Tempered Immortal

Master Chapter 1,200, let me protect you this time.

Looking at the expression of three people, Lin Xuan slowly closed his eyes, not that he wants to give up, but now he can not afford even a little mana.

Even Yuan Ying can't get out of the body.

Lin Xuan sighed, it seems that the fall is an inevitable ending.

After two hundred years of hard work, I didn’t expect it to end at this moment.

Lin Xuan's mouth showed a hint of bitter smile, barely raised his head and looked at the light curtain behind him. Although at this moment, he was already a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, but deep inside, there is still someone in the care.

It’s not enough to die, but what about the moon? How can she escape from the hands of these old monsters?

Who said that death is the most terrible. In Lin Xuan’s heart, some people are far more serious than their own lives.

In the meantime, it seems to recall the scene of the past, but the enemy will not give time to let Lin Xuan think more. The corner of the nine-day Xuan Zun reveals the color of laughter. He wants to sculpt this abominable boy.

However, the other two old monsters will not be idle, and Lin Xuan Ling’s hands are so hot-hearted.

Together with the dawn, the three men flew away like him.

Lin Xuan sighed and retaliated, but there was no mana in the body, but he could only close his eyes to death. However, all three wanted to get treasures. At this moment, they squatted again. They were separated from Lin Xuan’s distance. Each of the hot hands is like a neighboring person.

Lin Xuan saw a happy heart, but the expression on his face quickly faded again. Even if the three old monsters were sympathetic, they were just lingering.

It doesn't make sense to live more than a moment. Unless you restore your mana, you can't get rid of the immediate crisis.

Lin Xuan's injury is heavy, but the biggest danger is still exhausted. After all, how can he go far beyond the same level to cultivate the immortals, with one person's power to block the three clutch periods, it is too reluctant.

Desperate use of Tongtian Lingbao, eventually leading to great injuries.

Lin Xuan sighed, even with his city, he couldn't figure out how to save his life, but at this moment, the vision in the sky has become different.

Originally over the top of their heads, the tumultuous dark clouds gathered like a middle, forming a vortex with a diameter of about a hundred feet, and the sound of rumbling was transmitted to the ears.

Lightning through the air, like a silver dance.

Bang!

The huge popping sound continued to the ears, and then from the whirlpool of the dark clouds, a milky white light column fell, and the ghosts fell into the building behind them.

"This……"

Lin Xuan was a glimpse. Then I felt that I was familiar with it. The thoughts in my mind had not been turned, and an astonishing aura rose.

The reiki filling is quite similar to the scene of Xiahoulan.

But when you look closely, the scale is much bigger.

Around the pillar of light, there are countless *** floating, each of which has a diameter of about a meter, and blooms, it looks like a lotus rosette.

What is even more bizarre is that among those ***, there is a young girl standing on each of them, holding various instruments in their hands.

However, their bodies are ethereal and faint, but they are a projection of a phantom.

A burst of ethereal music was introduced into the ear, and the scent of the orchid seemed to drift away.

Lin Xuanyuan’s eyes widened, and it was the three clutches who had repaired the immortals. They also stopped their movements in their hands, and looked at the scene in front of the fairy as if they were surprised.

Is it the inheritance of King Ashura?

Lin Xuan’s thoughts flashed through his mind. I don’t know when the building behind him collapsed and collapsed.

However, there was no dust rising, and the palace seemed to disappear silently.

There is only one young girl in white who is barefoot.

Coincidentally, she just bathed in the milky white halo.

The hair dances in the wind, and the eyebrows are a bit bright and bright.

The moon closed tightly, as if in a coma and sleep.

However, the countless girls on the ***, but knees together like her to worship, some left a crystal tears, and some seem to be crying.

How is this going?

The redness of the eyebrows of the moon is obviously red, and it is obviously what they want to confess in this trip. But I don’t know why. At this moment, Shura’s blood finally showed its true face, but no one dared to do it.

