Tempered Immortal

In the array of Immortal Cloud Sects, no such level of guy was seen, led by only a few clutch ancient demons.

“Huh?”

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed a little bit of fun. Is it because of his own intelligence error? Didn't he say that Xianyunzong, as the medium power in Tianhe Prefecture, had two elders of the Dong Xuan Period?

However, Lin Xuan didn't think too much. Anything can happen in the immortal world. Perhaps it was the two elders who should be sent too many accidents that caused other forces to come to the door.

Lin Xuan didn't know, he was right about the speculation.

At this time, the man who surrounded the main rudder of the Xianyun Sect was the Demon Gate.

The monks in the Gate of the Spirit are not spiritual practitioners, but ancient demons who truly practise magic.

After all, this is the demonic realm. Even in Tianhe Prefecture, there are still many authentic ancient demons.

The Devil's Gate and the Immortal Cloud Sect have always had their enemies. The resentment has been wrapped for tens of thousands of years. In terms of strength, the difference between the two factions is as if. However, the Immortal Cloud Sect has two Dong Xuan elders, and the Devil's Gate has only one, so it has eaten a lot of bitterness.

But the Guardians of the Spirit Gate were even powerful. Although Xian Yunzhong took the upper hand in the battle, there was no way to uproot this enemy.

However, not long ago, the two elders of Xianyunzong went out looking for treasure, but accidentally fell.

The situation of Xianyun Sect is not very good. You know, too many elders usually don't ask questions, but being a deterrent is essential for a gatekeeper.

So they tried to hide the information and told the outside world that the two elders were being shut down, so they couldn't show up.

Drag it for a moment, if only this door could be born with a new period of hollows.

However, the idea is good, but the bottleneck from clutch to cave Xuan is not so easy to break, and the paper bag can't hold fire, although they have carefully hidden it, but there is really no impermeable wall in the world, the news is still leaking.

The Gate of the Spirit and they are the enemy of the world, and for tens of thousands of years they have suffered without knowing how much. Would such an opportunity not be missed?

So, go out and siege the chief rudder of Xianyunzong!

Don't look, they've only come thousands of ancient demons, but the lowest is also the late gelden period, and it's useless to come in lower order, and naturally they don't want to consume the lower order disciples in the door as cannon ash here.

These circumstances were not known to Lin Xuan.

But how smart he is, naturally he won't wait in the same place.

Seeing another clash between the two factions, Lin Xuan sneaked over, grabbed the one-dollar infant ancient demon, and carried out a soul-searching technique without saying anything, so the consequences of the previous causes were clear.

With Lin Xuan's strength, doing all of this is simple and extreme. Together, the two parties of ancient magic have more than 10,000 people. The scene is very confusing. There is no ancient magic that can discover Lin Xuan's small actions.

“Brother Big Brother, what should we do? Has this door been handed down for tens of thousands of years?” An anxious voice enters the ear and speaks of an ancient demon in a black palace costume, perhaps because of imitation of human power, the ancient demon of the Immortal Cloud Sect is basically the same as the human cultivator in morphology.

Against the ancient demons of another faction, there are many evil shapes, ugly and difficult to describe in words.

“How else, the Protector Battle has been broken, two too many elders have fallen, nobody in this door can stop the old man from honoring the Bai Ling Demon, let's just run away.” It's a middle-aged man, big ears, steady temperament, yet at this moment, all that is said is exasperate.

“Run for your life, Big Brother. Are you right about that?” Next to a short, fat Ancient Demon furious.

“I can't care much about this at this time, one escapes, it's much better than being dumpling wrapped in a nest.” The middle-aged man's face revealed a bitter colour, and if there was a glimmer of hope that he would make such a choice, he could not fight, but the presence of the Dong Xuan level could not be counterbalanced.

Instead of burning it here with jade stones, it might as well be useful.

Yet the fat Ancient Demon was a man of the same sex: "If you want to escape, I will fight with the Bai Ling Demon. ”

The voice went down, his hands pinched, and his whole body swelled like a leather ball.

And above his belly, a ghost face appeared, his mouth sprayed with magic fire, and his voice was not weak, and he went to the Bai Ling demon to kill him.

“Second Brother, come back. ”

“Brother, no. ”

The middle-aged man and the lady in the palace hurried to stop him, but they ignored him.

“Hey, that's kind of a bold guy, Ben. I'm sending you to Cao Di. ”

The gaggling laughter came into his ear, and the Bai Ling demon looked a little like a bat, his right hand swayed slightly, turning into a giant sickle.

And then swing like a bottom.

Without much movement, a black blade of light emerged and the surface wrapped around a circle of arc.

The stabbing was loud, Fatty Ancient Magic was horrified, his hands danced fast, the knife shield, the axe, and a series of treasures emerged.

