Tempered Immortal

“Hey, that's good. You can actually carry Ben Jong-woo's demonic kung fu hard. It's only a few minor injuries. It looks like you're not some low-order fairy repairer, but Ben Jong-woo will send you to Jiu-yu first. ”

Su Yunfeng's face said that the black gas all over him was more than twice as intense as it had just been. Suddenly, a loud noise burst into his ear. The magic burst into his ear without signs, and he lasered in all directions. Hundreds of pieces of remnants were then broken up by those magic and poured over him from different directions towards the spiritual and fictional man.

True or false, it is impossible to argue which one of these demonic images is true or urgent.

The true face of the Spirit has changed. Having eaten the pain once, he will not dare to carelessly ignore it again. The sleeve robe flashed. This time, it is a real sacrifice of defense treasure.

And there's more than one.

Shield, jade bowl...

He was protected by a magical display that changed a curtain.

This time, the protection he laid was quite small, and even if the other party carried out that strange seismic magic work, it would no longer have any effect.

And of course, the means of the Spiritual Virtual Man will not stop there. The hundreds of swordlights suddenly burst into those demonized phantoms.

Very fast!

But in the next scene, everyone predicted that, where the sword had passed, those demonized phantoms had disappeared without a trace.

There was nothing to lose.

On the face of it, spiritual fiction prevailed, yet his expression turned wild and even hidden with a hint of fear and fear.

Without him, the demonized phantom was all stabbed by swordlight. Where is Su Yunfeng?

Do you mean...

If you want to do it again, you want to repeat the scene of the sneak attack on your sister.

To think of it, he suddenly turned his head, but his back was empty, and there was no trace of the demon.

The spiritual fiction relieved the breath, but the next moment, there was an alarm in my heart.

This time, the other party did not reach behind him, but over his head, but there was a spatial fluctuation. Su Yunfeng's figure appeared, and the corner of his mouth was filled with a cold smile.

His right arm, which rose more than tenfold in an instant, then lifted up and punched him hard without hesitation.

With endless magic, this fist instantly intertwined with several layers of light mask on the head of the spiritual fictional person, the sound of the crackling loud, only saw the magic shrink, and then those masks, at the visible speed of the naked eye, broke apart.

Spirituality is inhuman. This time, the other party attacked his head.

For all humans, their heads must be very weak, which, even if they were immortals, could not escape vulgarity. In other words, if this punch was firm, even if it did not fall immediately, he would have to be seriously injured.

As a result, it is natural to be a spiritual person, no matter what, unwilling.

Now, however, he does not have much choice but to pinch his hands, and a spiritual light is lasered by his fingertips, in any case, to slow down the breaking speed of the shield.

Then he slipped back all over himself.

Indeed, the surrounding air, like shackles, became clotted all of a sudden.

The crisis he now encounters differs from what the nun in palace experienced the moment before, as if, in terms of strength, the spiritual fiction is too much stronger than the sister-in-law.

He took a deep breath and then opened his mouth, spraying blood from his mouth.

“Boom," as soon as this fine blood leaves the body, it explodes into a bloody mist, but is absorbed without a trace of dust.

And the color of the treasure immediately became red as blood, and then the body of the Spiritual Virtual Man suddenly turned, and the dust swept around his body as he moved.

A massive diameter, all blood red moon teeth, radiated out of the dust, passing, seemed to split the space, the confinement could not resist, the air instantly returned to normal.

The Spiritual Virtual Man rejoiced. He didn't want to take a breath. He was wrapped up in a brilliant Spiritual Magnificent, like a retreat at an extremely fast speed.

But it was already a step late, the cracking sound came into my ear, the layers of shield in front of me had been torn off first, the gaggling laughter was loud, and the demon head from the sky turned into a black flash.

Speed is obviously a little faster than the luminous light that spiritual fictionalists evade.

The elder of the immortal palace was terribly discolored, his hands lifted and he rubbed them hard, but he sacrificed more than a dozen red and shiny figurines.

In time, more than a dozen flamingos the size of which appeared in sight.

Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed. The feeling that these ten firebirds gave him was incredibly familiar. Is it the soul of a male fat bird?

As a descendant of Phoenix, this bird is capable of devouring demons.

With its soul, the charm is absolutely valuable. The true spirit is the master of one, and the richness of Lin Xuan's family cannot produce such a treasure.

In the blink of an eye, the more than ten firebirds fell in front of Su Yun Peak, and a "bang” exploded. In time, more than a dozen diameter fireballs appeared in the sky. The temperature around them soared a lot. However, the attack did not end. Then the dozen light balls squeezed into the middle, impinging on each other, and suddenly, more bursting sounds came into the ears. A few acres of land turned into a flaming sea. This tiny space seemed to be lit by the whole.

Then the Spiritual Virtual Man reaches out to the waist, gently rubbing, and then highs, and the Spiritual Light makes a big effort, one puppet after the other emerges.

These puppets all had holes and monuments in their hands, but did not hesitate to start attacking.

Naturally, the puppet himself would not be idle, his hands swept away, a crystalline sword light reappeared together, and then he fired into the fire.

After doing all this, the spiritual fictional man obviously relieved his breath, so what about the ancient demons? Even if the wave of attacks just now can stand here during the ferry period, I'm afraid I'll have to avoid it temporarily...

However, this idea has not yet been reversed, and an unexpected scene has occurred.

As space fluctuated together, the Su Yun Peak appeared behind him several strongholds. The crackling bone burst into his ear. His right hand suddenly became a treasure in the shape of a giant sickle.

Hands up and down, reflected in the curtain was a blood-red circular arc, flashed past, the body of the Spiritual Virtual Man had a glitter of paper, and then his entire body, from left shoulder to waist, was cut in half.

The whole process of rabbit rise and fall, the moment before, the spiritual fiction still dominates, the next moment, but the body falls dead, everyone eyes and tongues.

Knowing that the clouds of fire in the middle of the sky converged, the truth emerged, turns out the only thing that attracted the attack was a phantom. (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.)