Tempered Immortal

Step tight, all you have to do is not give your opponent time to breathe.

However, the spiritual ancestors had no fear on their faces. Instead, they sighed. A short, obscure spell appeared in their mouths. The left hand clothes looked at the timing and danced gently underneath.

As he moves, a spot of light is reflected in the curtain.

Flashing like a star, it looks stunning and beautiful.

“What treasure could it be? ”

Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed and did not hesitate to show Tianfeng's eyes, in order to be able to see more clearly, but the sight of the eyes surprised him greatly.

It's actually a grain of peas, just a thin spray of superficial symbols, which is very different from what ordinary peas look like.

What is this, a soybean soldier game?

Lin Xuan muttered in his heart, but didn't expect him to say anything, stabbed him, only heard the spiritual work, those golden peas slightly circled and danced, actually changed a golden figure the same size as the real person.

These figures are not entities, they are all golden, and they carry an equally golden, ancient Changgo, hundreds of them in total.

Faced with the sword of heaven, these golden men did not share the colour of fear, but raised the long goats in their hands together and swung forward at will.

Spike...

As they moved, a long golden light appeared, tearing the air and colliding with the swordlight in the sky.

The enemy is widowed, but the wind does not fall.

No, correctly, they obviously have a little more to win.

Though the Immortal Sword Chart is innate, Lin Xuan's strength still does not exert its power by 10%.

With so much sword power, the number is outrageous, but correspondingly, the power of each sword is much thinner.

The power of most of these swords, however, is only between the power and the power of the Latter-distraction Master's natural magic treasure. It is not uncommon to be blocked. But so much sword power is a constant source, and the other party can actually take a full harvest, which is somewhat incredible.

How powerful is the spiritual race?

The district's first-class fairy cultivator has been fighting for so long, he can't even get a little better?

Lin Xuan's face was full of consternation. How long has this been happening?

Lin Xuan can't remember!

Ever since he set foot on the path of fixing fairies, the challenge of overstepping the ranks is similar to the usual meal for him. It is hard to tell the difference between killing a monk of the same rank. It is really very vague. Except for the first step on the path of fixing fairies, the rear has never appeared.

Lin Xuan became a little angry after reading it.

His hands turned to fly and dance. As he moved, the sword of the Nine Palaces appeared again, but soon disappeared again in the void.

It came and went as quickly as it did, with a strange, heavy smell.

Then roaring loudly, accompanied by enormous spiritual pressure, the dragon at one end appeared in the void.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple...

The squamous armor flashes in the sun with a different glow, and all five rows of attributes are encapsulated.

There are nearly a hundred of them.

Lin Xuan then drank loudly, and these dragons were incredibly transformed into seven, and the pressure emanating from each head did not diminish, and suddenly covered half the sky.

The pupils of the spiritual ancestors also narrowed, and for the first time the color of clotting appeared on their faces.

“Aren't you amazing? Why don't you try Lin's hundred dragon teeth? ”

Lin Xuan drank loudly, his hands as if wearing a flower butterfly, and suddenly hundreds of evil shouted and clawed his teeth, rushing towards each other.

On Lin Xuan's forehead, bean-sized sweat drops flourished, even if his powers were deep, comparable to those of late fairy repairers, while manipulating the two treasures, still had some strength.

The price is not insignificant, but the power in return is absolutely pounding.

The dragons have not yet fallen close, and a mouth has been sprayed with a light wave, a fireball.

There were also thunderstorms falling like rain, and the ice cones were filled with cold winds, sweeping past.

With the heavenly attack, coupled with the tens of thousands of swords, the Golden Soldier of Soybean soldiers, though not small, was clearly unable to resist the enemy. Despite his desperate efforts, he was gradually swallowed up.

Lin Xuan's face was delighted.

The rest of the attacks also went unceasing, paving the ground and continuing to cover the past with spiritual ancestors.

Lin Xuan took care of the family, and Ling ancestors were already in a very unfavourable situation.

His eyes flashed a definite colour.

“Okay, okay, I didn't expect you to push me to this point. ”

Then he sprayed bright lights all over his body and suddenly made a big effort to sacrifice another treasure, while the spiritual ancestors themselves disappeared.

No, he didn't sacrifice the treasure, he turned himself into a treasure, in other words, he revealed himself.

It sounds incredible, but the spiritual race, originally, was made of all sorts of things.

The body is a treasure, and for them, it's perfectly normal.

Lin Xuan's eyes were slightly squint, but he saw that they appeared in front of him. It was Yu Yuyi.

Green green with a warm glow.

There is also silk and cold light transmission on the surface.

Is this the essence of the spiritual ancestors?

Lin Xuan's face revealed an amazing color, which made him feel no less than what he was born with.

That's right, it's really no worse than the innate treasure.

That sounds crazy.

It is well known that the treasure of birth is something that flows from the Immortal Realm.

In ancient times, spiritual monks also tried to imitate, but in the end, it ended with failure.

In other words, it is impossible for the Lower Brothers to refine an innate spiritual treasure.

And the jade in front of you is good enough to rival each other. Does that sound a little contradictory?

But think carefully, but it is reasonable. The jade in front of you is not refined by some powerful person, but the essence of the ancestors of the spiritual clan.

Millions of years of practice, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, indulging in the energy of the heavens and the earth, finally have today's modification and magic.

With the promotion of the body, there is no stranger to the innate treasure.

One cultivation, one harvest, you know, it's impossible to refine a magic treasure for millions of years at a time.

Along this line of thinking, the nature of the ancestors of the spiritual race is comparable to that of innate things, and there is nothing surprising about it, or, in other words, it makes sense.

The whole process is complicated, but not instantaneous.

Tens of thousands of swords and hundreds of dragons' teeth were about to swallow the jade, and at this moment, the surface of the jade was happy, but a glimmer of halo rose.

Diffuse around, wrapping him around and then turning him into a mirror-like treasure.

But the mirror was singularly shaped, but clearly reflected everything in front of it.

An incredible scene ensued.

The images in that mirror are in kind, with thousands of swords and countless evils scattered out.