Tempered Immortal

A swarm of black fog came out, wrapped his entire body, not only the old man, but also several clubbing monks beside him, this man is obviously a Daoist fairy fixer, how...

It is well known that the Orthodox demons restrain each other and that this practice cannot be studied together, yet the scene before them breaks the common sense.

Lin Xuan's sleeve robe blew and the haunted fog swarmed out, spinning flashing, forming a vortex.

Deep down, deep inside.

Then a miserable white boner stretched out of it.

The surface is also wrapped in a haunted fire, which at first glance is evil from the pubic realm.

“What a ghost trick! ”

The truth is better than eloquence, even if it doesn't conform to common sense, this thing is clearly in front of you, can you still keep your eyes open?

The old man was also greatly dismayed, but soon he calmed down again, so what if the other party could ghost magic, at first glance, is something to hold Buddha's feet, can it be compared to his centuries-old mystery?

The mystery of this ghost claw, even if it is encountered by later monks, will not dare to be slightly negligent, powerful, and not beneath the treasure of its own destiny.

How dare he fight against himself when he wants to stop his enemies?

Arrogance comes at a price if you don't know if you live or die.

The old man's face flashed a hint of gloom, and he didn't see any extra movement. The ghost claw danced in the air, and the gloomy, broken voice entered his ears, and countless black claws appeared, paving the ground and flocking towards the enemy.

Lin Xuan also did not show weakness. Likewise, he pointed out that the bone hand flashed green, and hundreds of ghost fires appeared next to him, blowing down towards each other.

Boom!

The crackling sound came into my ear, and the next breath, the claw flare and the ghost fire hit me hard.

The sky rapidly darkened, countless yin qi interwoven around each other, and all the ghosts cried, the circle of the dozens of miles, has turned into Shu Luo ghost.

A black lightning bolt broke through the sky, and then the ghost fire clearly took the upper wind, blowing the claw down 708 times, a sound into the ear, the bone hand had rushed past like a ghost claw.

Another black light wave, this time the collision was obviously better than the appetizer, the ghost claw hands gripping each other, then the broken sound came.

“Pfft...”

The old man bled out, and his face was full of incredible colors: "Impossible, what kind of mystery can you break my ghost claw? ”

“Humph, there's nothing better to talk about with the dead, Your Excellency, than to be a fool. ”

Lin Xuan coldly said that the voice had not fallen, the bone hand had glistened green and had strangely disappeared.

The old man's face changed dramatically, he turned his head vigilantly, then as if he thought of something, he reached out and tried to take out the defensive treasure, unfortunately it was too late, only three feet in front of him, the green light flashed suddenly, a scary bone hand emerged without signs, the ghost fire with green oil, the wind rushed into his small belly.

Blood suddenly poured, the old man shouted loudly, his whole body constantly twisted and swayed, trying to break free, unfortunately in vain, the ghost fire on the surface of the bone hand swarmed, wrapped the old man's body all at once.

The other party's cry stopped, and man had been turned to ashes, leaving only half of the inanimate Yuan Baby.

This thing is a great complement to the demon tribe, but Lin Xuan retained it for no use. The bone hand grabbed a finger and Yuan Baby was also crushed.

Even spirits are devoured by ghost fire. They die completely, and it is impossible to seek revenge in a round.

The whole process of rabbit falling, in terms of complication, actually only a few breathing kung fu, the three clutch fixers have not yet reacted, the companion has fallen, their faces are white.

As the saying goes, killing a chicken monkey and killing a late monk is almost like cutting a melon dish. This is magical. It doesn't look like a mid-term monk owns it. The three of them just feel cool behind their backs. Is the other party an old monster from the Dong Xuan Dynasty, pretending to play a few of their own here?

The more you imagine, the more your heart beats like a drum, the less you fight, but your heart is already frightened.

“Where the hell are you, brothers, going to Poison Dragon Island and killing innocents without fear of revenge from your ancestors?” Speaking is the fairy fixer of the jade band of the gown. He looks only twenty years old, and he is extremely handsome.

Of course, it can't be compared to Tian Xiao Jian and Xian Qian Yi Lan, but he is handsome compared to himself.

“Killing innocents?” Lin Xuan laughed: “Do you not do evil repairs on the island of poison dragon, are you ashamed to say this in front of me? As for the old man of poison dragon, Lin has a vengeance with him, so what if I kill his disciple? I will rob him of the wealth he has left on the island. Whoever makes him offend me, he must be prepared to be avenged by me. ”

“Are you Lin, the one who ruined the Ancestor's body?” A shock came into her ear, Lin Xuan turned her head and saw that the woman in the palace was covering her hands and her face was full of surprises.

