Tempered Immortal

It's boring to sit and wait, but for a fairy practitioner, it's nothing.

Lin Xuan could survive even two hundred years of painstaking repair. For him, it was just a hairy rain, not to mention.

The demon is likely to return here at any time. Lin Xuan naturally cannot practise and fight. Although practicing requires hard work, there is no need for anything but morning and evening.

Although Lin Xuan also sat on his knees, he merely adjusted and kept himself in the best shape at any time. Lin Xuan sat for several days as if he were a big stone and had been there since Heng Gu.

Early that morning, the sun had just risen, but there was still a thick fog all around, no matter what the weather, the island's corpses were extremely dense and never dispersed.

All of a sudden, Lin Xuan's eyes shrugged. Tens of thousands of miles away, he found the trail of the demon, and the other party was running to this place.

Since the advanced cave Xuan period, Lin Xuan's divinity has become incredibly powerful, comparable... No, it should be more than the late cave Xuan master.

An old monster of that kind, within 8,000 miles of God, can be as far away as Lin Xuan.

In his realm, it cannot be overstated as appalling.

At this moment, Lin Xuan felt that the demon had returned here.

Slightly hesitated, Lin Xuan did not ambush, but continued to sit where he was. After all, what had happened to Lin Xuan in the last two hundred years was unclear, whether he was an enemy or a friend was still difficult to say, Lin Xuan decided to brake statically, wait for the other party to come and see what happened before deciding.

Thousands of miles, for mortals, nature is unreachable, but in the eyes of the Cave Xuan period, although it cannot be said that it will not cost a few breaths.

Soon they arrived here.

However, he never found Lin Xuan's whereabouts, which is a real miracle.

Of course, the more important reason is that the demon didn't expect anyone to come to a remote place. After all, he had been almost uninterrupted in the last two centuries, so there was no releasing the gods to search nearby.

Otherwise, though magical, Lin Xuan will still be discovered.

When he stepped into the canyon, his eyes swept over Lin Xuan, and the demon's calm face changed dramatically: “Who are you and why are you here? ”

As he said, while releasing the god, he swept over Lin Xuan, spying on his mending, his expression was even more gloomy to the extreme: “Are you... the Holy Xuan Dynasty Immortal? ”

He almost bit his teeth and said it word for word.

And the other side.

Lin Xuan's expression of consternation is no better than that of a corpse demon.

Neither the body of the corpse demon, nor the consciousness of the sick child, was erased by itself. Although it merged the two, it was only a puppet from either angle.

There is no doubt about that.

And this time, the other party actually has the intelligence, and it's not low.

“No!” Although Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed, if he didn't mistake it, the god was by no means a coincidence that the demon himself had any chance, and then evolved again.

Takeover!

Lin Xuan instantly made a judgment.

The demon, as if it had been taken away by something.

You know, its realm is the Dong Xuan Period. It can take away its monsters. Where can its strength be poor? Lin Xuanton is like a great enemy.

Then he stood up and lifted his head and looked at the demon.

Lin Xuan's expression became very strange.

In the past, after all, the demon once recognized the Lord and was practiced by Lin Xuan himself. Although this connection seems to have been erased by the other party, more or less it will definitely remain so.

So Lin Xuan can recognize it at first glance, but now the guy in the blindfold looks nothing like the demon.

Looks like an old man wearing a square scarf, spiritual, undyed robes, and no surprises about the hemp shoes under his feet.

It gives the impression that you are a learned honjo.

However, if you look closely, you can see that the other party is well covered up, but there is still no trace of corpse gas on the body, and with that residual connection, this guy is the corpse demon, which is absolutely correct.

It's just, how did he end up like this?

Lin Xuan's thoughts turned around, but with his heart and heart, for a moment, how could he guess anything?

Lin Xuan was thinking about how to talk, but the demon had already done it. When he saw his robe blow, the shadow wind of the corpse had already flown out. He turned slightly and turned into a double-winged white demon snake. He threw up halo in his mouth and hit Lin Xuan.

Why don't you just drop it?

Lin Xuan was naturally greatly dismayed. When his tongue blossomed, he said: “Daoyou, do it slowly. If you have something to say, how can you meet Lin Xuan soldiers as soon as you meet them? ”

If you want to speak against the enemy, Lin Xuan naturally has no fear. Although it has been gone for 200 years, the demon has advanced to the next level, and has reached the middle of Dong Xuan, but Lin Xuan naturally does not keep an eye on it, but there is no point in fighting for nothing. Even if you want to fight, you must always make it clear. Lin Xuan doesn't want to fight the other party in vain for some reason!

