Tempered Immortal

Lin Xuan's mind has withdrawn.

The reason he took the risk of going underground was to see if there were any benefits.

It never occurred to me that this place was sealed by an ancient demon, Holy Joe.

Although the other side's flesh had long been destroyed, there was only a fraction left.

This hastily dispossessed body is confined to its roots and can only be restored to the late Dong Xuan period for the time being, but for Lin Xuan, it is still an unimaginable enemy.

I'm not even sure about him.

Of course, the most important point is that even if he wins, Lin Xuan doesn't know what the benefits are.

By weighing the advantages and disadvantages, leaving is the most correct option.

The eyes fluttered and Lin Xuan's heart was set.

At this moment, however, the rumbling sounds entered his ears and the fog in front of him swept up, all inhaled into his body by the man who called himself Saint Joe.

He then revealed the true face of Lushan.

Where is the ancient demon with four arms on both heads, the original body has suddenly shrunk a lot, like ordinary people.

There was only one head left, and the stars were so beautiful that they turned from an ugly monster to a handsome teenager.

If the only difference with ordinary people is that there is a crack in the middle of the forehead, it is definitely not a scar. Lin Xuan clearly sees it, it is the third eye, but it has not been opened.

Just for a few short breaths, the double-headed ancient demon became a completely different person.

He made a lazy stretching motion, stretching his limbs and showing a few smiles on his face: “Good, good, this flesh base is a bit poor, but other conditions are good, it seems that Ben Saint Joe deserves his life too, so easy to find a flesh body that can withstand my magic work. ”

Lin Xuan's face showed a bitter smile.

The other person sees himself as nothing, but it has to be said that he does qualify as such.

Lin Xuan certainly does not move slightly, knowing that he is facing the ancient demon Saint Joe.

It's not good for you to provoke each other, Lin Xuan just wants to find a void and get out of here as soon as possible.

However, his intentions were good, but the heavens did not follow suit.

The mysterious teenager turned his head and said, "Little man, how would you like to infiltrate our holy kingdom when you're a human fixer? ”

Lin Xuan's mouth had to twitch for a while, and he was definitely seen through.

His own disguise may be able to hide it from ordinary ancient demons, but in the eyes of old monsters of Saint Joe's rank, it's just a joke.

Even the one in front of you can see through your disguise at a glance if you repair it to something that has already been greatly damaged.

“Whatever the purpose of your visit to the Holy Land, if you meet your husband, you will be ordered to fall. The old man will send you to the Cao Dynasty. ”

The teenager's calm voice came into his ear, and his tone was even more arrogant, as if Lin Xuan were in his eyes, but only an ant.

The voice had just fallen, he had lifted his right hand, his ten fingers had suddenly become sharp, his fingers micro-bombs, flying out of the egg-sized flame between his fingers.

The flame was dark purple, and there was a fragrance of destruction.

Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed, but his face showed little fear.

Fire?

Others may not be sure of him, but it is his strengths that drive the flame.

Lin Xuan's sleeve robe swept away, and it was also an egg-sized flame.

Four-colored glass, with different properties flowing on the surface of this flame.

Boom!

The next moment, two flames crashed into each other.

Only the light of the Spirit is shining, and the circles of the circle are reflected in a magnificent magnificence. The two kinds of flames are entwined and devoured by each other in the middle of the sky. However, for a moment, it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, and the enemy is even.

Lin Xuan's face is full of heavy colors, his own god knows that phantom fire is one of his best tricks. It is one of the secrets of the bottom of the pressure box. The other party is now only in the Xuan phase of the hole. With a flame blown with his hands, he can divide the fall colors equally with phantom fire. Lin Xuan is surprised, and his heart grows more alarmed with exclamation.

On the surface, however, Lin Xuan naturally does not show weakness, but still remains a wooden color of his face.

In the blink of the sleeve robe, Xuan Qingzi's mother shield emerged. In the face of this grade of old monster, of course, if you don't ask for merit but you can't ask for it, first lay down your own defense cloth.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of clarity was loud, but 9981 swords of the Nine Palaces swam out of their sleeves and danced around his body.

In terms of voice, it's called a different little thing.

The mysterious teenager's face changed dramatically, and then he took a closer look, revealing a stranger look: “Oh, this is the sword of the Nine Palaces. Are you actually from the Moon ethnic group, and it is the five spirit root body, cultivated by the Moon Sky witch? ”

Even with Lin Xuan's capital, the colour had to change suddenly. The other party actually sacrificed a treasure by itself, so many of its own circumstances were guessed.

Does this ancient demon Holy Joe have nothing to do with the Moon people of the past?

Thoughts turned around and the other party's laughter went into his ear: “Hey, it's a body of five spirits, if the old man can get it, restore the magic, it will mean that he can stay, but unfortunately you are a human fairy fixer, but it doesn't matter, after you get your body, just demonize it. ”

“Really? ”

Seeing the mysterious teenager, his face was full of greed, Lin Xuan laughed furiously: “If you want to take Shirin, Your Excellency is so loud, be careful not to blow yourself up. ”

The voice did not fall, Lin Xuan's sleeve robe blew, only heard the broken voices and made a loud noise, the Nine Palaces had to sword the spirit light flash, turned into three, more than two hundred swords of light like a storm, bursting towards the enemy.

Let's do it first!

The teenager claiming to be Saint Joe couldn't hide, merely reaching out his right hand, his nails had soared to half a foot long, the surface was glittering with spectacle, dancing gently, suddenly doing great work, and countless purple claws appeared in the middle of the air.

Lin Xuan made an unexpected move when he saw the two attackers about to collide. At the same time, he saw his hands pinched. At the same time, he shook his shoulders and the space fluctuated suddenly. Lin Xuan had disappeared from his place of origin.

Meanwhile, those fierce flying swords flashed, and Lin Xuan took them back without retreating.

All those purple claw shadows were empty.

“Huh?”

The mysterious teenager was surprised.

The corner of Lin Xuan's mouth reveals a slight mockery. He is not stupid. Why are you here with the ancient demon Holy Ancestor Fire?

Even if the other party is in the Dong Xuan Period, it is hard to say if they can win.

Anyway, Lin Xuan would never do anything that would not benefit him. Oil on the sole is the most correct choice.

With his strength today, the nine days of microsteps grew more subtle, the light flashed, Lin Xuan had been thousands of feet away, and the zodiac treasure had returned to him, and then Lin Xuan rose in green, flying straight back like the original road.

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