Tempered Immortal

The loud, empty sound enters the ear, dense and numb, and a myriad of claws appear.

Overlapping each other, forming a sharp mesh, fearlessly greeting the blue fire and sword.

As for the Hydra, the Hydra was never in sight.

Huge size, just embroidered pillows and a bag of grass.

What extraordinary power can there be if it is stronger than what is formed by the natural energy of the region?

Ow!

He shouted and opened his blood-bottom mouth wide. The rest of his body remained unchanged, but his head became three times bigger than it had just been.

It seemed uncoordinated, but even more ferocious, with a light wave spraying out of its mouth and sweeping forward.

It has a huge diameter and infinite air.

No suspense at all.

HYDRA was blown to pieces.

The colour of pride appeared on his cheeky face. This flamboyant trick, against the Yuan Baby, and in front of himself, could be described as foolish.

However, this idea has not yet been reversed, and the expression solidifies, just a short distance ahead, and the air waves like a ripple.

An ordinary teenager appeared before him.

Just a few blocks away from it.

Lin Xuan!

Whether it's just the blue flames or the monsters that have been illusioned with the natural energy of heaven and earth, in the end, it's just to seduce the enemy.

Lin Xuan had rushed past while the other side was resisting his attack.

Nine days of micro-step is still quite magical, and the step after the clutch is no worse than an instant shift, or even a little better.

Lin Xuan took a breath, the crackling bone burst into his ear, five colors of halos flowed, Lin Xuan's right hand disappeared, instead a claw reflected into the curtain.

Demonize!

Advanced clutch, Lin Xuan's nine days of phoenix dance has been cultivated to the fifth level, able to demonize part of the body, at this time, his right hand becomes the phoenix's strong claw.

Rigorous, gripping like each other's heads.

A glimmer of consternation appeared on his face.

A monster?

In the Kuiyin Mountains, he had dealt with Lin Xuan. He was clearly an authentic Taoist Xuan Gong. It hasn't been seen in more than a hundred years. How could his major kung fu suddenly change?

You should know that this situation is not unique, but it is definitely not many. After all, after choosing the major method, you do not want to change it.

Stunning!

But I didn't think too much about it.

His ugly face revealed a hint of ridicule.

What about the demon shaper? He must have broken his head trying to get close to himself.

What is it?

One of the Spiritual Four!

Ultimately, it is also a demonic race, but only the most powerful among them.

Heaven do evil, live, do evil, do not live!

If the other party wants to die, then what kind of courtesy does it have?

A loud roar also protrudes a foreclaw, just a few feet long by the nail, with deep black light on the surface.

Its sharpness is in no way inferior to that of blue fire.

Both volumes, not to mention one level, Lin Xuan seemed really stupid, like a tiny tiny tiny tree, trying to shake the heavenly tree.

As a result of his lack of self-control, he must have hit the stone with an egg.

Yet all of this is just a sign.

Lin Xuan is not the Princess of the Crescent Moon. His path to the cultivation of immortals can be said to have experienced countless grinding and cramping. It took him a long time to get here.

Bloody storm, Lin Xuan doesn't know how many times he's been through it.

Knowing that the other party is the spiritual fiend, he still touched it with the demon god, Lin Xuan is stupid?

Of course not. He did it, and it depended on war.

Silent!

A beautiful flame appeared on Lin Xuan's palm.

The three colors keep spinning, wrapping up demonized claws.

The pupil is minimally pupiled, of course he has not seen the magical fire.

But somehow, an alarm came from the bottom of my heart.

The fire was weird and beautiful, but it smelled dangerous.

At this moment, however, it is too late to change the moves.

Damn it!

The moment before, he laughed at the other party without knowing he was alive, but he didn't think he was careless, and he got his enemies into the plot.

This shitty kid, being stupid and ostensibly unconscious, actually lures himself into a trap step by step.

He was furious and angry. He could not hide from his eyes and provoked his ferocity.

With the roar of the sky, there was also a ray of darkness on his claws.

Not flames.

It's other secrets, and since it was brought out at this time, it must be very powerful.

Then a beast, like two Mercedes-Benz bulls, crashed into each other.

Boom!

The loud noise enters the ear, the claws touch, the space is slightly distorted, a wind blows through, but it is much more powerful than when it just collided with the crescent moon.

The circle was already full of eyelids, and now the afterwaves have been harshly plowed again. The whole ground began to collapse towards the bottom, and a large hole with no bottom was reflected in the curtain.

However, Lin Xuan was concerned, not this. At this moment, his hard touches with Xuan finally separated the results.

Lin Xuan relied on the fire of illusion.

In the ancient ruins of Pyongzhou, this thing, but even Tianlei carried it, the power is absolutely unquestionable.

It may not be worth mentioning in the face of the main body of the Qiu, but it is only a separation from the early days of the clutch, and Lin Xuan is certain.

His estimation is correct.

The prick went into his ear.

As soon as the phantom fire came into contact with the black light on the claw, the phantom fire immediately went up the wind, and the phantom fire flashed slightly, turning into dozens of thumb thick demon snakes, biting hard on, tearing the black light into little pieces, then swallowing into the stomach.

“What kind of magic flame is this? It's so powerful. ”

His gaze was stunned. In his spiritual realm, according to theory, the deities of the human world should be worthless to mention, but the scene that happened in front of him subverted this perception.

The black rhyme lasted less than a breath and was completely devoured. The Phantom Fire was not satisfied, and it had already rushed onto its paws.

The blue flashed over, and the surface of his paws appeared with a fine layer of ice crumbs, and the cold air was terrifying, spreading up and down the meridian.

It was accompanied by severe poisoning.

The ice sculpture turned black in an instant.

It's poisonous!

Ho!

The roar of anguish, in his eyes, reveals the endless fear.

But there's no time to think about it.

Ice sealing and poisoning are not the most horrible parts of a phantom fire.

The innermost layer, that blind, gray-covered death silence, is the one of the three attributes that kills.

It contains the power of corrosion, from the shadows to the cold.

Able to devour the breath of life.

When it touches you, everything slowly loses its vitality.

As the naked eye can see, the ice began to crumble, and the crumbling claws, like eroded stones, weathered into sand, turned into debris...

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