Tempered Immortal

Injuries are not always small, ignite the fire of the origin, the aftermath of the loss of energy, but rather seize together. In this case, against the last few distracted monks, the heavenly Marquis, which was high in the past, is not invincible.

The brothers, too, saw his weakness before they dared to do it.

As a result, after a great battle, Tianyuan Hou tried his best to kill several youngsters who dared to come to the tiger's shaft.

The ferry period is powerful. After all, it should not be humiliated. There is a saying that a lean dead camel is bigger than a horse.

However, he also paid a considerable price for it.

Wounded, in peace of mind, he didn't suffer any more serious injuries, but it was already a hidden attack, the magic ran wild in the meridians, which was another strong operator, how did it turn out, imagine, didn't immediately fire into the demon, that counts as good luck for him.

Struggling to escape to this desert of no man.

The heavenly Emperor has fallen almost like a beggar, but at this moment, surely, he can't help but sit in a hurry.

At this time, he was filled with spiritual light, constantly changing and flowing. The gorgeous golden color was also suddenly strong and weak.

That's about half an hour of kung fu.

“Whoo!”

A long sigh came into his ear, his face pale as paper Tianhou slowly opened his eyes, this level, it took a lot of effort, finally came through.

I was just about to go off the hook.

Think about it. He's a little scared.

It's all the boy's fault. If he handed over the spiritual blood, how could he get himself into this huge thing? How could he get this far?

Mindful of this, Tian Yuanhou couldn't help biting his teeth for a while, good in his incarnation, has locked his trail, counting the time, that little guy, should be extinguished!

This is what I was thinking in my heart. Suddenly, Tian Yuanhou's face was white. One of them stood short. The immortal who was able to repair the immortal during the Tang Festival actually fell like a mortal.

How is that possible?

His expression was unspeakable, surprised, frightened, confused, unbelievable, fearful...

A variety of emotions are interwoven.

Tianyuanhou was badly injured, but just now, his eyes occasionally flashed, but at this moment, his face was not angry at all.

How is that possible?

Own incarnation, actually crashed.

He hopes that the news is false, but there is no mistake in the connection between the body and the incarnate mind.

That's what the old monster counts for.

The last hope, too, was broken.

No wonder he sat on the floor.

The descent of the incarnation, whatever the cause, means that the blood of the true spirit is hopeless.

This result, for today's Heavenly Marquis, is similar to the disaster of extinction.

It's hard to recover within a year or two, but the next big day explosion has only 20,000 years left, how can he cross...

Confounded with the immense size of Zhenjie Gate, he had almost difficulty standing on the dragon world, going to other interfaces, became the only option, but he was unfamiliar with the place of life, and it was more difficult to find the right treasure, in other words, less hope of surviving the heavenly robbery.

Is the sky going to kill me and I'm going to crash in the next holocaust?

The heavenly Emperor thought sadly.

Soon, however, his expression turned into anger, as if a desperate beast, unwilling, had gone to great lengths to get to this point.

Distance to eternal life, though far away, but also reluctantly, can expect its back, how can it fall at this time.

“There must be a way. There must be a way to survive the next heist! ”

He's talking to himself like a little nervous.

“Do you really want to spend the next day of robbery?” At this point, however, the tone is a little seductive, as some of the murky voices come into the ear.

“Who, who's talking to me? ”

Tian Yuanhou was surprised, his face appeared a little vigilant. After all, he was a ferry level fairy fixer. Even if such a change was encountered, his heart was still not dead.

“A friend who can help your people. ”

The voice came again, as if it had magic, to make people let go of their guard.

“Friend, huh, I don't have any friends. As for helping me, it's something I'm not ashamed of...”

Tian Yuanhou's face with anger and suspicion, really talked about dragon swimming by shrimp opera, Tiger Fall Pingyang was bullied by the dog, any puppy kitten jumped out, even if it was difficult, it was also a ferry level powerful fixer, not everyone can come down to the stone.

And yet, where are the signs of life, who is this guy, talking to himself?

The voice remembered again: “You don't have to reject my kindness so quickly, you can meet me, it's your chance, with my help, the next big day of the district robbery is nothing, advanced ferry, eternal life, nothing great, I feel, you wander in your heart, and endless resentment, give them to me, my lord will give you endless strength, from now on, cross the three realms, any enemy that makes you unhappy can let them smoke away. ”

The other party did not care about the hostility of Tian Yuanhou, the breath was even bigger to the eye-catching situation, as if the three great dispersed fairies, the three great demon kings are not great.

