Tempered Immortal

Chapter VII Chapter Accidental Breaking the Balance

It is really unexpected that such a change happened at the fair.

However, several law enforcement envoys headed by the White Deer Boys have been silently silent. In fact, it is not surprising that they are carefully thought about.

Although the dignity of the Lushan Conference should be maintained, it is obviously not a smart choice to deal with the late monks.

What's more, even if there is something wrong with Huang Meizhen, everyone can't stand on the side of the poisonous king.

Weighing the pros and cons, it’s still a good deal to sit on the mountain.

Even law enforcement has embraced this kind of psychology, and other old monsters who come to participate in the transaction naturally do not stupidly break into the water.

One by one, to remain silent, and even to gloat in disasters, of course, more people are big and big, this level of fighting, can be met on weekdays, after watching, maybe you can benefit a lot, maybe I feel that I have broken through the bottleneck in cultivation.

Everyone has the idea of ​​everyone, and most of them focus on Lin Xuan. There are no more than a few. As the saying goes, the fire is taken from the chest. If Changsheng Dan has already reached the hands of Huang Mei’s real person or the poisonous king, they will naturally go out. The idea of ​​robbing, but now the situation has not had a chance to fish in the water...

Lin Xuan’s face is quiet, and in the dark, everyone’s expression is also in the eye.

Beware of the heart, now in the hearts of these people, I am afraid that I have already regarded myself as a toon, not only the long-lived Dan, the best spar, but also the old monsters are also coveted.

Originally, I was not safe from the trade fair, but now two old monsters have destroyed the rules, and others have been stimulated by greed.

It’s just a matter of mutual scruples, fearing that others will benefit, so they don’t do it. But how long can this short-term balance last?

Lin Xuan is not clear, but he has nothing to fear, and he also has a backhand, not as arbitrarily as these people imagined...

Hey, whoever laughs is the real winner.

Lin Xuan’s mouth sneaked in sarcasm, but soon, he put on a look of fear, timid and hiding in a remote corner on the left.

At this time, the two old monsters finally couldn't help but start to see the yellow eyebrows open their mouths, and the swordsmanship sprang out from his mouth.

Those swordsmanship is about a long time, exuding amazing spiritual power, and on the surface of Jianmang, there are many runes of bean-sized size that are constantly flowing, full of mysterious and simple atmosphere.

Lin Xuan counted a few, Jianguang has a total of forty-nine, the pressure of each of the roads is not lower than the top magic weapon driven by the ordinary Yuan Ying.

Lin Xuan’s heart is awkward, and the faces of other old monsters are also pale. The legend is always a legend. They have never seen the late monk’s shots of the Yuan Ying, and the description of the other gods is only from the classics...

To be fair, there are still some doubts, but now... it’s better to meet up, and there is no exaggeration in those books.

However, the poisonous king did not care, and a little low voice came out from the poison cloud: "Oh... there is progress, but unfortunately, I want to know what the king is?"

The voice did not fall, the poison cloud began to rush, and the rumbling rushed like a real eyebrow.

"disease!"

The yellow-browed real man rushed to the front of the sword and pointed a little, suddenly, like a blast, Jianmang crazy to the poison cloud.

At the first contact, the poison cloud was divided into sevens and eights. The monks were happy in their hearts. After all, everyone is a human race. They still hope that Huang Mei will win.

But soon, everyone couldn’t laugh because the poison clouds had recovered after a surge, and the attack was just in vain...

The real face of Huang Mei is sinking. This old demon is more difficult to deal with than the last time he saw it. He turned his hand and took out another magic weapon.

The two late monsters began to confront each other. It was only after the aftermath that a wave of whirlwinds was set off. Other monks could not help but retreat, fearing to be involved.

......

"what!"

Suddenly, a scream came to the ear: "Hehe... He is the fourth, do you dare to attack me?"

Lin Xuan looked back, but it was a mid-term monk's face like a white paper, his chest, a fist-sized blood hole.

Not far from his side, a short, mean-looking monk is surging in the mana, holding a **** dagger in his hand, his eyes full of hateful colors: "The surname Zhang, you stare at yourself I am repaired to be taller than me, and there is a spiral sect in the back, ruining the things of a certain lover, when you will endure being a king?"

"Here is the holy land of Lushan, do you dare to break the rules?"

"Oh, in order to be able to take revenge, He Moe does not care about the smoke, the rules are nothing, not to be destroyed by the two predecessors." The short-skilled monk laughed and raised his left hand, the dagger turned into a black light. The sly cockroaches turned to each other.

The surname of Zhang’s monk was penetrated, and at this moment, the mana could not be lifted at a moment, and he could only watch the black light flying like himself.

"Bold, give me a chance."

The white deer boy's face is gloomy, and the two late old monsters look at the mountain rules as nothing. He can only bite his teeth and endure it. It doesn't mean that all the cats and dogs can come here and arrogant.

"Yes!"

Several law enforcement officers of the condensate period immediately flew to the short monk.

It is good to be prepared for the fourth day. He and the surname Zhang are like the sea. They can be repaired as a force compared with the other side. It is far from being. When they come here, it is not for trading.

The safety of the Lushan Holy Land is well known. The enemy will definitely relax his vigilance here. He is trying to fight and kill the enemy.

Even if it is the same, what about it?

Seeing several law enforcement officers flew to themselves, he not only did not hide, but instead turned his body into a shocking rainbow, like the surname Zhang surpassed.

Several law enforcement officers were furious and chasing more and more quickly, but some people soon discovered that it was not appropriate. He said that his face is getting red and red, just like dropping blood.

So terrible spiritual fluctuations!

"No, he has to choose to blew himself!"

A hair-white law enforcement made a surprise scream, and under the guise of twilight, I wanted to leave, but it was too late.

A loud bang came, and he saw a bright red light, like being in warm water, then his consciousness was blurred, and he didn’t know anything...

Destroy the rules of the mountain, but it will be tempered by the spirits. It is better to go through the same pain than to experience it.

Originally, this was just an episode. It was not worth mentioning that several monks of the condensate period were dead. However, at this moment in the open space, the old geeks of the Yuan Ying period were all greedy, and their hearts were full of greed, but they kept each other’s scruples. Silent, but the balance is very fragile, like a string that is stretched.

No one knows when it will break, and the practice of He Laosi just broke this delicate balance. Some old unsettled monster suddenly thought that Lin Xuan had come over: "The kid, will grow up Dan give me!"