Tempered Immortal

But that time, there was Ashuro, so everyone could defeat the extraterrestrial demons.

In today's three worlds, talent cannot be said to be lost, but there is no such amazing and brilliant figure as Ashuro in the past, not to mention the achievement of the people's aspirations.

Whether it's the Demonic Realm, the Spiritual Realm, or the Yin Shi Dynasty, it's hard to know what exists to make people feel comfortable.

Although Li Yutong, himself, is not the same as before, but it is difficult for Ashuro, not to mention the vibrating arm, to attract countless followers.

And the extraterritorial celestial demons rest and recuperate for years. Although their strength is not even a hundred feet further, they will never be weaker than in ancient times. Eighty-nine out of ten should be much stronger.

This kind of eliminates each other...

As soon as I thought about it, my icy face was even more gray.

The leak of the house was rained at night, and a flying sword passed on, and it entered from the outside.

No, it's not a single strand, there are seven or eight ways of magic light, coincidentally, all arrive here at the same time.

Iceberg's pupils narrowed, releasing a huge amount of mindfulness, and he knew the beginning and end of it.

These flying sword legends, without exception, are all for help, and they all mention extraterritorial celestial demons.

“What a useless piece of shit! ”

The original ancestors of the Hall of Fame appeared to be somewhat impatient and corrupted: “Not enough has been accomplished. There is no one in my Hall of Fame who can block these demons outside the sky. ”

And this is the moment.

A lady who looked like a waitress walked in with a great deal of fear: "Master Shizu, your form is ready, are you...”

“What do you think? ”

Iceberg turned back: “I don't have any eyesight. ”

“Yes, yes, subordinates are dull. ”

The woman looked dirty and walked out of the stone house.

As a result, while Iceberg hated Lin Xuan, it was a priority and his plan to hunt him had to be abandoned for the time being.

……

However, this is not very good news for Lin Xuan.

The so-called lice is more itchy, the debt is more sad, and now Lin Xuan, the little one was already in danger.

Who would have thought this place would meet the Chaos Path?

Although the snake has fallen, Lin Xuan is in a new crisis.

And chaos, well deserved, is an enormous beast, so powerful.

Lin Xuan did his best to solve the problem and couldn't resist it.

Though all his twin babies were in the late stages, even after the Great War, there was not much magic left. Now even the last kill, Muyu's true spiritual trick was useless. He could only watch the bloody red bone stab and kill himself.

And the power of every bone spur differs from that of the innate spiritual treasure.

Lin Xuan was never a fairy fixer who lacked courage, but in this case, he also returned to the sky.

He closed his eyes in despair.

It may be frustrating, but in this case, what?

There is no way to resist or escape.

It can only be slaughtered.

“Snoring, snoring! ”

Yet at this point, a strange sound enters the ear.

It's not loud, it's like a puppy or a kitten sleeping snoring.

But the arrogant chaos, but all of a sudden the eyes widened, the expression, even stranger to the extreme... how can you say that?

A little scared, a little scared.

It's like meeting a natural enemy.

What's even more incredible is that the bloody red bone prick, like the speed at which he flew in, slowed down a lot all of a sudden, as if there was some invisible force that changed the law of time.

Amazing, amazing!

But Lin Xuan's reaction was not slow at all.

God willing, how could he have missed it?

Lin Xuan's body glistened, and had backed for several miles, temporarily relieving the crisis.

Escape!

This way, however, is inevitably a little weird.

Why is this so? Lin Xuandu is in the fog and doesn't understand what really happened.

Chaos, on the other hand, is not chasing, and its expression is like that of an enemy at this moment.

Staring dead at Lin Xuan.

His gaze didn't have a focal length, like looking beyond Lin Xuan.

That strange scene is indescribable.

“Snoring, snoring. ”

Sudden sound reappears.

This time, Lin Xuan could never have misheard. He moved in color and raised his head.

Do you mean...

His robe swung and a glow flew out of his waist.

When the spiritual light flashed away, it was a strange creature that floated to the curtains.

Unlike the size of a fist, the body is very cute and furry, with a pair of small paws on the abdomen and wings on the back as white as snow and winter.

What a cute little guy!

Not to mention at this moment it's sleepy, rubbing his eyes with his wings, his face confused.

Little furball!

Lin Xuan was surprised and surprised. It was this little guy who slept for a thousand years and is now finally awake.

While this is encouraging, the reality is that Lin Xuan doesn't find small fur balls useful.

That's right, this guy has a domain, but it's just incomplete. It's useful only for demonic people who can't change adulthood, and it has great constraints. For example, although true spirits can't change adulthood, that domain is useless.

And the chaos in front of us is obviously much stronger than the ordinary true spirit.

Apart from the dragon, the phoenix, few true spirits can compete.

Little fur balls, that half-chang field, it's just a joke.

That's the usual guess!

But Lin Xuan quickly shook his head again. If everything was as usual, he should have broken his soul by now.

Needless to say, that bloody red was a bone spur, and I should have been sieved.

Each bone spur differs from the innate treasure as if.

And this crisis, obviously, is a small fur ball melting ground, and although I don't know how it actually works, it's obvious that this little guy is a lot stronger than he thought, with unknown powers hidden away.

Thoughts turned around and Lin Xuan's face revealed a hint of joy.

Sleeve robes flashed, several jade bottles flew out, Lin Xuan didn't say anything, drank all the milk inside for 10,000 years. Although he knew that this was a thirst quencher, at this moment, there is no place to take much of this.

Restore some magic first.

After all, although the performance of the small fur ball is surprising, Lin Xuan is deeply aware that he still needs to be on his own to get out of the crisis.

Throughout the process, chaos reached the enemy, he stared dead at the little fur ball, and his face was full of fear.

Natural enemies!

“Snoring, snoring! ”

Compared to the look of chaotic tension, the performance of the little fur ball is obviously much easier. It was first subjected to the legs of Lin Xuan's pants, and his face was intimate.

That expression was like a little flower cat, like a master's delicacy.

It's cute, but in the face of strong enemies, Lin Xuan was not in the mood to tease pets and pat fur balls: “Okay, don't make a scene. Let's just settle this guy in front of us. ”

After listening to Lin Xuan, the little fur ball turned its head and looked at the chaos.

At first it was a little confusing, then the eyeballs widened, and the expression was even weirder.