Tempered Immortal

Lose all the carelessly.

As a result, the top strong people who still stay outside can't help but look at the edge. They are just reluctant to be first class, intending to leave behind to see the situation before deciding, dreaming that this is not what happened, but waiting for such a result.

Depression is unspeakable and remorse is like a snake.

But naturally they won't give up on that.

If the arc had disappeared, they would have nothing but regret, but now, it's just a reduction in size, and there should be an opportunity for reason.

But that's true, but they're still useless, and this weird arc of light is a lot harder to haunt than you think.

Nearly every strong man's face shows a color of defilement, he is foolish and waits for something. He knows that this matter is not small, but if the light arc comes in as soon as it appears, there will be no such defilement.

Unfortunately, what about regret? It's no use being depressed.

To miss is to miss.

Of course, no one is willing to leave anything.

Who knew there had to be no turnaround?

Don't tell me they'll be waiting for this soon.

“Psst...”

From that arc, some ordinary stones flew out.

Dark, not eye-catching.

Size differs from fist as if it does not contain any kinetic fluctuations, just like a regular stone.

Nobody cares, but there's a lot that can be done. After all, it's flying out of this arc. What good is it in case?

That's what they think.

However, a staring scene ensued, and no one with the power of such a stone felt any effect of exclusion and entered the arc smoothly.

The rest of them rejoiced and rushed past like black stones they had ignored.

If you get the treasure, you don't get it, but you're angry. There's not enough porridge in the monk. What should we do?

First come, first served?

Hey, hey, the fairy world won't say that, on the contrary, there is a weak meat predator, strength is the key factor that determines everything, since the number of black stones is not enough for one per person, then force is inevitable.

As a result, there were countless bloody storms.

Those who moved slightly slowly, or because of luck, for example, far away from the stone, but did not get the power, consecrated their treasures.

Of course, it's not random, this persimmon, it's definitely a soft pinch.

But in any case, the sound of the roar began to come into the ears, and the spiritual light began to shine, and Pharaoh of all shapes began to fly and dance, so quickly brought up the bloody rain, and the power to grab the stone poured into the arc of light.

The heavens and the earth tremble for it.

After all, most of the people gathered here are more than ferries, including the powerful from the 3,000 worlds, and of course, there are many people who see the arc of light and come and gather their livelihoods.

After all, this arc of light appears in a way that is too outrageous to attract numerous monks.

And this part of the population can be miserable. They can't be repaired. They are like ants in front of the top power of the 3,000 world. It can be said that there is no resistance at all. They are easily cleared. Only very few things happen sooner than they can escape.

The sky was dyed red.

And this is just the beginning.

The face of Qingyang people is full of ugly colors. He is the top strong man from Qingxuan Realm. He has been cultivated to the late stage of the ferry. This time, he came to Qingqiu Country in search of that line of hope of flying up.

Unfortunately, due to his ageing personality, the opportunity to enter the arc of light was missed at first, and later, because of his distance from the black stone, he was unable to grab it.

Depression is the only description.

He killed several immortals who didn't know they were alive. Still no gain. Shit. Do you really want to cross your arms with Cheng Immortal?

The expression on the face of Qingyang was extremely annoying.

Of course, he won't give up.

And just then, he saw a girl in black, wearing a veil, whose appearance could not be clearly seen, yet the light was a shadow, and it also gave rise to an astonishing beauty.

Of course, Qingyang people don't care about these, so what about the wonderful colored woman, in his eyes, is the same as the pink skull. What he cares about is the treasure in this woman's hand... the black stone.

As for this woman's cultivation, he did not care. He is one of the most powerful in the Qingxuan realm. There is nothing to be afraid of.

Think of it here, he flew over from behind.

“This fairy is slow. I want to talk to Daoyou about something. ”

He was kind enough to say that it was best to give in without a fight, but he didn't slow down, and if he didn't agree, he didn't mind what the spicy hand had destroyed. In short, he had to get the treasure in the other hand.

Yet the wonderfully shaped girl in black turned a blind eye and flew to the arc.

“I don't know! ”

Qingyang was furious and immediately turned his face. The sleeve robe threw away and two willow shaped flying knives flew out.

Like thunder and lightning, cut off like this woman's waist.

Avenue to Jane, this seemingly mediocre move actually contains the most profound laws of heaven and earth, enough to achieve a reversing effect.

He can't say that he's capable, but there's nothing left to do about it.

I'm about to get a knife or two watching this woman.

However, the girl's face remained unchanged, pointing forward.

This angle of timing was pinched just right, touching the arc of light that the Willow Leaf Flying Knife had.

And then there was this incredible scene.

This woman fisted empty-handed, the jade finger Ruolan, but was not cut by the flying knife. On the contrary, the surface of the flying knife appeared numerous fine cracks, which were then turned into fragments...

“It's impossible! ”

Qingyang people hardly believe their eyes.

The flying knife is not his natural treasure, but the power is not so small. How can it be so easily broken?

The woman seemed weak, but the flesh was practiced to such an extent.

His face showed great horror.

Knowing that he had provoked the immortals he should not have provoked, he hurried over and tried to escape.

But it's not that easy. The girl in black's face showed a little anger. “Buzz” came into her ear, all over her body, and a dark magic appeared.

The magic is deep to the extreme, very different from the ordinary magic, and very different from the true magic, but the purity is not inferior to the former, or even surpassed by jubilee.

Then she threw her robe, the black light glittered, nine dark swords emerged, clearly black, but much more beautiful than the stars in the sky, thin as cicada wings, actually translucent.

“Down!”

With the woman's whisper, the nine magic swords changed thousands of times, such as the light rain of cow hair, towards the people of Qingyang.

PS: I'm sure your friends have guessed the identity of this girl in black. Okay, so I won't play dumb mystery. Yes, she is the goddess of Heavenly Witches. She has been transformed into an extraterritorial goddess with more strength than ever before. Besides Lin Xuan, the goddess of Heavenly Witches is also a strong man with the sword of the Nine Palaces.