Tempered Immortal

Lin Xuan doesn't know about this, but as far as the situation goes, he certainly escapes as far away as possible.

The district area is 4,000 miles, far from being able to escape the threat, Lin Xuan has had a plan from the beginning, continuously moving.

Although the power consumed by the phantom is quite small, Lin Xuan is not just practicing this magic. With his current deep powers, even a dozen consecutive shifts are fine. Besides, Lin Xuan still has 10,000 years of spirit milk in his hands. His body strength is also far better than that of the Dong Xuan Dynasty Demon Nation, which is able to support continuous shifts.

That's why Lin Xuan dared not use the random transmitter. He was confident that he would escape from the other party's hand.

……

Turning to a tea kung fu.

Still a desert without a trace, a void sparkled, Lin Xuan appeared in the middle of the sky, his face was a little white.

In order to be safe, Lin Xuan carried out dozens of phantoms, and took a drop of milk for 10,000 years. In this way, he escaped, at least 100,000 miles away.

Though in their eyes, this distance, trying to fly past, still takes not much time.

But at least it is out of the reach of each other's knowledge.

If the other person is unable to grasp their position and wants to pursue themselves, it is just like fishing for needles in the ocean.

After all, it is halfway through the phantom, but it has changed direction several times. It can be said that Lin Xuan does not know where he is.

How can we find the ancient demon Holy Joe, even if he is capable of all things?

……

Lin Xuan was right.

The mysterious teenager did not move at all. He was still suspended in the middle of the sky. His eyes were closed, as was the magic eye in the middle of his forehead.

It took a long time to reopen my eyes.

“Such a sly boy, there is no trace of him within 20,000 miles of the circle. It seems that this guy is not only the body of the five spiritual roots, but also cultivates a great body refining technique. The strength of the flesh is not inferior to that of his fellow demons. Otherwise, he is the fairy cultivator of the late Cao Xuan Dynasty, and the phantom can never be carried out continuously. ”

The mysterious teenager raised his head and his face was filled with fire. The boy's body was simply tailored for him. If he could take possession of it, restoring the old divine talent would almost mean being able to stay.

Unfortunately, he is now not only falling into the magic of the cave, but also losing consciousness, so he cannot locate each other's tracks, otherwise he will be left alone.

“Forget it, if there is no mistake, this kid should come to the holy world to find the Divine Dan. Those materials are not worth mentioning in the eyes of this Holy Joe, but an outside fairy repairer in his district wants to gather together, but it is not that easy. From this, it is speculated that he should stay in the holy world for centuries. Hmm, he won't let you escape. Little guy, the next time you see him, you will wait nicely...”

Haha's laughter went into his ear, and the mysterious teenager was so angry that he turned into a black light sphere, like a distant laser.

Nor would he dare delay here, lest the old monsters find themselves free from the bondage and never rest.

……

It is a vast ice field, not knowing how far away it is from the desert of the lonely soul, and the snow falls like goose fur, looking at it, it is a silver vegetable wrap.

It is also a rare place to look, but it is full of magic that releases silk magic in the heavens and the earth and even in the ice.

Not only rich, but also pure.

Obviously, the entire ice field is covered with superb meridian veins.

Although the magic realm is vast, there are not many such places.

As a matter of fact, the major forces should fight hard to compete for this precious land.

On the contrary, however, very few people are involved in this iceberg.

Even those high-ranking demons who are distracted have to pass by here, and are willing to spend a great deal of effort going around.

Of course, they're not eating too much, they're eating too much, but this ice field already has a lord, and deep in the ice field, there's a jungle jade building.

Iceberg Saint Joe, right here.

This iceberg wilderness, is her walking palace. Which demon tribe ate bear heart leopard's guts and dared to come here to indulge, it is not an old birthday star hanging, looking for death.

However, there are always exceptions, and today this iceberg wilderness is experiencing an unexpected guest.

Not only did she break into the depths of the iceberg wilderness, but even the palace of Saint Joe's was regarded as deserted, and she went straight into the hall without a summons.

It's like, just a friend coming to the door.

It is true that peripheral vigilance was of no use to her until she entered the depths of the Walking Palace, where she was finally stopped.

As she walked into the doorway of a palace.

Ho!

There was no sign of it, and a terrible atmosphere erupted.

It's hard to describe in words, just momentum, as if to embrace the heavens and the earth and stir them into powder.

If another person were to be removed from her, even if not meteorized, she would have sprayed blood from her mouth and was pushed out of the palace.

Yet the uninterrupted guest turned a blind eye, a terrible momentum for him, as if the breeze had blown past him, and once he felt nothing.

“Impossible! ”

Surprising voices entered the ears, the deep palace flashed, a middle-aged man in a Confucian robe appeared, and his appearance was quite handsome, however, it was merely an indication, if Lin Xuan was here, he would surely be greatly dismayed, because although the shape changed, the breath emitted by the man was no different than that of the ancient demon he had extinguished in Mount Penglai.

And the body of that split soul is an old monster of the Holy Ancestral rank.

“Oh, Tian Yuan, are you really here? Are you relying on Sister Iceberg? ”

The surprise came into my ear, and the unexpected guest finally showed her true face and was a beautiful woman, but between the eyebrows, she was a little angry, looking about 289 years old.

“Lord Snake, it's you! ”

The middle-aged man in the Confucian robe first stayed dormant and then knelt down.

“Tian Yuan, you are also Saint Joe, there is no need for so much courtesy.” The snake's voice came into her ear with a few temptations. Of course, she didn't mean to, but it had something to do with how she practiced.

“Lord Bao Snake joked, you are the real demon ancestor, the status is not comparable to that of my ordinary demon ancestor. ”

Brother Confucian's face was full of respect, and his words were not nonsense.

Same as Saint Joe, but the gap between the original and ordinary Saint Joe cannot be counted at all. Don't say that he was only in the early stages of the ferry, that is Saint Joe in the later stages of the ferry, and he is far less powerful than the original one. How dare he be arrogant?

“Tian Yuan, you have not answered my words, why are you here? Do you work for the Ice Sister in the name of the Holy Journey? ”

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