Tempered Immortal

Perhaps it will take a little slower to react as soon as it becomes hasty and the other party is stunned.

Second, his own strength is clear to him. For the time being, he still has a few points of interest in speed.

I don't dare say I'm 100% sure, but instead of being driven by each other, I'd rather bet my life on it.

If he wins, from this day on, the sea is wide, let him live happily, how can it be much better than staying in the spiritual ghost sect. If he loses, it is just a meteor. Everyone has a choice. In any case, he is not willing to give his soul.

Lin Xuan saw it. There was a brilliant glint in the bottom of his eyes. He sighed softly and did not see the excess movement. It was just a flash of a sleeve robe.

He was silent, but saw the five colors of light burst out.

Fantasy Fire!

Turned into a line of fire, catching up at an extremely fast rate.

Lin Xuan understands each other's choices from the bottom of his heart, but this authority must stand, otherwise the monks will inevitably work, the whole spiritual ghost sect, the tree will fall apart.

This is definitely something Lin Xuan doesn't want to see.

The fairy path is harsh. Although Lin Xuan is not a cruel killer, he also understands that the heart must be harsh when it is harsh.

Soft and indecisive, you will not be able to stand in the world of immortality. As for the benevolence of women, it is even more foolish.

Lin Xuan would never make such a mistake.

Lin Xuan naturally also has some considerations regarding the use of phantom fire at the outset.

Admittedly, his strength is already far better than that of a fellow fairy builder, but in peace of mind, it's not that easy to kill in seconds, and even more so at this moment, the other party is still vigilant.

There are not many means of killing, counting and counting, and without using any treasure, there is a fire of illusion.

Lin Xuan did not hesitate to use it.

Because nowadays, his purpose is not only to Liwei, but also to deter, believing that like the White Robe Brother, there are never a few people who want to touch the fish. Lin Xuan now wants them to break this thought and accept their own soul-free technique. Only by doing so can the strength of spiritual ghosts be preserved as well as possible.

In other words, he needs to kill an exemplar.

And the magical spirit fire, as Lin Xuan's ultimate trick at the bottom, naturally won't let him down, screaming into his ear, the white robe monk fled, while also offering the defensive treasure.

However, it was useless. If it had been replaced a hundred years ago, it might have been possible to stop the phantom fire. However, today, the power of the phantom fire, which is integrated into the chaotic and shady air, has multiplied a lot. The defensive treasure is regarded as nothing. It is instantly refined into a mortal iron. The use of its white robe monk can not be much better. The protective spirit is lit, staying in the flames, rolling, moaning, and finally, even the flesh with yuan baby, all turned into ash smoke.

Hiss...

This is a complicated process, but it's a long way to go.

The spiritual ghost cultivator who witnessed all this took a sip of cool air with his teeth in his mouth.

With the exception of the soap robe repairer, there is no way back. The vast majority of this hundred people, in fact, are the same attention as the guy who just fell, first with Lin Xuanfeng and the serpent, then find a place to hide.

Until Lin Xuan took out the soul-free medal, many monks also beat the drum out of the house, looking to escape, but they either took a step too late, or their mind was not so determined, how to choose, still in doubt.

This time, however, the opposite is true.

The most decisive White Robe fairy practitioners have now scattered their souls, and they are still alive when the last step is taken.

At this time, I don't know how many people are happy, their backs are sweating cold, but in any case, Lin Xuan's horror is deeply imprinted in their hearts, and in any case, they can't regenerate half the resistance.

At this time, Lin Xuan's voice came into his ear coldly: “Why, you have to attach to Lin. Is it just the noise on your mouth? If you want to hand over your soul, you can push it here. It's just a trick for me. ”

Lin Xuan's voice was filled with anger. As if it were a mismatch, he was going to do it immediately.

The monks looked at each other and saw fear in each other's faces. Lin Xuan had just killed an example of a chicken monkey, and it worked very well. No one dared to run away in front of him anymore.

But to give up your soul, this...

Everyone's reaction, Lin Xuan looked in the eyes, his face was extremely hazy, it seemed to want them to Fan, and some more wrists needed to be applied.

Lin Xuan turned his mind and was ready to do it. However, at this moment, a familiar voice came into his ear: “My predecessors thought too much, except for a few people who didn't know how to ignore you, how dare they ignore you? The words came from the heart of my lungs, I will hand over my soul. ”

Lin Xuan turned his head, but it was the old man in the soap robe. His face was full of glamour, his voice was still not set. This mouth actually spit out a big, small, two light points.

It was the soul, and then it was sucked in by the Prohibition Card.

Lin Xuan's face showed satisfaction. This guy is a lot better than he thought.

“Well, you will succeed Lingzheng as elder. ”

“Thanks to seniors, the old slaves must go to the soup to make fire in order to reward the seniors for what they have encountered. ”

The old man of the soap robe stayed and then showed a look of great happiness, but he didn't think of it either. Although Lin Xuan's life was to be followed in the future, he became a spiritual ghost elder, and his life may be much better than before.

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed a color of disgust that was not easily perceived.

The character of this guy is utterly untouchable, but at this moment, this dwarf can also be used, there is no soul-suppression technique, but he is not afraid to go out and count his own.

Some people took the lead and gained enormous advantages. The spiritual ghost monks, although still resistant in their hearts, did not want to be left behind.

Isn't that right?

First of all, the search for an opportunity to escape from this path is impossible.

There is no way to resist.

After going through hard work, it took a long time to get the fairy path to this point. Whoever is willing to return to the land of the soul does not have that phrase. It is better to die alive than to let it be. Although the mind is unhappy, it is their only choice.

It might be beneficial to get ahead of ourselves.

After thinking through the joints in the middle, the monks no longer hesitate. As the saying goes, they can bend to stretch out their husbands. Though the soul suppression technique is scary, there are countless strangers in the immortal world, and they know that they have no chance to lift it.

Though such an idea is the separation of many components of self-comfort, in any case, the monks danced to give up their souls. The moment before, Lin Xuan's headache stalemate was solved.

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