Although the repair of the month is only a condensed period, she exudes a temperament of the world.

If you are a fairy, you can't be embarrassed. It seems that if you touch her a finger, it will be ruined.

"King Ashura, King Ashura..."

Luo's ancestors were white as paper, and muttered openly. The reason why Luo Jia, the former Luo family, could become the hegemon of Tianyun Twelve States, is because of the inheritance of the blood of Tianzhu Mingwang.

For the secrets of the ancient times, it is natural to know a little more than the rest of the monks.

Although confused, but he also knows that the Yinshi world had a stunning master.

Is it the girl in front of me?

King Ashura’s ban, even the scattered fairy is helpless, she can easily pass through, I heard that King Ashura, and finally fell into the hands of the true fairy, is the woman in front of the eyes, is the reincarnation of the king of Ashura?

Thinking of this, the Luo family ancestors almost want to go down.

The other two old monsters, although they don't know much, can advance to the clutches, and they will be the masters of kindness and innocence. With their city, they naturally know that at this moment, it is really inappropriate to act rashly.

Everyone is embarrassed, only Lin Xuan's eyes are flashing, the girl in midair, glamorous can not be square, if it is really spiritual filling, the moon may have the opportunity to reverse the immediate crisis.

The voice of screaming and strangling was introduced into the ear.

But the monks who were not present were someone, but the vision in the sky changed again.

The wind is rising, like a mirage, a magnificent but tragic picture is reflected in the eyes of everyone.

The flash of light flashes, and the sky is swallowed up by all sorts of amazing magic and mystery.

The big demon is in the embarrassment, but they are nothing but defeated. Since the king of Ashura fell in the fight with the real fairy, the army of the sinister who had prevailed the upper hand was devastated.

The situation has reversed. Now they have fled to the human world. Among the remaining five kings, two others have died in battle. The King of Heaven and the Ming Dynasty have also been devastated.

The remaining two kings are unable to preside over the overall situation, and they can only lead the defeated soldiers to flee to the Yin division.

But the war did not end, the spiritual world was killed by a blood flowing into the river, and the hatred of the corpse of millions could be easily revealed. They have been chasing them all the way.

Wuding River, King Ashura in the palace of the human world, although the master has fallen, but naturally became a place where the spiritual monks vent their anger.

Here is a place of paradise, but now it is ravaged by war. The aunts of the month are not willing to leave, and they are guarded in the master's palace against the army of the spirit world.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine palace ladies, from the Yin family, but able to serve the supreme king, two points are common.

One is beautiful, and the second is to be sure that it is impossible to rub.

Even the weakest palace ladies are advanced clutches, and the three highest-ranking female officers are even the strongest in the robbery period.

Plus Wang's favorite spiritual pet before his death.

The nine infants and the ladies and the spirits of the army began the final fight.

And the picture in the sky shows that scene.

The Ten Thousand Spiritual Monks attacked the Wuding River.

First, in order to vent their anger, the second generation of the celestial beings and the demon kings are also clear. On the surface, those who are just palace ladies can actually follow her near ministers and ties, and have the most elite combat power. .

Although King Ashura has fallen, but wants to completely eradicate her power, none of these female ghosts can let go.

The disparity between the strong and the weak, although there is a heavy ban on the Wuding River, but ultimately can not stop tens of thousands of monks, 999 palace ladies all killed, only nine infants barely escape, but its soul is also the town live.

The thrilling scene on the scrolls has made everyone look at it. The battle is fierce, and the process of fighting is even more incomprehensible. The cultivation of the immortals is divided into eight levels. Some of the too esoteric battles are also difficult for the clutches.

It can only be described as tragic and sullen.

Who said that longevity is the only purpose of cultivation.

Who said that the monks were all unprofitable and did not get up early, the palace ladies of Wudinghe had the opportunity to return to the Yinshijie, but they chose to die.

