Tempered Immortal

The other party did this, so Lin Xuan was also clearly stunned.

Although he does not know the terrible things of the illusion of the sky, he does not hide the reason at the moment. He knows that he is a terrible existence of the late Tang Xuan, and dares to accept the magical fire with bare hands and use the big to describe it. Not too much.

He dares to do that. It seems that he has certain confidence and confidence in his own magical powers.

Braun magic fire?

interesting!

Let yourself give it a try.

Lin Xuan raised his right hand, and the mana broke into the embankment like a river, and it continued to flow into the magical fire.

As soon as I heard it in my ear, the magical spirits slid and turned, and suddenly, the sound of the singer was loud, and it turned into dozens of soul birds wrapped in flames.

With one wing, it rushed to the front.

The Braun demon has a miniature pupil, and his hands dance like a butterfly. With his movements, the Braun fire turns into a honeycomb.

From the inside, pull out a poisonous snake that slams the core.

The surface of the teeth is much colder, and the number is more than doubled.

Afterwards, all kinds of spirits were intertwined, and the battle between the two sides was together.

However, when Pu Yi came into contact, the magic snakes fell into the wind, as if they had met the natural enemies, and the spirit birds that had been transformed by the magical fires swallowed them in their stomachs.

"No... impossible!"

The Braun deity has widened his eyes, and even his body has shivered a little. His own magical powers are in his heart. He never thought about defeating the late Mozu in the late Tang Xuan.

However, this Bailing Magic Fire is the secret technique of the bottom of his pressure box. It is reasonable to say that even if it is a late existence, he will not be negligent. How can it be easily broken?

There was no time for him to think about it. Lin Xuan’s sleeves shook and only heard the sound of the thorns. Hundreds of flaming swords rushed out from the sleeves. In the blink of an eye, they blocked the entire sky and went straight to the opponent. And go.

Jianguang's idling speed is extremely fast, and the two people are only a distance of more than ten feet. In an instant, they are in front of the Bailing Devil.

"Do not……"

The snoring of the old monster's fear came into the ear, but the evasion was too late, and Fang Yuanmu was involved. In addition to him, dozens of Mozu monks were also smashed and pond fish.

In an instant, blood and rain are all over the sky. Under this terrible sword light, all the demons that have been involved are smashed into powder, and even the gods have not had time to escape.

The two martial art monks were watching, but the matter was not over. Lin Xuan’s eyes were in silver, and then turned to the left side like the left side.

The description just described is actually not accurate. Although Jianguang is terrible, there is still one that misses the net.

Sure enough, space fluctuations together, a lot of magical collection, the Braun demon appeared there.

It’s just that compared with just now, the whole person’s breath is gray and extremely broken, and it’s broken.

"Hey, you can rob the Dafa and use your arm to help you block the robbery, but then how is it, now that you have burned out the lights, and what secrets are available, you can’t make another arm. The avatar is over."

Lin Xuan's sneer voice came into the ear, the voice did not fall, Jianguang was big, and swept away toward the other side.

"Damn, this magic deity fights with you."

The Braun demon has nowhere to hide, the voice is full of grievances, and then the magical turmoil, there is still a faint black mans flashing, it seems that the treasure is sacrificed, and the suffocating and the sword and the fire are together.

However, when the two sides touched each other, the magic gas was obviously invincible, as if they met with the nemesis, and they quickly collapsed and disappeared. Those few magic treasures couldn’t even have the power to play, and they were smashed by Jianguang and turned into the iron.

"Do not kill me!"

The face of the Braun demon is full of fear. He has no time to escape from the spell. However, there is no use for mercy. Lin Xuan simply ignores it.

This time, he was no longer able to cast a martial art, and he was quickly smashed by a sword.

This process of rabbits has fallen, and before and after the fight, but the interest of a few interest, Lin Xuan can say, raised his hand, it killed a hole in the ancient mysterious.

"Giggle..."

The face of the monk is full of fear, and they still have the absolute upper hand. They never dreamed of encountering such a change.

Is it a nightmare? The elders of the elders are actually solved in one face.

The ancient devil is not wrong, but the psychological endurance is limited.

At this moment, the monks of the Devil's Gate have no war.

On the contrary, the sinister life, the disciples of Xian Lingzong, the morale of the spurt, the change, the original situation, the moment has reversed.

The defeat is like a mountain!

It is no exaggeration to use this sentence to describe it, because the elders of the elders are degraded, and the monks of the Devil's Gate have no heads, and soon they are scattered and scattered.

Xian Yunzong’s downtime was lifted.

The monks of the martial art are naturally surprised to the point where they can't be added.

Tracing back to the source, Lin Xuan will change their destiny.

