Tempered Immortal

His movements were not necessarily speedy, but the reaction of the two former infant monks was obviously slowed down, and although he retreated, he was entwined by the worm cloud.

“Ah!”

Awesome screaming into the ear, so close to the distance, they couldn't even sacrifice the treasure, and the protective spirit light was easily broken through, head to foot, every inch of skin on the body, was crawling with bugs.

That feeling is difficult to describe in words, but life is not as certain as death, not to mention the degree of tragedy, not to mention spiritual purification.

After just a few breaths of kung fu, both of them even lost their screams, and then a loud bang came into their ears, and the two Yuan Baby Fairies actually chose to blow themselves up.

That power was so small that tens of thousands of blood fire ants were blown up into powder, and yet this number, relative to their enormous size, was nothing. The remaining bugs had no idea what fear and death were, and the former servants followed like those monks.

Everyone already had the gall chills, no one expected this to be the result. Originally these monks were also hundreds of fighters, but they could face such a terrible bug, they did not even have the courage to fight one battle.

I don't know who shouted, then ignored, turned around and fled, the morale of the others had already fallen to the bottom of the valley, this meeting was led by someone, then what was left to do here, also scattered and scattered as birds and beasts.

The red-haired old man was angry, but when things got to this point, what could he do, obviously, was powerless to come back to heaven.

There was a glimmer of frustration on his face and he fled, but the venom in his eyes was obvious, and he would not stop anyway.

“Wanna go? ”

The corner of Lin Xuan's mouth reveals a slight mockery, letting the tiger return to the mountain, the aftermath is endless. Otherwise, the secret rudder of Baihua Gate can be completely exposed. How could Lin Xuan let this happen?

“Disease!”

He saw several tricks go on like blood fire ants, and then an incredible scene happened to the insect herd.

“Buzzing” sounds into the ears, they split into countless strands, converging separately, only to see the red flashing, and a bloody spear appeared.

Lin Xuan learned from the soul of the Sovereign Dynasty to drive the enemies of the insect herd, but also has a lot of discipline. Embracing it is the stupidest way, like the one in front of him, condensing the insect herd into a weapon can greatly increase its power.

Lin Xuan raised his right hand high and then swung it down.

There is no suspense at all. There is only a glimmer of blood. Those spears are scattered around and appear to be cluttered. However, they actually include every fleeing monk. Lin Xuan does not want to be exposed to the main rudder of Baihumen. Then, killing them all is the only option. Even a leaking fish cannot be spared.

The screams fluctuated, and the nearest few Brookstons were speared through their chests.

“Buzz!”

Then the fire ants scattered and wrapped it in its entirety, and the Yuan Baby would never escape.

The rest of us were even more timid, and suddenly the spirit rose and sacrificed the treasure instrument of defensive attributes, but it was useless. There was a shield blocked in front, and the spear quickly spread away, bypassing the shield, and then re-illusioned the fairy sword or flying knife-like thing, the blood flowered brilliantly, circled around each other's neck, and it was easy to lift, and their head had been removed.

As for the disillusioned shield, it has a full defense, but the spear attack is not small, many of them were pierced and broken, very few, blocking the first wave of attacks, but soon, more blood fire ants swarmed up again, and finally it was difficult to escape the end of the meteor.

The whole process was complicated, but the blinking battle was coming to an end. Hundreds of high-end fairy fixers over the cotton period were still alive, with only one remaining.

Old redhead!

This old man, after all, is a figure at the peak of the middle term. Of course, he doesn't want to deal with it as well as his apprentice and grandson. At this time, he is manipulating the energy of heaven and earth and spinning with blood fire ants.

Lin Xuan's eyebrows were picked. In the situation before him, blood fire ants won without any suspense. After all, such hard consumption is not safe. At least some of it is too wasteful.

Although the increase in blood fire ants is easy, there is no need for them to be sacrificed here for nothing.

Thoughts turned around and Lin Xuan sent out his thoughts.

“Buzz.”

As the long whale absorbed water, all the blood fire ants flew back, the white light flashed, and returned to the Tower of Souls. Then Yuan Baby opened his mouth, a light spray thin, and after turning the treasure small, swallowed it back into his stomach.

The red-haired old man's eyebrows were wrinkled, his face was gloomy and uncertain. His situation was clear to himself. His mind counted. He drained himself like he had just done. Why did the other party suddenly stop?

Is there a conspiracy?

Thoughts turned around, but he didn't think too much. The enemy was far more difficult to deal with than expected. This hand deworming alone suppressed himself to death.

