Tempered Immortal

“Break!”

Nine days later, the wind cut the face like a knife, Lin Xuamei drank.

More than a hundred lengths away, staring at bronze bell-sized eyes, the ugly face revealed a hint of horror.

This little guy, isn't he being backstabbed by magic?

How did he do it, let alone distinguish the middle-term immortals of God, even if they existed at a later stage, it would never be possible to manipulate giant swordsmanship of this scale!

He would never have believed this scene if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, whoever said it with him.

At this moment, however, the facts are in front of us, and there will be no change in denial. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of giant swords will split right in front of us.

If such an attack were to be carried out by another fairy practitioner, even if it was of the same level as the ferry period, it would probably be preferable to avoid the blaze.

Yet the opposite is true.

His temper was famous for brutality and hatred for Lin Xuan, how could he choose to escape?

What if it's unexpected?

After all, he's just a divine period!

Ho!

Lifting his head, he opened his blood-bottom mouth and made a heartfelt roar in his mouth. The sound waves visible to the naked eye made the air in front of him look like a small lake wrinkled by the breeze. The ripples came out one lap at a time...

Shake the Magic Gong!

Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed, this roaring power alone is enough to instantly kill the ordinary divine-stage fairy repairer.

At this moment, however, it is only a prelude to the attack.

Immediately thereafter, another fire erupted from his mouth.

Dark as ink.

As soon as it appeared, the surrounding temperature suddenly rose a lot, and the surrounding space, as if it feared the flame, melted away at a rate that was visible to the naked eye.

Brutal flames!

It is also one of the true spirits of the properties of fire, and although there is no way to compare it with Phoenix, it is not a distinction between divine periods that can resist it.

And he wasn't satisfied, his two foreclaws lifted, his nails suddenly sharp, flashing a dark glow, slapping hard ahead.

Spike...

As if Bujin had been torn apart, this scene was so familiar. A hundred years ago, that badly wounded corpse had also been used. However, at this moment, by the incarnation of this full period, the power must be much more powerful than the last time.

The void around here is bad luck, and instantly it breaks apart.

It's like a rag torn and played with by a cat, and the scars on it are one after the other.

Large and small mouths, varying in length and length, are palpitating space cracks.

It was as if a group of demons had opened their mouths and anything that dared to come to the neighborhood would be mercilessly consumed by them.

Lin Xuan frowned, his heart was stunned, but the offense never stopped. One mouth, an egg-sized fireball erupted.

The five-coloured glass, with a black gas in its center, flipped slightly after the mouth shut, became more than ten times bigger at a pause, such as a bright shooting star, without fear like that brutal flame lashed out.

Then he shook his hands and struck a trick towards Xuan Wuzhen Lingyan in front of him.

This Yantai Lingling flashed and then spun rapidly.

In an instant, the diameter grew to Xu square circle, covering Lin Xuan's figure, which was not over. The fog of the black monkey sprayed from the top, spreading around the treasure, then a pencil of ink filled.

The fog swept slightly, then it became a piece, and there were countless fist-sized symbols appearing on the surface, and then those symbols flashed against the wind, turning into swords, and the dense numbness appeared in front of them.

Attack is the best defense!

A shield made of swordmans is even more defensive and unquestionably powerful.

Soon, that rocking magic power hit it. Although the sound wave was something qualitatively invisible, it still couldn't break through the defense laid by this layer of swordman, Lin Xuan relieved himself.

On the other hand, phantom fires and savage flames are colliding with each other.

Two different properties of flames, swallowed each other, this eliminated each other, but soon Lin Xuan's phantom fire seized the upper wind, this flame was refined by a thousand hammers, even in the face of the hierarchy of natural spiritual fire, there would not be any faint color.

Lin Xuan's corner of his mouth revealed a slight smile, but soon, this piece disappeared without a trace.

His giant swordsmanship is the main attack, yet at this moment, the broken space has led to the laws of heaven and earth, the powerful sword deep inside, was easily wiped out into nothingness.

Is that the power of the law?

Lin Xuan's eyes revealed a few horrific colors. His chest was full of blood, and a bite of blood was sprayed thinly through his mouth.

“Little guy, how does it feel, do you think it's your honor, or the last incarnation that was badly injured? ”

The sound of raging laughter enters the ear, and the tone is full of abusive intentions. However, there is also a bit of muttering in the heart. This Lin boy does have something extraordinary. If he changes to a fairy practitioner, it is not just the sword mantle that was just torn to pieces by the laws of space, but the body of the other party's natural magic treasure.

But the other party's brilliant sword only lost some spirituality. What treasure is this? Hard enough to fight the laws of heaven and earth?

There's nothing on the surface, but deep down, there's something horrible about it.

After laughing furiously, he raised his head and opened the mouth of the blood basin, as if the long whale had absorbed water, which he swallowed into his stomach.

“Bad!”

Lin Xuan's cold hair stood upside down, instinct made him feel extremely dangerous.

However, without waiting for Lin Xuan to make a move, a black light wave erupted from his mouth.

That speed could not be described in words. Almost instantly, Lin Xuan arrived in front of him. Lin Xuan had no time to hide. He could only inject all his powers into Xuan Wuzhen Lin Yan.

Boom!

The front layer of the sword screen, such as the depletion and pulling decay, was easily torn to pieces. Immediately, the surrounding fog was also dispersed, and the terrible light wave directly hit the body of Xuan Wu Zhenling Yan.

As soon as the muffled noise entered the ear, this one from Snowflake Saint Joe's Tong Tian Lin Po failed to block this powerful attack. Soon, the defense was broken and Lin Xuan was swallowed up by the light wave.

The eyes filled with excitement.

This son of a bitch, isn't his soul spinning away this time?

The whole process lasted more than a dozen breaths of kung fu. After the sky regained its clarity, Lin Xuan's original standing place was empty.

However, he sniffed his nose, but he moved in a gloomy way, and a loud voice came into his ear: “Not bad, it's a good enemy, this blow has not yet fallen, but Lin Boy, don't hide, do you think you have a chance to attack him? ”

The sound of the whisper has just fallen, the sigh enters the ear, the light flashes, Lin Xuan's figure appears far away from the hundred... (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.)