Tempered Immortal

The other party actually said it was a hit, and Lin Xuan had a few accidents.

But it was just an accident. With his strength, of course, there can be no fear at all. The other party is merely taking its own humiliation.

Lin Xuan, the fairy repairer of the late clutch, did not even despise the use of any treasure. It was just a sprinkling of sleeve robes. The two pieces of blue and xia flew out of the sleeves, like the dark rays and cyclones sacrificed by each other.

The sound of stabbing is great, no suspension at all, black light and cyclone are all wrapped up, Lin Xuan can only see clearly. The cyclone, for the time being, is the gathering of dead gas on the old demon, while black light is a bone blade shaped thing, the surface is flowing with a dark glow, I don't know what material is cast.

At this time, the left and right clashes in Guangxia. However, the depth of Lin Xuan's powers is no worse than that of the Holy Xuan Dynasty Immortals.

“This...”

The old zombie had to be shocked, and the result was somewhat unexpected.

However, he was even more stunned by the fact that Lin Xuan's figure had disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, the spatial fluctuations burst and Lin Xuan appeared three feet ahead of him.

Five fingers squeezed tightly and his right hand slammed toward his chest.

Looks quite similar to the black tiger of the secular martial arts, yet powerful, can't speak the same day.

Lin Xuan's fist sparkled, and a powerful cyclone emerged.

Dragon elephant Voldemort Gong has been practicing hard for so many years, coupled with the purified Kirin fruit, Lin Xuan's strength has reached an incredible level, no less than the demon race of the same class... No, in fact, it is not enough to describe it. True, even with the strength, and the late clutch with the spiritual beast descent of heaven and earth, the demon race is slightly less colorful than it is.

Yet the zombie in front of him knows nothing.

Lin Xuan's movements almost distorted his nose.

Shi Jiao, no shame, the other party does this, it is considered as nothing, it is well known, the zombie power is huge, and the body is extremely hard, the best, is close physical beating, its degree of fierceness, even the demonic tribe should be greatly inferior, among the human monks, although there is also refining technique, but it is based on cat painting tiger, there is nothing strange, the fairy in front of the late clutch, dare not even sacrifice the treasure, rush up to fight with his own flesh, this... Isn't it disrespectful to people?

“Die! ”

The old zombie drank heavily, lifted his right hand and grabbed it towards Lin Xuan's fist.

The five fingers are like hooks, and the surface is wrapped around a black arc, and the power also seems quite small.

Boom!

At the next moment, Lin Xuan's fists and the zombie's claws had been touched, and the bursting sound was loud. The first contact was the cyclone of force and the black arc.

Both look brilliant, giving the impression that there will be a dragon fight, yet the next scene will be a big drop in glasses.

There was no fierce competition at all, and the black arc was extinguished with no power to fight back.

Whether he has his watch or Lin Xuan's cyclone of power is much more powerful than he thought.

Nobody knows, and it doesn't matter.

Before the zombie's face showed any surprise, he heard the crackling noise in his ear. The opponent in this round ended in his tragic defeat. His right hand was directly broken and basically scrapped.

“This...”

The zombie glared at his eyes, and the expression on his face was unclear whether he was surprised or frightened. Don't say that he had experienced such a thing. Never heard of it before. However, Lin Xuan would not stop because he was stunned, and now it hurts to hit the water dog.

Jin Mangcha, Lin Xuan's fist, went up successively, punched and kicked, pity the hall clutched the late corpse demon, at this moment, but nothing could be done, very sadly became Lin Xuan's sandbag to practice boxing.

Zombies, while their bodies are much harder than those of their peers because of their talents, have a limit to hardness, and nothing can be infinite.

Being brutally beaten like this by Lin Xuan, how can he support it? The protective light on his body is getting weaker and weaker. The corpse gas collapsed and turned into nothing. He was actually beaten alive by Lin Xuan.

Nice, is the meteor, Lin Xuan's mind, the sensation is clear, yet no corpses and babies emerge.

Lin Xuan was stunned first and then showed a thoughtful look on his face.

Do you mean...

The robe swept out again, wrapped around its body, and then a fist-sized tragic white bead was pulled out.

Lin Xuan's face revealed the obvious color. He was right about what he expected. The dead beads were generated in this guy's body.

There are two kinds of zombies.

One is quite similar to a monk, and when it reaches the yuan baby, it produces a strange thing like a corpse baby in the body, and the other, it works with demonic devils.

But the beads are much bigger in size than the demons, but they work similarly.

Generally, zombies with corpses and babies have a higher talent for manipulation, while those with beads focus on the body's resilient defenses.

It's hard to say who's good or bad.

Relatively speaking, however, zombies have a much smaller chance of producing corpse beads than corpses and babies, which is more difficult to see.

With this object, Lin Xuan's face is obviously thinking, can you use it for his own demon?

It seems difficult, but you have to try to be clear.

At the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth, he revealed a few strands of his own, and then flashed into the small valley.

Don't look at the narrow entrance, but when it enters, it's perfectly cheerful, yet the plants inside are all strangely shaped and even smelly for a while.

There's nothing unusual about this. After all, it's a shady, cold place. Of course, plants change somewhat.

Lin Xuan saw the news and was not surprised at all. He flew directly like the most intensely vaporized place.

A small well appeared in the realization, and the wellhead was no bigger than a scale, but it emitted milky white corpse gas.

Well, it's really milky, because those corpses are so intense that the colors are quite different from the normal ones.

The stench danced with the wind for a while, Lin Xuan hurried his sleeve robe, and the protective light blocked the smell.

Then he reached out his hand and slapped it between his waists, the ghost bag flew out, his pockets wide, accompanied by a black shadow, and the demon appeared in front of him.

After Lin Xuan's March restoration, which consumed countless rare treasures, the demon has moved as usual, but his energy has not recovered compared to the full period.

As soon as he came out of the ghost bag, he opened his eyes and turned into a shady wind, like a dead well.

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