Tempered Immortal

I don't want to be successful, but I want to be successful. Now that I know that time has the potential to make a turnaround for me, Lin Xuan of course tried to delay it.

Nine lotus flowers spin slowly in front of him, but do not attack the enemy. Lin Xuan's mind today is mainly used for defense.

Unfortunately, the Silver Winged Corpse King has reached its limit. Lin Xuan has to retrieve it back into the Ghost Bag. Otherwise, the Corpse Demon will help and the chances of winning will increase dramatically.

Now, of course, you're on your own.

On the other hand, the ancestors of Yanshan are also in the heart of how they are.

Quick combat is the best option.

Magic drains rapidly from time to time.

The old monster's sleeve robe blew and several monsters flew out of the waist.

One sword, one sword, one drum.

He then flipped his finger and a disc-shaped treasure appeared in the curtain.

In the middle of the treasure, there was a living ghost face.

Four treasures, each small.

The old demon manipulates at the same time, and his face shows a certain amount of energy, which is not surprising. The more powerful the treasure, the more god and magic it consumes when manipulating.

Of course, at this moment, it is certainly the best option to break Lin Xuan's defense.

Lin Xuan's expression was serious.

There is not much left of his magic today, although he holds a superb crystal stone and constantly extracts the pure power from it to supplement it, but it is only a cup of water truck salary relative to consumption.

But the harder it is, the harder it must be, or it will be the end of the meteorite. Since stepping into the immortal world, Lin Xuan has experienced countless difficult and dangerous obstacles. However, this time, he can definitely be in the top five.

In the blink of his robe, Lin Xuan sacrificed another treasure.

Xuan Qingzi's mother's shield was suspended beside him.

There are seven sides of the shield, arranged in a fan-shaped fashion, Lin Xuan's trick came out, each with a brilliant spiritual light, connected to a blue light screen, a Tai Chi pattern flowed on it, and the mysterious and vast atmosphere spread.

At the same time, Lin Xuan's body shined brightly on the surface, and the sparkling Kirin armor also emerged.

Ancestor Yanshan's face is also a little hazy.

The other party clearly reached the point of depletion of the mountains, and did not expect so many means of defense.

And he doesn't have time here to slow down with each other.

I turned my head and Yanshan's ancestors did it.

When he saw his hands dancing like butterflies in flowers, he flew out successively. The first thing to strike was the magic drum. This treasure slipped and flew over Lin Xuan's head.

Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock

The other three treasures were not idle, and the sword was turned into a palpitating exercise, such as a meteor flock feather, and cut off towards Lin Xuan with his head.

As for the disc, it spins halfway through the sky, and the ghost face constantly changes its appearance, accompanied by a strange light emanating from the eyes of the ghost face, making people dizzy.

Illusion!

And it's a very advanced kind, and if you ignore it, you can get lost.

In order to destroy Lin Xuan, Yanshan ancestors were truly divine. All four treasures were carefully selected.

Physical, illusion, sonic, tactical, no more reservations.

If you look at Lin Xuan, you don't change everything.

If it is another fairy practitioner, illusion is the most dangerous, once the divine wisdom is taken, it will be slaughtered, but Lin Xuan is the exception, the silver glow in his eyes, that strange illusion becomes the setting.

The sky is windy, and it's the stars that are coming.

As for the sound waves, there was no other way to deal with them. Lin Xuan's sleeve robe blew and several sons and daughters flew out.

Slip around, then crash and burst open.

Boom!

The drum was lifted off.

As for one sword at a time, it is better to deal with it. Lin Xuan worked out a method. Nine lotus flowers trembled and Xu Xu blossomed.

The sound of clarity enters the ear, the bright light sprays from the inside, a sword, a sword dance, while not hurting the enemy, but simply blocking the enemy's attack is more than enough.

Without asking for merit, Lin Xuan fully defended himself. For a moment, the old monster could not help Lin Xuan.

……

At the same time, the other side.

With a few glitters in the eye curtain, the ancient demons of the Naga are thousands of miles away from the land of the struggle.

As the distance approached, the bursting sound and the afterglow of various light waves became clearer, although due to the distance, they were not able to accurately assess the manipulation of the two men of the struggle with the knowledge.

But definitely a distracted old monster.

The demons had no objection to that, so they became more cautious and the speed of flight had dropped to a point where it could not be reduced.

There is no way, otherwise it is possible to expose yourself.

This time they came out to carry out the task entrusted to them by Lord Thunderflame, and did not want to give their lives here.

Fortunately, the two old demons are fighting like fire, otherwise they wouldn't necessarily be able to hide it so much.

The demons are playing drums in their hearts and praying that they can find the clues they want, otherwise the risks of today will be in vain.

……

Boom!

