Tempered Immortal

At this moment, however, it is not for him to delay his thoughts.

Those cranes were so quick to shine, they did everything they could, and they couldn't get away with it. They were going to come after us.

The saying goes on and on and on and on and on.

It may be a coincidence that one's own consciousness is neither gained nor destroyed.

The Watching Pavilion thought so, biting his teeth, flying like that intact transmission formation.

Then you dance with your hands and a few tricks fly out of your sleeves.

As he moves, the “whoop” sounds loud, a layer of milky white halo sprays thin from the surface of the transfer array.

When the pavilion saw him, his face was overjoyed, but the next moment, his expression suddenly became stiff.

The milky white light screen, the surface symbol spraying thin, hidden and the flashing of electric light, on the surface, the prestige is good, however, look closely, where the transmission array is opened.

On the contrary, there were ambushes around them that, by chance, trapped themselves.

Damn it!

The face of the pavilion is so ugly, I don't know where, I stepped into each other's trap.

He was anxious, but naturally wouldn't sit around waiting to be killed.

Sleeve robes swept away, a foot long of Pharaoh flew out, golden, and the surface was engraved with a wonderful pattern, with a mysterious aura.

Golden Lan pen!

Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed. It is the real treasure of the pavilion. He had seen it before in human times.

But now it is easy to move. The Wangting Pavilion was not the same as before. Although this golden pen is still the past, it has already been re-cultivated by a thousand hammers and refined. It contains unknown treasures, powerful treasures, long before the treasures of the past can expect its back.

Lin Xuan nodded and then saw the pavilion reach out and hold the golden lane pen.

A blazing gas erupted from the surface of the body.

Brilliant!

As a Confucian immortal practitioner, Wangting Pavilion has good strength, there are many more things to know about the practice of great virtue.

For a while, his body was covered in golden flames, and it looked like it was called a gust of wind.

But for fairy repairers, good looks are useless at all. At this moment, the face of the lookout pavilion is full of anxiety.

Raise your right hand and gently whisk your sleeve robe, grabbing the golden pencil in your palm.

And the left hand is not idle, and a trick is lasered by the fingertips.

As he moves, the golden pen's surface glows, wrapped in a dragon-like golden arc, slashing hard at the front of the screen.

Lin Xuan hid in the dark and couldn't help but nod his head. In terms of the power of the period of distraction, this trick should be very powerful.

Too bad it didn't work.

Though powerful enough to break the curtain, Wangting Pavilion contains an outrageous blow.

He's still locked up!

Then the whispering sounds entered the ears, but several eagles fell from the void.

But see the spiritual light flash.

Several girls in flaming red appeared.

Needless to say, it was shaped by the previous eagles.

They set up ambushes here, waiting for the moment when the Vientiane Building threw itself into the net.

To witness all this, the gazebo building's face is naturally hard to see.

Now, however, what's the use of this? The pavilion, as the first master of Sky Cloud Twelve, is naturally tough to the extreme.

Unfortunately, all these efforts have proved useless, even though the current situation is extremely unfavourable, and he will not give up. The golden pen in his hand is insane, trying to break the cage.

If the other party had planned it already, how could it give him a chance?

Those demonic girls stood there laughing, not in a hurry. One of them, even a loud voice, came into his ear: “Sir, this purple bamboo cloud array is a ferry level fairy fixer. For a moment or three, you don't have to bother to break it. ”

Sir, this name makes the Wangting Pavilion more angry. It is a source of great energy.

But the girl apparently did not talk nonsense, and the ban was indeed very powerful, and the lookout pavilion made it impossible to get out of trouble.

The whole process is complicated, but not instantaneous.

Afterwards, the distant crane followed here.

But seeing the demon wind make a big deal, turned into a few well-dressed teenagers.

Wearing white clothes, every one of them is quite dusty, as if it was a crane that changed into the ground.

However, the Watching Pavilion did not have time to admire the beautiful woman, and the expression on her face was disgusting.

Are you going to fold your own hero here today?

He didn't beg for forgiveness.

Why do you have to do that useless thing to make people laugh when you know it's useless?

Lin Xuan has now clearly seen that the young girl who is the head wears much more noble and gorgeous clothing, and has also reached the late stage of distraction.

Much stronger than ordinary late monks, in demonic terms, as if they were different from the Watchtower.

No wonder he keeps running away. The other party's strength is not weak and there are so many helpers. If you put the right hands on him, it is simply the rhythm of looking for abuse.

Running is the right choice. Unfortunately, in the end, it has come to this.

Wangting Pavilion's face is so ugly, it hasn't given up yet.

The golden lantern pen in his hand turned into a meteor flock feather, and he blasted at the light screen.

The young lady in palace, who was the head, sighed and prayed down to the pavilion: “Sir, please don't waste your energy, the princess is here to pay you a gift, and please understand our difficulties and go back to see the princess. ”

“If I don't go, I won't die. ”

Wangting Pavilion suddenly broke down.

The look on Lin Xuan's face was hilarious and a little surprised.

Is the fat princess so terrible that he made the Wangting Pavilion fear the tiger, and he stopped wandering the dragon world Nafu, why did he run to the rainbow world?

Too much doubt, but Lin Xuan wasn't too busy doing it, not out of fear, but for him, the time had not yet come.

Wait and see before deciding.

So Lin Xuan withstood patience and did nothing for the time being.

“Sinful, sir! ”

Once again, the maiden in the palace swept, and a small disc appeared in her hand.

A few tricks came out.

The disc was brilliant, and with this woman's movements, an incredible scene happened.

That thick, unusual light curtain twisted for a moment and then turned into a myriad of ropes, like a lookout pavilion wrapped around.

Wangting to hide, Wangting Pavilion is unfortunately useless, and soon it will be tied up like a stump.

His face was full of sorrow.

But he can only summon Nai He.

“Go!”

The girl's sleeve robe in the head of the palace flew out of the treasure in the shape of a treasure tower. Together, she looked at the lookout pavilion, but at this moment, a long laugh came into her ear, and immediately, a terrible spiritual pressure fell from the sky, and the treasure tower fell to the ground.