Tempered Immortal

The word "lose” did not go down, he suddenly glared at his eyes, feeling only a hot chest, a black ray of strength had penetrated him.

“You...”

The Yuan Baby incredibly lowered his head and didn't seem to believe what had happened.

Myself, the heavenly sword peak master of the Hall of Fame, the figure who has been practicing immortality for tens of thousands of years, this is how the unknown meteor fell.

At one time, remorse, fear, resentment, all kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind, but then what, it couldn't change the result of his spiritual dissipation.

The consciousness gradually blurred, a gust of wind blew through, and the yuan baby quickly broke the ice seal.

Hiss...

The surrounding monks took a sip of cool air.

Of course they don't believe Lin Xuan will be out of time. This is simply a blatant extinction.

By doing so, Lin Xuan could say that the door rules were not even in his eyes.

Crazy, these two guys are crazy!

Due to the meteor of obsession, Lin Xuan did not consider the consequences of doing so at all. It seems that the two elders are too much of a deterrent to him. He is just a floating cloud.

Lin Xuan certainly doesn't think that much.

Through this scene, I have forged an incomprehensible and profound feud with Heavenly Sword.

And the old man is really good. He can hit himself in the face, but what if he does it by chance?

Lin Xuan is not interested.

Killing each other is the easiest option.

As for the consequences...

Without saying this, it is Tianxuan Sword's fault, even if it is not for the time being, the old monster has fallen, what can you two elders do?

Will you let yourself stand up to Heavenly Sword?

Unless they let the donkey kick.

It is obvious that that will not be done without compensation.

On the contrary, because the heavenly sword is dead, the more important it will be to itself.

So Lin Xuan had no fear.

When he turned his head, the look of the monks around him left nothing but fear and admiration.

The immortal realm is honored by the strong.

Dozens of Dong Xuanxian monks in Tianjianfeng lowered their heads and dared not touch Lin Xuan's eyes.

Perhaps there is resentment among them, but after this battle, who dares to go to the tigers of Lin Xuan?

Unless you don't want to live!

And such a fool obviously doesn't exist.

“How, Lin some guess, in that case, I should be a winner. ”

The faint voice came into my ear, but the monks below almost planted a heel, all with a bitter smile on their faces. The heavenly sword has scattered. Brother Lin, is this a temptation?

“Oh, brother jokes, so many people look, you are naturally the last winner.” The old man with the horse's face nodded and said.

“So... can I use Purple Heart Fire? ”

“Of course, I think, after this scene, no one should dare to compete with you. ”

“Nice, Master Lin's brother, Shentong Geshi, apart from the two uncles, look at the pie, there is no other immortal comparable to you. ”

“Brother Lin is blessed that Jindan Peak is the master of the peak. I think that the pulse should grow to refer to the sun. ”

……

All sorts of voices came into my ear, but I was shooting Lin Xuan.

This battle not only gave Lin Xuan purple hearts and fires, but also made him truly stand up in the cloud.

……

Three days later.

“Uncle Lin, this way, please, go down a thousand more, and you can reach the ground fire house on the 13th floor. What erupts inside is purple heart fire. According to the rules, the disciple can only send you here, the road behind you, you can follow this passage straight down. ”

An old man in artifact peak costume slightly bent his body and the voice of praise reached his ears.

From his forehead, you can see the sweat drops of beans, the battle of Lin Xuan, it can be said that the fame has risen.

Heavenly Sword has a great reputation, but now he has made his footstone. The whole of Jindan Peak can be said to be eyebrow exhalation. No matter what the pulse of the fairy repair, meeting Lin Xuan is extremely respectful.

So nervous that this disciple of the Artifact Peak, who guided him, could sweat.

You should know that this person is also a clutch fixer. Although he is not an order of magnitude with Lin Xuan in terms of strength, he has also arrived in a cold and hot state.

At this moment, it will sweat, of course, nervous and scared.

It's like he's a mortal and he's a man-eating tiger.

Lin Xuan, of course, understood what he was afraid of, but on the surface, he didn't reveal a single colour: "Okay, you can go. ”

“Thank you, Uncle. ”

The old man went to Lin Xuan for a gift. Although he tried to cover it up, his expression was clearly relieved, and then he withdrew with a compliment.

Lin Xuan naturally wouldn't mind this little interlude.

He lifted his head and gauged the sights in front of him.

It was already deep beneath the ground, and the stones turned dark grey.

And just a few blocks ahead, there's a big hole.

The hole is dark, with a hidden hot air blowing out and a small bluestone step leading straight into the ground.

There is nothing else.

Lin Xuan hesitated and walked on.

According to the directing disciple, this hole is more than a thousand feet long. The more you go in, the higher the temperature will increase. If you are a mortal, you can't bear it at all, even possibly, the ash smoke has been extinguished.

A fairy practitioner, he must also consecrate the shield, but Lin Xuan does not care. Is the strength of his body comparable to that of a monk of the same rank?

A moment later, a stone house finally appeared in front.

It's a stone house. It's more suitable for an ancient palace.

Lin Xuan stopped and measured the building in front of him.

In style, it is obviously very different from other palaces in the cloud.

It looks thick, rustic, and a little broken.

It's like an important building of ancient times, but now it's abandoned.

“This is a 13-story firehouse? ”

Lin Xuan's face was full of unexpected colors.

I don't know why, when he saw the building in front of him, he had this strange feeling in his heart.

Close, ostracized, very contradictory, Lin Xuan himself can not speak clearly.

It took a long time for Lin Xuan to return to God after a tea kung fu.

Why are you standing here all alone?

Perhaps the palace in front of you has a different history, but then what? At this moment, I am here to refine my own treasure.

What the hell is going on here?

Lin Xuan's face revealed a derisive smile, throwing all his doubts behind his head, then Lin Xuan walked up and entered the stone palace.

It's much wider than you think, but it's empty, and yet there's a lot of carvings on the walls around it.

One of them is predominantly a beast.

Dragon head, deer body, oxtail, unicorns on the head, all wrapped in scaly armor.

Isn't that Kirin?

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