Tempered Immortal

The first thousand six hundred and seventy-four chapters

For a time, the noise of the drums was everywhere. On the face of the seven friends on that day, all of them showed the color of resentment. If it was not Lin Xuan itself, it was the cultivator of the clutch period. They must have taken out the treasures and killed them first.

"Amitabha." The long-browed old man’s face showed a hint of ridiculous color: "Does the Taoist friend say that he is too arrogant?"

The old monk has already swept through the gods in the vicinity, and there are no other cultivators. In other words, Lin Xuan is a lonely man.

With an enemy of seven, this courage is enough fat.

Lin Xuan sighed: "There is a good word in the next, just don't want to conflict with your friends. Since everyone is obsessed with it, Lin has only offended."

The voice did not fall, his sleeves glanced, dozens of Jianguang fish swim out, the wind will rise, in a blink of an eye, there are a few feet long, such as blasts, mad at the other side.

Tian Man and Seven Friends are all furious, and the other party is too arrogant.

Could it be that the brain is broken.

I didn't see myself there was a clutch here.

With an enemy seven, does he think that he will have a chance of winning?

For a time, the buzzing sounds, the few Yuan Ying period immortals, respectively take out the treasures of defensive attributes, no matter how, the other side's repair is also much higher than their own, first to support this wave of attacks.

Suddenly, the mansions rose, and various colorful shields and shields appeared in sight.

"螳 arm stop!"

Lin Xuan’s mouth showed a hint of ridicule, and those swordsmen had already arrived at the side of the seven people.

The sound of "嗤嗤" was introduced into the ear, and the treasures and shields of several people were like paper paste, which was easily penetrated by Jianguang.

As for the body suffocation, there is no effect at all, and blood splatters out. Everyone’s body is stabbed with seven or eight blood holes.

However, no one has fallen. Lin Xuan does not want to kill innocent people. It is not easy to cultivate immortals. These few people are only temporarily lost their ability to act.

Only the old monk's sleeves glanced, and a scepter floated out, and the mana was injected. The shadow of the stick was as heavy as a mountain, and it collided with the sword light, and both of them turned into nothingness.

It seems that there is no match, but the expression of the old man has changed.

After all, he used the treasure of the life, but the other party was released with a few swords, and there was no mistake. Even the cultivator in the late part of the clutch did not have such strength.

Surprised and angry, the old monk yelled, his hands folded, and he held it flat on the chest. A group of white flames emerged, and the surrounding temperature quickly decreased.

"The magic of the cold attribute?" Lin Xuan's face showed an unexpected color.

"Yes, let you see the old man's coldness and fire."

The old monk shouted loudly, and the flames raged wildly, and then a flash of light, a long swell of fire appeared, the whole body was white, and the terrible cold seemed to be able to freeze the space.

This mystery is that he has been retired for two hundred years and he has been acquainted with cultivation. Even if the other party is a mid-clutch cultivator, he is sure to be able to divide the autumn.

Lin Xuan’s expression was a little wrong first, but then she laughed. This is really a banter. It’s just a big difference with the big knife in front of Guan Gong’s door. It’s cold and secret. Isn’t that looking for death?

The wrist flipped, and between Lin Xuan's palm, a three-color flame emerged.

The yo-yo is turning, and if the young bird is out of the shell, a phoenix with a long rule flies out from the inside and greets the dragon.

In terms of volume, the phoenix is ​​much smaller. However, the dragon has exposed the color of fear. Lin Xuan’s look is moving. Is this the Buddha’s fire, is it psychic?

This is not to let go.

"disease!"

Lin Xuan pointed to the front point, the phoenix Zhang opened, the clear sound came out, accompanied by a flash of light, spewed out of its mouth.

Wrapped around the dragon, the dragon was suddenly caught in it, and the volume quickly shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Originally had a license, but a few breaths, there is only one inch left.

It looks like a small caterpillar.

Then the phoenix rushed to the mouth and slammed it into the abdomen.

"My coldness is off fire."

The old monk was shocked and his eyes were red. This was the secret technique that he had spent all his hardships and hardships. He originally wanted to take advantage of this supernatural power and smashed the big name. Once shot, it was destroyed in the hands of Lin Xuan.

The heart and blood are put to the east, although it is the clutching period to cultivate the immortals, the old monk can not accept it for a time, the ten fingers are like hooks, rushing up, and Lin Xuan desperately.

"Do you really want to die?"

Lin Xuan brows a pick, said coldly.

"The thief, you ruin my mystery, the old man and you, there is no share of the enemy."

The old monk said that while dancing in the sleeves, he also sacrificed a few treasures, one hook, one sword, and a magic weapon in the shape of a wooden fish.

Lin Xuan sighed. Originally, he really didn't want to open the killing ground. He only wanted to show his strength and let the other side know how difficult it was to retreat. But when things got to this point, the original expectations were difficult to achieve.

The old monk hated himself, and if he let him go, the other party would never give up.

After suffering, there are infinite.

As the saying goes, not afraid of thieves stealing, it is afraid of thieves.

With Lin Xuan’s character, how can he make a stupid thing about putting the tiger back to the mountain?

"This is what you forced Lin."

The murderousness on his face flashed past, Lin Xuan reached out and shot at the waist, and a black gourd appeared on his chest.

Glittering!

Lin Xuan beat the law.

Oh...

The humming sound was introduced into the ear, and the gourd suddenly rose up. It soon became a few feet long and suspended in the chest. Thousands of days of thunder spurted from the inside, rolling out and swarming toward the old monk.

The other party was shocked, and quickly reached out and recalled several treasures back to the front, angry and angry, after all, it was the clutch period, this eyesight is still there, and saw the extraordinary place of the day.

Lin Xuan, no matter how much, manipulated Tianleisha like a wave of waves, the old monk flashed a stern color in his eyes, a few magic weapons shined, and the sly swept forward, wanting to make a path .

"broken!"

Lin Xuan pointed out, the red light flashed, thousands of Tianleisha burst open, each may not be anything, but so many together, but it is eye-catching.

"Oh..." The old monk spurted out a blood. He himself was not attacked, but the magic weapon was blown into a piece of scrap iron. Because of his connection with his heart, he naturally couldn’t go anywhere.

The original feverish mind, which calmed down, knew that he had provoked a character that should not be provoked.

"The Taoist friends are merciless, and my brothers are willing to give up this Cuixin Island."

"Now I only say this, the Taoist friend is not too late." Lin Xuan’s mouth showed a hint of sneer, originally he wanted to be a good person, but when things got to this point, could it be so good?