Tempered Immortal

The vortex was radiant, with hidden signs of tearing up the void, and the surface was covered with an arc that was also pale gold. At a glance, Huamei mysteriously went to the poles.

The sound of stabbing came into his ear again, Lin Xuan's eyes slightly twitched, hidden in his heart a bad feeling rose, and in the middle of the air, the old monster in the high crown of the gown, his face actually showed a little strength.

But his hands were still swinging rapidly, and the mysterious and quaint spells kept flowing out of his mouth, looking at each other, preparing for a great mystery.

It's just that in this situation, what kind of magic works?

All the monks in Heavenly City searching together?

Lin Xuan turned his mind and laughed.

The other party may really want to think about it, but this kind of thing, let alone the fairy fixer of a ferry period, even if the real fairy comes here, I'm afraid it's just a thought.

Just kidding, I can't say that Tiancheng can't speak of a supermassive city, but it also extends for hundreds of miles and has a population of more than tens of millions. At the same time, so many people are searched for. Without waiting for results, I am afraid I will be consumed by the power of God first.

So Lin Xuan has nothing to worry about, but what exactly is the purpose of this?

Aside from doubt or doubt, watching becomes the only option.

In the sky, Tian Yuanhou's voice grew brighter and more eye-catching, as if an ancient god was suspended in the middle of the sky. As his voice moved, the golden swirl actually grew louder and louder.

Instead of slowly changing, it spread around at an eye-catching rate, quickly covering half the sky.

It looks amazing, but it doesn't mean half of it is going to stop.

This amazing change made the monk beneath open his mouth. What the hell is he doing?

No one knew, but was uneasy, but at a plague-like rate, quickly spread among the brothers in the city...

There are already people who can't sit down, and at this moment, the face of the Heavenly Hour is more and more painful.

The forehead was covered with bean-sized sweat beads, a drop visible to the naked eye dropped, “Boom," a loud noise into the ear, but his hair also broke free of the high crown, and floated with the wind.

This old monster is also a fairy fixer who has lived for millions of years. However, a hair is still bright and dark. However, at this moment, he is covered in golden light. The standing hair is also stained with a dazzling golden colour. Looks like it is very eye-catching.

If so, who can carry out the endoscopic technique of Tian Yuanhou, he will find that in his Dantian Qi Hai, sitting on the knees of a mediocre Yuan Baby, all covered in golden flames, obviously, in order to carry out five lines of moving technique, he has lit the fire of origin.

The fire of the original origin is a kind of anti-astronomy only available to the monks during the ferry period. Simply put, there are a few similarities to the body of the origin of the true spirit, the usual moments, which will never be used in any way.

Only when love has to be done, for example when life is threatened, will the fire of origin be lit, a little like drinking thirst quenching, but in a short period of time, the power and cultivation can be allowed to rise sharply.

But the consequences are also extraordinary. Light damage consumes a lot of natural energy. It takes 10,000 years of shutdown to recover. The heavy weight directly falls into the realm and is transformed from a banditry to a divine level of immortal repair.

And this state of affairs falls, and it's very difficult to retrain it. If you want to re-enter the ferry period, the level of bottleneck constraint will be more than a few times that of the year.

Just consume your natural energy.

It is not necessarily unacceptable to close down tens of thousands of years with the long lifespan that exists during the ferry period.

But the danger of falling into boundaries, and the difficulty of cultivating them back, has kept any one person hopeful and will never ignite the fire of origin until the moment when his life is at stake.

The same is true of the heavenly Emperor.

But now he can't help it, and the consequences of provoking the immense thing of True Extreme Gate are just the same. He can still bear it, but it can be delayed for a long time. God knows how much will happen.

And the blood of the True Spirit is his will, and there is no error in it.

Fortunately, he calculated that if only one big five lines of moving technology were used, it would consume a lot of energy, but never let its boundaries fall.

That's why he dared to do it, losing it compared to getting it, and the deal was cheaper.

Igniting the fire of origin, his original momentum surged by more than half, the hard look on his face eased a lot, the golden swirl widened at a more terrible speed...

Space law!

A number of monks watched the scene, and the word appeared in their minds.

Though most people are not sure of anything, they do now see the void torn apart by the stiffness.

