Tempered Immortal

There are still rumbling sounds in the sky into the ears, as if a thunderbolt had landed, yet the two fighting men have no extra action.

The situation has evolved to this point, intentionally or unintentionally, where no two people can defeat each other in any other way, and the end result will depend on who is more powerful and who can last longer.

In other words, this duel has now been transformed into something deeper than spelling.

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“Amitabha Buddha! ”

A Buddha came into his ear, Master Shizuku's hands together ten times, and his face was filled with sighs: “Lord Lin Shi is truly remarkable. He distinguished between the early divine times and had such strength. But unfortunately, this battle is a trick. ”

Actually, that's kind of a euphemism.

The dragon surname teenager beside him is already as dirty as a face. The first two times, the elder Hui also said Lin Xuan was going to lose, but he revealed a color that he didn't think was true. However, this time, even the dragon surname teenager thought that Lin Xuan could no longer do anything about it.

After all, while the realm is the most important factor in determining the strength of the monks, it is not the only one. With all sorts of secrets, as well as incredible treasures, it is possible, albeit difficult, to overstep the challenge.

However, unlike at first sight, the two are more powerful than spelling, which has nothing to do with the treasure of surgery, and the realm is the most important.

This one.

And for Lin Xuan, there is a very unfavourable problem. At this moment, he is able to compete with each other's sword because he has sacrificed too many treasures.

Simply put, it is to compensate for the lack of quality in quantity, but in this way, the power consumption will be more, that is, Lin Xuan will consume far more power in the same period of time in order to maintain the current stalemate than the old geek.

Otherwise, it is not as deep as others, then there are the constraints of the negative factors, the duel in front of us, can be said to have no suspense at all, Lin Xuan must lose.

But is that true?

Apparently, the analysis is correct, but Lin Xuan can use common sense.

At least for the moment, he's still breathing.

Not bad, although I have a pair of babies to help me, the magic is still slightly weaker than the old geeks who made it to the late stages of distraction.

And in order to maintain the situation at hand, the power consumption is more than the other side, neither is wrong, so what?

Judging by this, you will surely lose, or is it too arbitrary?

You know, besides the strength of the monks, the treasures they possess, the secrets they master, there's actually one thing that affects them.

But this factor, in general, is often ignored.

That's the monk's home.

As the saying goes, money can push ghosts, and crystals can smash people to death.

The situation is better than spelling, but if one of them had treasure that could instantly restore it, would it be risky?

No one knows, but it's very likely.

At least at this moment, Lin Xuan has a bamboo in his chest, compared to himself. This old guy is really dead and alive.

Unlike the wins and losses identified by bystanders, Lin Xuan is already a stabilised winning ticket at this time.

Although such a victory is suspected of coincidence, but so what, the fairy world has always looked only at the results, and no one cares about the process at all.

As such, the two of them held each other, and time passed like a white foal, and they passed away unconsciously.

With the passage of time, Lin Xuan's breath grew weaker and there was little power left.

“Little guy, dare to scream board with my husband, now I feel bitter, don't worry, I won't let you fall easily, I will definitely spill your Yuan Baby in a moment.” The voices of the oldest monsters entered his ears, with the colour of a cloud in them, as if Lin Xuan was already in his bag.

“Really?” Lin Xuan's face revealed a smile and was completely unmoved. He saw his left hand suddenly stretched out, clapping on the storage bag, and an extra vial appeared on his palm.

Lin Xuan then raised his head and poured a drop of 10,000 years of milk into his mouth.

Whoo!

Once in the stomach, this medicine had a somewhat depleted power, immediately gushing out of the Dantian field, along the eight veins of the Qi Dynasty, flowing all over the limbs.

Therefore, Lin Xuan, who was about to lose, was immediately stable as Tarzan.

“Tsk...”

The old man was stunned, his face suddenly got a little shady, but soon he turned into a cold smile: “Not bad, not bad, there's 10,000 years of milk, but so what, just slow down your defeat, don't do the dying struggle. ”

“Really? ”

Lin Xuan's reply was still cold: “If you can do this, take Lin off and say it again. Otherwise, what use would it be to do something with your tongue? ”

“All right, all right, little man, you really haven't seen the coffin without tears. I'll make you lose it orally. Besides, you think you do, Ben Joe can't take it out? ”

As if to strike Lin Xuan's confidence, the incarnation of the superior monster into the middle, a bang in the ear, the incarnation of the tens of thousands of times is gone, the body of the superior monster appeared, at this time, there is no need to manipulate the sword array to do any complicated action, just simply consume the power to hold each other, the body is fine, only to see his sleeve robe flashed, a jade bottle also appeared in his hand, the bottle plugged open, the fragrance of the human heart and spleen dispersed.

