Tempered Immortal

Lin Xuan's face was hazy to the extreme, but the movement was not slow at all. He only saw his left hand flipped. A palm-sized wax had appeared in the palm of his hand, and then Lin Xuan flew quickly towards the wound.

Blue glow, but soon, the light quickly dimmed, blood stopped pouring, and even the wounds were recovering at visible speeds.

Lin Xuan's breath was relieved, but his heart was extremely impressed. He practiced the secret art of phoenix dance for nine days, plus the effect of Kirin fruit calcium. Though he dared not say that the knife gun could not enter, the hardness of the flesh was no longer part of the demon race of the same order, even if it was the treasure of the Brother of Hard-carry Hole Xuan period, he was a little sure.

And the old demon just hit, after the abrasion of Xuan Qingzi's mother's shield, reached his side, there was not much energy left, saying that there was nothing wrong with the end of the strong crossbow, but even then, he still cut himself off.

Brother Distraction, is it really that scary?

Again, his strength is greatly discounted. If he is in full prosperity, he will not have a chance.

I thought so in my heart, the void broke loud, and the white bone spear had stabbed me hard.

This time, Lin Xuan was afraid to hide. Good thing he was ready.

In the blink of his robe, the Iron Feather Locust Blade burst out, blocking each other's treasure in the middle of the sky, and Tinker Bell struck out.

However, it felt as if driving a group of sheep against the old demon, the Iron Feather Locust Knife could not resist, and the handle was all kowtowed off.

The white bone spear was only slightly slower in castration and still flew towards itself.

“Damn, damn it, dude. ”

Lin Xuan's teeth were bitten into his ears, his sleeve robe trembled and another treasure appeared in front of him.

This treasure is reddish and the sound of Buddhist Sanskrit singing into the ear is exactly what the Psychic Buddha got in Mount Penglai.

“Go!”

Lin Xuan lifted his right hand and a trick lashed out of his fingertips. With his movements, the Zen Wand's spiritual work turned into a red dragon, and the claw of a tooth dancer burst towards the white bone spear.

A treasure can't be beaten, so what if I add another one?

The ancient demon's face flashed with a hint of surprise. Could he not recognize Psychic Buddha Bao? Too bad the grade is too low: “What garbage dare you use against Ben Ancestor? It's really dead and alive. ”

The voice went down, and the old devil made a very dark move, and then an incredible scene happened.

The ghost face on the handle of the white bone spear actually came back to life, the red glow in his eyes, his mouth snapped and chewed, then opened the mouth of the blood basin, a medium man's nauseous black liquid sprayed out.

“Pfft...”

The Changing Dragon of the Zen Wand had just pounced nearby and was hit in the head.

The light on this treasure's surface then diminishes at a rate that is visible to the naked eye.

“Ghost Shadow Ink! ”

Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed, and Moon got a treasure, which can drive this great god from the pubic realm, specializing in filthy enemy treasures.

Lin Xuan had to shout, but he shook his head again soon. No, there are some similarities to the surface of Ghost Shadow Yin Ink, but look carefully, it is still different.

However, the dragon is sprayed with this liquid, and the spiritual loss is certain.

The thought just turned around, and the white bone spear had stabbed me hard.

Boom!

He stabbed the dragon's head at once. Fortunately, this thing is not Lin Xuan's natural treasure. Otherwise, his heart must be severely damaged.

Lin Xuan, in surprise, also blessed herself.

Fortunately, the Nine Days Lunar Ring was not sacrificed.

But then again, the power of its own natural treasure is poor, but the texture is incredibly hard. It is also a thousand hammers of refined ground. If it really is that treasure, it will not be so easy to destroy.

The dragon was severely traumatized, and the light in his eyes dimmed, reverting to the wand floating in the air.

Lost Fabao's blockade, the white bone spear came towards Lin Xuan.

“Boy, you can die. ”

The ancient demons can see clearly, and this time they can't escape with a transient movement.

“Not necessarily. ”

Lin Xuan's eyes rose bright, and his eyes flashed with different colors. The conversation between the two people was even more familiar. It had just happened a while ago. However, both sides of the character this time, it was re-turned.

“Break!”

Psychic Buddha was overwhelmed. Although Lin Xuan was a little stunned, he was far from helpless. With Lin Xuan's loud drinking, the wand of spiritual loss actually blew itself up.

This treasure can't be repaired anyway, so try to block each other's attacks in this way.

The Iron Feather Locust Knife had already retreated far away, and Lin Xuan deliberately limited the scope of the explosion.

The white bone spear is quite small, however, any spontaneous explosion of the magic treasure cannot be neglected, and the formed spiritual wave is hard to blow it away.

The ancient demon's face flashed a tiny color. The boy really deserved it. It's just a long breath.

