Tempered Immortal

Hard connections are not a smart choice. Lin Xuan's corner revealed a slight smile. His figure flashed. His space ripples burst, and Lin Xuan has lost his trace in a strange way.

Momentum!

No, it's even more amazing.

Because of Lin Xuan's move, he actually spanned thousands of feet.

Nine days of micro-step is unpredictable, and it suddenly makes the fissurer a little uncertain.

But he was shocked, and a red flare in his eyes came out, and then his hands swayed, and the black flashes of the Iron Feather Locust Blade burst, and then he lost track of it.

It's not that easy to pull away.

This little guy, he doesn't even know his magic.

“This thing can actually move instantly? ”

Lin Xuan's eyes definitely showed surprise, but that's all. With such means, he is far from able to make himself difficult.

Lin Xuan lifted his right hand and saw no excess movement. Several shields appeared in front of him. The shape was archaic, with patterned surfaces, similar to the size of an ordinary man's slap.

The wind flashes and the treasure is fan-shaped.

Each side of the shield, each with its own spiritual outburst, connected to a blue light screen, a Tai Chi pattern flowing on it, appeared mysterious.

The process is complicated, in fact, Lin Xuan has been completely protected for a short time.

Later, as the sound of horseshoe pedaling snow came into the ear, the iron feather locust knife had laid the curtain harshly, the burst sounds fluctuated, Lin Xuan had looked at the treasure very high, but it was only by his own teachings that he knew that the treasure was much scarier than he had imagined.

If it is a general defensive treasure, even if the grade is not weak, it will be broken, but Xuan Qingzi's mother shield is mortal.

It's a imitation of Lingbao!

The original grade is already very high. What's even more rare is that this treasure is a set of objects with a superimposed effect. Its defense is no less than the Mythical Shield in Moon's hand.

Even though the Iron Feather Locust Knife has an anti-heavenly effect, how can this treasure's defense be easily broken? For a moment, it is in a state of holding.

Thousands of dark and bright rays wrapped around Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan raised his head and smiled at the corner of his mouth. In his character, of course, there was no light to beat him back. He raised his right hand and the phantom flames emerged.

The four-color glow on the surface reveals a different mysterious power.

“Go.”

Lin Xuan's wrist flipped, and the fire immediately burst into flames, glittering, killing him in the front.

On the other side, the blue dragon also made a remarkable noise, the sharp teeth clawed out, beat the python 708, shrunk, shook heavenly price shouting, and pounded at each other.

Although Lin Xuan's own crisis has not been resolved, wavering room has been a counter-attack.

The real man in the rift was shocked. He was not a man with a fake watch. His eyes were not weak. Naturally, he could see that both attacks were not small. He drank loudly, and two powerful men flew out of his sleeve. One was a treasure in the shape of a hook and the other was a gourd the size of a slap.

Wu Hook resisted Blue Dragon, but the gourd fell out.

Because the attack of the Phantom Fire was nothing but vain. It didn't really fly away like the enemy, but as soon as Xuan Qingzi's mother shield turned into a light screen, it suddenly exploded.

Time, blue flashes, four-color halos, in an instant, all transformed into extremely dark colors, horrible chills, such as waves and fluctuations, layered and stacked like tumbling around.

In the middle of the cold, it's a tiny phoenix, noble and gorgeous, even though it's only a few feet long from beginning to end.

This phoenix, of course, is not a legendary beast, but is made up of blue ice crystals.

The Iron Feather Locust Knife fell, but only provoked a ripple.

Not only that, but it was also gradually frozen by the chilly air of the sky, and a piece of slap-sized ice crystal appeared.

Clear, shiny and beautiful.

The old man in the rift had to be greatly dismayed. No one else knew the power of this iron feather locust knife. He himself knew clearly that he had suffered endlessly in order to refine an iron feather into this treasure.

But the reward is huge. Even if it is a fairy practitioner of the same order, few people can resist it, but in front of them...

Is this guy really a clutch?

Or some old monster, playing pig and eating tigers here.

The general doubts that arise in the hearts of the Rift Man are enough to show how frightened he is at this moment.

Yet, as the saying goes, leakage occurs at night, and bad luck often comes in unison.

The iron feather locust knife was broken on this side, and on the other side, the Wu hook-shaped treasure was torn to pieces by the dragon.

The five-line Spiritual Array is truly small, even though it merely takes out a flag and drives it freely, demonstrating the power of far surpassing the common treasure.

If the five flags come out, their magic and power can be compared to that of Tong Tian Ling Bao.

Lin Xuan's expression was very satisfying.

And the divine colour of the split vacuum human being, it is hard to see. My heart regrets so much. I really went out and didn't see the Yellow Calendar, and I got into such a big enemy for no reason.

