Tempered Immortal

The wind made a big effort, and a dark shadow appeared.

Mystery of Law!

Lin Xuan saw how expansive he was. It's not that he hasn't fought with high-ranking ancient demons. He immediately recognized what the other party was doing.

That's weird.

It's a muscle-knotted demon arm.

More than ten lengths long.

Lin Xuan's face revealed an unexpected color, but he was sure he was right. It was really just a single arm.

Five fingers tight, one punch like a blade on the top of your head!

Boom!

The sound of a thunderous burst into the ear in the sunny sky actually blew away the sword light, but the magic magic arm was no better, and it was obviously a lot darker.

“Well, it seems that the classics say that the ancient demons are far better than their peer-to-peer fairy cultivators because they fight hard, but they are not bragging. ”

Lin Xuan muttered to himself into his ear, existed in the late clutch, and died in his hands of an unknown number. Not many of them were able to block his blow.

But this ancient demon, if he thinks he can escape, is too naive.

At the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth flashed a glimmer of ridicule. His body flashed and had disappeared from its original position. Then the space fluctuated suddenly and appeared three feet in front of the ancient demon.

Then Lin Xuan slapped it.

That move, it's like a mosquito.

The iron wing demon's face showed a hint of surprise. The other demon was too brilliant, but at this moment, there was no hiding, and his face flashed a hint of ferocity.

According to the saying, the dog jumped against the wall in a hurry. At least he was a late clutch guy. How could he be slaughtered by anyone? The fierce light flashed through his eyes and a black light erupted from his mouth. At the same time, he held his fist and struck like Lin Xuan's head.

That action has a few similarities to the ear irrigation of the two winds in the secular martial arts. The magic phase of the newly established magic arm is not idle. Five fingers are held tight, and the punch is like Lin Xuan's chest.

Lin Xuan's manoeuvres appear to be understated compared to a series of attacks by the Iron Wing Demon. However, the brilliant burst of spiritual light is the appalling screaming of the ancient demons into his ears.

All his attacks fell empty, but were imprinted on his chest by Lin Xuanna's understated hand. His intense protective magic seemed to have been set up and had had no effect at all.

Later, the ancient demon's mouth sprayed with blood, flipped dead fish-like eyes, Lin Xuan's palm not only severely wounded his flesh, but the key was to directly shatter the Yuan Baby into his body.

Lin Xuan then referred to the micro-bomb, and the remains of the Iron Wing Demon were turned into ash smoke.

The rabbit fell, but the kung fu, whether it was a fairy fixer or an ancient demon, were all watching.

You know, the one who was just killed was not a nobody, but a commanding army, attacking the demonic leader of Tianli Haikou.

But one face was killed.

No one would have believed such a thing if it had not been witnessed and told.

A moment ago, when the scene was so loud, the needle suddenly started to smell.

This process, however, did not last long.

Soon, the rest of the ancient demons will wake up. Although there are many of them, even the president can't resist them. They are not opponents. They are not even qualified to be cannon ash. If they resist, they will be slaughtered like chopped melons.

The ancient demons, who are willing to fall somehow, are so brave, but that doesn't mean that they're not afraid to die.

Then he shouted, and the tree fell apart.

“Want to go, it's late. ”

Lin Xuan did not intend to let go of these exotic demons. More swordsmanship flew out of her sleeve and swept across her. At the same time, a whirlpool appeared on the surface of the sea, flying out of the ice knife ice column of white flowers.

Screaming into the ears, those are just some low-order ancient demons, none of them, can walk together in Lin Xuan's hands, falling.

But for a moment, tens of thousands of ancient demons were wiped out.

The magic was swept away, and the sky regained its blue color. Though it could not speak of a clear sky, it was also blue as a wash.

Originally, there were only seven women left in the position of the Magic Zodiac Army. Some of them were only seventeen or eighteen years old and some were over thirty years old, but none of them were not Yuan Baby Years.

Their faces were full of surprises for the rest of their lives after the robbery, but more, still incredible. After all, they knew how terrible the ancient demons were, so the scene that just happened looked more like a dream.

Even the first master of Sky Cloud Twelve, who disappeared hundreds of years ago, never had that power.

Who is it?

Aside from doubt, doubts remain, but one thing is certain: the other person is a human fairy practitioner.

Neither would it be malicious to come.

In her heart, the ladies flew past like Lin Xuan with a full face.

“Thank you for saving my father's life. Liu Qingru, the elder councillor of the Haitian Cabinet, gave his regards to him. ”

In the 278th year of the female head, in the late Yuan Baby Period, she swept at Lin Xuanying, and the other women hurriedly went on to worship.