The bursting sound into his ear, Yanshan Ancestor's attack was once again blocked by Lin Xuan, the old magic has jumped like thunder, with the passage of time, the situation gradually became unfavourable to him, the damn remote boat, what forbidden symbol to give him, is fundamentally a pit human object, with the passage of time, the more rapid the magic, now, it seems like it is time to turn to defend, or get out of here.

Otherwise, when the magic runs out, let's not talk about distracted ancient demons. Even if Saint Joe is here, once the oil runs out, he can only be slaughtered.

The old monster bites his teeth and cuts his teeth. He hates it even more when he deals with the longboat. He's full of grudges and poisons. But what use is that? Even if he wants revenge, he has to survive this crisis. Besides, at least he's been pitted by the old man before his eyes.

Kill him!

It's not enough to give evidence to them, to wipe yourself out of the world!

Well played if you want, but Ben Ancestor won't let them get what they want. The old monster thought badly.

This revenge is a total failure. Yanshan Ancestors have turned to want to go. Unfortunately, it is too late. Lin Xuan is in charge of the situation. That is also first-class.

Although Yanshan's ancestors tried to hide their predicament, he still saw it.

According to the saying, when the tiger returns to the mountains, the aftermath is endless. Since God sees the opportunity in front of him, Lin Xuan must seize it, rise up Yu Yong and kill this old monster.

“Disease!”

He pointed forward.

The sound of the clatter came into the ear, and the nine lotus flowers turned into nothingness. Instead, 9981 flying swords were reflected in the eyes. Lin Xuanfa was not very powerful. Almost to the point of overdrafting, he could no longer control other treasures at the same time. However, the power of the Nine Palaces Sword was small, but it should be enough. After all, at this time, the situation of Yanshan Ancestors was worse than his own.

The sword is as good as a rainbow. Sure enough, Yanshan Ancestor left flattened, obviously some can't hold up.

Lin Xuan Daxi, to seize the moment, immediately turned back and rushed up, the spell in his mouth continued, his hands waved continuously, all eighty-one flying swords flew somewhere, then merged into the middle, a giant sword emerged.

More than twenty yuan, he fell in the face of the old demon.

Lin Xuan estimated that he should be unable to resist this blow.

At the moment of the formation of the sword, Yanshan ancestors did reveal the color of fear. However, at the moment of splitting, the fear on the face of the old demon disappeared and replaced it with the color of a cold laugh, which succeeded in smiling.

“Little guy, you're fucked! ”

The voice fell, he hammered his chest, a mist of blood erupted, wrapped the sword just now. After absorbing the sword, the magic worked and quickly grew bigger.

Then he touched hard and headed towards the Nine Palaces with a sword.

Although the momentum was slightly invincible, the resistance to a few breaths was certain, Yanshan ancestors flashed in shape, carried out the spell of transient movement, and jumped towards Lin Xuan.

“No... no! ”

Lin Xuan was shocked and suddenly realized that it was a trap deliberately set by the old devil. The other party intentionally showed weakness, which was to lure himself out.

“Damn, I've been fooled, I'm still too confident. ”

Lin Xuan sighed, in fact, this can't be blamed on him. Yanshan's old ancestors plotted deeply and pinched him perfectly. This is all he has left. If Lin Xuan is not right, he will become himself if he runs wild.

Fortunately, Kung Fu did not bear the heart, his plan succeeded, Lin Xuan did not withstand the temptation, gave up defense and turned into an attack.

With all the carelessness and loss, Lin Xuan was not helpless. At least this time, he fell into the old devil's calculation.

Without time to react, let alone change the moves, Yanshan ancestors have approached the front three feet.

Five-finger grip, a punch like Lin Xuan's head, so close distance, no need to use any more treasure, no time. Anyway, the strength of the flesh, the ancient demon must be the victor of the human cultivator.

Unfortunately, this time, the old devil missed it.

Cylon lost his horse, he knew it was wrong, he had fallen into the old monster's calculation, but he actually had a close physical fight with himself. Isn't that right?

The opportunity must not be missed, Lin Xuan's right hand raised, a flame jumped out of the palm of his hand, four colors of glass, is the magical fire.

Then a "whoop” went into his ear, and the illusion flame spread, wrapping Lin Xuan's entire palm inside.

Lin Xuan took a breath. This was his last blow. He mobilized all his powers and also punched forward.

Boom!

Two fists collided, compared to the old demon after the transformation, Lin Xuan appeared so weak, however, the fist power is the opposite, if it was the Yanshan ancestors when the full, the phantom fire did nothing to him, but now?

The old monster is already exhausted of oil, stabbed loud, a layer of ice nail quickly diffused from his arms up, the phantom fire had four properties, but Lin Xuan converted all the power into frozen, kung fu does not bear the heart, Yanshan Ancestor was indeed frozen.

A giant ice sculpture appeared in sight. (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.)