Tempered Immortal

But the truth is the truth, even if you don't want to believe it, how do you explain the scene in front of you?

Similar?

Redwood shook his head, as Lin Xuan judged.

It can look the same, but there can't be two people in the world with exactly the same temperament.

Not to mention, in that year, the two men used to do it, and Red recognized Lin Xuan's fluctuations in power.

Although things have changed easily, Lin Xuan has inherited the garment of Xuanfeng Fairy even on the Island of the Spirit, but his nine days of Xuan Gong has reached the point of great success, this will not change, so from the fluctuation of the power, it is not difficult for Red Xuan to recognize Lin Xuan.

After the initial suspicion, Redwood was unwilling to release the god, sweeping over and over Lin Xuan. There was no mistake. The other party was indeed a legendary clutch.

The woman's face suddenly became hazy to the extreme.

Bite your teeth tightly.

According to the saying, when the enemy met, he made a terrible mistake. Now the wrongdoer is narrow, and the other party never complained in virtue. Red doesn't want to crash, what should he do?

When Yu Xuanzheng civil unrest, she dared to sneak up on the clutch with the intermediate magic of the district Yuanbao, but that was because she also had a teacher and uncle of the same rank on her side.

But now the situation is different. Although there are more people on my side, fixing it to be lower than I am is of no use at all.

Each side of their minds spinning their thoughts, thoughts, for a time, the scene seemed extremely peaceful.

But it's just an illusion.

The storm is full of wind.

The atmosphere of repression makes people breathless.

A long laugh came into his ear, but Lin Xuan broke the silence first: “Goodbye, fairy style still, haste for two hundred years, I can't believe we have another day to meet. ”

The voice did not go down, and the surrounding Brother Rojia's face was full of suspicion.

Especially a few Yuan Baby Fixers, more alert, quietly stretched out their hands like storage bags.

After all, the elders had no kinship with them, apparently harmonious relations, but in the end, they were just outsiders.

Apparently, this clutch fixer is not an enemy, and the two of them knew each other long ago.

Do you mean...

Presbyterian care is basically rape.

Her face was white as paper. However, at this moment, Lin Xuan is the enemy of Brother Luo's reaction.

Deep down, she understands that she is difficult to escape today. After all, the former baby clutch, on the surface, is only one boundary apart, but the strength is different.

But in the character of a redneck, how can there be a restraint? Besides, whoever says that a woman must be weak, this woman is very stiff.

I'd rather have the jade shattered than the wax.

In any case, she won't ask for forgiveness like Lin Xuan.

“What are you thinking, this palace has enemies with this man, what is there to say today, we all work together to kill a blood path.” The reddish gaze swept over the faces of several elders Luo, coldly opening.

“But... the other side is the legendary clutch.” The old man in the yellow shirt swallowed a sip of spit and his voice howled.

“So what, begging for forgiveness, do you think they'll let us go if they bend their knees?” The reddish eyes glistened, and the tone was even less emotional.

Brother Luo has fallen into silence, and they are not idiots. It is not possible to understand that Red Xiao is telling the truth. It is impossible to try to be good in the current situation.

Hands tied, can only be slaughtered and spelled by the other side, although hopes are faint, there is more or less hope.

After all, the clutch period was terrible, and they had only seen it in ancient books, not really witnessed it.

At least there's only one enemy. He can't fight, but he might have a chance to escape.

In my heart, I thought that Brother Luo's family, although still in their hearts, was reluctantly determined to fight back water.

Lin Xuan ignored, poor and ignorant guy, it seems that they are not seeing the coffin without tears.

“The disciples obey orders, together, we have so many people, can't we just bomb it? ”

The elderly men in yellow shirts shouted their arms and were apparently confident. Of course, this was meant to be reckless. If the disciples were to improperly use cannon ash, they would not have had a chance to escape.

Although it is the same family, the immortals are selfish and selfish.

Those low-order fairies are deterred by Lin Xuan's realm, but it is not clear what the specific realm is. It is not without the courage to rely on many people.

Spiritual light shone, sacrificing their treasures or apparatus.

Only the knife gun, the sword trident, the sky is filled with eighteen general weapons, and the noise looks terrifying.

Unfortunately, in Lin Xuan's eyes, it's just grass mustard.

Lin Xuan did not have any extra movement, just lifted his right hand, and in time, he pulled the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth for dozens of miles.

Poop poop sounds into the ears, thousands of wind blades have formed around Lin Xuan.

Afterwards, the wind blade arrangement combined, turned into several seven or eight length wind dragons, and danced in front of Lin Xuan, which looked astonishing.

“This… what is this mystery? ”

According to the saying, outsiders look lively, insider watchdogs, those lower order monks are okay, can't see the magic of this technique, a few yuan infant old monsters, a pupil shrinks, the wind dragon is not a normal demonization technique, the power contained therein is eye-catching.

“Kill!”

I don't know who shouted, and stabbed his sword like Lin Xuan, and the other fairy fixers, too, carried on, for a time, the flying magic instrument covered the sky.

“Disease!”

In the face of a stormy attack, Lin Xuan just spewed a word, and those giant wind dragons suddenly jumped forward.

The thumping sound enters the ear, touching each other's treasure in the middle of the air, Pharaoh is a little better, but the spirituality was lost, and he was beaten back hard, and the spiritual apparatus of the foundation monks was destroyed without exception.

The dragon did not stop, and continued to spread his teeth and claws to the surrounding immortals.

In time, the screams fluctuated. The disciples of the Ro family had no resistance at all. Let alone ordinary fairy fixers. Even a few Yuan Baby Monsters supported each other for only a few rounds, and became the clawed souls of the Wind Dragon.

Before and after less than half a tea kung fu, hundreds of Brothers Luo fell.

Over the mighty valley of Mojo, there was only one man and one woman left, Lin Xuan and the Red Fairy.

Lin Xuan stood with his hands behind him, his idyllic state was extremely relaxed, his reddish face was a little white, but his eyes were still full of stubbornness.

Despite Lin Xuan's strength, far from her imagination, she still did not want to beg for forgiveness.

Be a man of bone.

The mountain blew and raised red hair, this beautiful and stubborn woman exuded a different charm.

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