Tempered Immortal

Chapter 1690: The Scary Snake Sword

After seeing the action of the red leaves, Lin Xuan relieved his breath. Of course, on the surface, it was no different color and would not reveal itself. Instead, he drank it with a slight chill: “Do it. ”

The voice fell, Lin Xuan's sleeve robe blew, and a foot long treasure flew out.

Spirit flashes, it's the blue flame!

Lin Xuan followed suit, the surrounding heavens and earth energy, wildly poured into the treasure, let the wind rise, momentarily close to a hundred.

Hurrah crisp, has pounded hard at each other.

Let's do it first!

Since he decided to deal with the old demon, Lin Xuan also put away the general doubts in his heart. In addition to strength, heart nature is also important in the battle.

Fear of the tail is self-destruction.

Lin Xuan naturally wouldn't make such a low-order mistake.

At first hand, it was the blue fire, and Lin Xuan also performed the giant sword technique.

His voice is different, but even the honored beast beside him has a feeling of heartbeat. This kid, how many means, is like infinite.

After shock, he was also very jealous, but at this moment, naturally, there was no time to compare these. The beast shook his shoulder and flew five or six bowls of thick black gas from his sleeve.

At the top of his head, he turned into a giant python, evil tiger, wolf demon and all kinds of monsters, roaring, like an enemy laser.

“Eh, beast soul match, no, it's just a little similar. ”

Lin Xuan's face revealed a strange colour. These black gases are undoubtedly the souls of high-ranking beasts, but why can they be driven without sealing them in Fu Huan?

The reason Lin Xuan doesn't know, but the alias of the honored beast is certainly not a whisper.

The old monster, who almost died in his own hands, had some spells that he couldn't even use.

Lin Xuan was pleased. If all beasts were poor, wouldn't the pressure be borne by themselves?

Now that the two of them have joined forces, his identities will not remain idle.

The monster in the head snake opened his mouth and a fist-sized demon Dan sprayed out.

Made of ink black and smelled intense.

Ho!

The demon beast shouted loudly, a sperm of blood sprayed out, turned into pounds of blood mist, but was quickly absorbed by the demon dan.

Then this treasure slipped around and turned into an iron cord, wrapped in black demon fire, as flexible as a spiritual serpent, twisted and twisted, like the dragon demon ancestor.

“Humph, humph, I didn't know you were alive. Looks like you didn't see the coffin and didn't cry. ”

Seeing Lin Xuan do it, the face of the dragon demon ancestor was initially extremely hazy, but the next moment, there was no wonder to rejoice, and the words of arrogance were uttered. It seemed that the two fairy repairers in the clutch period were really just turkey dogs in his eyes.

Seeing this scene clearly, Lin Xuan couldn't help but wonder, what kind of trick is this old monster playing, how can he look like a child's face, change thousands of times?

Despite the murmur in his heart, the arrow that opened the bow did not turn back. Lin Xuan bit his teeth and injected more power into the blue flame sword.

It's not weird, it's self-defeating.

Whether the other party is seducing the enemy or something, just ignore them.

Lin Xuan did not move, the poisonous dragon demon ancestor had a cold smile on his face, his sleeve robe blew, that once killed the Willow Green Witch black pitch flew out.

Fast, it brings out a shadow in the sky, and then disappears.

“This treasure...”

Lin Xuan inhaled the cooling air. Good thing he was also mentally prepared. Not only was his mind fully open, but his pupils were flashing. The mystery of Tianfeng's eyes was unfolded, and the light car was well developed.

Then Lin Xuan frowned slightly and pointed out that the huge sword of immortality that emerged from the green fire flashed like a bias on the left side.

“Huh?”

Ancestral Toxin Dragon was slightly surprised. I didn't expect him to be able to see the movement of his treasure.

Not bad, not bad, the name of the Flying Brothers is true, but even if you do, the result will be futile.

Instead of caring, he reached out with his right hand like a bird's paw.

Spatial fluctuations together, the nearby earthly properties of heaven and earth energy, quickly gathered together by him, a hundred long hands, appeared in sight.

Lin Xuan and the honored beasts showed horrific colors on their faces.

Is this the strength of Brother Dong Xuan, the mastery of the energy of heaven and earth is far less than they can compare, you know, deep in the sea, the only island has sunk.

The earthly energy is very thin, and the other side can congeal such bare hands between the blinks, which is incomprehensible to a clutch monk.

However, he was stunned and stunned. After all, the honored beast had real talent. His face was red as blood, and he single-handedly played several tricks.

Those three demons' spirits did great work, their body size rapidly rose, open the blood basin mouth, sprayed various kinds of poisonous cigarettes and magic fires, the power is not small, if it were Lin Xuan, it would not be straight to its edge, but chose to retreat for the time being.

