Tempered Immortal

On the other hand, the flower ancestor is not idle, his posture is very old-fashioned, and the spell in his mouth is full of mysterious wildness.

The fire energy of the entire space, eighty-nine, was sucked by him to the periphery of the body, and the old monster's powers burst out, mixing with the heavens and earth energy...

A strange chirp enters the ear, and those fire forces gather in the middle, and a monster with a strange appearance appears in sight.

Its shape is like a crane, but it has only one foot. It is green and white beak in red, and Lin Xuan's pupils are minimally pupiled.

“Bing Fong! ”

Phoenix is the undisputed king of hundreds of birds, but even with the power of a phoenix, it is not enough to subjugate all birds to the earth, and the inevitable born of the essence of fire dares to compete with the phoenix.

It is also one of the most famous true spirits and possesses immense power.

Of course, it is not the essential body in front of it, otherwise even a hundred Lin Xuan can't stop it from striking, but it is by no means a mere fire-energy form.

This guy, he's spiritual.

Is it the existence of the dividing soul?

Lin Xuan's face had to show great fear.

And his guess, yes indeed, was that the bird had a proud look on its face when it was molded.

And the flower ancestors, once changed the color of pride, respected like this bird bowed and bowed to salute.

In both mouths, a strange language was spoken. Lin Xuan could not understand it at all. It should be the brutal period, the oldest kind.

It's like AC!

Needless to say, the flower ancestors looked like their own eyes, but it was full of dishonourable colors.

Lin Xuan won't let anyone slaughter him, let alone foolishly wait for the enemy to communicate. Now is a good time to make a move!

“Old man, you can go die. ”

Lin Xuan drank violently, and the magical sword in his hand broke out.

Silently, a magnificent swordsmanship emerged, and then gathered in the middle to illuminate the monster of the faucet horse, with wings on his back, all covered in scales of silverlight glass.

Kirin!

This is one of the spiritual beasts, named after the phoenix. With Lin Xuan's strength today, the power of Tong Tianling Bao is far from comparable.

Unfortunately, this is not a soul-splitting thing, it is just a matter of discernment, but in any case, the power contained in the Kirin is really small, open the mouth of the blood basin, and the divine power poured over each other.

This is only one third of Lin Xuan's attacks.

Simultaneously with the forward splitting of the Magic Sword, Xiao Luo Tianxiang also launched a must-kill technique.

The roar of the dragon entered the ear, thousands of ice and fire dragons roared loudly, claws of teeth dancing, and rushed to the other side.

Cover the day, but this time, the dragon is obviously much more powerful than the ice. In this space, there is almost no water property energy, all the ice, all rely on Lin Xuan's own legal support.

Accompanied by the sound of Buddhist van singing, countless golden symbols emerged...

A blow by the true spirit will squeeze every drop of magic all over the user. However, it is easy to time shift, Lin Xuan has advanced to the Dong Xuan period. Using this technique, it is naturally impossible to be so wolfish. Only about one-third of the magic is needed, which is enough support.

Pfft...

A less eye-catching sound enters the ear, accompanied by an egg-sized light bulb that quickly rises from the arm of the law and appears in the middle of the sky.

The light sphere is bright, because the spiritual power is highly compressed, the surface is wrapped around the arc, and the mysterious appearance of mysterious grain sized symbols can't be added.

And in that sphere, there was a phantom bullet flashing.

Tiger!

However, it is very different from the ordinary king of the mountain forest. True spiritual strike, by definition, is the mystery of imitation of a certain god and beast in the spiritual world.

White Tiger of the Four Spirits!

The other side of the dead is the twilight.

After the light ball was formed, the head of the Phantom of Law shook a loud scream of the sky price, then the right arm suddenly rolled out,, the light ball flashed, suddenly broke open, the mini version of the white tiger roared out, the shape surged, soon more than three lengths, in terms of the Weiyi, nothing more than just the Kirin Sun color, with the thunder of the power, the fierce like the other party, pounded over.

Ancestor Flower was shocked, and although he knew the little guy in front of him was quite small, he never dreamed that his attack would be so rapid.

Trinity, must kill!

Even the eyes of the Mandarin show a little surprise, the power of this attack is a bit outrageous!

But so what, as one of the true spirits, even in the face of phoenix, it does not fight, are you afraid of a little human fairy cultivator?

Lifting his head, a hoarse sound enters his ear, unlike Phoenix, where the air is intense and pounding straight into the sky, then he must open his wings, all the fire energy around him sucked into his body, such as a meteor landing, and poured back towards his opponent.

The next moment, the two sides hit each other, the birds, the beast roar, and the burst sound were huge, far more than thunder, the whole space, as if stimulated, trembling, all kinds of spiritual light, interwoven, finally formed two distinct light walls, one side flashing in five colors, the other side blood red like fire.

Whether they win or lose, they actually hold each other up.

In those five colored light walls, you can see the sound of a thousand dragons, a kirin and a white tiger. As for the red light walls, the inevitable is anger. They keep pounding their wings and mobilizing the fire energy around them.

However, the fire energy of the entire space is already immense, even the face of the flower ancestors is white, obviously summoning the inevitable soul, his power is almost exhausted.

However, the old monster's face is full of pride, because Lin Xuan's situation is obviously much worse. He believes in himself, he can definitely persist for a longer time.

But the kid was more difficult than expected, and if it wasn't for design, luring him here and winning on his own would be a big deal.

The flower ancestor thought so, his face flashed with a hint of palpitations, but the next scene made him stare.

Lin Xuan's left hand blew, the white light flashed and a jade bottle flew out.

The bottle plug was unplugged and a refreshing scent of spleen and spleen dissipated. The flower ancestor sniffed his nose and his face changed dramatically.

Is this what the other party took out...

Thoughts have not yet turned, a bad feeling emerged, Lin Xuan unplugged the bottle and dropped a drop of milky white spiritual fluid into his mouth.

His pale face became bright red and his powers rapidly filled.

“How could this guy be such a treasure? ”

Flower Ancestor's impatient voice came into his ear, his expression, described by a cracked eye, but only then did he realize that regret was too late.

PS: Well... It's late for another update today, but it won't be too much. Phantom Rain will go on to the next chapter and ask for support for the ticket. Thank you. (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.)