Tempered Immortal

“Talk, there is nothing to talk about, in order to find the right body, the old man has waited for tens of thousands of years, I didn't think you were not a Yuan Baby Generation, but a Dong Xuan level fairy fixer, but it is nothing, if you know each other, you can hand over the body and suffer less, otherwise the old husband will swallow your Yuan Baby. ”

A sharp voice came into his ear, and the expression on his face was so gloomy that he pounded like Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan sighed. This is the end. The immortal world is a place of honor for the strong. Without sufficient strength, no one else would even give you the right to bargain.

Lin Xuan, however, was not unafraid.

Regardless of how amazing he used to be and how easy it was to move, he is now just a Numen who has been trapped for many years, can it be that the heavens can be turned over?

Trying to take it from yourself is nothing but a pain in the ass.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan no longer hid his strength. Anyway, the surroundings of the compound have been covered with restraint. Even if the inside is overthrown, the outside people will not know.

Deep breath, Lin Xuan's spiritual pressure rose, only the green light flashed, his whole person suddenly became spiritual, an amazing pound of momentum ensued.

“Hey, you... you're not a demon, you're a fairy fixer? ”

The ghost face was shocked. The upward rush had to stop. Aside from surprise and surprise, the result was not expected by him.

However, the stunner was only for a moment. Immediately thereafter, his face showed a cold smile, so what about the fairy repairer, as long as his body was suitable for him.

That is the most important thing.

Anything else, it's just a cloud, it doesn't matter.

He thought so in his heart, and he jumped hard, and he was clearly faster than he had just been.

How could Lin Xuan let him get what he wanted?

If it had been placed tens of thousands of years ago, the heavenly ghosts had not yet fallen. In the face of this class of old monster, Lin Xuan could only look at the wind and flee.

But now...

Doesn't seem to teach him a lesson, this old guy, won't recognize the situation.

In his heart, Lin Xuan raised his right hand. He seemed to be in a hurry and punched him hard in the front.

Spike...

The burst sounds were loud, and the surrounding magic buzzed in, gathering in the middle, and a skull-sized swirl appeared in sight.

That was a very small gesture, but the ghost changed color: “Are you still a demon builder? ”

Although his flesh was gone, the sight was not lower than before. He saw Lin Xuan's fist strike like himself. He opened his mouth and breathed black gas out of it.

The black gas converged in the middle, a fist-sized light ball emerged, burst, burst loud, the next moment, the light ball hit hard with the cyclone of force.

The wind swept and blew all around.

Only the sound of loud noise came into the ear. Although the practice room was still strong, how could you hold the two guys against each other? The hard redwood was like paper paste and was instantly beaten to death by the soul.

Lin Xuan's eyes revealed a slight discoloration.

Looking at herself, she underestimated the people in Heavenly Ghost. She was one of the characters in so many classics in the Big Book, and even spooked the ancient demon Saint Joe.

A notorious fighter, but a division of souls, sealed for tens of thousands of years, is still so powerful.

It doesn't seem like one or two tricks are going to solve the problem.

Lin Xuan did not intend to delay, and the protracted war was detrimental to both sides.

After all, this small courtyard is situated in a haunted market in the City of Magic. Although there are restrictions around it, if the fighting is intense enough, the ban will not necessarily be effective.

For the sake of safety, prolongation is obviously detrimental, and the old demon must be taken down by thunderbolt.

Thoughts turned around and Lin Xuan did do it. He saw his robe blinking, the red light shining, the thick and numb sword of immortality swimming out of the sleeve of the fish.

That ghost-faced pupil narrowed, his eyes swept, his face had to show a surprising color, this amount... There are 9981 handles, isn't it a little too extraordinary?

Seeing these fairy swords red light glass, the surface is constantly shining, the sword blade is extremely thin, it looks almost like a cicada wing.

On the surface of the blade, Hidden also has a circle of rice particle-sized symbols sprayed thin, looking like an arc wrapped around the guard.

The look on that ghost face is a little ugly.

The surface of this sword, Lin Xuan's breath is very intense. Needless to say, it must be his natural treasure. However, how is it possible for the natural treasure to refine so much?

You know, the reason for the sharpness of this magic treasure is that it is cultivated exclusively by its own true elements, so that it can play its magical role. In other words, it is not much more expensive, and at the same time, it refines so many handful of fairy swords as the original treasure. In peace of mind, it is simply gorgeous and unrealistic.

However, Lin Xuan's appearance is not as unclear as his mind. The power emitted by these Fire Red Fairy Swords is also really eye-catching. Is it true that this time, this guy has the power to subvert the common sense of the fairy world?

Damn, how did he do that?

The ghost face was frightened and angry, and his eyes became sharp.

