Tempered Immortal

The gap between the first thousand and twenty-nine chapters

Others have no objections, and immediately the light is slow, and they fall like the barren hills on the left.

The five people did not stand side by side, but stood together in the direction of the five elements and gossip. Obviously, at the time of the martial art, they had exercised how to join forces against the enemy.

However, their expressions still have no easy color. After all, they will face the Yuan Ying period.

And it is still notorious.

There is a certain amount of life-saving grasp. In fact, even the old man who takes the lead has no bottom.

In his words, he can only survive in the dead and fight hard.

Just a moment later, an acre of clouds of size appeared in the eye.

Constantly tumbling, there is a faint sound of thunder, and the sound is amazing to the extreme.

The faces of the five people became paler, especially Zhu Qianru, who even shivered a little, and did not know whether it was fear or nervousness.

"Don't be afraid, the old monsters have just gone off the fire, but they haven't fully recovered. We have five people to join hands. Just be careful, there is still a chance to win." The chunky old man said slowly, of course, these words are absolutely exaggerated. The purpose is to cheer yourself and your companions!

Then he took a shot in the back of his head and spewed a golden magic weapon. It looked more eye-catching, but the shape was quite strange. It was actually a pickaxe.

The other few immortals have also taken out the magic weapons that have been suffering for many years. At this moment, naturally there is no fool who dares to hide.

For a time, the treasures of the barren hills were brilliant, and a chilling air suddenly spread toward the surrounding.

Bang!

The clouds of that size have finally come to the forefront, but they are only a hundred feet away.

Looked at the five people who are close to the enemy, there is a cold cry in the clouds.

The voice was not loud, but the five people in the snowy school were struck by lightning. The expression on the face was very painful.

"Not good, fast luck protects the mind."

The short-skinned old man shouted loudly, his hands smashed, and a layer of golden light flashed in front of him, and his expression was a little better.

The other few people are weaker, but there is no serious problem after the movement has been circulated in Dantian.

Fortunately, the other side just wants to give them a horse, and there is no further attack, but an invisible pressure has been shrouded in a few squares.

In the Yuan Ying period, the immortal, in terms of the human world, is already the top of the child.

"This old monster is recovering quickly." The short-skinned old man is in a cold heart, but on the surface, he still maintains a calm, facing the strong enemy, it is very stupid.

He gave a gift to the magic cloud above his head: "The seniors came to visit, don't know what happened?"

"Hey, when you get to this point, why are you still working with the old man? It’s useless to perfuse. It’s a painful way to hand over the women of you. The old man can’t spare you a life.” A man came from the magic cloud. The voice is not hard to hear, but the tone is a bit fierce and vicious.

Listening to the other side is so explicit, the punk old man's face is more and more ugly, and the corner of his mouth reveals a bit of bitter smile: "Predecessors, Zhu Shimei is good to you, why are you suffering..."

"Hey, the old man's favorite thing to do is to envy the enemy. Isn't it clear that you are not good? Without this gimmick, the old man is already on fire, so I have to treat her as a singer. Who will let her blink her eyes and save her? However, it is necessary to save the old man, the wicked man, hehehe..."

The smug laughter in the magic cloud was introduced into the ear, and several Xueyumen monks couldn’t help but face each other. Although it’s not unusual to cultivate the enemies, it’s not shameful, but even if it’s done, it’s mostly obscured. The old monster, but not ashamed, is proud of it, doing the bad guys to do this, it is considered to be rare in ancient and modern times.

Zhu Qianru is even more regretful and secretly blames himself. If he is not too naive, will he provoke this great disaster?

It is a pity that it is too late to blame yourself. Can you go through the difficulties with your colleagues?

"Predecessors, I know that you are versatile, but you should also see that a few of the younger generations are Xueximen disciples."

"Hey, how about it, the strength of the snow door is really not weak, but the old man is a lonely man, do you think you can threaten me?" The voice in the magic cloud is getting colder, faint with a bit of anger, a few do not know how to be good brat.

"Predecessors misunderstood, we dare not be rude to you, just want to remind one, Zhu Shimei is the daughter of the teacher, if you take her, the door will become an endless end, even if you are In the Yuan Ying period, I should always think about whether it is worthwhile to do this." The short and fat old man has a soft and hard opening.

"What, this girl is the lover of Zhu's blame?" The voice in the magic cloud was stagnation, and finally revealed a bit of surprise.

"Not bad." The short-skinned old man has a happy heart. Maybe he can really get rid of the crisis by the identity of the younger sister. Although the other party has no evil, but it is not an idiot, it is very stupid for a woman and the door to die.

However, he had no time to breathe a sigh of relief, and the sound of laughter was introduced into his ears.

