Tempered Immortal

Lin Xuan is still confident about his acting, but if he wants to hook up with each other, he needs something more realistic.

He saw his panicked sleeve robe blow, a sword spread out, the momentum was pounding, but it seemed messy to the extreme.

From the details, one can see the inner state of a person. At this moment, it is a little too much to say that Lin Xuan Six God has no master, but his heart, indeed, has begun to panic.

The Holy Ghost reads out this message with great satisfaction, and hundreds of incarnations drink together: “Little guy, it's no use doing a needless struggle, give me my life. ”

The voice is not down, only the thousand ghost holy together brutally jumped, the movements are different, but they are all flexible to the extreme, Lin Xuan's sword power is useless without saying it, but there are not many chances of being able to strike.

The distance between the two sides was no more than 100 yuan. In a moment, Lin Xuan naturally pulled in a lot more. Lin Xuan was so anxious to fill his forehead with sweat beads, he waved a motion. It was more like no stamp method. The sword was full of fire, but the hitting rate was even lower.

“Kid, give me my life. ”

More than a hundred truths of the ghost holy have rushed into the vicinity, Lin Xuan's performance of panic made the whole process much easier than he had originally imagined.

“Do you want Lin's life? Why don't you go back to Yin Shi first? ”

The look of Lin Xuan's face panicked and suddenly disappeared. The faint voice entered his ear.

The six gods just now have no master. It's just a mirror flower and water moon illusion!

“Bad!”

The ghost Saint was shocked, Lin Xuan judged the performance of the two people to make him realize that he had been deceived.

Flashing and wanting to retreat to the side faster than just now.

However, it is too late, the cooked duck, Lin Xuan has no reason to let it fly away.

Lift your hands, but no extra movement.

Yet a raging flame shoots around his body.

The past, the shadows of the shadows, are all caught up in, the more than a hundred truths of the ghost holy, not to mention none that have fallen out.

Influenza blasting!

The surrounding temperature suddenly rises to an unimaginable level.

Compared to the hot flushing inflammation, magma has become an eyeless thing, which is also one of the ancient powerful spells, powerful, fire attribute secrets, for ghosts of the shadows, more harmful bonus effect.

By all means, Lin Xuan fought back this time, and it was beautiful.

“Ah!”

Awesome scream into the ear, the ghost never thought it would end up like this, it's no mistake to say that stealing a chicken doesn't eat rice.

Regret was useless, however, and all his incarnations were wrapped in the flu.

Hidden and inescapable, it constituted the pubic gas of his body and was quickly dissolved.

Damn it!

He was regretting and angry, and his doubts and misunderstandings haunted him.

How the other person sees through their incarnation.

And this flame blasting is a famous fire attribute secret, even if it is a ferry fixer, it cannot be carried out without the spell of a tea kung fu.

Transient?

Never heard of it.

How the hell did this little guy Lin do that?

But now that there is no point in studying these in depth, it is imperative that the crisis be resolved in adversity.

Fortunately, he is also a bandit level ghost. How can he not be good at saving his life?

Boom!

I don't know what secrets he used, but the sky got darker.

Then the incarnations flashed, and at the same time lasered in one direction, pounding into the ears, and hundreds of incarnations merged into one at the same time.

In this way, the power naturally increases a lot, and the yin qi makes a big deal of it, putting out the flames burning on the body's surface.

Escape!

This guy's strength is lucky, but with Lin Xuan's blow, the old weirdo can't be damaged at all, the naked eye can tell, his gray masked body is obviously much dimmer than just now.

The Yin Spirit, who is not originally a ghost with an entity, but without a body, does not mean that it cannot be killed. For example, if a sword is cut up, he will not have as many wounds as a human or demonic race, nor will blood spill out, but the yin that makes up his body will pass away. Consumption will become thin.

And when the pubic air was faint to a certain extent, his life ended and his soul dissipated.

From this perspective, the Yin spirits of this ferry level in front of Lin Xuan have suffered greatly, and it is also false to say that they are seriously injured.

Although he was fortunate to be alive and the burning flushing flame on the surface of his body was eliminated by his secret surgery, the damaged energy could not be replenished, his face was covered with gray, his expression could not be clearly seen, but Lin Xuan could feel the resentment from the sight he shot.

Hate yourself for biting your teeth off?

The corner of Lin Xuan's mouth revealed a slight mockery. Either you die or I live. The other party hates Lin Xuan and naturally doesn't care.

The sight is poisonous, but it is also indiscriminate.

On the contrary, Lin Xuan did not intend to let him go.

After all, the other party is weak now, and such good opportunities are not always available.

Lin Xuan would never be foolish to show mercy to an enemy while you were ill.

Besides, this guy is a ghost. Lin Xuan starts his hand, and naturally he won't hesitate to do anything.

In this case, a powerful killing tactic would be a good option.

Lin Xuan's sleeve robe blew and the time was clear and loud. Only silver flashed. From his sleeve, he flew out dozens of thin fairy swords like cicada wings.

In the face of strong enemies, Lin Xuan this time no longer used sword qi, only saw a long sword light, circled around his body.

“Disease!”

Lin Xuan then lifted his finger and gently went towards the front without any fireworks. However, as he moved, all the swordlight was silver, trembling slightly, and turned into seven. Hundreds of ordinary swordlights appeared in his sight instantly.

Hovering and dancing, silver swordsmen lay the ground, and the scene looked stunning.

“Your Eminence, one of the Wanghui Da Lin has seen it, why don't you try my heart on this sword? ”

Lin Xuan's blunt voice enters his ear, but his tone is a little shady.

Then he shouted, “Break! ”

Until the voice fell, the tens of thousands of swords swept and danced. Only a silver light lasered towards the front. In an instant, the sky around the top and bottom was covered, a few acres square. Only the swordlight lasered back and forth. The noise was so loud that it was difficult to describe it in words.

There were hundreds of swordlights, and Lin Xuan's methods were not only here. He only saw his hands overlapping, pinching a strange trick, then flying in the air, the motion was wide open, and mysterious spells were thrown out in his mouth.

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