Tempered Immortal

Chapter 1992: Old Warriors

“Is that you?”

The ancestor of the poison dragon was stunned, and then his expression became eccentric, and his face was filled with the brutality of the shadows: “Son of Lin, you dare to stand here, why did you just want to dare to attack my husband? ”

“Nice.”

Lin Xuan smiled and said, "That's it, there's no point in denying it:“ Lin Xia just thought about it that way, unfortunately God treats you badly and doesn't seem to have much chance. ”

“Humph, even if the attack is made, what can be done? Just because you are a clutch fixer in your district, you want to be a difficult husband. I really don't know how to live.” Toxic Dragon Ancestor said coldly.

He is indeed qualified to say so.

Gaps in the great realm are not as simple as filling them. The transcendental challenge may be real, but in the eyes of most people, it is only a distant legend.

Ancestral Dragon didn't think that way at all.

“Really, old man, don't you think you're being too loud, do you think you are, how much strength do you have now?” Lin Xuan's eyes swept away, and there was nothing to hide while people were in danger.

Yet he says so, just confused.

Even if he is confident of winning steadily, Lin Xuan doesn't mind, using some wisdom.

However, Ancestor Poison Dragon didn't know that, although the boy's strength was a little better than that of the average sister-in-law, he couldn't possibly threaten himself.

“The old man is really weak right now, but there is no problem to take you down, Lin Boy, Ben Ancestor will now spiritually purify you to make you understand, regret the two words, how exactly to write. ”

Old dragon shouted loudly, not in the mood, and Lin Xuan played with his mouth here delayed, only he reached out his hand, one slap between his waist, two glorious lines, from inside, flew out.

One sword, one sword!

The surface is thin with evil air and a black arc wrapped around it.

With a slight flash, he arrived at Lin Xuan's side, clamping the wind, severely chopping down.

Very straightforward trick, simple, but practical.

Fighting, it doesn't have to be so complicated, the end purpose is just to take each other's heads off, why do you have to be so fancy?

“Well done! ”

Lin Xuan's face did not panic. He only saw his hands stretched, but also two luminous rays from the waist. The poison dragon ancestors could see clearly, it was two circles, and the spiritual power properties were diametrically opposite, stopping him in front of his demonic sword.

The sound of table pong enters the ear and sees a few different colors of luminosity chased in the middle of the air, fighting hard to the extreme, but for a moment, it is also difficult to divide victory and defeat.

“Shit! ”

The old monster's expression was stiff and he couldn't help but curse. If he didn't have enough power left at this moment, would this boy be allowed to tread arrogantly?

In anger, his body trembled, a dark magic escaped from the surface of his body, the old monster's face grew paler and paler, he reached out the only remaining right hand, his index finger and thumb tight, so slightly towards the front.

“Psst!”

Sound softly into the ear, those demons began to pour, and then formed a dark swirl, deep in the swirl, with no bottom in sight, emitting the disgusting demons of the middleman.

A giant python appeared in sight.

The python was more than ten long and had three heads and two wings on its back, saying it was a serpent. However, it emitted a more inferior power than a dragon.

This is no ordinary mystery!

However, Lin Xuan's face had no fear at all.

Even the full-blown dragon ancestor can deal with himself. Besides, he is now a semi-disabled figure, what kind of tricks can he play?

However, despite this thought, deep in Lin Xuan's eyes, there is still a silver flash. The eagle beats the rabbit with all its strength. After all, the other party is a Hollow Xuan period fairy repairer. You should not underestimate yourself.

This glance swept away, but Lin Xuan's expression became strange.

In the midst of the python, there was an inch of dwarf floating.

The eyebrows of the five officials are no different from the ancestors of the poison dragon. However, what made him up was a light shadow. Obviously, this is not a Yuan Baby, but a Yuan God.

The Python was not a mystery, but an incarnation of his Numen.

What a cunning old man, if not his own Phoenix eyes, with a perspective effect, able to see through all illusions, almost fooled by him.

Mind is unintentional, defeat is not enough, but loss is certain.

Lin Xuan's face was shady and cunning, and this old monster was no fool.

Lin Xuan reached out his hand again and rubbed it between his waist. A pocket appeared in his palm.

Lin Xuan then said nothing, raised his hand to celebrate the treasure, and a trick was played up.

Woo...

The buzz enters your ears, your pockets open, and a milky white corpse comes out of it.

Soon it diffused for several miles, and there was a thin monster in the gas, hidden by a low roar.

Do you mean...

The old dragon's eyes were full of confusion. Is this little guy still practicing magic tricks, orthodontics, and how he resolved the conflict?

There was no time for him to think about it, the gas, which was soon sucked into his body by the monsters hiding in it, and a terrible zombie appeared in sight.

