the thousands of rings floated behind it, pressing down towards Huitong.

“Huh.”

The old monk turned a blind eye and didn't see what he was doing. The nearby heavens and earth automatically converged, and a Buddha of seventy-eight heights appeared in sight.

Though it is a fiction, it is a solemn treasure. Behind the Buddha, there is even a colorful Buddha's light.

Leaning up a palm, it seemed to snap forward slowly and gently, without any fire, but with boundless Buddha, the hurricane was dispersed.

Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed. He still underestimated the old man in front of him. He held his hands gently and injected more power into the ring of the moon for nine days.

The sound of the woo enters the ear, and the ringshadow gleams, becoming thicker and thicker, and then the ringshadow converges in the middle and merges.

The green light flashed, strange things happened, and the ringshadow disappeared, replacing it with a hundred-height hill.

Though in the mountains, it is not as big as Kwai Wei, it is still astonishing, falling towards the Buddha with endless pressure.

Boom!

The loud noise enters the ear, and the Buddha is also seven or eight tall, but compared to the illusioned mountain peak, the little witch sees the great witch.

The score collapsed even though both hands were tied.

Lin Xuan was delighted, but looked up and saw the sarcastic smile in the corner of the old monk's mouth.

His formations have been arranged.

Thirty-six flying knives scattered around him in the direction of Tianjin Beidou.

What's even weirder is that every flying knife surface, Turin light, those spiritual lights swell, forming a light sphere that's huge.

Farin Xuan has never seen this kind of formation, and his mind feels a little uneasy.

And Huitong's face was a little pale. It seemed that even during the clutch period, it was not easy to arrange the formation method in front of him. Besides, he had just taken possession of it, and Shentong had not fully recovered.

Although Lin Xuan is slightly frightened, he won't be really frightened. Try it first.

The giant mountain that condensed in the ring did not disappear, but as Lin Xuan's mind drove him, he flew like an old monk of Huitong.

“Amitabha Buddha, the devil is not yet down. ”

Huitong's hands were together ten, his face was no longer indifferent, seemed to become a benevolent purpose Dade monk, however, in contrast, the light sphere of the flying knife suddenly expanded, the original diameter was only a ruler, now the strange burst to more than two husbands, crushing the past.

Boom!

Like a meteor falling from outside the sky, the power is immense, and the 100-height mountain peak collapses instantly.

Lin Xuan was shocked.

Though he was dressed in a sparkling kitchen armor, he would never dare let the light ball smash. The power of this thing is far from common law treasure, even if it is not as good as that of Tian Lin Bao, but it is similar to that of imitation, I'm afraid.

How can a flying knife be so scary? Is this the power of Sword Array?

Lin Xuan was also a little horrified. He shook his shoulder and seemed to rush out to the left.

Nine days of microsteps.

He disappeared without a trace.

Thereafter, the space outside the twenty fathers was blurred, and Lin Xuan appeared there again.

But Lin Xuan didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief. He saw the light bulb of another flying knife flash, but it also disappeared from the spot.

Transient?

No way!

Lin Xuan's face was horrified. This method not only made each flying knife incredibly powerful, but also gave them instant magic.

At this moment, however, there is no time for Lin Xuando to think about it. Once again, he stretched his hands between his waists for nine days, and a three-foot-long whip floated in front of him.

The all-over purple color, the hidden character flowed on it, Lin Xuan got a lot of treasures in the infinite river, but all that remained was the mythical shield with this purple 37924; whip.

At this moment, Lin Xuan knew that he had some light enemies before, the clutch fixer, which kung fu without the bottom of the pressing box, once taken seriously, is really not easy to deal with.

PS: Sorry, something happened, but there will be 4000 at night, later, but there will certainly be, 9000 won't break out, 7000 will always be, keep asking for tickets, peace of mind, phantom rain is depressing now, wait for me to go out and get some fresh air. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)