Therefore, when the battle ended, in addition to leaving a few disciples to clean the battlefield, the others gathered in front of Lin Xuan.

The black pressure collapsed: "Thank you for the great morals of the predecessors. I don’t want to forget the feelings of helping the hands. If there is any command, the disciples will go to the fire..."

The man who said this was the middle-aged demon who had a big face and a big face. Next to him, he stood in the fat old demon and the palace costume woman. These three devils were repaired in the late period of the clutch and were the whole fairy. The highest fighting power of Yunzong.

"In the past, your hanging lamp friends have had a favor for Lin. I did this, but it was a resounding blame." Lin Xuan still said in the letter: "Okay, this is a matter, Lin Someone also said goodbye."

"Predecessors are slow, and the younger generation still has a ruthless invitation. I don't know if it is inappropriate." The middle-aged ancient demon was busy with Lin Xuan, and his face was full of respectful colors.

"I don't care, this is interesting, no problem, you can listen to it." Lin Xuan stopped and said plainly.

"Before this, the younger generation wants to ask you a question first. I don't know which elders of the predecessors are the ones who sent me the identity, and will reward the seniors of the predecessors in the future."

"Reward, no need, Lin is a scattered one, and will not meet with you later or two." Lin Xuan heart is happy, the surface is still calm.

"Distro!"

The three ancient devils of Xianyunzong looked at each other with a look of surprise and joy.

"I don't know that my predecessors can be interested in joining the martial art. After all, there are many inconveniences in dispersal. The power of the predecessors exists. If everything is going to happen, then it is not necessary to delay cultivation. Some small things like searching for treasures and inquiring about the news can be done. Let the following disciples do it... The middle-aged Mozu is very enthusiastic to introduce.

"Oh?"

Lin Xuan smiled, his eyes swept across the faces of the three people, as if they had seen their thoughts, and then slowly opened their mouths: "If there is anything in the Taoist friend, it is clear that there is no need to turn around and smack, is it that you want Lin to join you? Yunzong?"

"Oh, let the seniors laugh, the younger generations have such intentions." The middle-aged Mozu had a hint of sorrow on his face, and then his expression became very sincere: "I must know the predecessors, including the hanging lights. The two elders of the door, including the uncle, have fallen, otherwise they will not let the magical door of the district bully come to the door."

"This Lin knows naturally, but what does it have to do with me?"

"Of course, it has a lot to do. The younger generation has just said that although the supernatural powers of the predecessors are mysterious, but one person is still weak in the cultivation of the immortal world, things must be kissed, if they join the sects..."

"How can I join Xianyunzong?"

Lin Xuan’s attitude made the Mozu monks on the scene more and more happy. The other party did not refuse. It is obvious that it is possible to agree, and they must grasp the opportunity.

When I think of it, the expression of the middle-aged Mozu is more and more fierce: "Predecessors can rest assured that if you join the sect, you will immediately become an elder-like existence. You usually do not need to do any customs, but only need to be deterrent. Existence is enough, and in return, every year, we will offer you a lot of magic stones and rare materials. Of course, if you have any needs, this disciple is within the scope of ability, it will not If you shirk, you must go all out and complete your instructions."

“Only as a deterrent existence?”

"Yes, I don't know what the predecessors want. I believe that this choice is absolutely beneficial to you."

"Yeah, seniors, just be our elders!"

"The strength of this door is not very good, but it can bring you a lot of convenience."

A variety of voices were introduced into the ears, and the demon monks present in the scene pleaded. After this battle, they became more and more aware that it was important to have a powerful monk sitting in the door.

At this time, these unruly ancient devils, one by one are looking forward to Lin Xuan's reply.

"Well, after doing such a long time of disrepair, Lin really needs a place to settle down. It is only a deterrent existence. It is the choice of the two benefits. Lin promised you."

"Thank you for your predecessors... Oh, no, thank you Master Shu."

The middle-aged Mozu was overjoyed and went on with other disciples.

"The disciple will let you take you back to the rudder, and we have to stay here and clean up the battlefield."

Then he turned his head: "Magic, this will take the uncle back."

"it is good.

The female devil wearing a black palace costume nodded: "Uncle Shi, please follow me."

The two of them showed their magical powers and turned into different colors of the rainbow. They flew like the depths of the mountains. When the two figures were hidden in the mountains, the fat old man was gently opening: "Brother, Let's do this, no problem, let a person who doesn't know the details, come to be an elder?"

"Second teacher, you are cautious, but it is easy to think too much. If it is not Lin's predecessors today, this door has already been wiped out. The other party is a sacred sacred cultivator. Is there any good idea to come to this door? ”

"This is true, can..."

"Okay, don't think about it, this door really needs a monk in the town, and the younger brother, I warn you, don't make extra money."