Tempered Immortal

Before that, he had killed and killed the life of the snake, but even if the snake is the ancestor of the true devil, there is no trick, compared with the front.

No, it is not incomparable, but it is far from being.

The power of each bone spur can be compared with the congenital Lingbao. At this moment, the number of bone spurs is many, and there are dozens of spurs. For example, every genus can ignite different laws of the heavens and the earth. The subtlety of the subtlety is hard to say, and it is blameless that this space is not allowed, and it is almost unbearable.

Lin Xuan’s face is ugly.

Chaos is even more terrible than what I imagined.

Not to mention that today's self has not yet penetrated the field, even if the top three elites in the three worlds are easy to get along with themselves, I am afraid that few of them can retreat.

This sounds outrageous, but there is no exaggeration.

Today, he is equivalent to facing more than ten pieces of congenital Lingbao's pincers, which has greatly exceeded Lin Xuan's ability to withstand, and perhaps only the stunned Yutong Fairy.

Is this time, I really want to fall?

Lin Xuan has been desperate.

My own magical powers are most clear to myself. Although there are many far superior to the same level, there is no such thing as going back to heaven.

Annoyed, depressed, wronged...

But Lin Xuan naturally can't sit still.

Even if you know that it is a dead end, you have to fight. At this time, Wulong is the only thing you rely on.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and wanted to mobilize the five dragons in the body... No, it was more suitable to say that Bailing was made at this time, but Lin Xuan’s face was white.

There was nothing in the reaction of Braun. It was like a dead object.

Could it be that……

Lin Xuan’s heart has a hint of faintness. Just now, the two big Yuan Ying’s promotion together has already caused Bai Lingyin to exhaust the accumulated power. At this moment, it is necessary to recuperate.

It’s really a leak in the house.

Lin Xuan was angry and anxious, and even had no time to sigh.

The biggest reliance is of no use, and it is only hoped that it will be a real sword.

Although Lin Xuan is also clear. In the face of such a fierce attack, the most spiritual swordsmanship is mostly back to the sky, but it is good to block a little.

Thoughts turned around in my mind, Lin Xuan started.

"broken!"

With a big drink, Lin Xuan pointed out before the point, and the nine hundred and ninety-one handle swords were aggregated in different directions.

It is simple and simple, and the last thing left is only nine swords.

The lengths are different, the styles are different, and the spiritual attributes that are emitted are also very different.

The Nine Palaces are a must, as the name suggests. Originally represented the golden wood water and fire, wind and lightning and illusion, at this moment, but it is reduced to the most basic form.

At the same time, among the dantians of Lin Xuan, the two Yuan Ying's eyes are dignified and suspended. As for the true spirit, Dan is crazy and abnormally rotated.

Five-color variegated, nearly one hundred kinds of real spirits appear one by one.

Most of them are passing by. But there are nine of them. Not only are there no silences, but they are becoming more and more clear.

Phoenix, Real Dragon, Peacock, Dapeng, Suzaku, Jinwu, Qilin, and White Tiger. As for the nine-headed birds, of course, they are also indispensable.

Lin Xuan raised his head, and a scream in his mouth rushed straight into the sky. At the same time, raise your right hand and cover it with the sky.

With the movement of Lin Xuan, those true spirits were disappeared by Lin Xuan’s Dantian.

next moment. Appeared over the top of the head.

Nine strong breaths spread out.

The Jiugong Shoujian sword began to be harmonious, and the spirits were shining, and then the nine true spirits were rushed to the swords of different styles.

Integrate with each other.

The original illusion was turned into a substance.

Really spiritual sword!

Lin Xuan uses the magical powers to come out.

The nine-headed true spirit surrounds his side, and at this time, those blood-red spurs are close at hand.

Without Lin Xuan's manipulation and swearing, the nine heads of true spirits raised their heads and they had an amazing momentum.

Almost every head, no one in the late stage of the robbery.

The power of the real spirited sword is astounding, but the sound of Wenfeng Minglong’s voice is heard in the ear, and the phoenix and the real dragon are rushing toward the oncoming bone spur.

The brave is fearless!

The posture of the phoenix is ​​noble and extreme.

One of the two wings ignited the flames of the sky, accompanied by the phoenixes of the sorghum, and the flames converge toward the left and right.

Then two flame dragons came out.

Each diameter has a hundred feet, and even the ground is grounded.

Such an attack is the ancestor of the true devil, and is not willing to straighten its front.

However, the spurs of the spurs, the power of each root is as different as the congenital spirit treasure, but the suffocation between heaven and earth.

The spurs in front of the Phoenix are just two of them.

Under a little collision, it turned into a huge whirlpool.

The vortex is blood red, and the diameter is also a hundred feet. At first glance, it is not at the bottom, as if the mind of a person can be attracted.

Then he whispered, and the creaking sound was transmitted to the ear, from which several mountain-sized evil spirits heads flew out, his mouth chewed and his mouth squirted.

In an instant, I will fight with the flame tornado, regardless of the outcome.

On the other hand, the situation of the real dragon is also different.

I saw a real dragon tail and a phantom of layers of mountains emerged.

Then the peaks were turned into great things, and they were so powerful that they saw the peaks of the high mountains falling from the top of the head.

This time, it has three bone blades.

In the face of the majestic mountains, those bones fell to the ground, and instantly took root, and they grew into a long-lasting tree that looked like a forest.

And this is not over yet.

A thick rattan cane is stretched out from the surface of the big tree. It is like a tentacle dance, and then it is tied together, and it turns into a layer of large net.

The mountain peaks are covered, and the layers are wrapped. The rattan keeps shrinking. It seems that you want to completely ban the mountain.

Then the extra cane was like a twisting demon snake, and a swarm of bees entangled like a real dragon.

"expensive!"

The dragon humming sound is passed into the ear.

Although the real dragon in front of him is not a real thing, but it is changed by the Jiugong Shoujian sword, but because of the blood, it is also proud of having a real dragon.

In the face of the countless rattan, its eyes are full of anger.

Two claws danced, and suddenly there were dense golden claws coming out, tearing the void and fighting with the cane.

At one time, the sound of the bursting sound was loud, and the golden light was intertwined in the void, which was difficult to win.

The dragon is powerful, the phoenix is ​​not weak, and the rest of the true spirit is not so lucky.

In the face of those **** red bone thorns that are comparable to the innate Lingbao, they are almost outnumbered, showing the defeat of the wolf.

Lin Xuan’s face is ugly, but this is just a short break. Do you really want to fall here? (To be continued.)