Tempered Immortal

In addition to ice and snow giants, more than a hundred different forms of warcraft emerge from the ice fields, all breathing cold air, and their bodies are made up of 10,000 years of ice.

“Go!”

The gentle scolding of the Ice Demon ancestors came into his ears, and the warcraft giants, together, burst into Lin Xuan, shouting heavenly and earth.

The noise was shocking, but just like that, Lin Xuan couldn't help himself. Lin took a breath and rose all green, trying to fly out towards the slash.

Not for fear, but in today's situation, touching each other is obviously not cost-effective. Iceberg now occupies the heavens and earth, and the only way to win is to find out where the weaknesses in her field lie.

Lin Xuan was reluctant to straighten it out, but things were not as easy as he had expected. One after the other, Lin Xuan's body had just flashed. The void behind him suddenly fluctuated without signs.

Millions of silver silk appeared strangely, staggered, looking away, like a spider web, Lin Xuan was tied up by the five flowers.

“This...”

Lin Xuan closed his tongue and the corner of the Ice Demon's mouth revealed a bit of ridicule: “Stupid guy, I'm in charge of my field, do you think you can run? ”

Turning into a warehouse, this time Lin Xuan was really unprepared, but the other side would not give him time to adapt. Those warcraft and ice giants had already killed him.

Lin Xuan has nowhere to hide, his hands and feet are tied, and naturally it is impossible to sacrifice Pharaoh. In other words, at this moment, he is completely unprotected.

“You don't know bad guys, you can die.” On the face of the ice, there was a heavy killing machine flashing through.

“Well, not necessarily! ”

The panic on Lin Xuan's face was only for a moment. As a result, he was truly stunned, but he was not truly cut.

Lin Xuan's voice did not go down. Behind him was Jin Mungchai, and then Xiao Luo Tianfa emerged, with nine-headed eighteen arms behind him.

Looks mighty powerful.

Each arm moves or stretches or curves, then the light rises, and the sword gun, sword trite and other eighteen general weapons successively emerge, held by the eighteen arms separately, and then swung hard forward.

Boom!

Five colors of spiritual work, all kinds of light waves and wind blades emerge, such a change is not expected by the Ice Demon ancestors.

Although these eighteen weapons are not surprising compared to Lin Xuan's common use, they are outnumbered. Eighteen general weapons wield together. The superimposed power should be really small. All the monsters of warcraft have been bombed.

Lin Xuan then drank loudly, his body rose bright, the phantom fire emerged from the surface of his body, those silver stalls could not resist, and were refined into nothingness.

“Xiao Luo Tianfang, this magic... where exactly did you learn it? ”

The Ice Demon ancestor did not stop, his face was full of shock, yes, although it was a big difference compared to the little Luo Tian Fang he had seen from that man millions of years ago, he could not mistake himself.

Lin Xuan was also greatly dismayed. The other party could actually recognize Xiao Luo Tianfa. Is it true that this secret technique is different? You should know that the ice in front of you is just a split soul, but the difference is strength, insight and body, which is no different.

One of the nine true demon ancestors, cultivated into a fairy character, of course, his eyes are different, but at this moment, Lin Xuan is in no mood to think more.

After experiencing the crisis, Lin Xuan figured out a problem. Although the other party's field was definitely flawed, it was not necessarily visible to him.

After all, the realm is at least something that the Fellowship Brothers can possess, far too far from themselves.

Such strange things, the laws involved, are not self-enlightening, so even if it has any weaknesses, it will certainly not be able to see itself.

In this regard, Lin Xuan's heart is clear. Unfortunately, he just figured it out. Otherwise, he might not have fallen into the urn.

But it's not too late, Lin Xuan's eyes are brightening up again.

No more coincidences, looking for weaknesses in the field, and preparing for a proper battle.

Ten times a drop!

So what about the field?

As long as it is powerful, Lin Xuan believes it can be broken as well.

In his heart, Lin Xuan stretched out his right hand, only to see him tremble gently, the light flashed, a short sword with a long ruler flew out.

The shape is completely different from the original Magic Sword, and the Phage Sword is simply another treasure.

Ancient but not simple, with a gorgeous and overbearing atmosphere.

Lin Xuan reached out and held it, then flipped his left hand, and a small jade bottle emerged.

The cork opened itself and Lin Xuan raised his head and dropped a drop of spiritual fluid into his mouth.

“Ten thousand years of milk. ”

Iceberg, of course, is aware of the goods, and shows unexpected color in his eyes. After all, it is not easy to get such a genius treasure for the existence of the Cave Xuan period.

