Tempered Immortal

It's intolerable, not intolerable.

Compared to the human monks, the temper of the ancient demons is already very violent. Why has the ancestor Yanshan ever suffered such humiliation? Three charms, repeatedly and repeatedly robbed by others.

Damn it!

Tiger's not hot. Do you really think I'm a sick cat?

Make sure your blood splashes five steps today!

The old monster frowned upside down and a palpitating momentum erupted.

This time, he was utterly angry and unwilling to do any more repression.

The shouts entered the ears, and the ancient demon's face nearby was filled with fear, and the birds and beasts scattered.

They don't want to get caught up in this level of conflict.

Fu Tiancheng's face revealed a slight smile. As a landlord, of course, he could not stay out of it, but what can be done? He did not dare to go forward to stop the distracted old monster, Yanshan Ancestor, but was famous for his cruel appetite to kill.

“Seniors are angry, please look at Fu's face, don't be angry, otherwise..."

“Otherwise, how dare you threaten my husband? ”

Yanshan Old Ancestor turned his head suddenly, his eyes were cloudy, but at this moment there was a god like electricity. His eyes just touched, and Fu Tianheng shook a chill, a cool penetration from the bottom of his heart, and he dared not look at each other's eyes anymore.

Her scalp was numb, as if she had fallen into an ice cave, which was extremely sad and difficult to describe in words.

Pai Tianheng is cold.

He is Fu's homeowner, the peak of the Dong Xuan period.

Without an opponent, the other person is merely an eye, able to conquer themselves.

Dingxuan and distraction, the gap between them is so great.

The whole process wasn't for a moment, and yet he seemed like a million years later.

When I woke up again, I was already sweating cold.

The face was no longer accepting, but a bit of a panicked explanation: “Even if I borrowed another dare, the younger generation wouldn't dare be so disrespectful, it's just...”

Fu's dignity must be preserved, but the old monster in front of him must not sin.

At one time, forgiveness paid Tianheng eight sides of the spectrum, and I didn't know how to say it.

Ultimately, the immortal world is backed up by strength.

Fortunately, Yanshan ancestor didn't want to make too many enemies. Fu Tianheng was in his eyes. He was just an ant, not worth mentioning. However, he was unwilling to offend the whole family. Especially Fu ancestor, he would have a headache against him, and he had no certainty of winning.

And, of course, the most important thing is, good end, who would be willing to do evil with a fellow monk, and that is obviously not to lose.

Based on this consideration, of course, he won't deal with the sunset killer anymore, just a cold voice coming into his ear.

“This has nothing to do with Fujia. If you don't want to anger Ben Ancestor, roll aside. Otherwise..."

The ancestors of Yanshan did not say much. However, Pai Tiancheng has lowered his head. Compared to face, small life is obviously more important. The ancient demons of Dongxuan level have also lived for tens of thousands of years. How much less could he know?

However, the remaining light in the corner of his eyes is like Lin Xuan's sweep away. Everything is always good and bad. Regarding Lin Xuan's realm, he has always been just speculating. Although, the signs have given him 90% certainty, after all, he is not completely sure of what...

At this point, it happens to be a test metal stone, which can be distinguished.

After all, in the face of the angry Yanshan ancestors, no matter what, the other side can no longer hide their strength.

As for the other ancient demons, most of them were happy.

According to the saying, the wood show in the forest, the wind must destroy, who allowed Lin Xuan to perform, then the eye-catching, three pressing axes of the auction, all in his possession, other ancient demon eyes red, naturally envy jealousy, at this time see Yanshan ancestors angry, everyone is happy, Ba Lin Xuan can not be sucked and refined.

But can things be what they want?

Fu family owner at the peak of the Dong Xuan period, even Yanshan ancestor's eyes are no match. Just looking at the instant kung fu, he is cold, such as falling into the 10,000 length ice cave, but what about Lin Xuan?

That's totally irrelevant.

Although he is not a distracted fairy practitioner, in real life, he is a little less than the paying owner, but what then, Lin Xuan can use common sense.

Evaluating Lin Xuan with the strength of a fellow monk is simply a big mistake and a big mistake.

The look in Lin Xuan's eyes?

Is that a joke?

Once upon a time, Lin Xuan was not afraid of the ancient demons at the gates of heaven.

Despite all the fluctuations and conspiracies used, it was ultimately the other party who was killed.

How can he be afraid of a Yanshan ancestor in the district now that he has gained a lot of strength and even re-tasted a new treasure of his own?

Otherwise, Lin Xuan would not compete in such a high-profile manner.

He dares to do so, and that is to have the bottom gas.

There's nothing they can do about it.

As for trying to impress him with his eyes, it was a complete joke.

In the face of the spiritual pressure of the ancestors of Yanshan, Lin Xuan looked blind, as if it were just a breeze. He raised his head without fear. The eyes of the two people were in contact. Unlike the performance of the balance just paid, Lin Xuan appeared not to care at all.

Ancestor Yanshan's face was silent and he couldn't help but mumble.

But there is no arrow to open the bow, he has already put out this position, can not tiger snake tail, otherwise he retreats at this moment, the old face really can not find a place to put it on hold, what face, in the holy realm continue to mix?

So no matter what he thinks, now that he's taken this step, it's just going on with his scalp.

Without retreating, Yanshan ancestors were forced to die by Lin Xuan.

Boom!

However, after all, the period of distraction existed, but his momentum continued to climb. After a moment, the sound of Putong Putong entered his ear, but several Yuan Baby Ancient Demons could not support it, and fell directly on the ground.

And the spiritual pressure of the ancestors of Yanshan was not directed against them. The pressure is still so. Lin Xuan's feelings at this moment can be seen.

But his performance is still tolerant.

“Distraction, this disfigured guy, must be some hidden old distraction monster. ”

Don't talk about other ancient demons. At this moment, Yanshan ancestors all have this idea, but what makes them wonder is that this is the moment to see the dagger. Why doesn't Lin Xuan make a real appearance? What is he waiting for?

Yanshan's ancestors were full of doubt, but only at this moment, Lin Xuan did it.

As soon as his robe was blown, a grey white ghost bag flew out.

The object circled slightly, the pockets opened, and turned upside down, and the roar of brutality came from the inner array... (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.)