Tempered Immortal

The ancient demon's face revealed a hint of colour.

Naturally, it is impossible for him to let Lin Xuan go because of his imperative character. It seems necessary to do it personally.

……

At the same time, the other side.

The sky was a little dim, a desert with no sign, and suddenly there was a lightning bolt in the sky, and then the space was a little blurry, and something similar to the transmission array appeared in the sky.

Woo...

Buzzing loudly, over time, just a few breaths forward and backward, then the transmission array changed from fuzzy to clear.

Then Lin Xuan floated in the air.

He shook his head, and those faint intentions suddenly disappeared.

Lin Xuan immediately cautioned against unusual releases of consciousness. There was nothing wrong with the neighborhood. The expression on his face only made it easier.

Random transmitter, by definition, this transmission has no direction, so Lin Xuan doesn't know where he is now.

How far is it from the main rudder of the Heavenly Corpse Gate and whether it has emerged from the crisis?

These are issues that require urgent clarification.

In his heart, Lin Xuan once again releases the divine mind and extends it as far away as possible.

Soon, he lifted his head, and then he was all blue, thinking about the laser ahead.

How quickly Lin Xuan is now glowing, the distance of more than 2,000 miles is but a flash.

In a rubble wasteland, more than a dozen brothers gathered to stand clear and obey the garments, which should belong to two small clans of sects.

A pair of boys and girls stood on the field, both of whom looked seventeen or eighteen years old, commanding a flying sword and a short go to battle.

Others have the colour of excitement on their faces, pointing to it from time to time.

Obviously, this is not a fight between life and death, it's just a fight.

Unfortunately, the repairs of these people are not worth mentioning, and most have not even been founded.

The stronger interface is also made up of masters from all walks of life, and the number of lower-order masters is always far from comparable.

Both are fairy fixers on the sixth floor of the spiritual period, and the quality of the spiritual apparatus in their hands is different, as if, for a moment, it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat.

Each of the two families has a team of foundation repair fairies talking like descendants commenting.

Lin Xuan is not a stranger to this scene, mostly two small families, bring out the disciples more skilled experience.

He had already flown here, but those monks were so low that no one had found anything wrong.

Until a cold grunt comes out, while a terrible spiritual pressure falls from the sky.

Of course, horrible is just relatively, Lin Xuan has already converged, releasing less than a tenth of the momentum itself, otherwise how can these little monks afford it?

But even so, Lin Xuan was still unpredictable in their eyes, and they had never seen such a high-ranking fairy fixer.

At one point, everyone was lost, not knowing how to deal with the situation.

“What is this place?” Lin Xuan's gaze swept over them and his face was silent, but his tone was full of dignity.

That's how the monks reacted. I'll see you all around.

“Senior, this is the rubble wasteland.” A blushing old man came to the ground, and this man was built in the middle of the foundation, and among the dozen immortals, the highest realm, he could only answer with a hard scalp.

“Rubble wasteland?” Lin Xuan caressed his forehead with his hands. He seemed to have heard of the place name, but for a moment, he couldn't remember it.

“Can there be a map around here? ”

“Yes.”

Facing Shu as a deeply unpredictable predecessor, the old man naturally did not dare to hide, hurriedly reached between his waists for a beating, and then handed over a jade eye to Jane with respect.

Lin Xuan sank the god into it.

Soon, his face was hard to see. No wonder he felt a little familiar. It was just 300,000 miles from the obscene mountains.

Sounds like a long way to go, but don't forget that your own has been tracked and it won't take long to cross this distance with the strength of Monk Dong Xuan.

Damn it!

Is it true that the random transmitter, just the lowest quality, actually only sends out a little distance, and it's still far from safe to escape?

Lin Xuan sighed, and now there is no time to shush, after all, leave here as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, his sleeve gown blew and a glow flew out: bang, something seemed to land, then Lin Xuan's voice came into his ear: “This Jade Eye Jane, I want it. ”

The voice was not down, only the green light was seen together, then people felt that their eyes seemed to take a while, Lin Xuan had disappeared without a trace, it was almost like a ghost.

The brothers looked at the tongue, and the technique seemed too counterproductive.

Those young disciples were stunned, a great excitement, they had just entered the fairy cultivation world for not long, and they were not old enough. Today, when they saw Lin Xuan's wind, they could become such an intelligent and vast fairy cultivator.

Only the red-handed old man's face showed a faint colour. He was old enough to dream. The fairy road was long enough for a few people to walk that far.

He lowered his head, and soon he yelled, “Super Spirit, this is Super Spirit. ”

The other side took the Jade Eyes and left something in exchange, but he never dreamed that it would be so rare, so rare, so spiritual, that for him it was almost like the legend.

The old man's lost expression swept away and replaced it with hand dancing and foot dancing. He was even more grateful to the unknown predecessor.

At this moment, Lin Xuan is 10,000 miles away, his light is so fast, let alone the old monster of divinity, if there is no mistake, the other party will definitely do it this time.

What should I do?

How do we get out of this?

Although Lin Xuan is good at transcendental challenges, he is not so arrogant that he thinks he can single-handedly distinguish the old Phantom.

This is self-evident.

So he didn't hesitate to choose to escape.

However, how can you escape? Lin Xuan thought while flying. The simplest and most straightforward way is to return to the rudder of the cloud secret sect. The two factions will deal with evil. After returning themselves, even if the ancient demons are angry, they can only stare at each other.

However, this is unrealistic. Without him, it's too far away. Returning from here to the clouds and hidden religions, even if you fly at full capacity for less than ten days and a half months, you can't even think about it.

And for such a long time, I was caught up by the ancient demons, talking about what would return safely?

You have to think of something else.

Lin Xuan thought desperately, but for a moment, it was not so easy to think of a way out. At this time, it was noon. Lin Xuan suddenly raised his head as if he felt something. Behind him, about 10,000 miles, a breath was fast approaching here.

Ancient demon, he actually came after us, much faster than he had originally imagined.

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