If you continue to fight, you will never get the benefit. Failure is the most likely outcome. A bad one, you may still have your life worried.

He had his heart out of the war, but Lin Xuan would not let him go. He tried several times in a row and had no chance.

The real man in the rift is in a dark rush, but on the surface, there is still a moment to attack.

He knew in his heart that the worse the situation, the more calm he had to be.

On several occasions, the Rift Real Man releases the god, trying to free the Iron Feather Locust Knife from bondage is futile and ineffective.

Points of tofu in brine, one by one, the power of the Iron Feather Locust Knife is unusually small, but it is more likely to be caught by the treasure of cold attributes, Lin Xuan festival of phantom fire, it is a kind of accidental hit.

Since the crisis was resolved, Lin Xuan's eyes flashed with joy and danced with his hands. He had put away Xuan Qingzi's shield.

And then, like a hipster shot, it seemed like a rare opportunity to take out new treasures against enemies, and to rejoice in a fissure.

Can we defeat this move?

Blinking through his eyes, his back wings blurred without thinking.

Disappeared from the spot.

Wind trick!

Lin Xuan immediately recognized this kind of divinity, but it didn't help, and the next moment, the Rift Vacuum Man appeared in front of him.

Being able to cross thousands of feet at a time, its subtlety can be compared to its own nine day microsteps.

But to be able to do this, obviously, is to use some kind of massively damaging energetic technique, because his face, tragic white to the extreme, how can it be like Lin Xuan to carry out nine days of microsteps, and lift the weight slightly?

But anyway, the purpose of the raid has been reached. The split real man's face revealed a slight smile, his fingernails danced, the crackling burst into his ear, a pair of blue giant claws suddenly appeared, the sound of the broken sky into his ear, harshly like Lin Xuan grabbed it.

This old monster, not only cunning, but also a decisive figure in the slaughter, sees the opportunity never let go, after a struggle, he has counted, he is by no means an opponent of the monks in front of him, but does not mean that there is no chance of victory at all.

For example, how magical is your treasure spell? Can you compare the strength of close physical combat with yourself?

This is obviously impossible.

By the way, this little guy evacuated the difficult defensive treasure. Doing so would be like finding yourself dead. As the saying goes, God does evil, you can live, you can do evil yourself, you can't live, such a good opportunity, the fissure man will not let go.

Seizing this slightly passing opportunity, he naturally gathered 10% of his powers, hoping to be able to do his part, tearing Lin Xuan to pieces to satisfy his heart.

In peace of mind, he's got a good idea. There's absolutely nothing wrong with this kind of tactic.

But the ancient language cloud, plotting people, doing things in the sky, the calculation of the cleft vacuum man is correct, biased to meet Lin Xuan can only count as bad luck to him.

Not bad, other fairy fixers, compared to the demonic tribe, due to talent, the power of close combat is really far from it, let alone the other party is a Dong Xuan period old monster, Lin Xuan is a clutch, even if upside down, a demon tribe in the late clutch, meet a hole in Xuan period human fairy fixer, as long as the human is close to him and does not open the defensive treasure, it is likewise likely to be lost in seconds.

But Lin Xuan was different and saw the blue claw emerge. His face revealed a strange color.

“Really smart to be mistaken. ”

Lin Xuan mumbled darkly, the voice did not go down, behind it was the golden moon, then emerged nine-headed eighteen arms, the situation looked amazing.

“Golden figure! ”

The real man in the rift was terrified, knowing that this time it was probably a kick to the iron plate, but this time, what could he do? There was no arrow to open the bow. All kinds of thoughts flashed in his mind. At this time, he could not avoid it. A loud drink was made. The blue claw suddenly became much stronger, and the surface was still haunted by the dark blue arc.

“Ben, get an axe! ”

Lin Xuan naturally had no fear whatsoever, nor did he see any extra movement. The eighteen arms behind him had been held tight by five fingers, and he had bombarded the other side hard. The nine heads were not idle. One mouth, a white column of light erupted. The energy contained therein was not small.

According to the saying, the four hands of the double-fisted enemy, not to mention the power of Xiao Luo Tianfa, the bursting sound into the ear, the attack of the blue claw was blocked by nine arms, the rest, flung straight up and down desperately, was beaten a nasal blueface swelling.

“You...”

The real person in the fissures was angry and crossed. I didn't expect to steal chicken and eat rice. At this time, I was trying to retreat. It was simply too late. Lin Xuan was equally good at catching fighter planes. How could he leave? Otherwise, the other party is an old monster of the Cao Xuan Dynasty. Even if he could win, he would still spend a lot of time, carelessly, and possibly let the other party slip away.

That would be infinite. It was not Lin Xuan's will, so he had to grab the warplanes in front of him and kill the evil monster here. (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.)