Of course, he will not give up. Because of the cultivation method, the conditions under which he can take possession are very special. The physical requirements are almost strict. Therefore, he waited tens of thousands of loads before finally locking Lin Xuan.

He can't continue to wait, otherwise his Shou Yuan will arrive. By then, the sky will have landed, and he won't even have the flesh, how can he resist?

In that case, not only will it not be possible to extend Shou Yuan, but I'm afraid it will also plunder the soul and scatter.

As a result, naturally, people in Heavenly Ghost said they were unwilling to do anything, so they did their best to solve the problem, so they escaped some of the wreckage from Saint Joe's thunder. How could they die here without knowing?

No, he is a hundred unwilling, in any case, to take away the boy in front of him, so as to continue his own path of fairy cultivation.

The expression of the ghost face reached the extreme, as long as it could enter the boy's body, everything would be lucky, a cave Xuan period fairy repairer in the district, the power of the Yuan god, how could it be compared to himself, so that there would be no problem with usurpation.

Spell it!

Thoughts turned in his head, his eyes became brutal and hot, the time, the demonic wind made a big effort, formed a protective film, wrapped his entire soul, fiercely like Lin Xuan jumped over.

Is this guy trying to get tough?

The corner of Lin Xuan's mouth revealed a slight mockery.

There was no extra movement, and the sword hovered around his body.

Not all. Just one of them.

When the red light flashed, a bright rainbow broke through the sky, such as a lightning bolt, and slammed ahead.

Spike...

As if Bujin had been torn apart, then an angry scream came into his ear, and there was a little panic inside, red and black gas, interwoven together, that seemed to be a thick protective film, and it was easily torn apart, then red and bright, and the whole ghost face was flooded.

As a result, the heavenly ghost naturally let the human soul fly out of the sky, but he is also decisive enough.

Looking at the sharp edge of the sword, even in an irresistible situation, he simply stopped carrying it and abandoned the part that would be cut off.

Just saw a roll of black fog, as if the gecko had broken its tail, and the rest of it regained a ghost face, although it was obviously smaller than it had just been, and the expression on his face was extremely angry.

Though he also saw that the sword was quite small, he never dreamed it would come to this point...

Even Lin Xuan himself was terrified.

This is the first time he has fought the enemy with a sword from the Nine Palaces. This power is inevitably too sharp. It can be said that it far exceeds Lin Xuan's expectations.

Pugh is the only adjective.

“Not bad, not bad, not wronging yourself for a hundred years of hard work, the power of this sword alone is no worse than the ordinary Heavenly Spirit. ”

Lin Xuan enjoyed himself there. He had already dreamed of the power of gathering all nine swords together. Although specific, he could definitely compare to the legendary afterlife treasure.

If you have enough strength, such as the success of the Jinzhou Festival, you may still have a chance with Xianfu Qizhen for a long time!

Lin Xuan's face was full of satisfying colors, while the heavenly ghosts beside him almost distorted his nose.

What is this? Is it just a deliberate humiliation?

It is intolerable, what intolerable. Heavenly ghosts are filled with sorrow in their hearts. I think that he was also a generation of heroic figures. He once thought that he would be despised by the children of the first district cave Xuan period.

It's a dragon tour to shallow beach by shrimp theater, Tiger Fall Pingyang by dogs.

Such humiliation, how he endured, immediately drank loudly, the momentum rushed towards Lin Xuan.

Though Lin Xuan floated and immersed in joy, with his divine strength, he could still be able to look all the way, listen to all directions, see only the sleeve robe blow, a magic trick.

Suddenly, the red man made a big noise, and the sound of the sound continued to overwhelm his ears. Ninety-nine hundred eighty-one fairy swords were fired at each other.

The noise was really shocking, the scream of "ah” came into my ear, like a bowl of cold water poured down my head, Heavenly Ghost finally awakened from anger!

The treasures of the other side are so scary that they can't even resist a single one of their own. At this time, nearly a hundred ways out, don't you want to go back to your home?

Unfortunately, I was too impulsive at first, but at this time the remedy was too late, but oddly enough, the luminosity was not aimed at me.

No, and you can't say that, the swords were suspended in his Zhou Che, up, down, left, right, left, left, left, left, right, left, left, left, right, left, left, right, right, right, left, left, left, right, right, right, left, left, right, right, right, right, right, left, left, right, right, left, right, right, left, left, right, right, right, right, right, left, left, right, left, right, right, left, right, right, left, right

I make knives for fish and meat, and at this moment, heavenly ghosts have a deep sense of what this means.

Yet that taste was unbearable, and a generation of heroes was forced into such a dilemma.

“Well, can we talk now?” Lin Xuan faded into his ear.

PS: I'm sorry, it's really been a bit much lately. I have to go out later. I can only go one more time today. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I've been busy for a while. I will definitely go for it. Again, I apologize. (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.)