Tempered Immortal

Silent, but after the demonic appearance, it became fierce, gathered in the middle, a dark and bright demonic cloud appeared in the sight, then bursting into the ear, black lightning sprayed from the cloud, slightly turned, actually into a 15 claw dragon, all composed of black lightning, more than twenty long, the momentum like the monk grabbed.

Lin Xuan is still far away at this moment, this scene in his eyes, he also had to breathe a breath of cool air in his heart, even his reaction, let alone the friar of the remaining fruit of the Misty Immortal Palace, at this moment, the great evil is at hand, where can he take care of the treasure.

The unspoken sleeve robe flashed and suddenly flew out of his sleeve an ancient scroll book, the pages flipped open, a rather rugged and rustic smell coming from inside.

At first glance, it is an extraordinary treasure. However, the Confucian monk is not at all confident at this moment. The enemy is much scarier than expected. The scene of the fall of his brother and sister is still in sight. How dare he be half careless, his hands twitched slightly, pinched a strange forensic seal, and at the same time opened his mouth, a series of sperm blood mixed with the real one sprayed from inside his mouth.

Knowing that these things are extraordinary, but they cannot be restored by themselves after the general use of magic, it will take at least a hundred years of sitting to recover the old view, so the monks have to, they will not use them at all. However, at this moment, saving small lives is the most important thing. It is not worth mentioning whether the loss points are repaired or not, and he naturally cannot take care of it.

After the sperm bled out of his mouth, the wind flashed and suddenly turned into a large mist of blood, which was then absorbed by the quaint scroll of books, like a long whale absorbing water.

The whole ancient book, completely turned red, was fierce and exuded from inside.

Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed and his face revealed a certain amount of shock. With his insight, such a scenario was also unexpected.

Obviously, Misty Immortal Palace, the only remaining immortal of fruit, is accustomed to Confucianism.

Among the various schools of Xixian cultivation, Lin Xuan is relatively unfamiliar with Confucian kung fu magic, but he has never eaten pork. He has always seen pigs run. Some of its basic principles are still clear. It can be said that there are counts in his heart, Confucian kung fu, and he talks about Zheng Zhengping and peace.

Hao Zheng, from the name can conjure up, how it is a kind of divine masterpiece, without any Qi and negative poison. On this basis, many of the Confucian methods need to be combined with great integrity in order to be able to be carried out. Therefore, the method of the genre, also inherited, inherited the characteristics of great integrity and brightness.

Among the Confucian brothers, there is no shortage of hypocritical and virulent men, but the properties of their methods will not change. However, the world is huge, not surprisingly, an exception has appeared in front of them. Looking at the bloody red ancient book, Lin Xuan's eyes are full of surprises.

He hesitated and chose not to move.

Boom!

The blood glistened, and the pages of the ancient book, like the wind, flipped and flipped, and then flew out of a page of ancient books, an ancient text.

The text has a fist size, and is all red and flashing slightly, but quickly grows larger.

Lin Xuan's pupils were microscopic. He had never even seen this text, but it was not surprising. Although he had more insight, he was still far from being able to compare with the presence of Joomon.

The rulers are shorter, the inches are longer, that's the truth.

“Disease!”

Only the Confucian raised his right hand and pointed forward.

The bloody red text merged into the middle, and then a strong killer came out of it.

Ho!

The roar came into my ear, and it actually changed a monster from the inside. It was called a vicious, tiger face, teeth kind of like the legendary boar, but it was obviously more sharp than that. Although it came out from the hallucination of blood, the hairs all over me were still clear to the extreme.

Boom!

Lin Xuan recognized the monster in front of him at a glance.

One of the four legendary culprits, while still in the human world, was his soul, and he took a lot of revenge.

Of course, there are no real accomplices.

But for the most part, it's not just a portrait. As for what it has to do with Kun, it's also unclear.

Ho!

Immediately after the appearance of the bloody red thunder, he did not hesitate to shout, and the palpitations scattered all over his body. Without saying anything, he greeted the dragon formed by the black thunder.

“Huh?”

Su Yunfeng's voice clearly revealed a few surprises. As a result, he had never anticipated anything. The three people in the Immortal Palace were apparently the strongest in the old ways and were all easily killed by themselves. I didn't expect this blind Confucian monk to cause such trouble to himself. It is truly invisible.

The bloodstain was very small, but the black thunderbolted dragon was obviously in the downwind as soon as it came into contact, only the claw tore his teeth, and the crude lightning on his arm continued to fall, but it was difficult to hurt his fur.

As a result, Brother Confucius was relieved. Although he had full faith in the divine communication at the bottom of his last box, his enemies were too strong to win, and he had no great certainty that he would fail to let himself down.

He rose all over the purple and swept back towards the little dinghy.

“Die! ”

But in the cloud came a thunderous drink, Lin Xuan looked at it with cold eyes. Such a result clearly made the face of the demon outside the sky a little unhangable. He shouted and shouted. The cloud swept and then changed from the cloud to a vortex.

And then countless basin-sized black and red fireballs, sprayed thin from the vortex, in the tens of millions.

However, this is not over. All the fireballs flashed, distorted and deformed, and then the fireballs disappeared, replacing them with a yellow barrel of thick python.

Open the mouth of the blood basin and plunge into the cave.

In terms of individual strength, these pythons are far less than just the electricity, yet the same number cannot be spoken, and many ants can bite the elephant.

At first, with their own size and their teeth sharp, they can still barely occupy the wind, but as the pythons embrace each other, they quickly become irresistible, swallowed into nothingness by these pythons.

And the battle is not over, and although the python has lost a lot, there are at least a thousand left to open the mouth of the blood basin, and Brother Jones is now their only target.

Due to the number of them, almost the entire sky was covered, and the Confuciant Brothers were frightened out of the sky.

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