Tempered Immortal

The fists are as dense as rain, like a python snake to devour Lin Xuan.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

That hard shield surface actually left a fist branding.

Strong and weak, Lin Xuan has no power to fight back.

Ever since he stepped on the path of fixing fairies, Lin Xuanjie encountered a special situation. The magical powers of Shentong far outweighed the same class of fixing fairies. For him, the transcendental challenge was as if it were a family meal. For the first time in so many years, he was beaten so miserably by the presence of the same order.

Surely it is the ancestors of the upper realm, and even a split soul cannot ignore the humiliation.

Lin Xuan's face was full of rage and color, and seemed to be a little overwhelmed.

“Kid, fuck you! ”

The ancient demon's fist became more and more rapid and sharp, while on the other side, the Wangting Pavilion was blocked by the illusion of several demonic shadow identities. In a moment, there was no free hand to give Lin Xuan powerful support help.

Those shadows, not knowing what magic is, are not strong in themselves, but are like maggots of bones.

Breaking and reintegrating is like immortality.

Of course, this is just an illusion. Every time it is broken, the body of the ancient demon, the face is ugly. Obviously, this spell is also extremely harmful to him, but at this moment, where can much be cared for, do your best to kill Lin Xuan first.

Otherwise, it would be very difficult for the two of them to unite, even for him.

Destruction, even at a small cost, is absolutely worth it.

In battle, you also have to understand that there is no fallacy in the choices made by the ancient demons, at least on the face of it.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom.

Ujinlong Armored Shield, though strong, is ultimately limited.

Woo...

As if the bronze gong had been broken and the sound of mourning passed into his ear, this shield became smaller and flew out into the oblique prick.

The ancient demon frowned and revealed an unexpected appearance on his ugly face, but at this moment, there is no time to go deeper.

The boy's last defense was broken, and his death is over.

With his arms swinging and his fists pounding like the wind, the attack did not diminish in any way, but became more violent and violent.

Life and death at this moment.

Lin Xuan's downturn seems completely irreversible.

Yet his face flashed a strange colour.

The crackling burst into the ear.

Five colors flashed through, his right hand, and suddenly a claw came out.

Needless to say, it is the magic of the Nine Days of Phoenix.

However, there was no unexpected colour on the face of the ancient demon. Just now, when he saw Tianfeng's eyes, he had guessed that Lin Xuan 10 had 89 demonization techniques.

Ben, get an axe!

So what about witchcraft, is that the true demon race, how can the body be tough compared to their sacred tribe?

It was a small clutch, not much experience, and he did it almost as if he were looking for death.

Heavenly sin, you can live, you can make your own sins... then let me send you to Yellow Springs Road.

Ho!

The face of the ancient demon was full of excitement, the magic surged, the black fist, the volume immediately more than doubled, the pressure emanating from it was astonishing.

You idiot, you're trying to hide now, and it's too late.

Lin Xuan did panic and panic. However, looking closely, he flashed a hint of irony. At the end of the day, he was the winner. The ancient demon's strength was not weak, but it was too much. Do you really think of yourself as a rookie from the beginning?

Without certainty, I dare not joke about my life.

The claws and fists are about to collide with each other. Suddenly, Lin Xuan's body is glowing with bright colors.

A gorgeous set of armor that emerges on the surface of its body and wraps it in its entirety, rigorously and firmly.

Not only the small chest belly, but even the mask, only the eyes reveal a small piece of arcuate.

Not much, but it ensures that the sight is not blocked.

The designer of this armor is very thoughtful.

But most notably, the armor of the arms.

Lin Xuan's right hand turned into a sharp phoenix claw. At the same time, the armor changed the same way, only opening holes in the fingers, so that sharp nails could be detected.

“Eh, tactics! ”

The ancient demon was stunned and his face had to show unexpected colors.

This kind of thing, if placed in the spiritual realm, is not uncommon, but the human realm's method of refining armor, isn't it long ago lost?

Accidents are accidents, but his expression is not messy at all.

The boy is more cunning than he thought. In this case, there is a backhand hidden, but he can do whatever he wants. If this is his battle, he will still be defeated.

Do you think you can reverse the downturn in front of your celestial demon ancestors with the help of district armor?

Thoughts flashed through my head, but something unexpected happened.

Silent!

A beautiful flame appeared in Lin Xuan's hand.

The three colors keep spinning, wrapping up demonized claws.

The pupils of the ancient demons narrowed, and somehow, when he saw the flames, his heart somehow raised a slight warning sign.

The flaming tri-colored glass was as beautiful as flowers, but he smelled extremely dangerous inside.

But at this point, it's too late to change the moves.

Is it true that the other party has been showing weakness in an attempt to deceive itself into a trap?

The ancient demon felt a little scared, but soon his eyes flashed with determination.

Even if it's a trap, how can a district fairy fixer get himself into a clutch?

If you had a backhand, could this demon be slaughtered only by man, his chest blurred for a moment, and then the white writer's face appeared again.

Open your mouth and spray a purple red magic fire.

Breathe, wrap that big fist.

However, the face of the scholar is full of nonsense and poisoning. This “fire of the sky" is not the magic he cultivated by himself. He can use it if he wants. That was his accident when he was in the upper realm, only one, a little less can be used.

However, no matter how much they hate the ancient demons in their hearts, the two of them are now one and the same as the grass on a rope. The so-called boat together, the other side fails, and his fate is not much better, so we can only do this.

In my heart, of course, I kept cursing.

Boom!

The loud noise came into my ear, the claws collided with the fists of the ancient demons, and the past caused a terrible wind, ripples of power, that terrible power, which surprised all the distant observation pavilions. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)