Tempered Immortal

However, Lin Xuan naturally had no objection, the immortal world would be cruel, weak meat is normal, but even if Wan Wan did not say so, he would do the same himself.

So a temporary alliance was formed.

There's a lot of people, but every one of them has a heart test.

The worst of all is the five Yuan Baby Fairies, who cry out for bitterness. How are they doing? Can they not be counted in their hearts?

However, there are three old clutch monsters who can only pinch their noses and admit it.

You shouldn't have come to Shu Luo Gate to find treasure, but neither secular nor fairy repairers have any regret pills to say.

Here, the ban on emptiness is appalling, but the light-handedness technique is still unrestricted, so the three of them move extremely quickly.

After about a meal of kung fu.

King Wan suddenly slowed down and stopped.

“What, Daoist found something wrong? ”

Lin Xuan's divinity, though far beyond the same level of fairy cultivator, is still slightly inferior to this late monster.

“Well, there's an old friend ahead. ”

King Wan's face was full of weight, and he didn't expect to meet the pavilion here.

Although they have no deep blood feud, after all, they have dealt with each other, and there is no harmony between them. Now the narrow road meets...

Wan Wan Wan had a little drumming in his heart, but his face didn't show any color: “Go! ”

Anyway, the treasure he would never give up.

At the same time.

The broad jade stone steps, the magic surge, the heavens and earth also fluctuate violently, the lookout pavilion joins forces with the ancient demons, yet the number of Yin soldiers far exceeds their imagination, quite a bit of a killable smell.

“Huh?”

Different colors flashed through the eyes of the Wangting Pavilion, and the ancient demons reacted similarly. In the eyes of God alone, it was as if the two people were different.

“Someone's coming. ”

“Nice, and there are eight of them, three of them, all clutches, pavilion dojo, you know?” The ancient demons said slowly that the expression was a little heavy, that the strength of the monks was not to be humiliated, that treasures could be found, and that many new variables had been added.

“Wan Xiaowang, the first master of the demonic race, late clutch. ”

“Oh, how strong are you compared to Daoist?” The ancient demon's eyes flickered open.

“Almost like me. ”

The floor of Wangting Pavilion does not change color. Of course, this is a false statement, but his union with the ancient demons was also meant to be tested, and naturally he could not tell the truth.

The two of them talked, but there was no leisure in their hands, all kinds of large-scale killing spells, constantly flying out, the Yin soldiers fell, yet these guys, which were originally created with spells, had no idea what fear was, still did not fear death rush towards one demon.

It naturally does not pose a threat to them, but it can also have a delaying effect.

In this way, the purpose of the Iron King has been achieved.

Time passed like a white battle. Since Lin Xuan knew that hiding his body was useless, he simply did not use hidden magic. After about a cup of tea kung fu, the two sides had met in a narrow road.

Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed, late clutch, and the guy next to him, he was actually an ancient demon, the breath was a little familiar, seemed to have seen it somewhere, but for a moment, he couldn't remember.

Looking at the twelve states of Tianyun, the clutch period is also one of the finest, and the presence of the late period is more or less the same as that of the Phoenix Lin angle.

The identity of the other party has been called out.

Wang Ting Building!

The legendary Tianyun 12th state's number one expert is obviously not as sharp as Wan Zheng's. Although he is now fighting, his strength is still like a layer of mist, so that people can't even see clearly.

As for the ancient demon, although it was only an early existence, it somehow gave itself a strong sense of crisis.

That feeling was never seen in the face of the splitting of souls.

Lin Xuan's face was silent, but her heart began to be wary of herself.

This guy is no ordinary ancient demon. Is he also a soul in the realm of demons?

If we meet at another time, everyone wants to compete for the treasure on the top of the mountain, it is inevitable to do so.

At this point, however, it is clear that there are people who have already gone ahead and fought for their lives here, obviously very foolishly.

Lin Xuan's mind flashed, but Wan Wan Wan asked angrily: “Wangting Pavilion, what do you mean? Being a human immortal, but working with the Demon Nation, do you want to fly to the demonic world? ”

“I want to go there, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you.” In the face of an old dragon with a desperate temper, the Watching Pavilion does not look warm, which is impressive.

“You...” Wan Zhiwang was furious, but naturally he didn't dare to provoke anything, and he didn't say the time was not suitable, even if he hit, he took his own humiliation.

“We have come here to ask for nothing but treasures, people are good, demons are good, we are still holy people, there is no resentment against each other, what's the point? If you are not mistaken, the demons of the pubic world have reached the top of the mountain. If you want to share a treasure, you can join forces with us and destroy the Yin soldiers in front of you. If you must hold onto the resentment with our holy people, you have nothing to say.” The sound of ancient magic's golden iron empathy enters the ear.

“Humph, what are you, dare to talk to this king like this, a district early clutch...”

“So what about the early days, the two Daoists behind you, the same is the early days, I only ask you, would you like to let the treasure be taken by the demons of the pubic world? ”

“This...” King Wan's face became uncertain.

Lin Xuan couldn't help but be slightly surprised. Wan Zhuang is an old man who has lived for tens of thousands of years, a generation of Xiaoxiong, not to mention his strength.

Just now, in order to collect treasure, I offered to let go of my grievances temporarily. At this moment, why...

Is there any great unknown vengeance between him and the ancient demons?

Though it is merely speculation, Lin Xuan has kept a close eye on herself, waiting for the moment to turn her face, which may be exploitable.

This is Lin Xuan's most experienced master since he stepped into the fairy path. Even if he joined forces with the moon, his heart was still somewhat sluggish.

Struggle is just a trick, and intelligence is important.

Tian Xiaojian also seemed to have discovered that there was a different flash in his eyes.

Looking at the pavilion, hands on his back, a relaxed face, as if it had happened in front of him, had nothing to do with him at all.

“Ok, Daoyou makes sense. The king naturally does not want the treasure to be taken by the demons of the pubic world, so join forces.” After several facial changes, Wan Wan finally suppressed the anger in his heart.

“Well, you did it the right way, I don't know how many other Daoists, any objections? ”

“No.”

Lin Xuan and Tian Xiaojian promised, and Wangting Pavilion nodded. Although everyone knows that this so-called association is nothing more than a plan of equity, once the treasure is born, who cares about these, but at least for the benefit of everyone.

As for the five yuan infant monks, no one will naturally ask what they mean. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)