Tempered Immortal

One, two, three, four, five...

His figure was a little blurred, and he actually had a few more heads.

Eight!

Of course, that's plus the original one.

Lin Xuan's face got uglier.

He remembers the ancient rumor that once the snake of the Ancient Spirit grows nine heads, its strength will be comparable to that of a true fairy.

The snake is now, though one is missing, strong and never comparable.

It can be said that there will be more prosperity than she has ever been.

Strong enemies!

It's no wonder Lin Xuan's expression was gloomy. He fought for half a day, not just wasting his time, but taking the enemy's strength to the next level.

Of course, no one can predict this beforehand.

Who would have thought that the snake actually had a snake of the ancestral spirit, and that it had succeeded in merging.

You know, in this situation, no one has ever done it before.

Earlier, the baby snake seemed to have been swallowed, but actually, it was a perfect blend.

And in this case, it needs to be left to die before it can be done.

Giving up a million-year-old body, the snake was always hesitant, perhaps, to say the least.

This battle was destroyed by Lin Xuan. In the absence of a way back, he had the courage to fight to the death.

Think clearly about the original committee in the middle. Lin Xuan could not help but laugh. In that case, he became a snake.

It's just the yin and the wrong yang, and the look on this woman's face, it doesn't seem like she wants to repay her favor, but it's more like she intends to purify herself.

And now, I have few powers left. Though I have tens of thousands of years of milk, I really shouldn't drink too much of this stuff. After all, I drink to quench my thirst...

What should we do?

Though there are still a few untouched hands, in this situation it is obvious that they are of little use.

Between the hopes, thinking back and forth, Lin Xuan discovered with horror that he seemed to be in the Jedi.

Ever since he set foot on the fairy path, he's been through hundreds of battles, big and small, yet he's never been able to compare himself to the present.

There is little power left, but there is still a formidable enemy to face.

Are you really going to crash here?

This idea flashed through my mind and I was forcibly expelled by Lin Xuan.

How can I give up without the last minute?

If there are five dragon seals...

When this crisis occurred, Lin Xuan had to recall that he relied most on the Great Killer of War.

Unfortunately, where the true spirit buried the bones, the five dragon seals merged with the origin of nearly Baijin Spirit, although it gained endless advantages, and evolution reverted to Bai Ling seal, but at the same time, it also had its disadvantages.

Can't even use it now...

Lin Xuan carried out the endoscopic technique. In the middle of the blue star sea, the five dragon seals are still large and small fragments. Although the degree of fragmentation is much better than at the beginning, in this case, it is obvious that they are still unusable.

Damn it!

Lin Xuan was extremely depressed, but of course he could not wait to be killed.

At first glance, the sound of the sleeve was loud, and the sword of the Nine Palaces swept out of the sleeve and turned into a sharp sword and threw down towards each other.

At the same time, in the distant sky, there are also gods, swordlight like snow, glass flashing, time, mortal swordsmanship, wrapping this area of 100 acres of range of groups.

Snakes have nowhere to hide!

And he didn't hide at all.

Next, a scene appeared to stare Lin Xuan in the eye.

The snake lifted its head and opened the mouth of the blood basin. With the hissing loud, a black thread sprayed thinly from its mouth.

That's right, silk thread.

Spiders spit silk, worms spit silk. None of this is unusual. However, it is the snake of the ancestral spirit in front of them. No wonder Lin Xuan stared.

Never heard of it before.

But there's no time for him to think slowly.

Lin Xuan felt uncomfortable at the moment when those black threads appeared.

Indeed, the tens of thousands of silk threads scattered around the body of the treasure serpent, like a fairy flower, wrapped a pack of snakes of the ancestral spirit in it, and then formed a black cocoon.

Thick and coarse!

The magic pattern above is filled with the meaning of Xuan Ao.

“Poop...”

Swordlight cut off, such as medium defeat, accompanied by muffled sounds into the ear, doesn't really help.

Lin Xuan's face grew more gloomy.

As soon as the sleeve robe was thrown, the magical fire emerged.

At first, however, the size of the egg seemed different, but it spread quickly, and a fine, long firebird appeared in front of him, wings spreading, and he slammed into the giant cocoon.

Extremely cold, corroded, punctured!

This time, the three attributes of phantom fire were applied together, not only to freeze the giant cocoon, but also to begin to corrode viciously.

Lin Xuan was pleased that this time it was no longer like that sword light, futile, but had a very obvious effect.

Lin Xuan Daxi rushed to infuse more power into the Phantom Fire to intensify the attack.

Over time, the cocoon was corroded, but inside, there was a hidden bang, bang, bang as if it were a drum.

Every single time, it sounds like a knock in Lin Xuan's heart.

Not good!

Although Lin Xuan did not know exactly how the snake of the ancestral spirit had changed in that black cocoon, he also knew from experience that it was inappropriate, let alone that at this moment, there was a bad feeling in his heart.

It's getting more and more urgent!

What are we going to do?

Lin Xuan waved his hands.

One way out.

As it moved, the sword of the Nine Palaces merged into the middle, and a hundred long swords emerged.

“Chop!”

Lin Xuan's movement was as heavy as a mountain, his right hand waving down, and as he moved, the giant sword also struck out in place.

The sword is fierce, facing a pillar of light, like a mountain falling into the sea, rolling towards a giant cocoon.

In a flash, the cocoon was encapsulated.

Swordlight like snow, brilliant fresh flowers, under its erosion, the cocoon began to melt.

Countless cracks emerge, and the ice dissolves in the eyes.

Lin Xuan was delighted.

Yet, at this point, the strange buzz was loud.

The cocoon spins fast without any sign.

Faster and faster, like a gyroscope, followed by a loud bang of "bombing”, the cocoon burst into pieces.

The burst sound was filled with pure black magic, then the wind swept up and blew away the magic. The snake of the ancestral spirit appeared in its entirety.

Eh, this is no longer the snake of the ancestors.

And reverted to Snake Saint Joe.

Shake your eyes and look like you're different than before you lost your flesh.

But if you look closely, it's quite different.

First, her eyes became green and long, and her cheeks were covered with red and red scales, and she was dressed in purple red palace clothing, obviously a serpentine scaling, more like armor for defense than clothing.

Between the mouths, a fine snake core shrinks indefinitely, the mouth grips, and it extends to both sides of the cheek, unlike the viper, as if, in the green eyes, there is a dangerous flash of light.