With a dry face, a long purple haired windward dance and exposed fangs at the corner of his mouth, the nail is half a foot long and looks similar to a sharp blade.

“Roar...”

The zombie raised his head and a shocking whistle came into his ear, accompanied by pounding spiritual pressure falling from the sky, poisonous dragon ancestors eyes straightened, couldn't help but shout:

“Impossible, you're just clutching. How did this zombie end up in a cave? ”

“So what? There's so much you don't know. ”

Lin Xuan sighed cold and drank. He rushed towards the ancestors of the poisonous dragon. In the middle of the sky, in the palm of his hand, an extra red Zen wand had arrived. He reached for it and danced gently. He saw the appearance of a thousand wands, covering half the sky and smashing it hard against his head.

It was accompanied by the sound of Buddhist Sanskrit singing into the ear.

“Psychic Buddha! ”

The old monster was stunned, panicked, and the busy sleeve robe blew, flying out of the sleeve of the jade bowl shaped treasure, sliding and circling, turned into a light screen to protect him.

Yet the dragon ancestor, and so on, felt safe, biting the tip of his tongue, a sip of fine blood, mixed with his natural energy, sprayed up towards the shield, and quickly dissolved.

This action just ended, and the next moment, Lin Xuan's attack, as promised, arrived.

Boom!

At the last moment, the wand shadow creeped into the middle, a hundred-length wand shadow appeared in place, a slight meal, with a thunderbolt on the surface, and the thick mountain fell toward the ancestors of the poisonous dragon.

“This...”

The old monster was shocked, but he was already poor in donkey skills, and the broken sound came into his ear. Despite his best efforts, the shield was still unsupported. It felt, as if hitting the stone with an egg, the cane shadow, after smashing it into powder, castrated unceasingly and hit the sea severely.

Boom!

However, the wave oil, which was 100 feet high, was much more frightening than any storm, and a small island not far away, submerged directly, was good on a deserted island, and there was no need to worry about injuring innocents.

The shield was turned into powder, which does not mean that the dragon ancestors have already fallen, and this level of old monster, that life force is quite strong.

The blow just now, technically, he was hiding from the past, but with some sort of mystery, the form grew worse and worse.

Lin Xuan's eyes were slightly squinted, only more than a hundred lengths away. The demonic wind broke out and gathered in the middle, poisonous dragon ancestors appeared in sight.

Dragon swimming shallow beach was shrimp theatre, Tiger Fall Pingyang was bullied by the dog, at this moment, the poison dragon ancestor, really reached the end of the strong crossbow, the face is no longer in pale can be described, it is almost like the dead man, not only he has not much power left, the blow just now, also caused the injury of the previous days, the flesh and body can not bear, it is almost collapsed.

That's not the worst!

What palpitated him was the strength of the enemy, far beyond what had been initially imagined.

There is actually a cave Xuan period of alchemy, as a pet, its own strength, is in no way a clutch, that just hit, in terms of power, is not weaker than the ordinary cave Xuan period old monster, is only strong.

“Are you really Lin Xuan? ”

The dragon ancestors have some doubts about their judgment.

“What do you think? ”

Lin Xuan's body flashed like a step forward and disappeared without a trace.

The old monster saw, without saying a word, lifted his right hand, dozens of thunder beads flew out of his cuffs, slipped around, did not explode, but formed a position to protect him.

“What is this? ”

Spatial fluctuations together, Lin Xuan has appeared beside him, greatly stunned, thunder beads can still be used like this?

Then came the more surprising scene.

Pfft, pfft...

The thunderbolts reflexed and did not enter his body, and then the momentum of the Dragon Ancestors began to soar.

Crazy growth...

“What kind of magic is this? ”

Lin Xuan didn't believe that dozens of thunder beads in the district could make him live in the dead. This method must be some kind of magic magic magic trick, drinking thirst quenching.

“I don't care if you are the kid with the last name Lin, I actually humiliated Ben Ancestor so much. It's a big deal to get rid of this flesh. Anyway, I'm also going to find my body to recapture...”

That statement, though not very clear, confirms one's guess.

Lin Xuan didn't panic. The old man was a good fighter, but would he go with him?

Beautiful!

Lin Xuan had no hesitation, his right hand danced, and a thousand wands appeared, so the technique was reinvigorated and fell towards the old monster's head.

See how you hide?

Ancestral dragon did not move away, nor did he sacrifice any treasure of defense. In his palm, a handicap appeared.

This symbol is golden yellow, about a third of it has been torn off, but Lin Xuan can see the difference at a glance, which is an indescribable feeling.

On that symbol, a small clock is painted.

Bubble! (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)