Tempered Immortal

Although the magic power he practiced was bizarre, capable of transforming his body into a tangible, invisible fog, inviolable water, and difficult to enter with a sword, it didn't mean that it really couldn't hurt.

Everything that has no absolute, ordinary attack, the demonic fog of his flesh is certainly ineffective, but the fire of the true spirit that contains the power of the phoenix is different.

Phoenix is the king of hundred birds. Even in the true spirit, it is able to rank among the top three horrible species, the godbird of fire. The great fame is by no means random bragging. Phoenix fire, legend has it, can burn everything in the world.

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Although at this moment, the image of the phoenix carved out by the right arm of the armor is illusory, it is not a real phoenix fire, but it does contain a little phoenix real yuan. Besides, by the same token, it is not a true triple-eyed saint, so the fire remains a threat to itself.

Thoughts turned in the mind of the young man in the robe, his figure flashed, and the demon's mouth on his chest disappeared. At the same time, he shook his shoulder slightly, shooting towards the slant, avoiding the fire of the phoenix.

The young man in the robe was relieved. It was really dangerous just now. It was almost a thousand miles away. He was almost caught up in that horrible attack.

Damn, I really showed this Lin boy to him. I didn't expect him to be able to manipulate the fire of the true spirit.

This idea has not yet been turned around, and suddenly there are unusual fluctuations in the air beside you.

“Bad!”

The young man in the robe was shocked, but he couldn't hide. He only felt his eyebrows warm. A black ray of power had pierced his head and blood burst out instantly.

The thumb is only thick, however, both speed and force are eye-catching, it is by no means an ordinary five-line spell can be compared.

Merrill Diamond!

Although this is not the secret of Lin Xuan's compression box bottom, the power is also very small, especially for sneak attacks, and it is even more effective than half-work.

The young man in the robe shouted loudly and covered his forehead. He had not just turned into a demonic fog, so naturally he could not be immune to the attack. However, the old demon practiced his powers as if they were truly small. Even his forehead was pierced, and a monk or ancient demon changed his forehead. Although the meteor did not fall, the body scrap was nailed to the ground on the board.

However, this guy was different. Although the wound was not light, and a blood hole appeared in his forehead, there was a constant gust of demonic fog inside, and the wound healed quickly at a visible rate.

“Little Lin, I'm going to suck your soul out!” The sound of this demon biting his teeth into his ears.

“Spirit extraction?” Lin Xuan laughed: “Do you think you still have a chance? Don't make a fuss here, sir. You may want to look around first.” Lin Xuan hung still, with a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

“Around, you're talking about these rubbish swordsmen, didn't you just prove it, do you think these swordsmen can hurt your honor?” The boy's face was full of disgrace and the wound on his forehead was almost completely healed.

Somehow, the sword of the Nine Palaces has floated around, dense and numb, completely wrapped the young man in the robe, the noise looks terrible, yet the other side's face has no fear, the brine point tofu, one thing is lowered, the sword of the Nine Palaces is truly a magical treasure, but to deal with him, it is Benmen to axe.

“Really?” Lin Xuan appeared confident and had a hidden killer in his eyes, but he was reluctant to say more.

The young man in the robe saw him, frowned and felt a little uncomfortable, but without waiting for him to act, Lin Xuan raised his right hand and a trick went out.

“Disease!”

With his movements, the rays burst, and the hundreds of swords around him trembled, like the waves were raging, like he was raging.

The young man's face is hazy, although his heart feels a little uncomfortable, but at this moment, there is no time to think more.

His eyes glistened and there was no excess movement. His body, like a gyro, spinning in place.

In time, his body was blurred and reformulated into demonic fog.

On the surface, swordlight should be useless, but Lin Xuan's face revealed a strange colour. How can he be useless with his capital?

Lin Xuan's purpose was to invite the King into the jar, and at this moment, the purpose was finally achieved.

With a grip on his hands, a mysterious forensic seal emerged from between his fingers, without air, without any trace. Then, those swords flashed and were restored to swords, and then the halo spinned. There was a five-color flame, which appeared on the surface of the Nine Palaces sword.

Fantasy Fire!

At some point, Lin Xuan had merged the two kinds of Divine Connections into one and placed them in the Heavenly Earth Network.

Then the sword fell like rain and stabbed the enemy in the past.

The demonic fog of the young man in the robe was hidden, and he was soon stabbed in a thoracic hole.

However, unlike the uselessness just now, this time, there was a scream in the ear.

In doing so, Lin Xuan was inspired by the fire of the true spirit just now. Since it contains a flame of phoenix power, it can make this demon stop fearing. Lin Xuan believes that his magical fire is the same.