Yet the giant hand whose earthly energy had gathered did not care to look in, the rumbling sound into his ear, his gaze was covered by the dark mist, not very clear, but the face of the honored beast was getting whiter and whiter.

Just a few breaths of kung fu, the fog spread, the strange hand revealed, only on the back of the hand, appeared a ghost face.

The dog's teeth staggered, a sudden chew, giant python, evil tiger and wolf demon three powerful beast souls, it actually swallowed them alive.

“What kind of magic is this? ”

The honored beast loses his voice and Lin Xuan's expression is unusual. Like all beasts, at this moment he is also at the loss of the other hand.

That black pitch was supposed to fly in like itself.

This old monster, no one in his eyes, actually wanted to put himself in a second. Unfortunately, the trail of the monstrous treasure was seen by Lin Xuan.

The blue flame was adjusted in time to stop the black pitch before the two sides collided.

A luminous explosion, dazzling, the size of both sides, the difference, can use the blue fire of the giant sword, can't resist. Although this is not Lin Xuan's natural treasure, but it has been sacrificed for so long, there are some hearts and minds connected inside.

Lin Xuan's senses were clear, and the Blue Fire Sword was damaged.

How is that possible?

The sharpness of this object, among its many treasures, is one of the number two. Since it is sharp, nature is extremely tough. There has never been a battle damage before in the human world.

But the fact is that the black pitch hit the blue fire, then twisted like a spirit snake, adjusted the angle, and continued to fly towards itself.

Lin Xuan frowned, although he knew the fire was invincible, but at this time, there was no room for change, and he could only go with his scalp.

Driven by his thoughts, the blue flame sword flashed and quickly shrunk.

Though powerful and powerful, everything has its advantages and disadvantages, and after the huge blue fire, it is not so tough and sharp.

After knowing that the black pitch was not an ordinary treasure, Lin Xuan naturally did not dare to use the secret surgery anymore, to restore the blue flame sword to the ruler square circle, and then severely cut his waist over the black pitch.

After this hit, the timing was excellent, Lin Xuan's face even showed some satisfaction, but soon his expression condensed.

By this blow, the black pitch seemed to have no effect. Instead, it wrapped itself around the prey like a snake.

Lin Xuan only saw clearly that it was a snake, no, it should be a snake-shaped weird treasure, all black as ink, was made of unknown material, on its back, favorable blade protruded, but it really looked like a snake.

Lin Xuan is also quite knowledgeable, but this shape of treasure, seriously never seen, there are ten eighty-nine, sealed with the demon snake organ spirit inside.

The green flame sword was entangled by it, and the sharp blade behind it was severely cut over the sword surface.

“Bad.”

Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed, his hands gripped, the blue sword spirits flashed, but he couldn't get out of it.

“Kid, fuck you! ”

The face of the dragon ancestor flashed a slight colour, the voice did not set, the sound of the scrubbing came into his ear, the blue flame sword was actually destroyed.

For a moment, Lin Xuan barely believed in the scene he saw, followed him for hundreds of years, and countless blue fires of war, was actually destroyed.

Shit, is that the strength of Dong Xuan Period?

And the old devil did not stop, while Lin Xuan's heart was traumatized, the snake sword was like a shocking lightning bolt, shooting like his chest.

If it hits him, Lin Xuan can imagine what will happen, then Liu Qing's front car won't be far behind.

Poor Green Fire is also easily destroyed, and Ujinlong Armor Shield may not be able to block such an attack.

Defense is its own soft ribs, and the magical shield is in the hands of the moon.

Lin Xuan sighed, there was no time to give him more thought.

The robe swept away with a long, slit sword.

I can't believe it. Can you cut off the fire? Can't you even stop Tianling Bao?

Lin Xuan reached out and grabbed it. Tongbao's trick moved slightly. Countless silver scales appeared on his elbows. Then Lin Xuan's sword served as a chest, and the sword light flowed, and the sound of impact came.

When the two treasures meet, the snake sword is powerful, but Tong Tian Ling Bao is a water item. Even the treasure of the old monster of the Cao Xuan Dynasty is slightly less than that. The snake sword is struck by lightning and finally eats and retreats.

“Huh?”

The old devil was stunned, then swept his eyes over the magic sword, his face revealed greed without any cover: “Tong Tianling Bao, the little guy in the clutch period, actually has Tong Tianling Bao? ”

“Hey, looks like my husband really didn't make a mistake this time, this treasure, I'll take it. ”

The voice went down, a crisp “typing” came into my ear, glittering, thousands of artifact treasures appeared around me, and all sorts of mystical thunderstorms.

Needless to say, it was the monks around them who carried ghosts, but also in their hearts. If Lin Xuan and the honored beasts fell, they would have no power to resist at all. Therefore, although they were afraid in their hearts, they had to do something a little bit. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)