Tempered Immortal

The fourth hundred and sixty-three chapters of the bizarre fire

"Young Master, this is the poisonous flame recorded in the ancient fragments?"

Looking at the flame of the egg size in front of me, the eyes of the moon are full of curiosity. In addition to the strange color, this flame does not seem to have any amazing power.

"Yes, this is the bizarre fire."

Lin Xuan smiled and nodded, opened his mouth and took it into his abdomen.

"Yes..." The moon and the lips are slightly open, and the words are stopped.

"Stupid girl, what is hard to say to the young master, is it that it is not as magical as the legend?"

"Yeah." The moon nodded slightly with awkwardness.

"Oh, this is natural. I have refining a poisonous dan, adding it to the Dan fire. The power is naturally limited. Although I said that this secret method is not dangerous, it does not take long. I really thought that this kind of anti-theft can be successful in a few days?"

"Oh, it’s a little worried." Yue Er was embarrassed and spit out his tongue: "How long does it take?"

"The specifics are not easy to say, but at least the furnace must be completely refining, and it will be slightly small."

After Lin Xuan finished, he closed his eyes again.

When the moon smiled slightly, it would no longer bother, and it began to work hard.

......

Lin Xuan’s move naturally returns eyeliner to Cao Yue and Zhou Wei every day. The husband and wife are very upset, but after careful consideration, Zhou Yan reveals a trace of sarcasm.

This little lord is really a deep-minded person. Does he want to wait for himself to wait for his own flaws?

Zhou Wei thinks that he is not thinking that Lin Xuan is really practicing.

Since Lin Xuan came to the altar, the strange things that had stirred up people's hearts suddenly stopped abruptly, and the low-ranking monks were surprised and happy. Although some were unclear, they were greatly grateful to Lin Xuan.

In a blink of an eye, ten days passed, Lin Xuan’s attic was still closed, Zhou Wei was a little anxious, but still calm.

A month later, the situation was no different from before, and Zhou Wei began to be unable to sit still.

Two months later...

"Senior brother, we can't continue to wait like this. Although some mortals have been sent, but there is no flesh and soul of the monk, the repair of the sage can't be restored. There is no him to infuse us with magic, let alone practice the magic baby, I feel the body. Mana..."

"Hot blood is like boiling, as if you want to go into flames?" Zhou Wei's expression is gloomy, cold and cold.

"Brother, do you have it?" Cao Yue's face is even more ugly.

"Yeah." Zhou Hao nodded. "It seems that it can't be dragged anymore. No matter what medicine is sold in the little gourd, from tomorrow, we will follow the previous plan."

"In case it was discovered by him..." Cao Yue’s face showed a hint of worry.

"Which still manages a lot of this. At first I didn't want to be a stunned snake, but whoever let him stay here doesn't go away. If things really fail, they can't make a big deal to kill him."

"Killing Lin Xuan, brother, are you not afraid of Lingyaoshan to find us trouble?"

"Hey, Lin Xuan is a small door owner, but after all, it is a depression area. The power of Lingyao Mountain is no bigger, and it is beyond the reach of the people. Moreover, at that time, the sages have also recovered, and with his supernatural powers, it is the devil. It must be inferior. With him as a backing, why should we be afraid of Lingyao Mountain?" Zhou Wei obviously has his own plan: "When our husband and wife become a magical baby, naturally they will be more comfortable."

Seeing her husband talking about the back, it was already a brow and a dance. Cao Yue felt that there was something wrong with it. Besides, she couldn’t think of another way. She had to sigh and be acquiescence.

Thus, after Lin Xuan retired for 60 days, the Lingyao Mountain Altar, which had gradually recovered its vitality, was once again shrouded in terror.

One night, two foreign ministers who watched the night were inexplicably missing.

The next day, three lower-level disciples of the ingenuity period were sucked into corpses in their own rooms. Not only did the blood flow out, but even the souls were taken away by some kind of sorcerer.

Everyone was amazed, and the two elders of the condensate period were "shocked and angry". After searching for it, they still had the same results as before.

Only disciples can not be ordered to go out at will.

On the third day, however, even more terrible things happened. Not only the lower-level disciples, but the unknown monsters actually extended the claws to the high-ranking monks. The three uncles who built the base period were also poisoned, and the soul was taken away. The body was like a beast.

Fear is like a plague, and it begins to spread in the altar...

And a barren hill about a few miles away from here.

This mountain is not born, it seems dead, and there is a cave in the unobtrusive location of the mountain, the hole is small, but the inside is very spacious, more than a thousand feet wide.

"Supreme, you need a monk blood sacrifice, my husband brought him here, why do you send a avatar, go out and kill, it is too conspicuous, it used to be irrelevant, but now Lin Xuan came here..." Although Zhou Wei’s expression is respectful, the tone is a bit dissatisfied.

In front of him, is a huge monster, half-human and half-beast, vicious, just like the evil spirits of the ancient times, it is the blood demon sage.

Compared with the time when it came out from the seal, this old monster has a lot of temperament, and the body is no longer so dry. However, if you want to return to the peak period, you need a lot of blood.

"Hey, what do you know, bringing the sacrifices here, it’s really simple and unobtrusive, but the effect of the blood sacrifice is half the effort."

“Why?” Zhou Yan’s brow wrinkled and his face was puzzled.

"Oh, since it is a blood sacrifice, naturally it has its rules. Do you think that light is the soul and flesh and blood of the monks? If you say that you don't understand, in short, this is a step that cannot be omitted."

Zhou Wei and Cao Yue face each other, the magical skills cultivated by this old monster is really strange.

"Well, don't say more." The blood-deviled brow wrinkled and then eased down: "The old man knows that it has caused you a lot of trouble, but I will compensate you both."

Speaking of this, from his body, there are countless magic fog ghosts, Zhou Wei and Cao Yue met, but not shocked, and soon, the two were enveloped by the magic fog, looking from afar, It looks like two huge black cocoons.

Lin Xuan finally completed his own cultivation and spread his hand. It is still a group of egg-sized flames. However, compared with the light green at the beginning, the color of the flame at this moment is much deeper. This is true. The illusion of fire.

Of course, it’s just a little bit small.

However, Lin Xuan has been very satisfied, which is much less than the time he originally expected to refine the complete furnace poisonous Dan. After all, compared with the first one when refining and chemical integration, the proficiency is no longer the same.

Although it is only Xiaocheng, Lin Xuan believes that its power is not under the fire of the old monsters, even because of the attribute, it has to win, and he finally has his own killer.