Tempered Immortal

Phoenix, king of birds.

Although the black phoenix witch in front of her cannot be compared to her true soul companion, the power of blood is still powerful.

Especially her genius.

This demonic cultivation of the late ferry definitely surpasses its peers in many ways.

Top Strong!

She strolled along the trail, seemingly calm, yet there was a hidden glimmer in the woman's eyes.

And in her jade, she grabbed a white jade eye, with the star dots on it.

“Kid Lin...”

If you approach the Black Phoenix Valley Master, you can hear the mumbling sound coming from her mouth.

It's just that over time, the voice is so small that no one knows what's on her mind right now.

……

All over the body, not to mention Lin Xuan's famous top power. The Immortal League Congress has not yet opened. Lin Xuan's arrival has caused a huge wave for it. What happens next?

Nobody knows.

As a fighter, Lin Xuan ignored the wind and rain outside.

Whatever his gossip is, what can you do with yourself if the dark currents are pouring?

Lin Xuan was in the quiet room of a palace.

Whatever you say outside, as Lin Xuan, you can stay in Yingxian Palace.

And as he thought, Brother Long had already chosen his place.

Naturally, there's nothing nice about the same door.

Lin Xuan next sentence, "The penis has some edges and needs to be shut down for a while." Then he lifted his foot into the quiet room.

So clean, it stunned Dragon Junior and Yun Ruyan.

The edge?

What are the benefits to be gained in Dark Moon City?

Didn't Brother Lin meet with Dongyu Xianhuang?

He has been pleased to be able to return safely to the Dragon surname juvenile, and such a move by a true monk is a little out of his mind.

Aside from surprise, surprise.

However, Lin Xuan did not say that the dragon's surname is naturally not much to ask.

This brother is still very diligent and guards outside Lin Xuan's quiet room with a full stomach of suspicious sinuses.

Although it is unlikely that anyone will dare to play any conspiracy trick, the Immortal League Congress is different. Master Lin's safety is more about the prosperity and disgrace of this door. Of course, he is afraid to be careless, willing to work harder and defend himself here.

……

In the quiet room.

Lin Xuan sat on his knees, his eyes closed, and he was covered in green glass, his hands pinched with a trick, and his fingers bounced, such as wearing a flower butterfly.

And above his head emerged the light of nine egg-sized clusters.

Each group of colours is different, but the smell is the same, but it doesn't know exactly what it is.

Lin Xuan's hand is moving faster.

Not only that, but his lips opened slightly, giving out a rustic, obscure syllable, very harsh, like some weird spell.

With Lin Xuan's movements, the light of the Nine Regiments in front of him suddenly moved.

Halo swallows, as if there were something alive in it.

Without a moment of kung fu, it more than multiplies, turns into the size of the skull, and the spiritual pressure emanating from it increases.

Lin Xuan's face, on the other hand, became very hard, and even his forehead seeped fine sweat beads.

At this moment, if someone performs an endoscopic technique, it can be seen that he is losing his powers very quickly.

But Lin Xuan ignored it, whether the spell, or the action on his hand, became more and more urgent.

“Duh!”

That's it, past a tea kung fu.

Lin Xuan suddenly raised his right hand and headed toward the forward sickness point.

With this action, Lin Xuan's face suddenly became red as blood, and then he opened his mouth and sprayed a sperm of blood.

Next, a "bang” went into his ear, and an incredible scene happened in front of him.

The sperm blood just came out of its mouth and suddenly split, turning into nine, and the color of each one became different.

But like life, they weren't in the nine light balls before them.

Boom! Boom!

The thunderous thunderbolts came into my ear, and the nine light balls, they grew wild.

Double, double, in between moments, it actually got hundreds of times bigger.

If a monk were here, he'd be devastated.

Because what you see in front of you is no longer a light ball, but a peng, a roar, a spider, and a hundred headworms...

True Spirit!

Of course, it's not real, it's just hallucinations.

But forgive me, the pressure emanating from each head is still no less than that of a Fencing Immortal.

Lin Xuan's face revealed a hint of joy.

Fortunately, this stationary chamber of your choice has been arranged with space-like arrays, otherwise it will never fit in front of you.

Lin Xuan was not surprised in the face of the fierce spirit of the Nine Heads.

Without curiosity, the Nine-headed True Spirit is extracted from the true blood of the Nine Holy Spirits.

This wine is truly a monster, as the other side has said.

It's just that ordinary fairy fixers can't bear it.

It is not too much to say that nothing can be done, but for Lin Xuan, it is a rare opportunity.

That's right, a great opportunity!

After all, these nine kinds of true spirits are nowhere to be buried by true spirits.

Blending them together and refining them with the true spirit of Mojo will naturally have immense benefits for you.

It was only three days, some too hasty, but Lin Xuan had no choice, and the spirit must be refined as soon as possible, so he didn't say a word and came to Yingxian Palace and closed it directly.

And all this, the dragon name is not known to the teenager.

But he has always been relieved and admired by Lin Xuan, so even if he was confused, he had no complaints. Instead, he was very diligent and guarded outside Lin Xuan's closed quiet room.

So, three days went by.

Strong people from all sides have gathered here, and the spectacular Immortal League Congress is finally about to convene.

Looking at the time approaching step by step, Lin Xuan had no intention of leaving the gate. The dragon surname was a young man rushing like an ant on a hot pot.

Walk back and forth in front of the quiet room door, and there will be no time to delay.

I dare not disturb you.

Does God know why Brother Lin was shut down? Is this a critical moment?

It's too dangerous to disturb him.

I don't know if it will cost Master Lin any good.

But what if I don't tell you? What if I delay the Fairy League Congress?

At one time, the dragon named teenager faced a difficult choice. I have no idea what to do at this moment?

“Yongdaoyou, why are you still here, Senior Lin? ”

The finely shattered footsteps go into the ears, and the cloudy shadow goes into the curtains, and the face is full of surprises.

Why are you still here when the Fairy League is so important?

“Do you think, Brother Colin hasn't come out yet, still closed.” The face of the dragon named Juvenile is also shady to the extreme.