Tempered Immortal

Thoughts turned to Lin Xuan, full of brilliance, was about to go with the moon to see how things were.

However, at this moment, the bursting sound of the vibrating heavens and the earth enters the ear.

The sound seemed to come from far away, but tens of thousands of miles apart, it could still be heard clearly.

The energy between the heavens and the earth suddenly becomes chaotic, wrong, towards the distance, flying away.

“Bad!”

Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed, releasing mighty and extreme thoughts, yet the distant battle regiment was blurred, the power of confused laws, and easily blocked his thoughts.

Obviously, the struggle over there has reached the point of deterioration, and there is always the possibility of death and victory.

In Lin Xuan's case, it is natural not to wish for the fall of a master loyal to Ashuro's side.

Otherwise, the damage caused would be insignificant.

So, he couldn't help but greet him, and he made a big scene, wrapping the moon around him, and he flew forward.

The regiment is about 100,000 miles away. Nature is a long way from home for mortals, but at Lin Xuan's divine speed, it is only a matter of moments.

In today's crisis, he naturally doesn't pay attention, does everything he can, takes a few landings, and comes to his destination.

Here, the energy of the heavens and the earth is even more violent, the sky is filled with the power of the law of wanton, the dust is raised, the halfway sky is covered, a few obscure figures, if hidden in the eye curtain.

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud bang, like a sunny thunderbolt, followed by heaven and earth, poured out into the midst of several people, a white-morned hurricane rising in the sky and grounding.

Then the hurricane became blurred and turned into a grey white column of light.

A few acres in diameter and a black arc on the surface.

Stabbing loud...

That was a big, unusual column of light, and it spread around again.

The past, a nothingness, a collapse of the void, a distortion, as for the other things, is even more depleting and decaying, and is turned into powder.

Lin Xuan was naturally fearless, but he didn't dare ignore it. The sleeve robe swept away and sacrificed the Dragon Turtle Armor Shield, turning it into a thick light screen, wrapping himself and the moon.

Boom!

The hurricane swept by, and the power was quite impressive, but the Dragon Turtle Armor Shield was innate, Lin Xuan and the Moon hid behind, naturally there was no problem.

Thus, after a tea kung fu, the afterwaves of the explosion gradually descended into nothingness. Although the dust between heaven and earth did not disperse, the power of the law can naturally see the surrounding scenes as long as it is no longer confusing and with Lin Xuan's intellect.

Many mountains have been razed to the ground. During the ferry period, there was death and death, and the power of victory over defeat was unimaginable.

Then the two men were in sight.

The first is a skinny girl, who looks a little familiar.

Lin Xuan took a closer look, his face revealed a great joy, and the snow did not fall.

Next to her was an old man in a soap robe, not much different in appearance from the people, but his skin was slightly silver, and a pair of short pointed corners appeared on his forehead, showing that he was a ghost.

Apart from the two of them, there are no traces of any other monks, so the victory or defeat of the regiment just now is clear.

Lin Xuan's face showed solace. There is no need to do it again.

Yet the snowmen won, but couldn't afford it at all.

Snowflake's face is pale, and one arm flies blind, missing traces.

That duel, though won, was a tragic outcome.

The woman then took a deep breath, her injured shoulder blackened and a brand-new arm resurfaced in a pubic interweave.

Her strength has reached this level, and the regeneration of the limbs is not great.

However, the pale face, even more gray, although the amputation of the limbs can be regenerated, the loss of natural energy will only be more severe, and of course the injury is more severe.

And the old soap robe next to him, it's pretty much the same, with a gray face.

But the expression of both of them was relaxed joy, and in any case, the powerful enemy was finally killed.

However, this idea has not yet been reversed, but a powerful breath has been felt.

Lin Xuan's face and the moon's face were reflected in the curtain when his head was raised in great shock.

“Young master, King, what are you two doing here? ”

The snow and the snow surprise intersect. Surprisingly, more is joy. In the beginning, the young lord rushed out of here, and she had a bad feeling in her heart.

Now that the Young Lord and Wang Lian have appeared, naturally proving that the crisis has been resolved, how can this woman not be heartily happy?

And the old man of the soap robe flew over, hugging the boxing ceremony “Mu Yu has seen the king, young master. ”

“You're welcome, Daoist. ”

Lin Xuan has heard of this Mu Yu real person from the moon.

“The remaining two of the Phantom Five Ghosts have already fallen?” Although Lin Xuan witnessed it firsthand, it is only natural to ask questions in order to feel completely at ease.

“Yes, Young Master, those two guys have completely fallen, not even Yuan Baby escaped.” Snowflake respectfully said.

“That's good. ”

Lin Xuan relieved his breath, and thus, the crisis that Moon is facing this time is kind of completely solved.

However, this thought just turned around, Lin Xuan felt the sky spinning, as if all his strength had been drawn away, his consciousness gradually blurred, trance, hearing the moon shout, but the specifics, not very clear...

Lin Xuan passed out.

……

Lin Xuan still felt light-headed, breathed deeply, and lifted her full powers. This was only slightly better. However, that annoying feeling in her chest still persisted.

“Young master, you're finally awake. ”

The sound of pleasant ears came into the ear, Lin Xuan opened his eyes, and in sight, it was a stunning face, full of surprises on his face, but his eyes were red, as if he had cried before.

“Moon, it worries you. ”

Lin Xuan reached out and brushed teardrops on the girl's face. She then sat up and turned her head around to gauge the area. Only then did she find herself in a well-arranged maiden's room.

Needless to say, it's Moon's room.

The red candle is warm and the room is full of fragrance.

“Young master, be careful. ”

Moon reached out to help each other, his face was full of thoughtful and worried deities.

Lin Xuan, for his part, laughed bitterly. How can he do the same as a mortal who has not been cured of a serious illness?

But don't worry, his condition is much worse than that of a sick mortal.

Not bad, Lin Xuan defeated the Yellow Springs Ghost Mother, but the price paid for this was not small, true spiritual sword tactics, not suitable for his current situation. Even if Lin Xuan far surpassed his peers, his powers were still insufficient, and he had to light the fire of the roots.