That's not worth it, that's why Lin Xuan wants to figure out why things are happening.

However, the other party did not retract the attack. Instead, a slight smile appeared on his face. Deep in his eyes, he was filled with endless resentment and anger, and a cold voice entered his ear.

“Humph, what are you pretending to do? I didn't expect Mo to have fled to the chaotic waters. This island is so remote, you can still find it here. But how can you think Mo is so poor now that he has to live in a demon to be slaughtered by others? Then you inevitably underestimate people...”

The other party obviously misunderstood!

Listening to his tone, he seemed to have fallen into some enemy trap, and before, it seemed amazing, not even a hole in the earliest monks' eyes... you know, this was the time of his physical destruction.

You know how hard this guy used to be.

Lin Xuan made so many analyses from the other party's simple words, but he had no sympathy.

Is it okay for the other party to be framed by the enemy, or is it just any grievance? What does it matter to you?

The key now is that his corpse demon, he took away his body, and this guy is quite unreasonable. Once he meets him, he treats himself as an enemy, and he wants to destroy himself here.

Isn't Lin Xuan a bully?

Whatever the reason of the other party, for himself, this is too much, it is intolerable, it is intolerable, the eyesight cannot be explained clearly, the other party is not even willing to sit down and talk, Lin Xuan is also on fire.

Want to play, well, just take this guy to try the trick, see how powerful he is after the Advanced Cave Xuan, what are the gaps and shortcomings compared to the old monsters in the medium term?

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan's sleeve robe swept away, and it was also a glittering glow.

Ho!

The deafening roar passed into his ear, and the light turned slightly, turning into a white front-eyed tiger, but then much bigger than the average tiger, more than five lengths long, with the white bone demon snake bucket.

One time, flying sandstone, two huge, rolling fights, yet just a little contact, the tiger went to the wind, the white bone demon snake was beaten to no resistance, the festivities retreated.

“Huh?”

A surprise sound came into his ear, but the old man in the square scarf was very surprised. As soon as the expert reached out, he knew whether there was one or not. Just a cover, he succumbed to the wind. Although this blow, he did not do his best, most of it contained the effect of probing, but the other party could be the same...

Ordinary Dongxuan early fairy practitioners could not do this step, and the first time he met, he found Lin Xuan to be somewhat different from ordinary Dongxuan monks.

And that's different, there, not really.

Is this guy, like the thief who killed himself, from the ancient demonic world?

No, even if ancient demons are possessed of human fairy cultivators, the magic of this body is difficult to understand. Usually they can hide or even hide from the same level of fairy cultivators, but once they fight, they will be revealed in any case.

So he's not an ancient demon, so he's the thief who stole his place and ordered the elders below to come after him?

No, his whereabouts, the ancient demon's cover is too late to hunt down his character, and he will never leave it to the elders to do it, because that's likely to make him fake his identity.

The old man frowned and thought, feeling that Lin Xuan's identity was truly mysterious, but Lin Xuan ignored so much, reached out for a beat, a flag appeared in the palm of his hand.

“Slowly, which one are you? ”

Feng Shui rotated, but this time, the old man stopped shouting.

Lin Xuan hesitated. There was no attack at all. A senseless battle was pointless. The other party's willingness to cooperate was best.

“Humph, Taoist asked me, and I wanted to ask you, how did you take possession of my corpse demon puppet?” Lin Xuan said coldly.

“This demon is yours?” When the elderly stay, there are obviously some big accidents.

“Of course, otherwise, you think Lin is going to be okay. What are you doing here in the wilderness, just trying to recycle the demon? I didn't expect this to happen. Daoyou said, what should we do?” Lin Xuan didn't have the guts to say it.

Even for him now, a demon of the Xuan Dynasty, that is very small. In the struggle, he can definitely play the role of a strange soldier, but now he has been taken hostage by the other party. With his cheap character, Lin Xuan is certainly unwilling to give up.

When the old man listened, his face showed a little silence, and he sighed: “Do you think, old man, if the thief murdered you before, since the old man took advantage of you, whatever you want me to compensate, it is only a matter of words for the old man, but now..."

This guy, he has a strange tone, Lin Xuan is dark and horrible, even the giant whale king, doesn't have that tone of breath, his identity, is really curious. (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.)