"Haha, the old man really came to the treasure this time. Her father was a cultivator in the mid-Yuan Ying. If she was hiding in the snowy mountain, she wouldn’t dare to take her. I would blame it for this bad girl. Zhu The old blame’s daughter, it’s a great achievement to be a fan of it.”

"Isn't you afraid to become a deadly enemy with this door?" The old man's face has changed.

"Is there any fear, originally I intended that if you obey, put a horse, now..."

"how is it?"

"Nature is to destroy you, and then take the woman away, no witnesses, who will know Zhu's daughter in the hands of the old man." The voice in the magic cloud is arrogant

The voice did not fall, the clouds rushed, and the scholars of a 30-year-old appeared in the eyes. In fairness, the appearance was quite handsome, but there was an evil spirit between the eyebrows.

Needless to say, nature is to destroy the old devil.

"Hands!"

I can't think of this old monster, it is more evil than the legendary. When things get to this point, it is useless to ask for mercy, and can only fight with each other.

The short-skinned old man screamed, his hands raised, his index finger and thumb licked forward, and the pickaxe flashed, a golden light and shadow disappeared, and the other monks did not dare to neglect, for a time, the brilliance A few pieces of magic weapons are formed in a circle, and the imposing manner will trap the old devil in the middle.

"螳 arm as a car!"

There was no fear on the face of the destructive old devil. This old guy didn't even take out the magic weapon. He saw his hand stretched out, his movements wide open, his posture was simple, and he slowly pushed forward.

Rumble!

A circle of black flames appeared, and then turned into a few monsters, non-lions and tigers, fighting with a few people's magic weapons without fear.

The old monster himself, standing with his hands on his face, looks like a proud look, just the gaze, and keeps on Zhu Qianru’s good figure.

"Shantou, I advise you to bind your hands, you can also eat less bitterness. As for a few of you, if you know each other, you will commit suicide, otherwise you will be caught by the old man for a while, and you will have to smash and refine yourself." The sound of the devil's arrogant madness is heard in the ear.

The people in Xueyingmen were shocked and angry, and the magical powers were all out. The gap between the Yuan Ying period and the condensate period was really different. In addition to the anti-day characters like Baidu Shenjun, Lin Xuan was also a condensed demon. After the baby succeeded, I dared to be arrogant with the Yuan Ying period.

"Young Master, you still don't shoot, or let Xiao Xiao teach the old guy."

The voice of the moon was introduced into the ear, with a bit of indignation filled with indignation. Although there are not many good people in the immortals, it is rare to see such a bad guy in front of him.

"What are you panic, and look at it."

Lin Xuan, the master servant, is hiding behind a huge stone not far away, but with his hidden technique, not to mention a few meditations, even if it is to destroy the old devil, it has not found any abnormality.

Strong in own strong hands!

The two sides fought for a while, the old monster finally got a little impatient, don't look at his mouth to say it is easy, in fact, in the heart, Zhu Qianru's identity is also quite taboo.

His parents are all self-cultivators in the Yuan Ying period, and there is such a large ancestral gate to be a patron. It is far from being a solitary person like himself. Once the news leaks out...

Although it is located in a remote place, it is difficult to ensure that no one has passed by here for a while. In short, it has been unfavorable to him for a long time. When I think of it, his face has a deep cold murder.

Opening the mouth, squirting a yellow ball, after the light is scattered, it is a magic weapon in the shape of a scissors, about a long length, and the surface is shining with light.

"Oh, since you are not willing to commit suicide and are willing to suffer more, the old man will be perfect."

After seeing this scene, the five people were shocked. The short-skinned old man was even more like a earthy face. He thought that the power of five people could be a fight. I didn’t expect the Yuan Ying period to be so powerful that it was really difficult to escape. Is it dead?

Just thought of this, the other party has released the magic weapon of the scissors, hey, the first one is the pickaxe, actually cut into two halves.

The life of the magic weapon was destroyed, the short fat old man is like a sledgehammer chest, his face gray as paper, a blood arrow sprayed out.

Then the old blame was smashed, the black-red magic gas swallowed, and another condensed monk was beaten to vomit blood.

The remaining two stunned, busy to recover the magic weapon, dancing in front of the wind and rain, at this moment, they have no courage to attack.

"Sorry, a few brothers, it’s a little girl who is tired of you."

Zhu Qianru’s face flashed a faint color, and a small dagger slipped out of the sleeve. She held out her hand and held it tightly. Then she did not hesitate to cross the white neck.

Instead of falling into the hands of the old demon, it is regarded as the life of the dragon, and the life that is not as good as death is not as good as the self, but unfortunately everything that happens here, parents are not clear, can not avenge themselves.

"Sister, can't!"

The short-skinned old man was so horrified that he couldn’t save it anymore, but the corner of the old devil’s mouth was sneer: “Want to die, there is such a good thing, it’s in the hands of the old man, it’s dead or alive, I thought Can you still get yourself?"

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