Tempered Immortal

Lin Xuan bit his teeth, but his ordinary face appeared resolute and resolute. This is not the first time he has encountered such a crisis. In the face of strong enemies, the unyielding will can lead him to victory.

Now the situation is favorable, he's going to rot into magic!

Who says the overstep challenge is impossible.

What about the Dong Xuan Dynasty old monster? The rabbit is rushed, but it bites too.

Lin Xuan took a breath, put away the magic sword, and danced with his hands. In the sky, countless phantoms appeared. It looked like a thousand hands of Guanyin.

One by one, the magical French seal.

The voice of Buddhist Sanskrit also appeared in the hidden room.

True Spirit hit Lin Xuan not much before, but this kind of scene has never appeared. What does this magic have to do with Buddhist zong?

Thoughts flashed through my mind, but Lin Xuan didn't have time to think more slowly.

His spiritual powers, like his palms pouring wildly, squeezed him from the Dantian to the meridian, all over his body, almost every drop of spiritual power.

There was a void in my mind, and after my powers were drawn, I felt dizzy, I wanted to throw up, and I could say that I couldn't take it any more.

The power of this technique is great, but if the mind and the gods do not reach a certain degree, and want to do it, it is simply a dream.

But in terms of power, it's better than the Magic Sword.

The spiritual power was highly compressed, Lin Xuan's hands closed, holding it in the palm of his hand, but an egg-sized light ball, but the surface of the arc wrapped around it, the mysterious appearance of countless meter-sized symbols.

And in that sphere, there was a phantom bullet flashing.

Tiger!

However, it is very different from the ordinary king of the mountain forest. True spiritual strike, by definition, is the mystery of imitation of a certain god and beast in the spiritual world.

White Tiger of the Four Spirits!

The other side of the dead is the twilight.

After the light ball was formed, Lin Xuan had no intention of delaying it. He shouted at the price and suddenly pushed the ball out.

The light ball that gathered his powers burst, the mini version of the white tiger shouted out, the size surged, soon more than three lengths, but the momentum was stronger than that of the Kirin just now, with thunder and rage, cruelly like the old man hit it.

……

At the same time, the other side.

The blonde Cave Xuan Dynasty Immortal also caught up with Fiber Curtain Yi Lan. This old monster is obviously smarter than his companions. What use is the bullshit, let's catch each other first.

The next scene, however, was much bigger than he expected. Even though Yi Lan the Fiber Curtain was a wolf, he was able to hold Heavenly Spiritual Treasure in his hand, and he actually survived.

Unlike the Magic Sword, the treasure does not release too much power, but it is sharp, and each hit does not consume too much magic.

The knife is brighter than the sun. The old blonde, as a hollow old monster, has a full face full of alert colors and is reluctant to hardwire.

After all, however, the gap lies there. Over time, the situation in Ibaran has become increasingly unfavourable. Sooner or later, it will be a matter of failure.

Huh...

A golden claw emerged, and Fiber Curtain Yi Blue risked dangerously avoiding it. However, his two defensive treasures were destroyed. There was paper paste in front of the claw, and the other party did not even sacrifice the treasure. Just because of deep magic, Fiber Curtain Yi Blue could not resist.

It's obviously not going to work.

You must not crash here, and you will be caught by the other party. That seems to be the only way to go.

Fibre curtain Yi Blue's eyes flashed a firm color, a mouth, a bloody gust of blood ejected from the outside, a bang exploded, a bloody mist appeared in front of him.

As the wind glistened, seven groups of baby fist-sized blood symbols appeared, slipping in front of his chest, and then not into the body of Sleeveless Blue.

The prick sounds into his ears, his top was broken, the surface of his skin, suddenly a black demonic pattern appeared, and at the same time a violent and pure magic arose. The pair of snow and white wings behind him also became dark, even the nature of spiritual power began to change...

With his limbs stretched out, his hair broke free of the crown of gold hair, windswept like a demon snake, and his muscles protruded outward. However, it didn't look scary, it gave people a feeling, but it was similar to iron blocks. As if he was throwing his hands up, there was a force of mountain falling into the sea.

The magic surge, the cultivation is still the peak of the early clutch, but it gives a completely different feeling than just now.

For a fairy practitioner, the realm is the most important, but by no means the only, determinant of the strength of a monk.

The whole transformation was complicated, actually, in an instant.

The old man with blonde hair looked straight at him, but deep in his eyes, there was a sperm flashing past him. This look, this smell, very familiar eyes, where has he seen it?

Ancient demon?

No, the other party is obviously a human fairy practitioner. Is he practicing some kind of top magic trick?

