Tempered Immortal

The first thousand two hundred and fifty-nine chapters

"Yes, it’s me, I don’t want to come to my friends." Lin Xuan’s mouth showed a faint smile, but there was a sneer in his eyes.

"You are already in the late Yuan Ying!"

Hao Tian was so cold and sweaty, his face was incredible. He didn’t have much time to meet Lin Xuan, but he was impressed. When he was in Youzhou, this kid was just a condensate, but he escaped from his own hands. This kind of thing has never been.

The Kuiyin Mountains are even more entangled, but because of the embarrassment, the two did not meet.

Although Wan Fo Zong’s killing order caused Xuan Ran’s ***, all kinds of chances were coincidental, and Hao Tian was retreating at that time, so it was not clear...

In his impression, although this kid was a little sinister, but it was not worth mentioning during the condensate period. He did not expect that when he met again, the other party had become a big monk.

He almost thought that he was wrong. After all, it was more than two hundred years, so the speed of promotion was too unbelievable.

After the gods swept a few times, the expression on his face became paler.

Although this old monster is also a very deep figure of the city, but in the face of this sudden change, it seems to be somewhat at a loss.

However, the blow is not over.

Soon he found that on the side of Lin Xuan, there was a beautiful girl, slim and clever, and she looked beautiful and beautiful. However, she was full of terrible power.

Ghost girl!

And it is also the late Yuan Ying!

Hao Tian felt that the corner of his mouth was bitter. When he was in the Kuiyin Mountains, he was not so sinister. What should he do?

"Oh, Lin brother..."

"You don't have to be eloquent, you and I are all aware of the grievances between you and me. It is useless for the Taoist friends to ask for mercy now. If you blame you, you should not offend me." Lin Xuanyuan opened his mouth and looked on the surface. It seems that he doesn't match his personality, but there is nothing strange about thinking about it. After all, at this moment, he has occupied the right place and the right place. In any case, the other side will never have a chance to make a comeback.

"You..." I can't think of the other person's words so explicit, and the sky was shocked and angry.

Lin Xuan turned a blind eye to his expression and smiled and turned his head: "Moon, do you want to use his hands to practice, and don't need to be too much, just take a look at it."

"What the young master said, the moon naturally listens to you."

The girl’s mouth was open, her eyebrows were low, and there was no awareness of being a great monk.

Although the success of the baby, the seal of the memory of King Ashura has not been lifted, the month is still the intimate little girl in the past, and I like to listen to Lin Xuan.

"I want to sculpt me, oh, don't you think too much. Is it really the king who is muddy?"

Haotian shouted and screamed at his city. Of course, I realized that things have progressed to this point, and there is no room for change.

In this case, it is better to fight for it.

Although there are not many opportunities to escape from the two great immortals in the late Yuan Ying, there are not a few of them. There are several mysteries in their cultivation, which may create a little life.

A sigh of gowns, a spur of the law, suspended in the top of the ghost of the emperor's bone spear, suddenly smashed in the sky, the surface of blood entangled, at first glance the momentum is not small.

In the square, there is a lot of blood and blood.

It is a pity that the child is innocent. Today, she is no longer the little girl who hides behind the young master and needs human protection. After the integration of Shura Shenxue, she not only succeeded in killing the baby, but also broke through in one fell swoop. By.

Stretching out the jade hand, the palm of the hand is crystal clear, only the black light flashes, and a simple and simple platform emerges.

The surface of the platform is flashing, and there is a faint scent of ink.

The moon can not only have a treasure of the beast, but it is more common.

When the platform was just arrived at Xuanyuan City, it was obtained from the hands of the Luojia scholar. The other party was worried about Zheng Yu’s heart. He wanted to use it as a ding furnace, but he knew that he had stolen the chicken and did not erode the rice. He lost his life to Lin Xuan. Hands.

Although the other side is only in the middle of the Yuan Ying, this is not a great thing. It is cast by the black blood Xuanjing jade, which is also extremely rare in the Yin dynasty. It can collect the grievances between the heavens and the earth, and generate ghosts and inks, but it can be filthy. The monk's magic weapon.

On the face of the moon, there was a faint smile on the face. There was no such thing as putting the ghosts in the eyes, the left hand was slightly stunned, and the fascinating light flashed and slowly floated in front of her.

The storm rose and it became like a shield in an instant.

This process is complicated, but it is only a moment of effort.

Then I saw blood in the sky, and the bone spear came over.

The two treasures touched each other, but there was no sound at all. However, the face of the ghostly Emperor was suddenly changed.

This bone spear is his treasure of life. The power is naturally different, but at this moment, it is strangely lost.

He looked up in amazement and saw that from the middle of the set, he flew out two thin magic snakes, and immediately entangled the bone spears.