The disciple and grandson also all fell. Although he hated it in his heart, he also knew that staying here would not get him any better.

As the saying goes, gentlemen are avenged not too late for 10 years. Now find a way to save their lives and then take revenge.

After deciding on the idea, he glanced at Lin Xuan and then shook up together, shooting at the left.

Lin Xuan's face had no surprise. The reaction of the other party was already in his expectations.

With a handshake, Lin Xuan has disappeared from the spot without a trace. It is not a nine-day step, but a transient divinity.

As a body of meta-baby, this mystery can naturally be easily performed.

A few flashes, first and foremost, have been blocked in front of each other.

“Die! ”

The red-haired old man drank loudly, and the other party did so, it was like a dramatic ingredient in it. Is there any mistake? I really think of myself as paper paste.

The mud man is still three kinds of fire, not to mention, as a leader of a party, how can he not be a proud figure, the other side is difficult to deal with, but without the help of the devil worm, there should be no great thing.

The thought flashed through his heart, and his robe blew, smashing those two treasures like gold wheels towards Lin Xuan.

The power of this treasure is obviously not insignificant.

District a Yuan Baby Body, see how you deal with it?

The old man thought badly.

Lin Xuan laughed, looking at the terrible attack as nothing, his right hand raised, hooked, halo flowed, a flame of egg size rising from the palm of his hand.

The size of this was nothing, but the body size of the Yuan Baby was too small, and it looked terrible.

Phew...

As if a sea breeze had swept through it, Lin Xuan then leaned back and made a hard throw. The illusion fire crossed a beautiful arc and collided directly with each other's treasure.

The red-haired old man was furious in his heart. Faced with his full blow, he didn't even sacrifice the treasure. He let out a flame. He had seen arrogance, but he had never seen such arrogance.

Anger laughed back, he didn't make a sound, he just poured his magic all over him, mad into the near treasure, exasperated, but the other party's act of such idiocy, it was simply a search for death.

From another angle, this is also a rare opportunity, how could he miss it?

Having absorbed the master's powers, the golden wheel became more radiant and the space seemed slightly distorted enough to see its power.

The next moment, however, the old man stared.

With a stab in his ear, a blue-morned halo burst from the flame, and momentarily, a layer of fog appeared on the surface of the treasure that was so loud that it was then frozen.

This is not over, and then the flame turns grey, hoping for the treasure, which allows the old man to weather off at a visible speed to the golden wheel from the arrogant.

“Pfft...”

A bite of blood is thin. After all, what is lost is the treasure of life. Of course, an old man with blood ties is inevitably injured. But in his eyes, it is still an incredible colour. What kind of magic fire is this? How can the power be so incredible?

Fantasy Fire!

This move is enough to sweep across the same order, which is why Lin Xuan reassured the second dollar baby to come out against the enemy.

With this magic flame protection, as long as you don't encounter the old monster of Dong Xuan Dynasty, even if you are close to the peak, you can only escape from the wind. A medium-term monk in the district, Lin Xuan really didn't see it.

“Disease!”

He pointed to the forward point, the illusion fire that had just been built, changed again, a flash, actually turned into a ten-year-old demon worm, all made the color of fire red. Looks similar to the color of Evening Xia.

The body is flat, cut apart, needless to say, naturally blackwater locusts.

However, this is not a simple metamorphosis technique, in which the spirit of this strange worm is truly refined.

A bug this big, just the shape, is scary, and the hissing goes into his ears, spraying a red mist from his mouth.

No, it's not red fog. The so-called fog is made up of a semi-liquid red dot of different sizes, still flashing.

It seems to have a heterogeneous effect with the disease's chemical fog, but it is more refined. Obviously, after the condensation of the Psychic Fire, this technique will become more powerful.

Soon, the strange red fog poured out, whining and wrapping the old man.

The old man was stunned, his hands dancing like butterflies, and a thick light screen rose.

But it's useless. The fog, as if it were permeable, sees the defensive light screen as nothing, and it's easy to get into it.

“What kind of spell is this? ”

The old man was terrified, and the red mist covered his body, his skin, dried up quickly.

Boom!

When a muffled sound came into his ear, he chose the flesh to explode. Unfortunately, this blood mist, besides life, has an absorptive effect on magic.

There is very little spiritual power left in the meridian, and the effect of this self-detonation is not significant. When the halo dissipates, there is only one dollar of baby left suspended in the air. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)