Soon after, however, her pupils narrowed. Her attention was drawn to Lin Xuan's short sword. She looked familiar, but it was not the same as in her memory. Is it a imitation of that thing?

No... No, even the imitation could not have fallen into the hands of a Monk Dong Xuan in the district.

Iceberg's mind hasn't changed yet, and Lin Xuan has already done it.

This is the first time after the successful refining of the Phage Sword, just to see how powerful it is. Although Lin Xuan hasn't tried it yet, the vision from when it came out of the furnace is quite awaited.

After drinking 10,000 years of spiritual milk, Lin Xuan's powers have been fully restored. Immediately, he breathed deeply and injected his full powers into the Phage sword in his hand.

Time, Li Mang, a pound of spiritual energy, centered on the fairy sword in Lin Xuan's hand, burst out towards the surrounding area.

Then, in a flash, four shares were actually divided.

Each one is very different in nature.

White is gold, blue is wood, blue is water, red is fire...

Then the four spiritual energies, converging, purring and roaring into the ears, four giant phantoms of the spiritual beast appeared in sight.

Although the four spiritual beasts are different, they all have or are noble, or the aura spreads out...

Green Dragon, White Tiger, Peacock, Xuanwu.

The glare swept over and the look on his face shocked him again.

“Is this… the Four Elephant Sword? No, the Four Elephant Swords, even among the Innate Spirit Treasures, are the top treasures, much more powerful, it should be just a replica of it. ”

Ice murmuring sound into the ear, light out Lin Xuan's hand of the origin of the Phage sword is not small, but at this moment, Lin Xuan has no time to go deeper. Now defeating strong enemies is the first priority. As for the rest, it is just a cloud.

Lin Xuan glanced at the nose, and looked at the nose. Whatever the other party said, he was indifferent. The current feeling was quite similar to the first time he used the Magic Sword. His powers seemed to be somewhat unsupported. Suddenly, he was sucked away most of the time.

The fiction of the four spirits in the middle of the sky grew louder and louder, and the violent momentum spread from them, and then we threw ourselves at the enemy together.

This time, the iceberg no longer appeared confident, finally showing a heavy colour on his face, his hands dancing like butterflies, a subtle French seal flew out.

I don't know if it's a hallucination, Lin Xuan feels like time has slowed down and space has been distorted, but the illusion of the Four Spirits still flies by inches.

Lin Xuan's face was extremely concentrated, with seriousness and surprise. Looking at his own speculation, it was true. Even in the realm, a force drop of ten would be equally applicable.

After all, the Ice Spirit is only a period of hollow Xuan. How can it change the laws of heaven and earth? At best, it is based on its own experience, to make some application.

In other words, if you look at a fairy of the same order, you naturally have a flower stand, but you are still very powerful in the face of a lower order monk.

And the power of the Phage sword is very small. Her domain can no longer be suppressed. Of course, it is not no use at all. Lin Xuan and Ice Spirit are holding hands together.

Another moment later, the stabbing sounds entered the ear, the scene in front of the eyes, changed, the ice fields disappeared without a trace, and the Four Spirits fiction faded and merged, replacing it with a huge light sphere appearing in the sight, four colored glass, continued to fly towards the ice.

Every inch of walking is difficult and space is increasingly distorted.

However, it was no better than ice. Although the light sphere was slowly coming, she could not move at this moment, because with a distraction, the power of the realm would be overwhelming, and both sides struggled to this moment, and it was simply exhausting.

And the process is complicated, and it's only a few moments of kung fu before and after, and the hardship in the middle is not mentioned for the time being, and finally, there is always a winning/losing division.

The subtlety of the Ice Pulse Theory is far from comparable to Lin Xuan, but even in the face of the demon ancestors, Lin Xuan has the same advantages. He has a double baby, which means that the power is deeper than Ice Pulse.

With the Phage sword in his hand, this kind of holding is naturally in his favor.

Lin Xuan naturally also knows that the struggle to achieve this stage should also be divided into a victory and a defeat, which should continue to be delayed. For him, it is absolutely harmful and unprofitable.

In his heart, Lin Xuan drank loudly, his energy burst out, and a mouth burst out a few natural energies.

The light sphere formed by the convergence of the four spirits, suddenly became brighter and brighter, the sound of the inches broken into the ear, the realm's constraint finally lost its effect, its speed suddenly increased.

“No...”

Ice shouted and revealed an incredible colour on his face. This is impossible. Although he is merely a split soul, how can he lose to an ant? Where did he get such strength?

But no matter what she thought, the light ball had flown three feet in front of her, and the next minute, she was swallowed up. (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.)