“What do they want to do? ”

“This… this pagoda should be a treasure. ”

“Still expanding, he's not trying to swallow Heavenly City! ”

There are also several divine-level fairy fixers in the city. Their eyes are very weak. After much discussion and speculation, they really anticipate each other's purpose.

Of course, I'm not sure what yet.

It is clear to everyone, however, that leaving it to him would be an extremely difficult situation.

“You can't just sit there and wait to die.” A black-faced monk said with a heavy expression.

“But what can we do? The other party is a ferry fairy repairer, not a few people in our district can resist.” A middle-aged woman sighs into her ears.

“Hmm, how do I know if I don't try?” This time he was talking to an old man in a soap robe.

“Try, brother, you're crazy, those guys who just used the transmission array, what happens, don't you see?” The middle-aged woman shook her head like a wave drum: “The wave sweeping technique practiced by her brother is not weak, but with all due respect, she still has no power to fight back in the face of this grade of old monster. ”

“Nor can that wait to be killed, or we will surely die.” The old man in the soap robe lifted his head and his voice was cold to the extreme.

“Brother, what do you say? ”

Middle-aged beauties are a little surprised. It's a real power here, and it's impossible for the other party to have any concerns.

Other monks around them also raised their ears high, after all, the crisis in front of them is relevant to each of them.

“Brother Cong Ye's guess is correct, the other party sacrificed the treasure to try to load the whole smelling heavenly city, this is called the five lines of moving technique, for the sake of the coincidence of the brother, have seen in a book.” The old man looked over and said harshly.

“Put the whole city in. Am I right, Brother Ye? It's just a joke. It can't be true. Besides, what is the purpose of this? ”

“Purpose, the other side said sooner rather than later, to find a treasure, I guess, this old monster for a moment, can't determine where in the city, time doesn't allow him to delay here, so carry out these five lines of moving technology, move us back to the cave, search slowly, you think, if he really found the treasure, will he let us leave, it must be soul extraction, so that we can kill the mouth.” The old man's face is hard to see in the extreme, and he must have heard an abnormal noise coming into his ear.

The expression of other people is similar, the face of the middle-aged beautiful woman is white, their strength reached their level, naturally everyone is very insightful, this analysis is reasonable, if the other party finds the treasure, as the old man says, it will definitely be extinguished.

They can't go on like this.

“But a few of us did it, and we just wanted to die. ”

Middle-aged beauties are very anxious.

“It doesn't matter, the top five moves can not be done in a moment or three, there is a process in the middle, wait a little longer, it won't take long, I don't need to say, the same people in this city can recognize the evil intentions of this old thief, then we millions of fairy repair together, not necessarily can fight him. ”

The old man's voice came into his ear, and if he could, he didn't want to face the fairy repairer during the ferry, but now he has no choice but to be forced into the Jedi by the other party.

“Millions of immortals...”

The monks around them listened, the spirit was vibrating, the strength of the other side was different, but they beat the crowd and gathered the strength of a million monks, not necessarily to fight this old monster.

“Afraid of too many people, we may not be able to agree.” The black-faced man said with some concern.

“It doesn't matter if we can't work together, we can't wait to die for a while. This must be a mess. My husband didn't think to fight this monster hard. We can touch the fish and find a way out of here.” The old man had some sly sounds coming into his ears.

“Oh, big brother, this time we can escape the birth day depends on you. ”

The middle-aged beauty said.

Several others were relieved and complimented.

Time passes like a white colt.

As the old man said, over time, the purpose of the Heavenly Horse has become clear to everyone, and as the golden vortex begins to release suction, there is no doubt about that.

If you wait to be killed again, wait for your soul to return to the land.

Among immortals, there is much greed and fear of death, but once forced to despair, endless courage will erupt.

What hesitation would there be in a situation where a stranded hand is dead and a struggle is still alive?

Spell it!

“Everybody, let's go, let's blow this old monster down! ”

In the city, I don't know who the fairy repairer is, he had enough courage, so many people yelled, and then only tens of thousands of fairy repairers were seen, sacrificing their treasures, flying swords, spears, long spears, different feet, like the sky.

A staggering number of people, unfortunately the power of the user, can't resist. In the radiant Pharaoh, there are some foundations, even the spirit apparatus used by the spiritual monks.

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