On the surface, it makes no sense, but perhaps from the moment when the news of the fall of King Ashura is passed back, they choose to follow the master.

As for why, no one knows, perhaps the cultivation of the fairyland is not as cruel as people think. Although the blood is hurricane, there is always something in the heart of everyone that is worth guarding.

For him, longevity can also be ignored.

As time went by, the scrolls finally calmed down, and the clouds opened, and the milky white beams and the shadows of the girls disappeared without a trace.

The sky still echoes Xianle, reminding that everything that has just happened is all true.

The moon slowly opened the eyes.

Around her body, she was wrapped in a layer of silver, and she raised her hand and gave herself a sigh of relief.

Is that the king of Ashura?

Everyone’s heart is playing drums, and they actually saw the legendary characters.

They are top notch in the human world, but in front of this woman, it is just an ant-like existence.

The forehead of Luo’s ancestors was sweating coldly, and the eyes of Xuantun’s eyes were constantly turning around. As for the fifth-order Yaozu, they still dare not act rashly, even though the girl in front of her eyes still looks like a contemporaneous period. Who dares to go to the tiger.

Lin Xuan flashed a complex color in his eyes and looked up, just in time with the girl's gaze in the air.

Is she still her own month?

Lin Xuan was really scared at this moment, even if he had just fallen, he had never been so ruined.

King Ashura, he doesn't care, but Lin Xuan really doesn't want to lose that cute, stupid girl.

Even if everything is not done well, even if he always needs to guard himself, Lin Xuan does not care. He feels that it is a kind of happiness to pamper the moon.

Can the king of Ashura rule the yin, such a strong and the moon is obviously very different, will he lose the little girl.

There was a lot of thoughts in my mind, but I heard an exclamation in my ear. The beautiful girl, the expression became full of anxiety, and slammed toward Lin Xuan: "Young master, what happened to you, is there anything?"

Looking at Lin Xuan covered in blood, the moon feels very distressed, the eyes are full of tears, can't help but cry.

Lin Xuan somehow relieved, not in front of Ashura, still his own baby, the month of the girl.

"Nothing, I will not die easily."

Despite the painful twitching of the eyes, Lin Xuan still comforted with softness. How can I get the moon out?

It’s not enough to die, but he can’t bear to let the moon fall.

"Haha, the old man thought it was Ashura. It was just a Western-style goods. It really made me worry." The hoarse voice was introduced into the ear, with a bit of arrogance.

When I stayed in the moon, I gently looked back and saw a young boy with a handsome face.

The scrolls that have just appeared also make the nine-day Xuanzun sigh. For the Wuding River, he knows that although he is not as good as Luo Jiaduo, he still knows a little about the secrets of the ancient period.

It was like a scene of inheritance, which made him think that the month was the reincarnation of King Ashura. Although the other party’s performance was only for the condensate period, he still let him fear.

But this girl's performance is too bad.

If it is really Ashura, how can it be called a human young master, as well as the head of the sinister sinister, and they should have a heart-wrenching attitude, and how the gimmicks in front of them look like counterfeit.

As for why she can pass the forbidden light curtain, perhaps there is no hidden feeling in it, first grab the blood of Shura, and these fine details, now there is no need to go deeper.

"Moon, go!"

Lin Xuan wants to prop up his body, but he can be weak but weak. He can't help but be angry and anxious. He wants to gather mana desperately. If he can, he would rather choose to blew himself up and create hope for escape.

The master and the servant are in harmony, and the young master’s mind is unclear. The face flashed a touch of moving color: “Young master, don’t move, this time, let the moon protect you.”

"What nonsense?"

Lin Xuan is in a hurry, although there is a silver radiance around the body of the month, but the realm of the **** is, after all, the condensed period, the Shurao blood has not been refining, she has no entity, how is the old with the clutch Monster fight?

"Taro, don't mess around. If you have the chance, you will escape. If you are alive, you can take revenge for me."

