Tempered Immortal

At this rate, we can't talk about breaking bamboo, but it's also absolutely commendable.

The face of the heavenly ghost is ugly. I clearly have tried to share my pressure. I didn't expect it to end like this.

But he didn't give up, so long as he was able to refine each other's natural treasures, he still had a chance.

There was no arrow to open the bow, and in any case, he could not stand still now.

That's the point of being a tiger rider.

God Ghost Holy is in a terrible position.

On the other hand, hundreds of swords have come to the ghost's side.

It's only a few feet apart.

It's as if one breath could easily wipe out the other.

But this is the moment, and an incredible scene has happened.

The ghost's eyes glistened, his figure slightly blurred, and he vanished into thin air.

“This...”

Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed, so that the sharp sword, naturally fell into the empty space.

Then the space fluctuated suddenly, but behind Lin Xuan, a dark arm protruded from the void.

Spike...

The space was torn apart, and the surface of the arm was overwhelmed, and the sky rose twice as hard as Lin Xuan's heavenly lid grabbed it.

Looking at the sharp nails, it is no worse than a sword. If this time, Lin Xuan will not fall, and the flesh will probably have to be scrapped.

Nice trick.

If you are controlling the fairy sword diagram, you should not hide.

Otherwise, they may rob their treasure.

Knowing that the power of the innate spiritual treasure is not so small, however, there is no soul mark between you and the monk, saying that whoever holds it can use it as long as you practice the Tongbao technique.

Nice one stone to two birds.

It's a pity that he's not a plastic paste himself, even though he's a good player.

Lin Xuan's face flashed a slight mockery.

There is no fear, no hiding, no sacrifice of any treasure of defense.

He was so calm that the monks of Saint John the Ghost could not touch his head.

The other party is so calm, how do you like it? Don't you always want to carry your own horrible tricks with your flesh?

Even those who repaired fairies in the late days of the ferry would never dare to do so unless they had a domain.

This idea has not yet been reversed, and the mystery has been revealed.

Lin Xuan is not unknowingly alive.

Instead, the mind already has a response.

He doesn't move, he doesn't hide.

Yet behind it is the golden glow.

A glorious golden light, brighter than the sun.

Then gather in the middle.

A brilliant and colossal facade is in the eye curtain.

Nine-headed eighteen arms.

The shape of each arm is different, as are the expressions of the nine heads.

But one thing is for sure, this method is very powerful, far beyond the expectations of ordinary monks.

Lin Xuan dared to ignore each other's attack, it was indeed a battlefield.

This mystery of the Nine Heavenly Gods, Luo Xiang, Lin Xuan practiced for a thousand years, and also reached the point of change by heart. He did not need to drive it at all, so that he could defeat his enemies.

A ghost claw in the district, what's so great about it?

The posture of the forearm is different. One of the arms is slightly blurred. Five fingers are held tight and a hard punch is punched forward.

Boom!

The bursting sound went into his ear and his fists touched each other, and the ghost claw was immediately crushed and torn to pieces.

With a hard touch, Lin Xuan has never been afraid.

His face revealed a delightful smile, deep in his eyes, but the silver magnificence, the sky wind eyes, just happened to appear as if it had sprung up.

The ghost seemed to be good at hiding, but in front of his own eyes, it was just Ben Door making an axe.

Lin Xuan quickly discovered its whereabouts.

Put your hands together.

Only a few sharp swords were seen firing in one direction.

“Boom, boom. ”

Unexpectedly, it splits into empty spaces.

However, when the heavenly ghost saw this scene, his face changed dramatically. It is unfortunate that he is now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, unable to protect himself, surrounded by a sharp sword, group.

Lin Xuan's attack quickly demonstrated his intentions.

Space cracks emerge, and the ghost of the blue-faced fangs is hidden in it.

This guy, who is really good at space secrets, no wonder, just disappeared so empty.

But in front of myself, it's just Ben Door doing the axe.

Lin Xuan's mouth was filled with mockery.

Find it, and leave it to the law.

The nine gods are also vague.

All blonde and fierce, rushing up.

Eighteen arms pose differently, but all have treasures in their palms.

Knife, sword, trident, contains eighteen general weapons.

Kill the past viciously at each other.

As for the nine heads, or the columns of light in his eyes, or the thunderbolts in his mouth, he was not idle, and for a while, he killed the ghost with his hands and feet in chaos.

Lin Xuan's face had no unexpected color.

His own divine talent, he knows best, the Nine Heavens Roth relative to the real old monster of the Festival period, although he is powerless, yet the powerful ghost in front of him, is just a few souls, tough with the Nine Heavens Roth, but it is self-inflicted suffering.

Wanting to come here is already a trick at the bottom of the opponent's box.

Unfortunately, he was destroyed by himself. Lin Xuan was proud of himself, and he did not relax his attack on Heaven and Ghost Holy.

Even though there is no such thing as a broken bamboo, after all, the more than ten treasures sacrificed by the other party for protection also have its own exceptions.

Even the innate spiritual treasure is somewhat blocked, but so what, just a little longer.

Half a cup of tea has passed.

The only treasure they sacrificed was the mysterious turtle shell.

Xuantian treasure!

It should be the hard shell of some kind of demonic beast, refined with many rare treasures.

Needless to say, its robustness.

However, the innate spiritual treasure is so close to each other. Over time, its surface has become numerous scratches. Although it has not been broken, the spiritual veins of the surface have dimmed a lot.

Damn it!

The face of the heavens and the ghosts is holy, and it is hard to see anything more than that.

This is the last layer of protection. If it is broken, you will have to face the innate treasure.

However, it was not this that bothered him the most, but after such a long kung fu, Yin Yun Zhu still could not break the sword of the Nine Palaces.

Damn, I've never refined a monk's natural treasure before. Where is it so difficult?

Heavenly ghost is holy and hasty and angry.

If that were to happen, it would be the end of the world.

In his heart, nature is unwilling.

But what good is unwillingness? The immortal world speaks with strength. The sudden emergence of human immortals is too powerful.

He was so strong that he couldn't help it.

“Break it! ”

The six gods of the other side were so good that Lin Xuan could not let go. He only saw his hands dancing so fast that a method lasered out between his fingers.