Tempered Immortal

The young man standing in the middle, dressed in a black robe, the colour of the clothes of the two people next to him is different, divided into blue and blue.

Lin Xuan's pupils are microscopic, is this the legendary “one-vaporized three-dimensional” god?

Turning his mind, Tian Xiao's sword next to him has spooked, and his judgment is the same as his own.

“No, it's not a vaporizer. ”

Lin Xuan shook his head.

“Brother, how can you see? ”

Tian Xiaojian called it a friendly, even the Tian Yuan Saint Joe beside him, turned back, he had not heard of this magic work.

“First of all, the vaporization of Sanqing is the Taoist supreme first Xuan Gong. In front of this guy is an ancient demon. It's not compatible with the Taoist water fire. How can he practice the legendary Gong Gong? ”

Lin Xuan mentioned this, swallowed a sip of spit, and then continued to say: “Besides, although Lin Xuan has not practiced, there are many records in the classics. It is said that the most subtle thing about this kind of divinity is that it can be born in nothing, turning one person into three, and the two extra ones, in no way ordinary appearance incarnation can compare, each has comparable body of divinity and magic, which is equivalent to tripling the original strength of battle, hard life, no, it is stronger, because there is also cooperation between the three incarnations. ”

Tian Xiaojian nodded with Tian Yuan Saint Joe, both of whom, naturally not the lonely widow, had heard of this magic of vaporization, more or less.

Lin Xuan secretly sighed, he can't even think about it now. He is clearly a person, how can he be three incarnations by emptiness, and each of the powers is no different than the body, which is an anomaly... No, correctly, it is in conflict with the laws of heaven and earth.

Yet, although he does not understand, but many ancient books, he is telling the truth. This is not blackmail, let alone absurd legends.

It is true that there is something going on in the world of fixing fairies. However, his current strength cannot be surmised. It is not surprising that Lin Xuan is now distracted, but compared to the ferry, it is still far from heaven. Take his current fix as an insight. It would be strange if he could participate in the magic of the Daoist First Xuan Gong.

“You see, on the face of it, although this guy has been transformed into three, all three incarnations are significantly weaker than just the body.” Lin Xuan's calm voice came into his ears, and even at this time of crisis, his insight was still subtle.

Simply put, it is bold and meticulous, and in the face of strong enemies, there is still such insight, and the benefits are self-evident.

“Lin Boy, you have a really good eye, but what if you find out, you won't be able to vaporize the magic of Sanqing, but these three incarnations have enough of you. ”

The young man in the black robe revealed a slight mockery at the corner of his mouth, the voice had not fallen and his body flashed. He had pounced toward the heavenly Yuan Saint Joe, and the other two incarnations were not idle. Likewise, his shoulders trembled slightly, and they turned into rainbows of different colors. Their goal, naturally, was Lin Xuan and Tian Xiaojian.

At one time, there was a slight sense of absurdity in all three hearts. Without the mysterious mix-up of the ancient demonic teenagers, the three of them, I'm afraid, would have been a mess first.

At this moment, however, coincidence, but somehow it has come together, the world is wonderful, and too much?

Today, however, it is not a moment of emotion, but rather a matter of urgency, how to resolve the immediate crisis.

Lin Xuan's insight, needless to say, he clearly saw, the three incarnations changed by the mysterious juvenile body, the power is uneven, with the young man in the black robe in the middle the strongest, while his counterpart, is the divine ancestor of Tian Yuan, obviously in the mysterious juvenile's mind, the horrible degree of himself and Tian Xiaojian is far less than the incarnation of the holy ancestor.

Naturally, this judgment is true, but it seems that it also provides an opportunity for you and Tian Xiaojian.

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed with a different light. Tian Xiaojian did not see the subtleties in the middle. He did not know, but since Tian Zhi had a good opportunity in front of him, he must not miss it anyway.

Touching the fish is his specialty!

Lin Xuan turned his mind, but it was not too slow.

At this moment, it is never a good time to try and hide your enemies by thunderbolting them.

When the robe dashed, only the light flashed. The sword of the Nine Palaces had swimmed out of the sleeve of the clothes, and then the sound was loud. The dozens of flying swords had turned into a sip of swordlight that was long enough to circle in front of them.

Lin Xuan's method is not yet finished. His left hand is like a half-air dot. All the swordlight shivers red, and he instantly turns into nine. He transforms into hundreds of ordinary swordlights. He circles and dances, and the fiery red sword almost shields the small half of the sky. The sword waves, one layer at a time, are like waves of uncertainty in the sea.

Tian Xiaojian and Tian Yuan Saint Joe were terribly discolored. Both felt that the previous assessment of Lin Xuan seemed a little too low, but the idea was just flash, because at this time, they were also facing strong enemies, distracted, obviously very unwise.

The bursting sound of rampant bursts into the ears, Tian Xiao Sword and Tian Yuan Holy Joe sacrificed their treasures and have fought against the two incarnations in one place.

Lin Xuan naturally did not dare to ignore it. At this time, he was facing the incarnation of the young man in the robe. Lin Xuan no longer asked for help but asked for nothing. Now time is very pressing for him.

The sword of the Nine Palaces stunned the young man in the robe and stopped in shape, but soon, the corner of his mouth revealed a slight mockery.

How can there be more swordlight and more prominence? It is equally useless to miss the cut.

His figure slipped away and the whole person turned into a demonic fog again. Later, he saw the Nine Palaces sword as nothing, and rushed over like this.

Lin Xuan frowned and lifted his hands. A trick went out: “Break! ”

Suddenly, hundreds of swords buzzed, turning into a flaming red glow, like the raging tide of the sea, sweeping towards each other.

The noise was really small, but the young man in the robe who turned into the fog had no fear at all. Soon, the two collided positively.

The crackling sound of "hush” was constant in the ears. Under the control of Lin Xuan's god, those hundreds of swordlights surrounded each other's constant saving.

Just a few breaths of kung fu penetrated the fog hole a thousand times, but it was ineffective. All the attacks seemed to have fallen into the sky. The fog was invisible. With more sword light and sharpness, it was like fishing for the moon in the water. He had nothing to do with it.

The sword was as rainy as rain, but the fog was flat and floated a few feet in front of Lin Xuan.

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