Tempered Immortal

Strong enemies!

They have a common understanding in their hearts.

Then what happens next is self-evident.

As the saying goes, the first one is stronger, then the other one suffers.

Lin Xuan was never a rules-based immortal. As for the real dragon... do you think this guy would be ashamed of fighting more and less?

The answer is naturally no.

So the next scene is very predictable.

After seeing Lin Xuan's hands tremble slightly, it seems that his shoulders are only slightly moving. Apart from that, there is no excess movement, but the whole sky is immediately like magic, filled with the sword from the bees.

Rain falls, brilliant swordsmanship, tens of thousands, loud as the Mo Yu whistles away.

Such a magnificent attack, yet all the swordsmanship, to be orderly, seemed to imply some kind of heavenly and earth law, yet the specifics were unclear.

Side by side, the Eight-Tailed Fairy Fox looked stuck.

Is this really the existence of the lower realm, so powerful, although there is no way to compare it to the true fairy, there will also be a place in the fairy realm.

The sword is snowy and sharp.

Yet Mu Yu's face had no fear.

I saw him lift his right hand and point it at one of the magic treasures in front of him.

Suddenly, the purple mirror glow, the purple glow, dyed the sky with a layer of elegant color.

Almost simultaneously, void fluctuations erupted.

A giant purple diamond mirror appeared in sight.

In the mirror, the image of the sword light is reflected.

The next moment, the equally sharp crackling sound enters the ear, but it is a myriad of purple glow, coming out of the diamond mirror.

Look closely, these purple lights, turns out to be a sword of sorts.

Unlike the sword of the Nine Palaces, the only difference is the colour.

This seems to have been copied.

Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed, almost instantly, to arrive at this speculation.

After all, his experience in fighting is extraordinary.

But it doesn't really matter anymore.

Even if we figure it out, is there any chance of a change at this point in time?

For a while, dazzling dances can be seen all over the sky. Tinker Bell's voice is loud. Silver and purple light chases each other in the middle of the sky, but the result of the battle is undefeated.

What a terrible treasure it reproduces as if it were different from the sword of the Nine Palaces.

Lin Xuan's face revealed a horrible colour.

But there is no ambiguity.

Where the mind moves, the glorious sword has disappeared.

It's like everything was just illusion.

Yet he reached for the void.

As Lin Xuan moves.

Silver bright, a sword of fairy time emerged from his fingers, thin as a cicada wings, glancing at it, actually translucent.

The sword seemed fragile, but it had the power of a palpitating law.

Yes, the law of heaven and earth, Lin Xuan cannot penetrate the law of heaven and earth in the fairy domain, but the sword of the Nine Palaces is not a mortal thing, it is very close to the legendary Immortal Palace wonder.

It itself has the power of the law, at a time when it is in complete harmony with the spiritual spirit of the heavens, and it plays a more powerful role in the spiritual realm.

So, but seeing Lin Xuan's right hand gently wave down, the split face has an unusual sword, and the cloud clouds cover the day, the noise is huge.

But at a glance, it quickly disappeared, and all the swordsight, as if it had been compressed together, turned into a thin filament.

In a flash.

In the meantime, he crossed the distance of a hundred people, along the way, purple swordsmanship, like paper paste, was destroyed and decayed by seven hundred and eight.

So what if you can copy some of Lin's magical talents? This time, do you have time to react?

Lin Xuan's mouth revealed a slight mockery, and then he heard a prick in his ear. The thin filament had hit the purple rhombus mirror in front of him.

Still, it's broken bamboo.

The purple prism may be a good treasure, but the defense is by no means its director.

Along with the stabbing sound loud, numerous cracks emerged, and the purple light dissipated into dots in the void.

“Pfft...”

In the distance, Mu Yu's mouth was sprayed with blood, his face was full of rage, and he never dreamed that he would be hurt by a little ant.

“I will purify your soul! ”

With hysterical sounds coming into the ear.

Mo Yu reached out his hand and bounced towards the front. Suddenly, the bronze furnace rose with a hint of immortality.

The fairy qi was only a glimmer, but it spread towards the surrounding area.

Then the pavilion pavilion, False Mountain Falls, a magnificent landscape in the eye curtain, is like the legendary Immortal Palace.

Beautiful, but soon, those mountain trees, all turned into monsters like themselves.

Some of these monsters are as big as mountains, and whistling between them can shake mountains and some are as small as mosquitoes, but they act like winds, and so do the gods.

Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed, confirming from the first moment that this was not an illusion.

In the blink of an eye, a monster the size of a mountain, shaped like a tiger, had fallen to the remainder of his body, before he could sacrifice the treasure, Lin Xuan punched out.

Perhaps slightly weaker, but also neat.

Boom!

The tiger was smashed through his head and turned into a rock that fell.

But in the process of falling, those rocks turned into python snakes.

The cochlear spits seem to be wrapped in a stack of Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan's sleeve robe shook, and countless silver swordsilks burst out from where he stood and lasered across the sky.

Then, the python was all pierced through his head.

But they still hadn't fallen, and their tails swung, and each python turned into a hundred and ten moths, paving the ground towards Lin Xuan.

Kill and kill, these guys seem to have infinite change.

The sword of the Nine Palaces can only be fatigued. Lin Xuan's left hand came out with a trick, and suddenly the purple light came out, and a fine circular ring appeared in the curtain.

Styling is ancient.

Along with the sound of clarity, a fine primal divine bird flew out of it.

With wings flashing, it is the flame of the sky.

In an instant, the sky turns purple, the fire of the Red Lotus, and legend has it that it can burn everything in the world.

So what if you just burn the fire to ashes?

This peacock ring is not innate, but it also has a different power.

In terms of power, it doesn't necessarily beat the bronze furnace, but as the saying goes, the bright water points tofu, one thing goes down, and its magic has just the effect of restraint on this treasure.

“Pfft...”

Mu Yu's blood erupted again, looking at Lin Xuan's face full of resentment.

But Lin Xuan is also not well. The rabbits of the first few opponents have fallen. However, the danger is really small. Don't look at yourself as a superior. In fact, the victories and losses are all on the line.

We had some luck winning, but soon Lin Xuan came up with another question. Where is the real Dragon?