Tempered Immortal

Tian Yuanhou looked in front of him and saw only the sword, sword and drum he had sacrificed. There seemed to be some resistance. After being stunned, he naturally did not dare to procrastinate any longer. The sleeve robe flashed, but another treasure was sacrificed.

To be precise, this cannot be called a treasure.

It's a symbol.

A golden and radiant charm.

Although this symbol is also only the size of a slap, its surface is dense and numb engraved with rice grain size symbols, hidden emerges layers and layers of golden matrix, those matrix are small, but each flash seems to be constantly changing.

Makes people feel mysterious to the extreme.

More eye-catching is the middle of this symbol, carved with a golden sword.

The sword was more than two inches long, yet it looked elegant and sophisticated.

Whether the handle or the body of the sword is natural, it has a luxurious smell and leaps out.

However, this sword is by no means a spectacle for anyone to taste, and it is much more aggressive, even more so than just the Golden Fist.

Despite this moment, it is still sealed on that symbol.

Fu Bao!

Lin Xuan naturally recognized the treasure in front of him without much effort.

But it seems that this is not the same as the usual bouquet.

More terrible, more powerful.

Lin Xuan believes that the threat he feels is by no means hollow.

It is well known that Fu Bao, based on Fu Bao, can seal and seal the power of one fifth to one tenth of the original Fu Bao, even lower order monks, depending on the method of making and the material used as the carrier.

The power of a general seal is fluctuating from one fifth to one tenth, and at most not more than one third.

First, the seal has too much power and is highly demanding for refining methods as well as for charcoal as a carrier.

Second, and most importantly, it can be made into a charm, only the natural magic treasure connected to the monk's heart, any other ancient treasure is fine, or stolen from anyone else.

In this way, high-ranking monks willing to make Fu Bao are naturally Phoenix Lin Horn. Even if they have to do it for any special reason, they must not lose too much energy in their own way.

Almost a fifth of them are at their limit, and it takes a long time to rebuild in the fields to recover a little bit.

As for the occasional appearance of a treasure that possesses one-third of the power of the original treasure, most of it is the depletion of the master's life, and he knows that he has no hope of surviving the heavenly robbery. Therefore, he simply abandoned himself and refined the natural treasure into several powerful treasures, leaving it as a self-defense object for later generations.

And it is clear that the Heavenly Won is not involved in this situation.

But he had this Fu Bao in his hand, but for some reason, he had enough of his own essence, nearly half as much as he had.

The exact reason, which is not exhausting here, is that this Rufu is definitely different and his biggest battle right now.

This little guy is a lot harder than he thought, but what, can he take this Fulborough attack?

The Heavenly Marquis' face regained its color of confidence, and this time the loss was truly immense, but it was nothing compared to the blood of the true spirit that was about to come.

On the other side, Lin Xuan would naturally not see his treasure sacrificed, hands tied, three tall alchemists intensified the offensive, just a moment, one sword was smashed to great spiritual loss.

Then the silver corpse maker danced, and the black chain wrapped around the last side of the gold drum, and the grey white corpse fire, soon this treasure, melted into all iron.

Damn it!

Tian Yuanhou's anger returned to anger, but the expression on his face was not anxious.

At this time, the golden flute in front of him had risen high, no wind and spontaneous flames. A palpitating spiritual compression had fallen. If he changed to a fairy repairer, I'm afraid the spiritual pressure was like this, some of it would be irresistible. However, Lin Xuan was naturally different, just a frown wrinkle.

Only a gleaming golden light appeared in sight, and even the sun suddenly dimmed at that moment compared to its brilliant light.

And the golden light keeps changing, a long sword, if it's hidden in the curtain.

“Go!”

Tian Yuanhou shouted and drank into his ear.

Then the golden light rose, but quickly disappeared from the spot and split into Lin Xuan's eyes at a remarkable speed.

Like a ghost charm.

However, Lin Xuan had long been prepared. Naturally, it could not be so easy to be the ghost under his sword.

Again, the robe flashed and a trick lashed out, followed by an incredible scene.

Only to see that the three carcasses did not confront the enemy head-on. Instead, they pushed forward. The corpse's anger went off and the ice broke down...

That's right, the ice dissolved and turned back into corpse gas.

Reassemble, but the illusion is no longer the alchemy, but the skeleton, Tian Yuanhou is slightly numbered, there are actually 108.

“Together!”

Lin Xuan drank again.

Those skulls did go in the middle, and then a white bone-born sword emerged.

Not only is the Heavenly Spirit extraordinary, but the magic inside changes thousands of times.

When Lin Xuan did everything, he was not idle under his feet. He only saw his shoulder tremble, and the person disappeared without a trace. The next time he appeared, he was outside a thousand fathers.

Nine days of walking around, no illusions far away, but the subtleties still prevail.

The magical golden sword of Fu Bao failed to hit him. When he wanted to chase Lin Xuan again, the white bone sword had been stopped in front of him.

Boom!

With the two swords crossed, the white bone sword was struck back by a raw fissure, and the surface cracks were all over the place, but it stopped them.

“Huh?”

Tian Yuanhou's face revealed an unexpected color, and the other party was able to block his sword, which was a little unexpected.

But look at the tragic appearance of the White Bone Sword, and that's it.

However, the confident smile on his face quickly disappeared. He saw Lin Xuan reach out and touch. The white bone sword recovered as it had begun.

“This...”

Tian Yuanhou's face is a little ugly, and Lin Xuan is no better. On the surface, this is a bit like the sword spiritualization void, but it cannot be rooted, it is completely different. First, the white bone sword is not a real treasure, it is the hallucination and agglomeration of the dead gas. Second, although he can recover his wounds, the spirit is damaged, not small, not at all.

And this, with the old spicy, slight reflection of the Heavenly Horse, the heart is clear, the colour of indulgence is restored, the sleeve robe is blown, another sword is chopped down.

Lin Xuan seemed helpless and could only block the white bone sword forward, but his other hand sacrificed another treasure.

No, it's not a treasure, it's a charm.

Tian Yuanhou's eyes widened. Do they have the rubies?

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