“Sister Fu, what are you talking about? The master said that the boy named Lin was a fairy repairer in the early days of the club...”

The voice of the man in the gown stopped, and more than hundreds of years had passed, and it was likely that the other party would advance in the medium term.

And while he was still in his early years, he could escape the pursuit of the ancient ancestral progeny of the Numen, the strength of the Divine Master, far surpassed that of his fellow Brothers. Isn't it even more powerful to advance to the middle term?

In this line of reasoning, it is possible that the other party will indeed prevail over the post-clutch fairy fixer.

In his mind, the gown boy gradually became idle.

If the other party is truly dressed as an old monster, then you don't have to say anything, just wash your neck and kill them, but if it is Lin Xuan, the situation is naturally unusual.

If he is stronger than a fairy practitioner, even if it's just a clutch, can he fight the siege of three late monks?

Old Ong also falls because of careless enemies, and he will never make such mistakes again.

So in his heart, his lips moved slightly, and he carried out the technique of propagation into secret, and in short, he told his two companions about this analysis.

The old lady with white hair and the girl in palace clothes listened and nodded, this analysis, to be honest, is probably not wrong.

The cold sweat on their heads disappeared, and they looked at Lin Xuan's face, and they became unfit again.

Almost got caught by this guy, if he really is Lin Xuan, grab him, give it to the ancestors, the three of himself, enough to resist.

Think of it here, their faces, even a little bit of excitement.

Lin Xuan has been watching coldly. He has no intention of taking advantage of manoeuvres. Confidence is not the same as arrogance.

Lin Xuan dares to do so, there is absolute certainty, vengeance, makes people bloody, this feeling, he doesn't mind feeling a little longer.

At this time, after some analysis, the three evil cultivators finally reached a tacit agreement, looking to Lin Xuan's expression, and not very good.

“Do it! ”

The old woman with white hair drank loudly, the old dragon clock just disappeared, her right hand flashed, she had sacrificed the tap crutch in her hand to the sky, and then moved like a rabbit quickly, several tricks in succession, the tap crutch flashed, then twisted, then a pair of giant python appeared in front, mouth spray, surrounding heaven and earth energy, constantly poured into the body of this python.

Let it breathe, make it strong and powerful.

Pfft...

Another head appeared, and the python seemed to keep changing.

The other two were not idle either. The man reached between his waists and took out a bloody red sword. He was angry and could even see the translucent unjust soul attached to it.

Obviously a treasure of some kind.

This surprised Lin Xuan a little. The poison dragon Joe was not a ghost repair. Why is his disciple one at a time...

Of course, it had nothing to do with me, and Lin Xuan was a little curious.

As for the woman in the palace, the bracelet on her wrist faded and the bracelet sparkled, obviously an extraordinary treasure.

The three men were both brothers and sisters, cooperating and quite tacitly, with a clear level of attack, and joined forces to fight towards Lin Xuan.

“Well done! ”

Lin Xuan's mouth was full of laughter.

Reaching into his arms, he had a black gourd in his palm, and then Lin Xuanyang's hand sacrificed it, and the gourd quickly rose in volume.

“Disease!”

Lin Xuan pointed forward and suddenly the spiritual light flashed and countless red sand grains appeared in his sight.

The wind swept like a cloud toward the enemy.

“What treasure is this? ”

The thoughts in the minds of the three of them had not yet turned, and the three weird pythons first collided with Tianlesha.

Silent, sandy grains just stick to the surface of a giant python.

The gray-haired old woman relieved herself: “What treasure did the old man think he was, trying to trap my crutches, hum, daydream? ”

However, the voice went down, and a dense burst of stir-fry beans came into the ear, one after the other at the beginning, but it soon became a line.

Pfft...

In that burst, the old woman's face suddenly grew white and a bite of blood erupted.

Turned into a walking stick for a weird python, but her magic treasure was blown up so spiritually that she naturally couldn't get any better.

“Bad!”

The other two were horrified, but it was obviously too late to retrieve the treasure. Soon, the scene just reappeared. Their treasure was blown up before they had had time to play the power.

The two men did not vomit blood, but their faces were white as paper, obviously a sign of great loss of energy.

Even more appalling in my heart, I suspect that the judgment just made was wrong. Is it so powerful that the brothers in the middle of the divorce, with just one blow, broke the joint position of the three people. This kind of thing, don't say it before, I have never heard of it.

However, it has become clear that Lin Xuan's just extermination of Old Ong was not a companion's light-hearted enemy, nor was it the kid's luck, but that he really had such a fearsome power.

Scary is the only adjective, and even if the three of them unite, they are not his opponents.

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