“Ho!”

He drank loudly, and with the development of mindfulness, the white bone spear hovered in the middle of the sky, spinning a few laps, and then stabbed again like Lin Xuan.

“Damn old man, don't lie too much. ”

Lin Xuan's roar came into his ear: “Let you taste the power of Lin's hundred dragon teeth. ”

Before the voice fell, the deafening roar was heard, but the roar was completely different from that of humans. Thousands of ice and dragon teeth dance claws emerged from behind Lin Xuan, and he pounded like an enemy.

Without mentioning its power, the sound alone caused the old demon to breathe a sip of cool air.

Boom!

Together with the old demon and the white bone spear, it was swallowed up by the teeth of a hundred dragons, and the burst sound was loud, and the sky only saw the figure of a dragon.

I don't know how effective this strike is.

The idea just turned around, and a huge light sphere appeared in the sky, and the light sphere was black and red, and the surface was wrapped around a grey and white arc, spreading out hard.

The light sphere began to be small, but with that terrible rate of diffusion, thousands of ice cubes and dragons were soon swallowed up.

And in the center of the light sphere, there's a man in the dark.

Ancient demon!

Lin Xuan was really a little shocked.

Hundred Dragon's teeth also lost their effect, one by one, in front of the old devil, turned into something to cheat the kid.

Strong, so powerful!

Distraction and Dong Xuan, can the gap between the two realms really not be crossed?

“Little fellow, struggle is useless, unless you can sacrifice the Heavenly Spirit!” The old demon's horrible voice came into his ear: “Want to lay the stone downhole while his husband is weak, too naive, even if the husband is not in good shape, pinch you like an ant. ”

This is an exaggeration, but the old monster in front of you is certainly far more difficult to deal with than you think.

The voices have not gone down, the ancient demons have moved.

At this time, the white bone spear had been held in his hand, dancing gently. Suddenly, the black light bulb dissipated, each with only fist size, yet the spiritual power contained therein was artificial, and the squeaky current sounded into his ear.

There were five light balls, not much to say, but Lin Xuan's face curled to the extreme, a loud drink, behind the golden moon, Xiaoluo Tianfa emerged.

The shape of the nine-headed eighteen arms varies, but each head is a transverse eyebrow, and each arm holds a different treasure.

The light bulb flew so close, it fluttered so hard that it suddenly filled the sky with glow and the colorful spirits flashed through it. The five light bulbs were completely lost.

“Golden figure! ”

An unexpected colour appeared on the face of the ancient demon, but it was soon replaced by a mockery.

This little guy, he's going to have a lot more stuff than he thought, but so what? He just sees the old devil lifting his right hand and a magic print in his sight, while his lips open slightly and a thick voice enters his ears.

“Huh, huh, hum, hum, hum. ”

Six wicked spells!

Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed and her face suddenly changed wildly.

This is not surprising, he has seen it with the other apprentice, and the master will. However, there have been seventy-two kinds of changes in this operation. This time, what kind of work has the old demon performed?

Ho!

Only on the face of the old demon, a very painful colour appeared, the shadow gutted out, mixed with the fog of the body, and then a huge fiction emerged behind him.

He is more than seven or eight tall. He has three heads and six arms, and his face is extremely obscure. As can be seen, he is not an entity.

“Is this a Phantom or something? ”

Lin Xuan muttered to himself. He had never really seen this god before. This time, he won the battle against the old demons, but he did not say anything for the time being, but it must have been a long vision.

Unfortunately, this is not the moment to be emotional. Looking at that terrible fiction, Lin Xuan is not interested in having the golden figure with him. Good thing he has so many means, and a few other things are not working.

In the blink of an armour, a small treasure tower flies out, divided into seven layers. It even looks a little broken. If you don't say so, I'm afraid no one will associate it with Tong Tian Ling Bao.

“Disease!”

Lin Xuan pointed forward, the white light suddenly made great, the first layer of the Half Soul Tower opened, countless blood fire ants came out of the tower, instantly turned into a huge bug swarm, cover the day, the sky, as if a cover had been added, in terms of noise, the fangs of a hundred dragons were also out of reach.

The old devil was also stunned. His mind could not be scanned. What is this, deworming?

But how could there be so many worms?

In a nutshell, I'm afraid it's already hundreds of millions.

At that moment, in the eyes of the old devil, one had to flash the colour of fear. As the saying goes, ants bite more dead elephants, so many bugs, regardless of their ability to fight alone, that number alone, is not easy to deal with.

What should we do?

Retreat is certainly not possible.

The old devil hates Lin Xuan into the bones. He can't help but purify his soul. Could he withdraw himself?

Anyway, there's only one person who can get out of here alive today. Spell it! (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.)