Tempered Immortal

Lin Xuan glared at his eyes. Although he could be sure that the Spirit had come here, he never thought that it would be such a fierce monster.

White Tiger, one of the legendary Four Spirits.

Although strength is far from comparing to the true dragon, Tianfeng, it is not that Jin Zhentong is first-class, in the true spirit, it is also very famous.

At one time, Lin Xuan's mood was half worried and half happy.

The sad thing is that the White Tiger can't handle it, and this battle, not to mention winning or losing, 100 percent, will be an extremely tough battle, yes.

Happily, the more outrageous the White Tiger is, the more powerful it will be to defeat it, and the greater the benefits it will reap from the middle.

That's about the point of being rich and insured.

Risk is always proportional to harvest, and in the world, there's never been a free lunch.

Lin Xuan turned his mind and made a choice.

He is no longer a first-time fairy fixer, and although his strength cannot yet be compared to that of the Spirit Demon King, his eyes on the third realm can also be described as top.

The White Tiger is the Four Spirits, but if he wants to go, he can't help himself.

Lin Xuan can also say that he is 100% sure of this.

However, as soon as Lin Xuan walked away, the immediate crisis also had enormous advantages. Lin Xuan did not want to be sure to destroy the white tiger, but his true blood must be obtained.

The true spirit sword technique is the most powerful mystery of its own, and the nine true spirits themselves can actually make different choices based on different opponents.

In other words, the more true spiritual blood is refined, the more powerful it naturally becomes.

……

All kinds of thoughts turned in Lin Xuan's mind, the terrible chaos demon has spread to the near future.

White tiger!

Ho!

Heavy whistling sounds into your ears.

Its figure is still elusive, and the terrible pressure has fallen from the sky.

The scene is difficult to describe in words, the sea surface, the great waves, the whole island of Yunxia could even have been submerged if it had not been blocked by a large formation of protectors.

This sounds ridiculous, but in fact there is no exaggeration. When Hundred Flowers Fairies chased Jin Zhenzhen Toad, just the aftermath of the battle, they turned the square circle into a nothingness.

The vast city of Aoki, tens of thousands of immortals, except Lin Xuan fortunately escaped, the rest did not crash in that battle.

Whether it's Hundred Flower Fairies or Golden Toad, it's too powerful for them.

The ancient saying that the fire at the gates of the city affected the pond fish is true.

Fortunately, Yunxia pie in front of you is much more powerful than an ordinary fairy city pool.

There is also something unusual about the Protector's Array. Although the Chaos Demon's temper is strong, it is obviously unrealistic to try to break through the Yunxia's Protector's Array on its own.

After a few collisions, the light covering the entire island of Yunxia was visibly dimmed, but it was obviously too early for the ice to dissolve.

“It's a good way of forming your faction! ”

Lin Xuan nodded and praised.

“Let Daoyou laugh, this faction is handed down from ancient times, this method is the masterpiece of the ancient ancestors' disgusting leaching blood, the defense is naturally quite good. ”

The old man's soap robe also showed some color on his face.

His strength reached this level, the years of life are naturally not low, saying that people are a little too old, but with the eyes, that must be different.

What he was most worried about was the mysterious pair of double monks, who saw the white tiger come here, had nothing to do with it, and immediately blew their sleeves away.

If it were easy, he would probably make that choice.

How powerful is the True Spirit, if it is not compelled, or has immense advantages, who will eat and sustain himself against the True Spirit?

Oil on the sole, that's the smartest thing. That's not bullshit. Thirty-six, that's the plan.

This phrase is not only worldly rational, but also practical in the immortal world.

He did not understand why Lin Xuan did not leave and what his intentions were to stay here, but in any case, this was not something he could ask for, and it was only good for the current Yunxia faction.

White tiger, in the true spirit, is also not weak name, even if he joins with his brother, there is no chance of winning. As for the other disciples of the doorman, the only way to die, it is not surprising that they all fall here, and the Yunxia Patriarchate, in any case, he does not want to let it be cut off from here.

With the help of the couple, the result would be different.

Neither Lin Xuan nor the woman with the fallen goose were much stronger than herself. If they could help each other, the four of them would be enough to fight the White Tiger.

Ho!

This idea has not yet been reversed.

A shocking roar came back into my ear.

Surprisingly, an incredible scene ensued.

Seeing the raging chaotic demons somehow gathered towards the middle, a spear illusioned by the demons appeared in sight.

There are hundreds of them, such as arrows and arrows that cut through the sky, and the sound is like a storm, like a fierce collision on Yunxia Island.

“Bad!”

The old man's pupils narrowed and the expression on his face panicked a little, but quickly disappeared.

But when he saw his robe, a slap-sized platter flew out.

Small and luscious, but the breath is not weak.

There's a few lights up there, if they don't show up!

The expression of the elderly man in the soap robe was extremely concentrated, his hands lifted, and he went towards the forward sickness. As he moved, the light curtains around Yunxia Island quickly became much thicker.

And this is not over. In the direction of the white tiger, the surface of the light screen actually illuminates several shields, making the defense here even more remarkable.

Boom!

The whole process is complicated, but not instantaneous kung fu. The next moment, the spear illusioned by that terrible chaotic demon, has been blown to death.

Spike...

The sound of the rupture was loud, and the shields quickly dissolved.

However, Lin Xuan could clearly see that the power contained in the spear was obviously wiped out a lot.

Next, there is only one last layer of light left.

Boom!

The spear stabbed hard, the curtain distorted and deformed, but eventually it didn't crack, blocking the blow down.

When this process was over, the whole island of Yunxia cheered, ordinary mortals and low-ranking disciples did not mention it, it was Dong Xuan, divine-level fairy fixer, faced with such a terrible attack, desperate, almost thought he was going to crash here.

Good thing it's redundant to worry, but the feeling of the rest of your life after the robbery also relieved everyone.

But it's just a little bit of a threat to the White Tiger. It can't even be called a real attack. It's not that easy to deal with the true spirit.

Ho!

In the depths of that chaotic demon, two red flashes were lit, the anger grew scarier and the white tiger was provoked.

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