Tempered Immortal

Like a dream, the situation has been reversed for a moment.

But even Lin Xuan was unexpected, but his heart was naturally overjoyed.

God treats himself really well. Little fur balls have such strength...

Though the phoenix in front of it is not yet comparable to the true spirit, it already has the power of a few hundred bird kings.

Another moment later, the situation became clearer and clearer. Lei Peng's soul had been tied tightly by a chain of burning chains. Five flowers were tied together, and he could not move at all.

The sharp bird chirp enters the ear, and Lei Peng naturally does not want to bind, but letting it solve all the problems, it does not work.

At this point in the struggle, it can be said that there is no suspense at all, and wins and loses have been divided.

Little fur balls are too strong!

Lin Xuan did nothing and continued to watch with cold eyes.

Phoenix mingled for nine days, only to see the long phoenix circling slightly, two wings flashing, bright and bright, a large flame of red light and Xia emerged, a roll towards the front.

Poor Lei Peng's soul has been imprisoned. At this moment, it is simply a difficult tiger, immobile, only the opposite way to obey, wrapped in that beautiful sunshine.

This was followed by an incredible scene.

Although it is brilliant, it is translucent, so the scene of Lei Peng can still be seen clearly, only it is seen to shrink rapidly at the visible speed of the naked eye.

Clearly, it is a huge thing with close to a hundred feet of wings, but a few breaths of kung fu turned into an inch long mini Ray Peng, however, although the figure is small, the emitted pressure is not weak.

Left clash in Kwangxia, trying to escape the cage, but it didn't work, that Kwangxia seemed thin, but like a copper wall of iron, locked it away.

Then the phoenix stopped.

The two wings spread apart, like a long whale absorbing water, and sucked the light and the soul of Lei Peng into his stomach, unnecessarily.

Lin Xuan glanced at the tongue, and then the body of the little phoenix suddenly lit up. The sound of "hush” came into his ear, and the phoenix disappeared. Instead, the little fur ball was re-reflected into the curtain.

The little guy also hit a full hiccup, a satisfying color on the face.

The taste of Lei Peng's soul is so wonderful, it's hard to describe in words.

In addition to the small fur ball, the phoenix appeared, but a slight turn, like Lin Xuan flew over, flashed, did not enter his head missing.

The field of fire just now also naturally turned into nothingness. If the powerful enemy had not disappeared, there would still be traces of fighting on the ground. Lin Xuan almost thought that everything was his own illusion.

Eyes swept over the little fur ball, swallowed the most powerful demon soul, could imitate the secrets of the spiritual phoenix. It seems that this little guy is much more mysterious than he thought. However, he can merge with the changing true spiritual method of the Nine Heavens. What is the connection between this guy and the Mo Moon, Mo Moon Sky Witch?

Lin Xuan didn't know, there was no time to give him any time to explore. The fur ball was the one that made him cry the most. The little guy returned to his palm and fell over. However, he snored and slept.

Lin Xuan was speechless, shook, the little guy had no intention of waking up, and whilst snoring, he blew bubbles.

“Nevertheless, it is not too much to say that it is helpful to himself. Since the little one is tired, let him sleep as fragrant as he wishes. ”

Lin Xuan shook his head, his face was drowning, and he threw away the little hairball to help himself, not to mention the little guy himself, which was also very cute.

Lin Xuan flipped his hand and sent him back to the Tower of Souls. Then he blew his robe and collected the treasure he had sacrificed.

Then he looked at Lei Peng's spiritual bones on the ground.

In fact, besides the spiritual bones, other parts of Leipeng are also encounterable and undesirable treasures. Now that Leipeng's soul is guarded, Lin Xuan will certainly no longer be polite. Anyway, he has plenty of room in his waist to bag them, and Lin Xuan loaded them all in.

I'd rather kill wrong, don't let go. As for the use of parts other than the spiritual bone, I'll study it later. Take 10,000 steps back and say that even if it doesn't help me, I can exchange it or auction it.

“Whoo!”

Lin Xuansong's breath was relieved. This trip to Iceflame Valley finally did not return empty-handed. Although no treasure hidden by Sanmei Saint Joe was found, the remains of Lei Peng were still there, which is a good way to go.

Strong enemies have been removed, and Lin Xuan's face shows a rare and relaxed color.

But this thought just turned around, as if the light had appeared, and another thing that he almost ignored suddenly remembered.

That question just occurred to me.

It is said that this Lei Peng was much more powerful than he had ever seen, and that he was divine, almost half as if he were different from the true spirit.

Although it is a legend, according to Lin Xuan's assumptions, it is very likely that the Lei Peng clan, which is a very powerful creature, has a special environment in the Iceflame Valley, which makes this Lei Peng mutated, making it even more powerful.

However, it may be heavenly jealousy. If this Lei Peng continues to practice, it is not impossible to incarnate the true spirit after hundreds of millions of years. However, for some reason, it fought an ancient demon, Saint Joe, and was slaughtered here.

As for who the ancient demon Saint Joe is, no one knows, but Lin Xuan speculates that Lei Peng is dead, but the Saint Joe is not necessarily better. Eighty-nine of the ten are also seriously injured by the meteor, and the end result is simply the same.

Lin Xuan thought that there was naturally a reason for him. You should know that Lei Peng has just been eliminated. The fur bones are fresh, of great value, far superior to the remains of the present day. Even the old monsters during the ferry period can be of great use. There is no reason to abandon them here like grass mustard.

The only reason that makes sense is that the ancient demon Saint Joe, himself equally badly injured by the meteor, a dead man, certainly will not come to count the loot harvest.

If it were a meteor, where would the remains be? Who is the ancient demon Saint Joe? Lin Xuan didn't care. However, thinking about the storage bag between his waist, his heart was hot.

It's a treasure of great power during the ferry.

Once upon a time, Lin Xuan had felt that he was vast, and compared to his fellow brothers, it was not wrong to describe him in terms of rich flowing oil.

But is that true?

It may have been good before, but Lin Xuan knew that he was sitting in the well and watching the sky since he met the real dragon, and how wrong he was. Compared to the great power of the ferry period, he was simply one of the poor.

Shenmu was used by him to make paintings, things like this, he didn't dare to think about before.

I dreamed of even risking my life to visit the magic world to refine the materials of the Divine Dane. However, such a Lindane, in the eyes of the dragon, is just a hairy rain, and I gave it to myself at will.

And ten capsules at a time.

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