Tian Yuanhou, though he did not believe in it, could not help but wonder.

“Who the hell are you, Your Excellency? If you're so great, why don't you show up with me? ”

“Hey, if I could really show up, why would I be here with your juniors in the early days of the robbery? I'm locked up here.” The voice seemed to bring with it a bit of anger, roaring and full of unwillingness.

“Well, sir, if you do that, you'll be locked up too?” Tian Yuanhou's tone became strange, as if he were a liar.

“Hey, what's impossible, the slut who locked me in the first place, is also a big deal, and I think you've heard her name.” His voice sighed and his tone calmed down again.

“Who, Ben-Hu, has heard of it?” Tian Yuanhou was somewhat surprised.

“Of course you've heard of King Ashuro. I'm sure you don't know him!” The sound seemed to come from ancient times.

“What, Ashuro? ”

Tian Yuanhou was completely shocked. How could he not have heard of the name?

The former master of the pussy, the legendary characters comparable to the true fairies, led the army of the pussy, killed a river of spiritual realm, the three demon kings joined forces with the three great scattered fairies, and he also beat a mess.

If, at the end of the ferry, he could still look to his back, then King Ashuro's realm would dare not even think about it.

In front of this guy, he claims to be the enemy of King Ashuro.

Listening to the tone of breath, it seems to have failed in its hands.

But it's super amazing, you know, not just anybody, but everyone is qualified to be the enemy of King Ashuro, and if he's telling the truth right now, how powerful he used to be.

At one point, the face of Tian Yuanhou became hot, and this encounter, said to be counterproductive, is absolutely true.

“Who is Your Excellency, exactly?” His voice, unknowingly, brought a little respect.

Normally, Tian Yuanhou might have been somewhat cautious and suspicious about this statement, but at this point, he is already at the end of the road, much like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.

“Me...”

The voice bore a slight glimmer: “You are at least a ferry fairy fixer. Even if the secret truth in ancient times is unclear, you should have heard who King Ashuro's enemies were in the last role of the Arctic Yuan Hall of Light. ”

“What, are you a real fairy? ”

Heavenly Marquis closed his tongue, and he thought of all kinds of answers, but none of them, like this, could be so horrified.

Ancient secret is unclear to him, but his strength reached this level, how could he have not even heard some rumors...

Millions of years ago, in ancient times, King Ashuro led the pussy ghost, killed a river of spiritual realm, and the people of the demon clan joined forces, and could not resist. The three demon kings and the three scattered fairies, all lost in the hands of King Ashuro.

The Spiritual Realm will not be destroyed again, when the three true fairies arrive.

However, King Ashuro, the proud daughter of heaven, did not even buy a bill. The Arctic Yuan Guangdong played a role, and the three great true fairies died and were injured.

And the unnamed guy in front of me, who actually said he was one of the three true fairies, how could such an answer not surprise the Tian Yuan Hou?

“Impossible. After that battle, King Ashuro disappeared. Heard it had fallen. How could he seal you here? ”

Tian Yuanhou took a few steps back, such as the ghostly sound into his ear, his face was full of incredible colors.

……

And all this, Lin Xuan doesn't know.

After successfully destroying the soul of the Heavenly Father, he turned into a rainbow and walked far away.

The disgusting spiritual beast was also exterminated by itself, so that, without knowing his identity, it was almost impossible for the Heavenly Marquis to find himself again.

But that's what I'm saying.

Lin Xuan still had no intention of returning to the Sect immediately.

Again, be careful what you say.

He continues to fly aimlessly.

And they change direction from time to time, making their whereabouts difficult to see.

Time passed like a white colt, and a month passed without a trace of the old monster.

Lin Xuan was relieved and looked at his assumptions correctly.

After so long, the other party has not come to the door, there is only one explanation, he can no longer lock himself.

In other words, there is no need to worry about hanging, this matter is a dead end, the process is alarming but there will be no aftermath.

Lin Xuan was relieved, but he still didn't go back. Even though he knew Tianyuanhou couldn't lock himself up, he might as well continue to wander outside for two years.

There's a saying, "Be careful with the boat for 10,000 years."

Of course, Lin Xuan did so because it was only an incarnation, and the body is sacrificing treasure in the cave, even if the incarnation is traveling outside, it does not delay the time.

Besides, the district was not short for mortals for a few years, but in the eyes of fairy practitioners, it was just a swing.

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