Tempered Immortal

At the same time, Tian Xiaojian was in trouble.

Originally he entered a corridor on the right, but at this moment he appears in a desert of nothingness.

Looking at it, a gray white colour, a monstrous stone, as if it were a vicious beast, there was nothing else, but a layer of purple red fog over his head covered the entire space.

Instead of floating like clouds, a strange vortex is formed.

Inside, you can see the bold lightning bolts jumping in the arms.

But the light was purple.

Tian Xiaojian's eyes narrowed slightly, and the lightning in this color seemed to have been heard of somewhere, but for a moment, I couldn't remember.

His face is so shady, Tian Xiaojian can be practiced in as little as 300 years. Apart from the adversity of the sky, it is not difficult to imagine the dangers encountered.

The jade is not sharpened, and the field sword is baptized by countless bloody storms, but sharp as a sheath sword.

At this moment, however, he doesn't know exactly what he encountered. He was in the corridor, somehow he didn't know what kind of restraint he touched, and the scenery around him became like this.

Is illusion forbidden, or is it being transferred into a separate space?

Tian Xiaojian's eyes sparkled, the fantasy naturally won't have any consequences, suddenly releasing the mighty Eternal God...

Soon, however, a strange colour appeared on his face, a much smaller place than originally thought. It's just over ten miles wide.

The mind expands further, as if it encountered an invisible barrier and was easily bounced back.

“Well, there are some doorways in there. ”

Tian Xiaojian's pupils narrowed, suddenly reached out his hand and held it in front of his chest, suddenly a magic flash flew out of the body, beat a rolling back, turned into a raging ray, severely chopped forward.

A stinging crisp.

Where the mind had just been blocked, the Oman seemed to encounter the same invisible blockage, slashing down hard, but with little effect, the magic eventually dissipated.

Tian Xiaojian's face did not show any unexpected color. The attack was merely probative and not ineffective.

At least figure out where you are. Now that the demonized attack will be blocked by the real deal, it shouldn't be banned by illusion.

I was actually transferred to a separate space.

If we don't find a way out of here as soon as possible, the Immortal Heritage will be a mirror flower and moon thing.

Tian Xiaojian's face flashed a little harsh, anyway, there is no other fairy practitioner here, there is no need to hide strength.

I turned my head, and a three-foot blue blade was floating in front of me.

The ancient form, where the handle of the sword, is engraved with many more spells like evil pictures, this sword comes out, not even driven by the master, the nearby magic, and it all comes here.

The eyebrows of Tian Xiaojian also had to flash a little bit of pride. He had sacrificed the heartbreaking sword to almost psychic level. Years of hard work have not been wasted.

“Weird as it may be, the magic here is so intense, it's good for me, and the power of the heartbreaking sword is more than 30% more than usual.” Tian Xiaojian spoke to himself and then held his hands, like flying up and down like a flower butterfly, with one trick after the other. “

As if the body had become a vortex, the surrounding magic flocked towards it, spinning slightly in his air sea, and then into the Sword of the Underworld.

The sound of the clarity was loud, and the sword rose rapidly.

At first, it was only three feet long, close to each other, followed by the wind, and after a few breaths, it actually had hundreds of lengths.

Giant swordsmanship!

Implemented by the clutch period, the prestige is naturally quite small, Tian Xiaojian's eyes show a satisfying color, but his face is more or less pale.

The Heartbreak Sword is not an ordinary treasure. It is naturally bigger for the consumption of magic. For example, if the magic here is not so plentiful, it will not change as much as the size of a hill.

“Disease!”

A spell was read in Tian Xiaojian's mouth, then he reached out and seemed to rush forward.

A demonic wind rose in the sky, and then a broken heart sword flashed like a giant lightning bolt. The black light was so brilliant that people couldn't open their eyes, as if the heavens and the earth were falling at this moment.

Later, the bursting sound of the rumbling burst into the ear. The speed at which the sword flew out had exceeded the speed of sound, and the tremendous noise caused by breaking through the sound barrier made the eardrums hurt.

If a mortal were here, this voice alone would be enough to bleed his five officials, but it would have no effect on Tian Xiaojian.

Then the black lightning struck the invisible wall.

Surprisingly, there was no sound at all, but only two different kinds of magic were seen, intermingled in the crash.

It's actually much harder than I thought. Tian Xiaojian's face has changed a bit.

With a grip on his hands, he was about to perform another divine act, a purple lightning bolt that suddenly appeared without signs in the blinds and stabbed him hard on the surface of the Sword of Heartbreak.

Just one hit.

The light on the treasure's surface quickly dimmed.

Far away, Tian Xiaojian's face is equally ugly. This is the natural treasure connected to his heart. Once damaged, his master will certainly not be better.

Then the hundreds of lengths, like Optimus Blade, were rebounded.

And that's not the worst result.

Tian Xiaojian was trying to retrieve the treasure and then carried out another mysterious operation, but suddenly raised his head as if he felt something.

Just a glance, Tian Xiaojian's face turned wild.

It's even scary to say the least.

Originally, the magic of the place was weird, but because he was a demon fixer, he could also gain some benefits while being restrained, so Tian Xiaojian didn't pay too much attention.

But he just hit it, and it seemed to break some balance in the space, and the magic surged.

There was a terrible vortex, and at this point, it's more like it's alive.

Spike...

The sound of lightning strikes into the ear, and Tian Xiaojian clearly senses the constant convergence of magic.

I'm afraid if we don't break this weird space down again, it's unthinkable.

Tian Xiaojian's eyes flashed a harsh color, a breath of fine blood sprayed thin out of his mouth, he was trying to use the magic of real life, a calm voice into his ear: “Little guy, don't waste any effort, with your district clutch ant, also want to break the soul reading space, is the president, I don't know how many tens of thousands of years trapped. ”

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