Tempered Immortal

Lin Xuan was surprised and laughed off.

I've never seen anyone so bold as a fairy fixer.

This deadstone has a certain character.

If they dare to do so, there is no doubt that there is some reliance on war.

Lin Xuan doesn't believe in the festival old monsters, he will really go mad.

But what about relying on war? Lin Xuan is confident in his own way.

Even if the sword of the Nine Palaces is not as different as it was born to be, it will not be too different.

The other party dares to carry it with flesh, it is the old birthday star hanging, long life, don't say that he existed at the beginning of a ferry, even the dispersed demon king, he has absolute certainty, chopped it off.

Lin Xuan's guess was correct. Dead Shi Weng dared to do so, of course he had his own considerations.

It did come as a last resort.

Lin Xuan's trap was cleverly excavated, and the other party did not speak of ecstasy, but in this case, the means he was able to apply were one of the few.

Second, he has full confidence in his body.

This guy is not human, not demonic, but a rock that absorbs the essence of the sun and moon.

The hardness of its flesh has reached an incredible level, far from being comparable to that of the same class of demons, let alone that of ordinary pharaohs.

His impact, also with the power of the law of his understanding, from a certain point of view, is the kung fu at the bottom of his box, with a hint of laughter on the bottom of his heart, think he can deal with himself by setting traps?

It's naive. This time you have to lift a rock and smash your own foot.

With a smile on his face, Lin Xuan tasted otherwise. Both of them were confident, and this time there was only one winner.

Boom!

Sword silk collided hard with Dead Stonehenge.

At that moment, the whole heavens and the earth were twisted for it, and the winds were twisted, and the forces of two terrible laws were severely intertwined in the air.

The process was terrible, but victorious, but unexpectedly quickly came to fruition.

Dead Stonehenge's body, a thousand hammers have been refined, the degree of hardness, is indeed far better than that of his fellow demons, but it is still too difficult to carry the sword of the Nine Palaces.

Spike...

As Bujin was torn apart, his protective glow was easily cut open.

Then that piece of silk hit him hard.

Once again, the sound of fragmentation enters the ear, and the dead stone monster's proud flesh reveals a slight crack.

The crack then spread rapidly.

Soon his flesh broke in half.

“Impossible! ”

Dead Stone is terrified, his own flesh knows best, even the hard carry Tianling treasure is no problem, how can it be so easily broken by each other, is this little guy's natural treasure like that of a congenital?

This is obviously not possible.

He would never believe that Lin Xuan's natural treasure could be so outrageous.

There must be another reason in the middle.

But at this point, he can't think clearly, and he can't think.

How could Lin Xuan stop trying so hard after such a battle?

Lin Xuan will not show mercy to the enemy while he is ill.

As the robe swept, more swordsilk emerged, and for a moment, the void made a loud noise.

Of course, power, certainly cannot be compared to just now, but it prevails over a large number of people, and its lethality cannot be underestimated.

The Dead Stone Monster was terrified, and the boy was too harsh.

He couldn't hide at this time, his face sinking and a trick came out.

The trick is strange, but it's not at the feet of the two of them.

Lin Xuan stayed here. What was the intention of the other party?

This idea has not yet been turned around, and a burst of loud noise enters the ear, and then the sound breaks open, and one stone beam emerges from the surface and radiates towards the middle of the sky.

“This...”

Lin Xuan was stunned. Those stone maws were far less powerful than the sword as a silk god, but there were many more. On the basis of the principle of ants biting more dead objects, they actually fought with sword silk, leaving Lin Xuan with no way to expand the results.

And so far, there was no end to it, and another loud noise came into my ear.

Countless black-brown rocks gushed out of the ground like lava and then condensed into a giant hand.

He had more than a hundred legs, looked terrible, under palpitating pressure, like Lin Xuan grabbed him.

A sculpture trick!

Lin Xuan's mouth said this, but his heart didn't really look down on the color. This dead stone monster was more difficult than even the mid-term fairy repairer.

In such a situation, you dare to act against it.

If it wasn't for him, if he were another fairy fixer, he could have beaten him by surprise.

However, Lin Xuan was a good match. Although the other party's response was surprising, Lin Xuan was still impatient.

Five-finger grip, a burst of bone into the ear,

Lin Xuan punched forward.

This punch is flat on the surface.

Yet the void is riddled with the starting point and fluctuations in the laws of power follow.

Lin Xuan has been aware of this law for some time and has refined a thousand hammers. Although it has not reached the level of pure green furnace fire, it is also quite powerful.

And that giant palm looks scary, but there's no law to support it.

In this way, it goes without saying that there is no suspense at all.

Spike...

Under the power of the law, it is not too much to say that the ashes of the giant palms are suddenly extinguished.

As a result, Lin Xuan did not have half the unexpected color on his face.

He was about to turn his head and extinguish the dead stone, but at this point, the mutation protruded, coming from the ground beneath his feet, and then several rock giants emerged in a row.

“The other party's soil attribute spell is truly insane. ”

Lin Xuan couldn't help but sigh and then shook his head: “No, this is not just a soil attribute spell, it should be something else. ”

But he didn't go into it.

So far, Lin Xuan did not have time to hide with the other party. Although the Black Phoenix Witch and the bald man tried to procrastinate, the situation was still not good enough.

If he can't kill this guy quickly, he will face the result of carelessly losing, and such a situation, Lin Xuan naturally doesn't want to see.

Spell it!

Lin Xuan's face flashed a strong color. He didn't want to expose his cards prematurely. Unfortunately, he didn't treat me well. Now he has no choice.

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed a strong color, his sleeve robe twinkled, and an ancient scroll of painting appeared.

Ten thousand swords!

This is a congenital object. As soon as it emerged, the power of the palpitating law emerged. The face of the dead stone monster suddenly became white.

He lived millions of years knowing a wide range of things. He had seen congenitals before, and that familiar feeling made him nervous.

Are you saying... that it's a natural spirit?