Tempered Immortal

Though he defeated his strong enemies, his own situation was also very unfavourable.

After all, the real fairy is not good enough to cause trouble. The price paid for this is not small. It is not wrong to say that killing one thousand enemies and self-inflicting damage is 800.

There are numerous wounds, large and small, all over the body.

The breath has fallen by more than half.

But in his eyes, the fierce light still shines, and the fame of the Dragon King is truly extraordinary.

“Well, that's true, too. ”

He was covered in deep magic, large and small wounds, all foamed up and quickly healed.

But what if it can go back to normal?

That's just superficial kung fu, the power consumed and the energy lost, how can it be compensated so quickly?

The Dragon King was ready to leave after harvesting some real fairy treasures.

However, his eyebrows suddenly frowned, turning his head as if he had found something: “Who is hiding there? Get the king out! ”

“Daoyou's mind is really good. As soon as the battle ended, he found Lin here.” The sound of a smile entered the ear, the voice had just fallen, a light point appeared in the distance, flashed a few times, and came in front of it, it was Lin Xuan.

“It's you!”

The Dragon King's eyes squinted and his face showed some vigilance.

“What, you recognize me?” Lin Xuan really had an accident.

“Lin Boy, naturally I recognize, but this king is not as good as nothing.” The thunderous voice of the Dragon King enters the ear, but it's hard to hide the color inside.

After all, he is in a terrible situation.

“Lin knew you weren't good at it, so he never said he would fight you alone.” Lin Xuan had a narrow smile on his face.

“What, you still got company?” The Dragon King was shocked, looked around, but found nothing. He had to show his face what he didn't think was right: “The bluff, what an idiot, you think this king is frightened. ”

“Isn't it frightening, but do you think Lin would be interested in joking with you here? ”

Lin Xuan's faint voice came into his ear, but there was a murderous breath in it. His voice had not gone down. His sleeve robe trembled and his spirit flashed. What was reflected in the curtain was a sketch of a hole in the sky.

Xu slowly unfolded and the three young girls walked out of the room lightly.

Short and tall, they look different, but each one is the color of the sky.

The look on the face of the Dragon King has become more gloomy.

He is also a fairy practitioner through the hundreds of wars. Naturally, he can see at first glance what is unusual about the three women.

The phantom moon moth, and it's still late in the ferry!

You know, all things can be practiced by fairies, but the cultivation of strange worms is extremely difficult.

However, although progress has been slow, strength far outweighs that of a fellow fairy practitioner. One can imagine how difficult this phantom moon moth is.

And the woman next to her, she had a very pure demon of chaos, hidden and true spirit.

Though there are many kinds of true spirits, there are a handful that can change the adult form.

Then her identity is also very speculative.

And that little birdie woman, who looks the prettiest of the three, although only in the middle of the ferry, gave him a very difficult feeling.

The Dragon King's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.

Each of these young men and women is a strong enemy. Even when his powers are full, it is not easy to get surrounded and want to retreat, not to mention that he has few powers left...

It's not wrong to say that he's going to die here today?

His heart was frightened, but the expression on his face grew stronger.

After all, begging for forgiveness is useless. Since this war cannot be avoided, let's start with a strong one and see if we can gain some chance for ourselves.

With that in mind, he opened his mouth and a black light wave sprayed out of the vast mouth of the blood basin.

Such an attack seemed ordinary, but the light wave slipped away from the mouth and turned into a centipede with a long ruler.

With wings on his back, he emitted two distinct scents of ice and fire, paving the ground and whistling towards Lin Xuan and the Third Lady.

Midway, the centipede opener, the "mumbling” sound into the ear, but the ice needle and fire were fired separately, it seemed like a very small noise. Although the Dragon King was about to run out of oil, this hand was still remarkable.

Lin Xuan sighed and was about to festive the Nine Palaces Sword. A smile came into her ear, but the lady grabbed it in front of her.

Her delicate body was slightly blurred, and the thunderbolt came into her ear, revealing its original form.

No, not to reveal the original shape, but to become King Peacock.

Though not as big as Peng, it also differs from Phoenix as if it had a luscious aura of sophistication to the extreme.

The length of the body trembled and the light of the five colors rolled out. The past, whether the ice needle or the fire arrow, was useless, and became void with the weather.

The eyes of the flying centipede also show horror.

It then fell from the sky as well.

“Peacock, you're the King of Peacock. Impossible! ”

The eyes of the Dragon King were stunned. The Peacock King had fallen before ancient times. How could he be resurrected? Today, however, there is no place to give him more time to think.

As Lin Xuan said, this is not a one-on-one battle. Extraterritorial demons are extremely evil. What other rules are needed for them?

Downhole stone, of course.

Lin Xuan raised his Nine Palaces Sword Festival.

Moon's jade hand flashed, and Xuanyin treasure box also changed into a curved knife shape treasure.

Of course, Butterfly will not be idle, perform illusions, do not seek to injure enemies, but please disturb each other's attention.

After all, her teammates are good, and the smartest thing he can do in this situation is to supplement the battle.

Lin Xuan did nothing to retain them, and so did Moon, so that the Dragon King could become a living creature.

Blood came out, and all the angles of his escape were swordlit.

Almost as soon as the professor arrived, his life was on the line.

……

At the same time, the distance is unknown.

The sound of rumbling continues to spread to the ears, and Ice and Too White Sword Immortals are at war. The two are fighting like fire, and it is difficult to tell the difference between victory and weakness at one time.

Ice beauty has no expression on its face, like a cold ice that can't even be melted, but the fairy with the white sword is a little angry, he is one of the most powerful of the true fairies.

Except for Lord Daozhu, no one has ever felt comfortable. He was looking for ice cubes. He wanted cat mice. I didn't expect people to be worse than God. Over the years, he has made progress, but the ice cubes far surpassed the ancient times. He can't help himself with her.

Scared and angry!

There was even some regret in my heart, but it was too shameless to retreat like this.