After all, Fantasy Spirit Fire is powerful. Although there is no way to compare it to the real Phoenix Fire, it is only strong and weak compared to the “Spirit Fire” just now, which has only furry power.

Cold, poisonous, corrosive, phagocytic, and puncturing, five properties, that is extraordinary, with the sword of the Nine Palaces, Lin Xuan believes that whether or not the fog is qualitative or invisible, it is absolutely irresistible.

Though this is mere speculation, reality quickly proves that in the face of a sword like a storm, the fog can no longer be regarded as nothing.

Separated into pieces, they just wanted to regroup, but were cut off by the flying swordlight, and the colors of the fog were much darker.

But this guy's vitality is truly enormous, and no matter how Lin Xuan's sword light is cut, it never drops.

Halfway through the sky, the largest group of demonic fog emerged the face of the robe teenager, but no longer bore the masculine appearance of just now. His eyes were filled with resentful colors, his teeth were born at the corner of his mouth, his blood basin mouth was wide open, and countless pharaohs like cattle capillary needles erupted like Lin Xuan.

“Want to do the dying struggle again? ”

At the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth, a mockery appeared. He was not in the mood to slowly mushroom with each other here. He had to extinguish his enemies by thunderbolt and then quickly leave this place.

Lin Xuan's body flashed, there was lightning in the back and forth room, and he had retreated to one side. The other party's attack, completely ineffective, fell into the empty space. Then Lin Xuan reached out his hand and patted it in the waist. Only a glint of spirit appeared, and another treasure appeared in his hand.

With a slight tremor, the treasure unfolded and an extremely quaint scroll of painting appeared in the curtain.

Only a red ray emerged on the scroll, the most visible of which were twelve hills of varying sizes.

However, unlike ordinary landscape paintings, these hills are not green shallots. On the contrary, those twelve peaks can be described as quite lonely.

Weird stones, straight into the sky, peak surfaces, not to mention flower trees, not even a weed, but it is easy to see the flames burning there.

Volcano!

However, it is distinctly different from the volcanoes generally perceived.

Most notably, at the waist of the mountain, there are some strange birds hovering around.

Feathers are golden with three legs, and the treasure's name has been called out.

Mountain Golden Utu!

Nor did Lin Xuan's redundant movements appear, and a flame of red smoke emerged from the scroll.

Then the nine peaks flashed into the eye curtain.

Short and tall, but the smallest one also has more than a hundred heights, each one has different shapes, and the rushing momentum spreads with it.

Tong Tian Ling Bao is quite small, but this is not over. The noise enters his ears, and countless fist-sized firebirds fly down those nine peaks.

Looking at it, we can't talk about a covered day, but there are hundreds of them.

Kim Woo!

Of course, it is not the true spirit, but it also contains a little power of dividing the soul.

And swallowing ghosts is the biggest thing about this bird.

Looking at the broken fog, Jinwu's eyes flashed with excitement, and the gagging strange screams came into his ears, swallowing up the fog one by one.

Soon, the little demon fog that had been cut apart by swordlight was swept away, leaving only the largest clump in the middle, about the size of a basin, and the color of despair appeared on his face.

All of a sudden, he opened his mouth, and a terrible whistle came out of his mouth, and the hunter turned into a prey. He wanted to eat Lin Xuansheng alive and strip him. I didn't expect to end up with a dead meteor.

He was naturally unwilling and unwilling to bind, so he called for help, just like the other two incarnations.

Not only was the whistle terrific, but it also had the effect of attacking, and there was a flesh-eyed sound wave in the air that slaughtered towards Jin Wu.

That was a good move, but unfortunately he was already energetic and badly injured, and that power naturally discounted.

“Shh!”

The golden flame of light lit up all over Jinwu's wings. This magic, attack and defense all together. As soon as the sound wave came into contact with the flame, it broke apart and then Jinwu killed it in front of him.

Then he swallowed the biggest fog into his stomach.

So far, the young robe of the three incarnations fell, three battles, Lin Xuan here the fastest to divide the results.

Then he squeezed his hands, stretched out for nine days, a few flashes, and disappeared into the sky.

Although the use of space sensibility in the Iceflame Valley risks a lot, at this moment Lin Xuan can't care less, can't let the child keep the wolf, in fixing the fairy world, how can he not have the spirit and courage to take a little adventure.

Moreover, Lin Xuan did not do so in vain. He still had an assessment. Nine days of micro-step involved a little space mystery, but far more than a phantom, there was a random transmitter.

So, the possibility of causing a spatial turbulence is not very high, weighing the pros and cons, and doing so is not too risky, it is worth a try.

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