Tempered Immortal

"Threats to you, the Taoist friends are heavy, the old man knows that you are not irritating, but my spiritual family is not allowed to be handed. I mean, it is good for you to be good for me. Once you start, you can It’s hard to turn back the arrow."

The old man who was born in Tong Yanhe said slowly.

"Dao You's saying this, won my opinion, Lin did not want to be an enemy of the nobility, as long as the Taoist friend followed me back, everything is naturally a good discussion."

"Impossible, my spiritual saint, can never be a slave to others, that is, the resurrection of King Ashura, there is no room for negotiation." The ancestors of the spiritual family frowned, and opened their mouths.

Lin Xuan sighed and did not continue to persuade.

This is the end of the matter. It is no good to say that the cultivation of the fairyland is so **** and rainy. There is no use for the skin. In the final analysis, it is still necessary to see the true chapter under the hand.

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The two sides no longer say more, the atmosphere in the air seems to solidify at once.

Then I saw only a faint emptiness in the void, and all the low-level sects disappeared. They were just detached, and they couldn’t help in this level of fighting.

Lin Xuan looked in his eyes, but he turned a blind eye and had no extra movements. With his character, he did not like to hurt and innocent. Now it is just one-on-one, which is also called his own mind.

Lin Xuan sighed, his right hand lifted up, and his sleeves glanced lightly, and he saw a fiery red practising, swimming out of his sleeves.

Gently swaying, it turned into a few feet of long sword light, such as the thunder and lightning, smashing into the enemy's body.

This is not the nine palaces. It is another ancient treasure, Lin Xuan does this. Nor is it for Tibetan mastiffs, but to test the truth of the other side.

After all, although the spirits are famous, but the situation of each person is different, it cannot be generalized, so it is necessary to test it a little.

The old man of Tong Yanhe’s hair met, and his eyebrows were vertical. Stretching his hand in the back of the head, as his movements, several red lines rise from the back of the brain.

Lin Xuan’s eyes were slightly stunned, and he was only wrapped in red light. It was a treasure of a shape like a flying needle. Soon with his sword light fighting.

Two different red lights chase each other, but the result of the fight is not a winner!

Lin Xuan’s face is a bit ugly.

This time, although I have not fully tested the other side's reality, but one thing, it is certain. The depth of the method is not inferior to oneself, and even more than it is.

This is simply unbelievable.

My own situation is the most clear, Lin Xuan because of the special circumstances, the mana originally concentrated on the same level of cultivation. Later, he cultivated the second element of the baby and the demon, and the deep and powerful mana was far behind the existence of the same order.

Say a blunt language. His current strength is not to mention, the light theory and mana, is no less inferior to the general immortals in the late stage of the robbery, and even more than won.

And this old man is obviously only a cultivator in the middle of the robbery, but the mana is actually much deeper than himself. This is not incredible.

The ancient Ling family, it really is not the same.

Lin Xuan sighed, there is no such thing as a small look.

There is no advantage in mana, and that is only to find other means to achieve the victory.

The thoughts in my mind turned, but the sound of the air broke out in the ear. Lin Xuan raised his head, but the spiritual ancestors showed other tricks.

I saw him dancing in a big sleeve, a little starlight appeared in the void, as the stars were flashing, beautiful to the extent that they could not be added.

However, Lin Xuan can clearly see that the so-called starlight is a grain-sized ball.

On the surface of the ball, there are countless spikes that look sharp and sharp, and the shape is similar to the cactus that has been reduced by countless times.

What is this treasure?

Lin Xuan’s pupils were miniature, and the thoughts in their minds had not been turned. They heard the other party sipping lightly. Then, if they were fired by a strong bow, those thumb-sized beads with long tail flames, the face of the skull facing their own Shot over.

Looking from afar, it is like a meteor falling from the sky, beautiful to the extreme, but Lin Xuan did not dare to neglect, the body shape dripping, a Qingxia drifted out of his body.

A slight turn, actually turned into a hill-like behemoth, blocking in front of him.

The next moment, the rumbling rumbling sounds into the ears, but the beads are falling like a meteor, and the cockroaches are gone.

The volume of the two is disparity, but the power of the ball is outrageous, and the hills of Qingxia are blurred, but they are wiped out.

Lin Xuan frowned, but did not panic, his body flashed, has retreated to one side.

The power of the other's treasures, if it is outrageous, it is better to avoid its front.

Lin Xuan retired quickly, but the weird ball, but more flexible than imagined, a turning point, actually caught up.

The speed is so fast that it is close to the eye.

Lin Xuan’s expression changed, and he was planning to sacrifice the treasures of defense. It suddenly disappeared at a glance.

"This……"

Lin Xuan was so stunned that his experience of fighting the law was so rich that he was not expected to do so. Later, he found that the beads were distributed on the side of his body and he had surrounded himself from all sides.

Slightly blurred, the volume has become a hundred times larger.

Each bead is turned into a treasure in the shape of a mace, and the surface runes are thin, and the aura that radiates is different.

Jinmu Shuihuo, these mace sticks have included all five attributes.

Ancient treasures, and the number of them, are similar to their own Jiugong Shoujian swords, but they don't seem like a whole set of treasures.

Lin Xuan was secretly surprised, but these mace sticks were so strong that they smashed toward Lin Xuan.

"Hey!"

Lin Xuan had to point out before pointing out, but the sound of the Qing dynasty was loud, and in the end, the Jiugong Shoujian sword was sacrificed. For a time, the sword was arrogant, and the suffocating suffocation of the mace was also very fierce. Happy.

Of course, the means of the two will not stop here.

Come and not to indecent assault, Lin Xuan shoulders a shake, the void is blurred, a monster of the lion's body emerges, opened the blood basin, and rushed a light wave.

The surface of the light wave is also wrapped in a blue arc, and it is no small feat to see the power.

The ancestors of the Ling dynasty snorted, and the sleeves were smashed, and a bright knife smashed out.

Blocking the light wave, the rest is not resting, and continues to fly to the monster of the dagger.

Lin Xuan licked his mouth and secretly glimpsed.

The shape of the monster was blurred, but it disappeared from the air. As a result, the knife light naturally fell into the air, but in the next moment, there was a booming sound coming into the ear, and the giant claws of the captain were in the Lingzu ancestors. The top of the head emerged, and the five fingers shone with sharp brilliance, and a slap in the face caught him.

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