It has a familiar taste. It is definitely tens of thousands of years of spiritual milk, but Lin Xuan's expression is still calm and extreme. The other party's attack tactics are completely ineffective.

The scene continues to stall.

Lin Xuan drank another 10,000 years of milk.

Another moment later, the old geek finally couldn't hold on. He was right that his powers were deeper than Lin Xuan's. The consumption of sword arrays in unit time was indeed much smaller. After all, there was one degree. Lin Xuan's powers were restored twice, and he finally ran out of oil.

But the old monster was not panicking, but looked at Lin Xuan and smiled. Then he looked up and drank 10,000 years of milk from the bottle.

Yes, he drank half a bottle in a sigh.

This is normal, the millionth milk has the effect of instantly replenishing magic, but it is for lower order monks, like the power of the divine level, the magic is vast as the sea, the district one drop of millionth milk, how can it be replenished.

So he drank so much.

On the surface, the old weirdo doesn't care. In fact, deep inside, there are some heartache. After all, if you have crystal stone, you can't sell it anywhere.

He also took a lot of effort to get this bottle. It was meant to be a life-saving product. I didn't know it would be used here somehow.

Just deal with the early guys in District One.

How can an old monster not be distressed?

Damn it!

It really annoys me not to suck his soul out for a while.

Heavenly old monsters think hard, and time continues to pass.

Though the rotation of the sun and the moon cannot be seen in this small space, it must have been more than a day and a night since it was deadlocked.

The old monster's face disappeared long ago, replacing it with stunning, hidden appearance with a little fear.

I feel like I'm doing something stupid.

But how is that possible?

He had not seen Lin Xuan take out more ten-year milk. Before and after, it was just that bottle, but it could last that long. During the night, the other party had drunk it more than 89 times.

As a matter of fact, it should have been consumed long ago.

Heavenly Elder looked at the Ten Thousand Years of Spirit Milk in his hand again. The bottle had long been empty. Compared to Lin Xuan's luxury, he had only drunk it three times, and the third time, the quantity was clearly insufficient, and he had not completely filled his powers.

Nowadays he is only struggling to sustain himself and has used a secret technique to unleash his potential, simply to drink and quench his thirst, even if he can overcome the immediate crisis, it is not a great deal of energy damage.

And that's already the best case.

Now he panicked and couldn't see the hope he'd won.

Something went wrong.

Impossible!

If they have only one bottle of Ten Thousand Years' Milk, why can't they finish it?

Nor can it be blamed on the weirdness of heaven, which he could not have understood.

There are no mistakes in all the links. The old monster can say that it is comprehensive. Everything to consider is taken into account, so there will be such a tragic end, because Lin Xuan drinks purified tens of thousands of years of milk.

In other words, it was the blue star sea that changed the victory of this battle.

Ordinary Ten Thousand Years of Spirit Milk, it takes a few sips to restore the power of the Divine Brother, however, Lin Xuanna via the purified difference, just one drop is enough.

The gap is here, but how could they possibly have thought that the Blue Star Sea, which is an anti-sky object, is also about this family with no other outlets?

From this point of view, the old geek is in this awkward situation. It is really unjust. However, no one will sympathize with him. Who makes this guy blind and hostile to the cloud clandestine sect?

There was nothing remarkable about the cloud clandestine sect. However, Lin Xuan was received by this anti-heavenly guy, so the old monster was in bad luck.

If you count, you count.

He wanted to dig a trap for Lin Xuan. He didn't know the end result, but he took a stone and smashed his foot.

God is weird and angry, his face is a little twisted, but at this moment, he is a tiger rider, no, to be honest, is... tired.

After all, this impasse cannot be resolved unless there is an old monster involved during the ferry period. As soon as he removes the sword formation, he will immediately be submerged by Lin Xuan's terrible attack and bombed with no residue.

Although he continues to insist and seems to be dead, he can delay for a moment, and there is always luck in his heart, in case the kid is also dead, there is no milk for 10,000 years, so that he will lose a lot of energy and still have the possibility of victory.

So when his heart was flattened, he could only bite his teeth and continue to drink and quench his thirst.

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