"Ghosts and inks!"

After all, Haotian is a ghost of ghosts, and suddenly recognizes this famous supernatural power. His face is ugly, and what is the origin of the other party?

The thoughts have not been finished, and the moon is erratic.

Lin Xuan is not a glimpse of the expression, the pupils are miniature, what magic tricks are used by the little girl?

Not like it!

Its mysterious degree is almost inferior to its own nine-day microstep.

Lian Linxuan was shocked, not to mention the ghosts of the heavens, but the eyes flashed in the eyes, and the figure was spinning in the ground.

From the surface of his body, a grayish flame was ignited.

Crystal white bone fire!

This is also the magical inflammation he has worked for many years.

Although the average monk is not afraid, but he is not willing to straighten his front, but the moon is different, the little girl is not in the eye.

Seeing that the other party is not hiding, the face of Haotian is full of joy, and the stinky girl is too small to look at people, and arrogance will pay a price.

The gray-white flame flashed, then condensed in the middle, slightly twisted, and a big mouth floated into sight, trying to engulf the moon.

However, the result was that everyone was stunned. After the crystal white bone fire touched the girl's body, not only did she not hurt at all, but she was absorbed by her.

"This……"

Lin Xuan scratched his head. This level of attack, if you change yourself, there is nothing to fear, but if you want to resolve it, it will never be as easy as the moon.

Just after the success of the baby, the magical powers soared to such a point, even Lin Xuan was a bit envious, but then, and dumbfounded.

I am envious of what I do for the month, and the stronger the hoe, the better for myself.

Moreover, the reincarnation of King Ashura is of course different from the ordinary monks.

昊天鬼帝 naturally knows that the situation is not very good, sighs, but unfortunately in the Kuiyin Mountains face the smashing soul, has used the Xuantian nine spirits, otherwise there is still a line of life, but he still does not want Sit and wait.

He took a deep breath, his eyes turned into a blood red color, and his body slowly expanded.

What kind of spell is this, want to blew, or use what is unknown?

The eyes of the moon flashed a bit of confusion, but I was too lazy to continue to delve into what.

The jade hand stretched out, the flash of light flashed between the fingers, and wrote a "volt" in the void.

It seems to be quite similar to the Confucian supernatural powers.

Of course, it was written in Xiaoyan.

The word "volt" flashed and it fell into the body of Haotian.

The face of the ghost emperor suddenly changed, and the originally inflated body was like a deflated ball...

Lin Xuan is somewhat amazed. He has also learned the mysterious Dafa. Although he is not proficient, there is a mysterious secret in it. It is naturally clear, but the moon has just been displayed, and there is no relationship with it.

In addition to going to Tiangongmen's rudder in the previous round, the two clearly did not separate, but at that time, the month has been retreating. Where did she learn this skill?

Hao Tian has been unable to move, and I want to revive it with the natural meaning of Lin Xuan.

The rabbits of the whole process have fallen, and the two immortals of the Wu family have already seen their faces as white.

At this moment, Xiao Ming is the most important. Whatever the treasure is born, he has already been thrown into the clouds.

"To the Taoist friends, the two of us are just passing through this place. The accident is trapped in the formation. It is absolutely not malicious to the door." The old man took a ritual and began to explain with a low knee.

“Unexpectedly passing by here?” Lin Xuan handed his hand and showed a hint of ridicule in his mouth: “Do you think that the child is a three-year-old child, will such a lie be heard?”

"Daoyou, we are really not malicious, and there is no resentment with your door. There is no hate in recent days. If you wish to let me go, I would like to send some spar as compensation."

The ghosts of the gods are good, but they are easily restrained by the moon. What's more, Lin Xuan stands on one side and does not shoot. The old man can't afford to escape or resist, and can only plead.

It is a pity that it is in vain. Lin Xuan is not a good man and a woman. For his own people, he is kind and kind, but if he is a good guy, he will not have a soft heart.

What's more, these two guys, which is the way to pass this place, to Lin Xuan's city government, of course, for their intentions, is the heart of the month.

There are ten ***, thinking that the alien treasure is born, want to be cheap, then put your own life into it.

"You don't have to make a good decision. If you are self-destructing, I can let your soul reincarnate, otherwise..." Lin Xuan said faintly, but in the ears of two Wu family monks, it was similar to the blue sky.

"Do you have a friend?"

"Hey, there are so many nonsense."

Lin Xuan’s face showed impatience: "If you don't want to do it yourself, then let Lin help you."

The voice did not fall, Lin Xuan's sleeves glanced, and a green flame flew out.

Slightly flashing, in front of Lin Xuan turned into an egg-sized fireball.

Bi-Fantasy Fire!