Tempered Immortal

The filament was like a rain of cow hair, passing in front of the weirdo, crossed, turned into a black mesh, so thick that it seemed to be used to block the attack of the Phantom Fire.

“Idiot! ”

Lin Xuan's lips opened slightly, scoffed a little in the shout, then saw the five-coloured glass flame, and crushed it down.

Huh...

As if something had been roasted, a scorching smell had spread, and the fire ball had come into contact with a giant net, and it was actually like a broken bamboo.

That's right, it's like a broken bamboo!

According to the saying, the brine point of tofu, one drop at a time, the black filament is very tough, even the Nine Palaces can block the sword, needless to say, nature has its excesses.

Originally, the weirdo was also confident in his defense. He didn't think that the district could be broken through with a flaming magic.

Once he stabilized his feet, he figured out how to fight back.

However, a man is not as good as God. The weirdo never dreamed that he would lean on his arm to help him. He encountered the illusion fire as if he had encountered Ke Xing.

Let's not say it's a counterattack, but it's a question of whether or not you can hold it right in front of you.

Because he was too confident, he wasn't ready for the backhand, and in a hurry, he had to wave.

Pfft...

A muffled sound entered his ear, but the poisonous scorpion appeared in front of him, and he had an intimate contact with the Phantom Fire.

Then he squeaked loudly, and the scorpion caught fire, and the roar was filled with pain.

And the odd man took the opportunity to turn into a black light and retreated to the hundred and ten fathers to open the door.

The expression on his face is hard to say, if you must say so, is anger and pain.

Out of control!

All lost carelessly, and although the victory and defeat have not yet been separated, the loss of the law alone is no different.

His face was full of poison:

“Little man, if you dare to destroy my treasure, this king will surely purify your soul, so that you can't live, you can't die. ”

Lin Xuan listened in his ear, but didn't care. What use is fixing the fairy world more than spelling strength, spontaneous ruthlessness over his mouth?

Spirit pumping?

Hey, hey, whoever wins, who loses, I'm afraid there's nothing left to say!

The corner of Lin Xuan's mouth was filled with laughter. Once the direction of the phantom fire changed, he continued to fall hard towards each other.

And losing the entanglement of the black filaments, the Nine Palaces swordswords and spiritual works, merging towards the middle, the silver bright filament disappeared, instead a giant sword emerged, and when his head fell hard towards each other.

The sword is more than ten long, and the power alone is already palpitating.

With Lin Xuan's strength, it is easy to try to make this sword ten times bigger, but giant swordsmanship is not as powerful as Fabao.

It's good to use, it's dedicated, and the key is right.

Just for a moment, the weirdo went into crisis again.

Actually, it's not unusual.

Lin Xuan's strength, comparable to that of an old monster in the ranks of the ferry, can hit this level with him, this poisonous scorpion shaped guy is already very good, far from the average distracted monk can compare.

But that is true, but the crisis he is facing is also real.

The monster was furious and naturally couldn't wait to be killed.

Under the poison, he had to be fierce, his face flashed, and then bite his teeth and spit out a dragon eye-sized ball.

The beads are pitch-black, which is the monster's painstaking inner dandelion, and it is not hesitant to sacrifice them at this moment.

This is both a last resort and an indication of the anger in his heart, which is now desperate.

After slipping around, the bead turned into a big black hand, with dozens more, a sword like the Nine Palaces sword grabbed the past.

On the other hand, the monster himself punched his arms in the chest, bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a bite of poison juice with sperm blood.

At one time, the stench overflows. If not mistaken, it must be poisonous in the world. After a flash, the magical fire is blocked.

Lin Xuan's eyebrows picked out. This guy is harder to deal with than he thought. The Nine Palaces need to add a magical fire. Together, they can't destroy him.

It seems that the best trick of not using the bottom of the pressing box is no good.

After all, Lin Xuan was unintentional and uninterested. Time would be wasted here.

Mindful of this, Lin Xuan's eyes glistened, and he didn't see any excess action. The Nine Palaces sword flied back, and the phantom fires also swept.

The weirdo saw it and was proud to think that Lin Xuan could not be defeated for a long time. He was already at the end of a strong crossbow, or, in other words, the donkey skill was poor.

He hated Lin Xuan so much in his heart. Such a good opportunity would certainly not be missed.

With his hands pinched, this guy suddenly got bigger, no... not just bigger, but he actually showed up with the poison scorpion prototype.

However, compared to the average poison scorpion, this guy is a little too big, not to mention more than a hundred feet long. Even more amazing is the tail of this guy, Lin Xuan is roughly numbered, there are actually hundreds of them, such as viper swinging dance, looks terribly weird to the extreme.

“Little man, give me your life! ”

After the scorpion appeared in its original form, the sound grew louder and louder. The hundreds of tails, like whips, were beaten like Lin Xuan.

One time, the wind did the big thing, and the noise, it was horrible.

But isn't Lin Xuan so close to each other?

He was seen dancing with his hands, and a magic trick came out of his fingertips. The giant sword flashed and disappeared. Instead, a silver sword appeared in the curtain.

However, this is not over. With Lin Xuan's hands waving, the silver sword light, quickly stretched, actually changed the appearance of a dragon.

A hundred dragons hovering around, isn't that a spectacular area to describe?

“A scorpion monster in the district dares to speak up. Let's talk about it after Lin's hundred dragon teeth! ”

Lin Xuan laughed into his ear and then raised his right hand. One finger seemed to rush forward.

“Disease!”

Before the voice went down, more than a hundred dragons roared. Not only was the sound shocked, but a terrible dragon power spread out.

That's right, Longway!

Legend has it that true dragons have things that are completely different from spiritual repression.

It is not clear what the magic Lin Xuan is, but after refining the blood of the true dragon, he can borrow the fangs of the hundred dragons to carry out.

The trick is still the trick of the past.

However, after refining the true dragon's spiritual blood, the power of Bailong's teeth is completely different from before.

Bailong's momentum is more than mere similarity. Every dragon illusioned by the Nine Palaces Sword is flexibly brought to the extreme.

It's a little too much to say that it's a false mess, but it's a little too powerful for a dragon.

This is the reason for purifying spiritual blood.

However, although the power of each dragon has increased, the number is much smaller than in the past. It has not been reunited into seven. Each sword of immortality has changed a dragon.

Lin Xuan's strength is now more than ever before. Naturally, he also realized that noble and inexpensive reason.

PS: Something's up today, it's just a little bit worse. Sorry, try tomorrow! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)