However, when contacted with the light blade, no force of resistance was cut in half.

The gap between Dong Xuan and the clutch is really not half a point.

He was about to be cut off with one knife, suddenly at a distance from his promise, the collapse without any signs disappeared, and the sound of Bai Ling's anger came into his ear.

What's going on?

The clutch period of several Immortal Cloud Sects differed, and it was the fat ancient demon who was rescued, and his face was blind, and he had no idea what had happened.

“He Fang Mouse, hiding from the side of the attack, if he has the courage, shows up and is fighting with his demon's dignity.” The Bai Ling demon looked around and his face was full of uncertainty.

On the surface, the wind was all over him, but his sparkling eyes revealed his inner fears.

The attack was dissolved, but at this moment, he was releasing his mind with all his might, but he still didn't find the guy who did it, and the other guy was much smarter than himself from this.

“Hmm, a guy from the early days of Dong Xuan in the district, but he is not ashamed to say here. In a war with Lin, what kind of thing are you, because of you, also qualified? ”

Cold laughter came into his ear, the Bai Ling demon was furious, and the circular voice turned his head. He only saw that he was more than ten years away from himself. The blue light flashed, and a plain looking teenager appeared. It was Lin Xuan.

His eyes swept over him, and the angry expression of the Bai Ling demon vanished without a trace, replacing it with the colour of fear: "Your Excellency, are you a late Dong Xuan senior? ”

Lin Xuan laughed without saying a word, powerful with extreme powers, running wildly in the sutra, terrible spiritual pressure fell from the sky, gradually, bursting sound stopped, ancient demons of both factions stopped fighting, with a complex and polar gaze, staring at Lin Xuan is not a fast customer.

Many are still trembling in Cesar. It is really Lin Xuan's display of spiritual pressure. It is too scary to bear many of the ancient demons that have been repaired a little lower.

“Your Excellency is not a monk of the Immortal Cloud Sect. Why are you here? ”

Bai Ling's cold voice came into his ear, and he really didn't expect this unexpected change at the most critical moment.

“Lin is certainly not a fairy practitioner of Xianyun Sect, but he has a certain amount of friendship with the lantern buddy of the party.” Lin Xuan's faint voice came into his ear, and of course, these words were pure nonsense.

“Are you a friend of the old monster with the lantern? ”

The Bai Ling demon listened and his face looked terrible.

And the monks of the Immortal Cloud Sect were surprised and surprised, and the leading clutch demons had already gathered together.

The ancestor of the suspended lamp, is just one of the two elders to be sent. Not long ago, the treasure hunt, accidental crash, the main door without the master sitting in town, today's disaster, I didn't expect the key moment, the suspended lamp friend came to help.

“Big Brother, is this really Uncle Lantern's friend?” The demon in the palace opened her mouth with surprise and surprise.

“I don't know, but in this case, it shouldn't be fake.” The middle-aged demon murmured.

“Why? ”

“Third Sister, it is necessary to ask, the other party is a senior tall man in the late Dong Xuan period, what are the advantages of impersonating his uncle's friend, not to mention this situation in this door, what else is worth plotting.” The fat ancient demon said so, Lin Xuan was saving his life. Naturally, this demon is easier to believe.

The lady in the palace nodded her head. She was excited. If this predecessor could help her, this time, the door would most likely turn into danger and survive the crisis.

“The old man with the suspended lamp is dead. What good is your relationship with him? If you don't help him, this door will compensate you for some good.” The Bai Ling demon turned his eyes and said that with this interference, he also understood that the situation would be very unfavourable to him.

And the ancient demons of the Immortal Cloud Sect heard, one or two, but fears appeared on their faces.

Brother Ancient Demon, that's selfish. The ancestors have fallen. Will they really see some past friendship?

Not under normal circumstances, of course.

Unlike Lin Xuan, however, where he knew the ancient magic of suspended lights, all this was done to find a suitable place to cultivate.

Nature doesn't move!

Lin Xuan didn't even say much, he was too lazy to use his lips and tongue, and his sleeve was brushed, and he started to do it directly.

There was only four colors of glass, and the phantom fire flew out of Lin Xuan's sleeve.

Lin Xuan did not intend to fight for long. Once he took the shot, it was the kung fu at the bottom of the box.

Fantastic Fire leaves his sleeve and rises directly to the size of a wheel, grunting and killing towards each other.

“Magic flame? ”

The pupils of the Bai Ling Demon shrink, but they didn't see through the horror of this move: “Interesting, let you try my Bai Ling Fire. ”

After reaching out his right hand, a flame of colour lit in his palm, quickly wrapped his entire palm, and then he went to pick up Lin Xuan's phantom fire. (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.)