Tempered Immortal

Chapter 93—Lightning

The face of Qingling’s real person showed a dignified, terrible spiritual power. With him as the center, he expanded toward the surrounding area. A dark cloud appeared above the top of the three men. The dark clouds were dark as ink, and there was faint electric light inside. The stop flashed.

"Lightning!"

Lin Xuan’s face has become a bit ugly. This is a more advanced method than the palm of the hand. It can display it, and it shows the extraordinary skill of Huo Ling’s head.

After a sigh of relief, Lin Xuan took out the Bixue ring and threw it into the sky. The ring was originally only the size of the palm, but it swollen quickly, and dribbled on the top of Lin Xuan’s head, emitting a layer from the inside. The white light of the moon.

With the shield of this layer of the best spirits, Lin Xuan's body is just a ban on defense. There are as many as seven or eight, and the face of Qingling is changed. How come this kid's magic weapon?

Qin Lan saw the jade ring floating in the top of Lin Xuan's head, and his eyes flashed a trace of color. Then he smashed the sword and commanded the Qiu Shui sword, fighting with the magical power of Huo Ling's head, hoping to reduce Lin Xuan's side. pressure.

At the same time, so many treasures, if you change a monk of the same level, it is definitely very difficult, but Lin Xuan has more strength, for no reason. In the past year, Lin Xuan, in addition to a large number of taking the marrow, will also be the essence of ginseng Also as a snack.

The ginseng essence has the effect of making the spiritual power more pure, that is, the quality of the mana is higher, and Lin Xuan's knowledge is also enough to match the base period monk, so that it is possible to manipulate so many spirits at the same time.

Qing Ling's face is more serious, and Lin Xuan is still observing his opponent while he is casting a spell, and his expression is taken into account.

In the heart of the move, Lin Xuan once saw the elders in the door, it is absolutely possible to use the mountains to fill the sea, stone breaking into the sky. It stands to reason that a master in the late stage of building a foundation, the head of the fire, is not the only one who can compete with Qin and Qin.

However, the strength exhibited by the other party at this time is obviously inconsistent with the repair.

Looking at him, it’s not his mercy, but until now, he hasn’t used the spirit, though he doesn’t know what’s going on. But Lin Xuan found the opportunity.

He held the spar in one hand, but in one hand he injected the mana into the soul. The wind was miserable. The ghosts floated out from the inside, and then they condensed into a **** skull, and Li Xiao rushed like an opponent.

After absorbing a large number of ghosts and enchanting scorpions, the power of the hundred souls at this time is no different, around the hoe. There are also nine groups of dark green ghosts that are constantly spinning.

Seeing the embarrassment that came out of the ghost, the eyes of Huo Ling’s head flashed a stern color. He opened his mouth and sprayed a group of fine spirits onto the shield, suddenly the layer of yellow light around the body. Like a fire, it burns.

Then he beat the law over the black cloud above his head.

Suddenly, if the boiling oil pot was poured with a scoop of water, the electric mans in the dark clouds swallowed even more.

"disease!"

The people of Qing Ling really spit the truth. I saw countless tiny electric mans circling and tangling, bringing together a thick bowl of lightning to the youngster.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xuan's look is still the same, still full of calm, but his pupil, but slightly contracted a little, took a deep breath, the body's spiritual power as the river breaks. Rushing out, a blue-eyed aura, injected into the layers of the front of the body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sting!

When the lightning bolted down, the white reticle of the snow ring was only blocked for a few seconds, and it was crushed. Then, several layers of low-level defensive cloths were banned. However, after Converse broke through the four-layer defense. Lei Lei was blocked by the gilt of the Golden Bell.

Lin Xuan’s mouth showed a hint of ridicule, and the middle-order hood was not broken. He waved his hand and offered a few low-level defensive symbols. The snow ring also flew back to the top of his head, emitting white light.

The face of Qingling’s real person flashed an incredible color. The self-cultivator of a smart period in the district has so many characters on his body. The power of lightning is extraordinary, but in his current state, he exerts too much and is harmful to the body. However, after a little hesitation, his face flashed a decisive decision.

I was about to continue to display, but I heard two screams, and I looked back and found that the two groups of mana that had turned into reality were already smashed by the fairy in the cloud.

Qin Lan stretched out his hand and shot a law, masculine on the spirit, the autumn water sword rose in the wind, and the moment has turned into a long hair, blue light, chilling, stabbed down to the head of Huo Ling.

Lin Xuan’s heart was a joy, and the hands of the hundred souls waved, and the ghost fog swarmed out, wrapping the embarrassment that had temporarily stopped the attack because of the other side’s display of lightning.

After absorbing the ghost fog, the momentum was stronger, the harsh screams, and the Qingling real people went.

Lin Xuan waved and retracted the Bixue ring into the storage bracelet. It wasn’t that he was big, but he just had a fight. The spiritual power was too high. At this moment, the other party couldn’t shoot, so there was no need to waste it in the snow. Armed on the ring.

In the face of a stronger opponent than yourself, you must learn to distribute your mana.

After the autumn water sword became bigger, it caught the amazing momentum and slammed on the opponent's shield. The mask shook violently, and it seemed that it could not support it. The face of Qingling’s real person turned from red to white, and turned from white to red. After three times, it was miraculously stabilized.

However, he was too late to breathe, his face became ugly, and he saw that the **** red dragonfly was less than three feet away from himself.

"I blame myself for being too big. I shouldn’t take the wounded body and shoot it myself." In the heart of Qing Ling’s real life, flashing a remorse, Lin Xuan’s difficulties are beyond his imagination, not to mention a famous place next to it. The fairy in the cloud is helping.

The Qingling real person bit his teeth and felt the chest faintly painful. The fight has already caused his injury. In the face of imposing manners, his face became more and more dignified, his hands were together, separated, and a white flame burned in his palm. .

Only the monks who built the foundation period can burn the innate fire of all things!