Tempered Immortal

The first thousand two hundred and eleven chapters

"This guy?"

The moon's eyebrows are slightly picky, and the beautiful face is faintly murderous.

The face of the black and thin monk was suddenly white.

"If you dare to hurt my love, then you can die with peace of mind!"

The moon's hand was smashed, and the ghostly mist of the ink rushed out. It instantly condensed into a basin-sized cockroach, and the ghosts flashed in the eyes, and rushed to the eyeless cultivator.

"The ancestors saved me!"

The black and thin monk was shocked and angry. However, he was in the middle of the foundation. How dare to be an enemy of the master of the condensate, and blame the side to retreat.

From the place where he was more than 20 feet away, there was a red-faced old man who was repaired to the realm of Yuan Ying. It was the contemporary master of the blood shadow.

In terms of love, for the disciples under the door, this person is sheltered, but there is a big monk next to him.

This person was a little embarrassed, and finally did not make extra moves, screaming screams into the ears, and the unlucky ghosts of the eyes have fallen.

On the face of the blood shadow monk, all of them showed the color of war.

Guanghua flashed, the red-faced old man had flown over.

"The blood shadow Zong Mayong has seen the Taoist friend. I don't know why the friend wants to take care of me." The red-faced old man gave Lin Xuan a ritual, and his face was faintly a little scared.

"Nothing?" Lin Xuan’s mouth showed a smile: "In the next is the Lord of the Pavilion, do you say this is a gossip?"

"What?" Ma Yong glanced, his face showed an incredible color, he had already inquired, the Baixuan Pavilion came from Youzhou, but it was a small business alliance, the kind of backcountry, and there were not many Yuanying monks. How can there be a late master of the immortal?

Suddenly in his heart, but he did not dare to go deeper, and quickly rushed to Lin Xuan to give a gift: "This is the case, please Ma is ignorant, I know that your party has a master like you, a small blood shadow, dare to As an enemy, I am ordering the disciples under the door, withdrawing from Lingling Mountain, and offering more than 100,000 spar, which is a compensation for your losses."

"Oh?"

Lin Xuan handed his hand, his face also revealed a few unexpected colors, the area of ​​Yuan Ying early in the cultivation of immortals, now naturally has not been in his eyes, but the other party's style of work, but quite quite so Lin Xuan appreciated.

Need to know that even in the face of life and death choices, there are not many who can do the strong men's broken wrists, the general altar is the basis of the Zongmen family, the other party actually gave up and gave up.

Being able to judge the situation, on this point, Ma Yong is also worthy of a generation.

Moreover, he also offered to compensate for the loss, which is enough to give him the face of the big monk.

In terms of emotion, it seems that they should let them go.

However, Lin Xuan’s mouth is a bit of a smile. People are in the rivers and lakes, and they are involuntarily. Although Ma Yong knows how to make progress, he can’t make things like returning to the mountains.

Not afraid of their revenge, the district blood shadow Zong Linxuan is still not in the eye.

The reason is that letting these people go, their relationship with the Baixuan Pavilion can be revealed to the world. At that time, Wan Fo Zong will do what he can, and he can think of it with his toes.

They can provoke disasters for Yinger. They must blame the blood shadows for their bad luck. They wanted to let them go, but the situation is forced, and it is impossible to kill people.

Of course, Lin Xuan will not apologize, and the cultivation of the fairyland will be a weak meat.

When he thought of it, he sighed, and he was too lazy to squat with these dying people, his sleeves and a dozen of swordsmen swimming out, the blue light flashing, and shooting at the nearby Shadow Shadow Master.

"Fellow……"

Ma Yong was shocked and angry, and he had already given his face. He did not expect the other party to do the killing.

There was a trace of grievance in his eyes, but he did not dare to delay more here. He reached out and panicked and shot at the waist, and sacrificed a copper-like magic weapon.

However, he did not take over the battle at all. After the sacrifice was made, he immediately turned into a black gas and flew backwards.

The screams came into the ears, and in a short moment of time, there were dozens of monks who had blood shadows, and the savage old man who was in the same rank as him was also taken off by Lin Xuan.

This guy used to be arrogant and wants to use Lu Yinger as a stove. Now even Yuan Ying has not been able to escape. Ma Yong occasionally turned back and scared his face. He immediately said nothing, and stretched out his fist and mammothed his chest. A few blood spurts out.

His glare is in the blood red color, and the speed is more than double.

Lin Xuan saw this, but there was no redundant expression on his face. He only raised his right hand and seemed to move forward slowly.

"disease!"

The cyan swords flashed, and they suddenly became a line, like a green wave, sweeping toward the front.

The distance between the two sides was quickly shortened. Just a few bites of effort, the screams were heard in the ears. The Lord of the Blood Shadows has been separated by a sword.

Yuan Ying wants to use the technique of teleportation, but unfortunately it is the axe of the class. Don't say that he is a cultivator in the early days of Yuan Ying, even if he is a late monk, don't want to escape in front of Lin Xuan.

The next battle does not need to be described, even the Yuan Ying period immortal in front of Lin Xuan is like paper, the rest of the low-ranking monks, not to mention, the trees fall apart, have fled.

However, Lin Xuan did not want to expose himself to the relationship between the Baixuan Pavilion, so the monk of the Blood Shadow Zong must die, reach out and pick it up at the waist, and sacrifice a spiritual beast bag.

Numerous jade bees swarmed from the inside and instantly turned into a purple-red insect cloud, which was all over the square and looked terrible.

"disease!"

Lin Xuan said that tens of thousands of jade bees flew out in all directions, although they were immature, but they were more than enough to deal with these low-level monks.

The martial arts of just half a sip of tea, the monks of the blood sects were all degraded, and Lin Xuan even did not let the disciples of the invigorating period.

Either don't do it, or do it. Since the enmity has already been settled, is it still revenge for the other party?

If your heart is soft, don't run to cultivate the immortal. The original principle here is the law of the jungle. Life is almost the same as grass.

Lin Xuan closed his eyes and slowly released his knowledge. After confirming that there was no omission, the expression on his face was relaxed.

"Thank you for your help."

Lu Yinger respectfully worshipped. As for the other cultivators, the awe of the face, not to mention the fact that most of them have not seen Lin Xuan, but I have heard that this door has such a supernatural elder. The two cabinet owners are just his maids.

It turns out that the letter will be suspicious. Now it is found that Lin Xuan is actually more powerful than the legend. In the late Yuan Ying, these cultivators from Youzhou, the natural world of Yunzhou is not open. At this time, watching Lin Xuan, only the face is left. The color of worship, suddenly suppressed by the black.

"You don't have to pay more, just get up!" Lin Xuan was very hot to the enemy. In front of his own people, there were not many shelves. He raised his hand and smiled.