Tempered Immortal

After several rounds, Lin Xuan's strength has not been fully tested, but this kid is obviously harder to cope with than he thought.

It is by no means possible to compare the presence of ordinary distraction periods.

Though he didn't want to say it on his mouth, he still had a few concerns about Lin Xuan.

If we could destroy it, we wouldn't dare hide it any more.

You know, cats catch mice, but a bad one, but they can put their own lives in it.

As an old man who has lived for more than 100,000 years, does he not know the reason why this son of gold does not sit in the pit? At a time like this, naturally, he will not risk his breath for the sake of happiness.

Be careful with the boat for 10,000 years.

So when he saw the fire of all ghosts as broken bamboo, he had no intention of pulling back. Instead, he bounced his hands together, and a trick lashed out his fingertips. The intention was obvious.

Leaving Lin Xuan here while he is ill, dying, ready to play his part.

It's best to turn to ash.

But it's not that easy.

Although the other party's flame is difficult to wrap up, even the Phantom Sword cannot withstand, Lin Xuan still has full confidence in the Phantom Fire.

By fire, this god has never let himself down, and I believe this time is the same.

But that said, Lin Xuan dared not carelessly neglect, take a deep breath, and inject his full powers into the fire of illusion.

The shield grew thicker and thicker, with five colors of glass, hidden and word-swallowed, revealing mystery and distinction.

Hiss...

It was as if the voice of Python Spitter had entered the ear. The next moment, Lin Xuan was wearing a shield and had been swallowed up by an inky green ghost fire.

Lin Xuan appeared a little too weak compared to the ghost fire in the sky. The protection of the phantom fire was as if it were a leaf canoe, swinging ups and downs in the shock wave, and could be overthrown at any moment...

“Little fellow, why resist in the corner? The struggle is futile. You can suffer a lot less by being refined into ashes. ”

The sound of the heavenly laughter came into my ear. The old man's face was full of color. Lin Xuan had been wrapped in his own ghost fire. There was nowhere to escape. Although the victory and defeat had not yet been fully decided, the situation was obviously clear to the extreme. Today, the tone of his speech is self-proclaimed by the victor.

“Yes, Your Excellency also knows that intransigence is useless, why not restrain your hands? There is a virtue in heaven. If Lin is in a good mood, he may spare you a small life. ”

Although Lin Xuan was in a fiery fire, he did not have a slight fear on his face. Even verbally, he was unwilling to accept defeat. His tongue was like a spring, as if he were the one who occupied the upper wind.

“You...”

Old Zhong was choked to death and couldn't say a word. The more angry the expression on his face, after a few breaths of kung fu, he barely breathed a bite of resentment in his chest. The sound was cold as if it came from the Nine Pyloric Lands: “Good, you little bastard, but what use is the sharp mouth of your teeth? You'll regret it later. ”

The voice fell, only he saw a mouth, a sperm of blood sprayed out, then a bang exploded into the blood fog, those skeletons saw, the eyes flashed red, one by one, revealed the colour of joy, opened his mouth, swallowed the blood fog large mouth.

Thereafter, the ghost fire they emitted became more eye-catching, and the next scene occurred, but the old bell monster widened his eyes.

The power of Hellfire has increased considerably, yet still fails to tear apart the protections illusioned by Hellfire, if only so.

Incredibly, however, his own ghost fire was absorbed, and yes, it was absorbed, as if it were a homecoming, into those five colors of light.

“Well, how is that possible? ”

Old Zhong Weird and angry, the scene in front of him, if he didn't see it with his own eyes, whoever said it with him, wouldn't believe it.

This ghost fire, but one of its own killers, is so easy, it is broken by the other party.

Besides incredible, it's incredible.

But this old monster also reacted quickly, and a trick came out, and those skeletons took out the ghost fire, and then whistled like Lin Xuan.

Meanwhile, he lifted his hand and the magic sword in the gourd, again like Lin Xuan's laser.

Both types of attacks can be described as paving the ground, but Lin Xuan is not so good at dealing with it.

Though the sword of the Nine Palaces is tainted, it is not an ordinary treasure at all. It is emitted by a deity, and the sword is lit with electricity, while a flame erupts.

This is the treasure of the three attributes of Ice Fire Thunder. Under the threat, the effect of the Phantom Yin Thunder attached to it was also swept away, and the Nine Palaces sword was intact.

Then merge into the middle.

Nine silver sparkling lotus blossoms emerged.

Originally a flower bone, it could slip around, but it blossomed, then spinning faster and faster, a dazzling sword came out of it, with each other's sword and gourd.

Zhong Lao Wei was greatly dismayed. The obscene treasures of the Phantom Yin Thunder have always been unprecedented and unfavourable. Although they are not obsolete, they are not rekindled in the Dantian field. It is also difficult to regain the effect. The other party's fairy sword can actually be regarded as nothing. What treasure is this?

The sword power emitted by the nine lotus flowers is not an entity. Naturally, it is not afraid of the fouling of the other party's phantom shadow thunder. They fought each other unhappily, and it is also difficult to divide between rush and defeat.

In the face of the fierce one hundred and eight skeletons, Lin Xuan's hands trembled and the light shone, but it was a very ancient scroll of painting that was sacrificed.

This painting is three lengths long and unfolds slowly. The twelve peaks of varying sizes painted above are the most visible.

However, unlike ordinary landscape paintings, these hills are not green shallots. On the contrary, those twelve peaks can be described as quite lonely.

Weird stones, straight into the sky, peak surfaces, not to mention flower trees, not even a weed, but it is easy to see the flames burning there.

Volcano!

However, it is distinctly different from the volcanoes generally perceived.

Most notably, at the waist of the mountain, there are some strange birds hovering around.

The feathers are golden and have three legs, which is actually similar to the legendary golden whale to the extreme.

“What treasure is this? ”

Old Chung is very knowledgeable, but at this moment, his heart is also a little horrified.

This idea has not yet been reversed. Lin Xuan pointed out like this treasure. Time, Red Xia did it, and then flashed. Those twelve peaks have been reflected in the curtain.

Short and tall, but the smallest one also has more than a hundred heights, each one has different shapes, and the rushing momentum spreads.

Yet this is not over, the noise enters the ears, and countless fist-sized firebirds fly down those nine mountain peaks.

Looking at it, we can't talk about a covered day, but there are still hundreds of them, and soon, they're shaking with the skull. (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.)