Tempered Immortal

The first thousand seven hundred and three chapters of strange waters

At this time, the silver-haired girl has appeared in the space of a whisker, there is nothing in it, only a five-color light array is mysterious.

In the sky above the light array, there are several golden characters floating in the air, five dragons.

"This treasure has actually been born."

There has been no expression, the girl who is as cold as an iceberg has widened her eyes, her face is full of surprise colors, and after a short while, her face is gloomy.

The jade hand waved, and a few mysterious creatures were shot with a very strong method. With the simple curse, from her body, there was a magical power that could not be described by words.

Even the entire whisky space trembled, as if to collapse, but the ice sorcerer just pushed his hand and everything was quiet again.

All the magical spirits, like the long whales, take the water, and he uses the secret technique to infuse the formation in front of him.

Oh...

As if the mountain wind blew, then the sound of ghosts and sorrows was sent to the ears, and the law was converged, and then the dark magic light burst out.

Spirit world.

Two more black words were put in the eye, and then she was given no more detailed information.

"Is it impossible to hide the five dragons, but this magic ancestor does not know that the old monsters in the spiritual world must be at the same time, as well as foggy, as long as the five dragons did not fall into their grasp, right We are already lucky in the world of devils."

Hail ancestors said to themselves: "It’s just that it’s a big thing, but it doesn’t matter. However, there are hundreds of small interfaces in the spiritual world. If you want to find it, it’s not like finding a needle in a haystack. Hey, now is not the time to invade the spirit world. Mature, but when the five dragons come out, the blood will drift, and the old guys in the Yinshi world will not be able to sit still at the moment."

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The prediction of the ice sorcerer's ancestors did not make any mistakes. After the birth of the five dragons, the five kings of the yin, there was a clue in the first time, and the king of Ashura had fallen. However, for millions of years, there have been legends in the Yinshi world. The king did not have a soul to fly, and one day, he would return to this world again. Therefore, the Ashura family did not have a new king, but only a generation chief.

On the same day, the patriarch and the five kings met once. Afterwards, the spiritual world discovered a large number of spies who disguised the adult demon.

The purpose is not clear, everyone is under the secret to prevent the soul search, once caught, the news about the mission in the mind will be automatically destroyed.

Every interface in the spiritual world is like an enemy. It is only after the birth of Wulong that only a handful of great powers exist.

The Yin division is so moveable, the taste of provocation is very strong, do they have plans to launch two world wars.

For a time, the wind and the wind, the people do not know the true purpose of the Yin division, let alone know the number of spies sent out by the Yin division, and how many have become the fish of the net.

The storm is far from calming down, but all this seems to have nothing to do with Lin Xuan. The power of Wulong’s cockroaches has surprised him, but there are priorities. The problem of Wulong’s sorrow will be mentioned later. , is to leave this right and wrong.

Therefore, Lin Xuan did not hesitate to release the knowledge to determine the incarnation of Duron's ancestors, which had fallen, and he went to the top of the island.

This treasure hunt is really full of twists and turns. Think about the process experience. Lin Xuan is cold and sweaty. Where can I delay, my eyes are swept over the small island below me, and I am devastated. Although the two fight, they try to avoid it intentionally or unintentionally. Here, but how much still suffered some.

After the knowledge was swept, Lin Xuan quickly determined the location of the Dongfu House. Although it had been razed to the ground, the treasure should still be intact.

In my mind, the thoughts turned, Lin Xuan’s sleeves glanced, and a five-color light rushed out. A roll of gravel piles appeared, and seven or eight bulging drums appeared in front of them.

At this time, it was too late to see, Lin Xuan put them back to the waist, and then the gowns glanced, only the blue light flashed, and a small Ling Zhou flew out.

At this moment, he was penetrated by the other side of the right chest and the lower abdomen, the injury is still quite heavy, Lin Xuan certainly intends to use the Ling Zhou to hurry, sit on it, or slightly adjust the interest.

The thoughts in my mind turned, I saw a flash of green awns on his body, and then appeared in the middle of the sacred boat. Lin Xuan pointed a little, and the humming sound was introduced into the ear. The sacred boat was wrapped in a group of green awns. The radiance in the distance has passed.

Soon, it disappeared into the sky.

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A month later, an unknown sea area.

The noise of the demon bird was introduced into the ear, and it was also mixed with the screams and swearing of the monk.

At this time, in the morning, the dense fog had already dispersed under the illumination of the sun. The sea was sparkling, but there were blood drops from time to time. This small piece of sea has been dyed red.

Just above the sea, a fierce fight is going on in full swing, the sword is vertical and horizontal, and the spirit is flying. If you are in terms of strength, the high-level cultivator may not use the right eye at all, but its tragic degree is It’s amazing.

Low-order monks have the pain of low-ranking monks, even in the rich spiritual world, they are always the majority of low-ranking monks. The more masters, the thinner the ratio.

They are still good, at least one sect can rely on.

But it is only the last kind.

I saw the sky, and more than a dozen monks were desperately offering various instrumental symbols, and they were fighting with a kind of strange bird with a long-horned head.

These ten monks, men and women each accounted for half of the way.

The leader is a middle-aged man who is over forty years old. He has about the initial cultivation of the foundation. As for other men and women, he is only a disciple.

Although those strange birds are fierce, in fact, the magical powers are not worth mentioning, but the first-order products are only the demon birds, and they are not the opponents of these monks. They are numerous, and there are two or three hundred. First, the situation is very unfavorable to human nature.

In this way, they are all in the end.

The expression of the middle-aged man was very sullen, and then a scream was suddenly introduced into the ear, but a male disciple fell and was twisted by the demon bird.

However, his body did not fall at all, but was eaten by a dozen or so fierce birds. It was a **** rain, and it was a horror to see the disciples.

The middle-aged monk sighed, as if this scene finally made him make up his mind, and his eyes flashed a stern expression.

"Yan Er."

"Three uncles, what do you have to order, and then don't want an idea, we are all going to fall here." Talking about the 17-year-old girl.

A hair like a waterfall, black and white, melon face, Xiao Yao nose, especially those who are particularly troublesome to the eyes, as if they can talk.