Liu Qingru behaved respectfully, but deep down, he was quite surprised. Without him, the predecessor was really a bit familiar, but he never remembered where he had seen it.

I was trying to think, and a sound filled with surprises came into my ear: “Senior, it's you...”

Lin Xuan turned her head back, but the speaker was a delicate young girl in her early twenties, wearing a green veil dress. Attention was drawn to the sneaky eyes. Her face was full of ecstasy, as if she had seen her loved ones.

Lin Xuan was stunned first. Liu Qingru also said with surprise: “Do you know this senior? ”

“Lee? ”

Lin Xuan's mind glistened and suddenly remembered her identity.

Li Zhilan, who had seen it since she first arrived at the Tiancai Pavilion, was just a small spiritual fairy, but she didn't think it would be easy to shift, and it turned out to be a Yuan Baby.

“Turns out it was you, you practiced quickly, and Lin helped you join Tianyuan.” Lin Xuan smiled and said.

“If Chiran had not been a great benefactor to his master, would Chiran have had this day? ”

The excitement flashed on the girl's face. This time, instead of earning a fortune, she went straight to worship.

And the conversation between the two went into their ears, and the other maids stared.

Master Jo?

Am I hearing this right?

When did a man emerge and his rank was so exotic?

Wait a minute!

The other party's face did look familiar, Liu Qing suddenly thought of something, his face shocked, and then knelt down to pray to Lin Xuan.

As he kowtowed, he scolded the next few nuns: "Sisters, why are you still standing there? Come and see Master Lin. ”

“Master Lin? ”

The faces of several women were still full of surprises and apparently did not respond.

Lin Xuan smiled and looked forward to the woman named Liu: “Looks like you already know who Lin is. ”

“With all due respect to the stupidity of the disciple, I just failed to recognize him. When the disciple went to the grandmaster hall to incense, I saw him paint a portrait.” Liu Qing lowered her eyebrows, but her face was hard to hide. When the ancestor Lin joined Tianyuan Haikou, she was only a short time old, so she couldn't remember for a moment.

Master Jo was a clutch fixer at that time, and now Shentong is even more sophisticated. From his earlier performance, it can be inferred that it is already in the late clutch... or the existence of the Dong Xuan level.

“Join the ancestors. ”

The other women were not stupid. After so many points, they naturally knew what Lin Xuan's identity was. They were all surprised to see each other.

“Come on, don't be rude. ”

Lin Xuan's voice fell, suddenly his side overhead, his eyes slightly squinted.

“Master Jo. ”

Several women's faces first showed tension, but then it occurred to them that Lin Xuan had just slaughtered the ancient demon army's divine power had all relaxed.

Though I don't know what Lin Xuan's specific realm is, is it so easy to destroy the great leader of the ancient demons? Is there anything else that could threaten him in this realm?

Another moment later, a bright orange light entered the curtain, Lin Xuan's brow slightly wrinkled, then the silver flashed in his eyes, but a moment later, his hands turned upside down: “She... actually came here herself. ”

Despite the distance, Lin Xuan displayed Tianfeng's eyes, still clearly visible. In the light, Liu Ying's face was full of suspicion and uncertainty.

The trap of the ancient demons was obvious, but they had to be saved by hitting their soft ribs, but now that they were almost to reach Tianlan Island, how could they not see an ancient demon?

Don't talk about the ancient demons, they're a hundred miles apart, and you can't even see a little bit of magic.

Liu Ying's face was full of surprises. If it was a trap, it was inevitably too strange.

“Oh, that's...”

Her consciousness and eyesight are of course far from comparing to Lin Xuan, but as the distance approached, she finally discovered some fairies in front of her. Those nuns were just fine, the man in the middle...

Is it...

Uncle Lin?

Liu Ying's face showed shock, almost thought she was wrong, but more than 400 years ago, she had seen Lin Xuan with her own eyes. Impressed, nature is far from comparable with several disciples under the door.

But the most shocking thing is Lin Xuan's cultivation. He is now a fairy cultivator at the top of the early period. Still can't see what Lin Xuan's deep shallow is. How is this possible?

When Lin Xuan and Uncle Ruyan entered the door of Shu Luo, there was no trace. The disciples of the doorman thought they had fallen, but now it seems, isn't it?

In my heart, Liu Yingguang's speed did not slow down, and soon came in front of me.

“See Uncle! ”

The nuns first stayed for a while and then went to worship in a hurry.

“Well, get up. ”

Liu Ying raised his hand to help him, and then looked at Lin Xuan: “Are you really Uncle Lin?” (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.)