But even the top magic might not have this effect, which is a bit strange.

The dark wings behind the curtain Yi Blue flashed, the wind rolled, his body, there was an amazing amount of pressure, far more than its own realm can possess, the air jet, it looked almost like a demon from hell.

However, the old man with blonde hair could not fight. After all, he is a dong Xuan Dynasty immortal. So what if he carried out a strange transformation and wanted to share the autumn color equally with himself?

I don't know!

In his mind, the old monster drank violently, shaped like a golden ray, glittering like the sun, and then he rushed towards each other like a meteor.

In the middle of nowhere, a hand shot, a golden flash, a lion-like monster appeared in sight, pounded, almost like a hill.

Blinking through the blue eyes of the screen, Tong Tian Ling Bao in his hand swung down hard, and a bright knife appeared.

But the lion's palms slapped, the blood basin opened wide mouth, it was also a moon-shaped light wave flashing, but the volume compared to the light released by Tong Tianling Bao can not speak the same day, and it is equally bright.

The two strong and unmatched forces collided, first a tiny little thin, as if the wire was pulled into the ear, but the noise of the spike appeared to be quiet, then at the collision of the two energies, the strong and horizontal light waves swept out, everything in the vicinity turned into nothingness, then the bursting sound came out as astonishingly.

However, the lion had no intention of resting. Stick to this terrible light wave and rush to the front of the screen Yilan. Two foreclaws were shot. If hit, the end of the screen Yilan was only one, and the body fell. As for Yuan Bao's ability to keep his life, it depends on whether the other party wants to capture him alive or not.

Situated, the crisis has reached a point where there is no added value, yet there is little fear in the face of Sleeveless Blue.

He's not hiding, or, at this moment, trying to hide is simply too late.

With the Willow Leaf Knife shaped Tong Tian Ling Bao in his left hand, his right hand was raised above his head, and his magic, if there was a lifelike bee in his palm, formed a swirl instantly.

At first, the size of the egg was not enough, but at the next moment, it increased to a ruler square circle, deep inside, with no bottom in sight, yet the volume was worth mentioning compared to that of a lion.

Faced with this horrible attack, it makes people feel like Mantis Arm is the same as Mantis Arm.

But the next moment, an incredible scene occurs, the sound of a whirlwind enters the ear, and from the vortex, countless fine black gas bees out, like the tentacles of life, tie the lion's five flowers.

The old golden monster looks cold and injects infinite power into the lion's body.

The lion's golden flare, desperately trying to break free, but the next thing, it's so eye-catching, those filaments are so flexible, although they look like they'll break off at a touch, but in fact, it's not like that at all, only a handful of filaments are broken, they can erupt more from the vortex, wrap the whole lion, and then they're annihilated inside.

“This...”

Around the blonde old monster experienced countless storms and bloodshed, at this moment, eyes widened, tongues stuck, district clutch fixer, how could there be such an anti-sky spell.

I don't know, my eyes swept through the vortex again, but there was a gleam in my head.

Sleeveless blue left hand swing, shining bright knife again.

“Wait a minute. Don't do it yet. My husband has something to say. ”

“Hmm, this is the way it is. What else can you say, either you die or I live?” Fiber Curtain Ylang said coldly, but despite his mouth, he stopped the movement.

“If you want the fish dead net to break, you are far better than the same class of fairy practitioners, but you want to defeat Brother Dong Xuan, but there is no chance. Answer my question carefully. As long as your honor is satisfied, I can't let you go at first.” The old blonde smiled slightly and didn't think to say it.

“What do you want to ask? ”

“2,000 miles southeast of here, did you destroy the Lee family of immortals? ”

“Nice.” Fiber Curtain Elan did not hide, speaking of flowers and intestines, he did not have Lin Xuando, the kid, just a little bit of a slut, in fact people are honest.

“Why, do you have a grudge against them? ”

“Hmm, the Lee brothers, they didn't know each other before. ”

“If there is no vengeance, why did you do it?" ”

“It makes no sense, Your Excellency. Such things are not worth mentioning in the fairy world. They are blocking my financial path. Are you satisfied with this answer?” Sleeveless blue is not inferior.

Even in the face of the Dong Xuan Dynasty Fairy, the arrogance on his body could not be concealed, it had nothing to do with strength, as if it were a birthplace.

The blonde monster was silent.

“I've answered everything you have to ask. Can you let the book go? ”

“Wait, one last question, if I'm not mistaken, Daoyou is not our immortal practitioner from the East China Sea. What is your relationship with Lord Tenjin? ”

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