Moon’s feelings for her, Lin Xuan’s heart is counted. If she is dead, she will never live alone. If she is a lovely person, she must make her happy. Lin Xuan never wants to swear at the moon, so she deliberately said this. The belief that I hope to avenge myself can support the month to live well.

"Young master, don't worry, for two hundred years, you have been sheltering the wind for the moon, this time, let me protect you."

The girl’s face showed a gentle smile, and the jade hand smashed through Lin Xuan. The wonderful thing happened. Not only did the blood flow stop, but the granulation of the wound was still growing wildly, the speed was jaw-dropping, and it was better than the best elixir. Useful.

The body is no longer so painful, although the mana has not recovered, but the injury is actually better than half.

Lin Xuan’s face was amazed. When did the little girl actually have such a magical power, the moon gave him a gentle smile, and when he turned around again, his expression was completely different.

"Is it hurting my young master?" Staring at the old monster in front of me, the mouth of the month was a word.

"Yes, for a while, the deity will sculpt the wicked boy. If you give up the blood of Shura, I will not be able to spare one life."

Looking at the tenderness of the moon, the nine-day Xuan Zun's face showed a greedy color, but unfortunately there is no ghost of the body, otherwise it would be like a nationality.

This shameless guy is very lascivious.

The moon didn't know what he was thinking, but the guy's gaze made the little girl very uncomfortable. The most important thing was that he actually injured the young master.

Sin is not forgiven!

The moon is gentle and peaceful, and the temper is even a little weak. However, the person with the best temper is also counter-scaled. Looking at the wounds of the young man's chest and lower abdomen, the moon is so distressed that he wants to cry, this abominable old guy.

"You can go die."

"what?"

Nine days of Xuan Zun stayed, then haha ​​laughed, the original old monster, is also a very deep figure of the city, but how to see, the ghost girl in front of him is only condensed, he may be so in the eyes.

"Little girl, are you scared and stupid, start to talk nonsense, since you want to die, the deity is perfect."

From beginning to end, the other two old monsters did not speak. Luo’s ancestors did not say that the Yaozu had a stronger spiritual knowledge than humans. The nine ancestors vaguely felt that there was a bit of awkwardness in this matter. If you are willing to take the lead, let him try it out.

The minds are different, but by chance, it seems to have reached a tacit agreement.

The face of the nine-headed ancestors showed a hint of sorrow, and when the sleeves were glanced, they wanted to perform some kind of mystery. However, the incredible things happened, and the heavens and the earth could not be condensed. His face suddenly became wrong. I have never seen such a weird thing.

"In my Beppu, Wudinghe, do you think that the power of heaven and earth here will drive you?"

At the corner of the mouth of the moon, there was a hint of ridicule, which was different from the face of Lin Xuan. At this moment, her face was a little more arrogant.

The opponent is the clutching period, but in the eyes of the little girl, it seems to be like an ant.

"Yu's Beppu?" Jiutian Xuan Zun was shocked and angry, but then he showed the color of anger and ruin: "Nonsense, hey, I want to scare the old man, I thought I was really King Ashura?"

"Hey." The month is too lazy to be arrogant with him. This guy dares to hurt the young master. The sin is inviolable. The jade hand is lifted up, and she does not see that she has extra movements. The sacred period of the sacred period of the sacred, I found that I can’t move, it’s like Being imprisoned by something.

It is not only impossible to grasp the strength of the heavens and the earth, but even the mana in his own body can not be driven. The feeling is uncomfortable, as if he is similar to a mortal.

It’s not an order of magnitude at all. Is it true that the other party is reincarnation of Ashura, but why is her cultivation still staying in the condensate period?

Nine days of Xuan Zun's horror, the left hand of the moon has gently slid down, silent, a silver crescent appeared in the eyes.

It looks quite similar to the wind blade, but the nine-day Xuan Zun can't hide, because he can't move at all, and is easily torn into two halves.