Tempered Immortal

Although the magical powers he cultivated are very different, he can turn his body into a tangible and inferior magical fog. The fire and water do not invade, and the sword is difficult to enter, but it does not mean that it can't really hurt.

There is no absolute, ordinary attack, the bottom fog that is made to his body, but it has no effect, but it contains the fire of the spirit of the power of the phoenix, but it is another matter.

The phoenix is ​​the king of birds. Even among the true spirits, it is the terrible species that can rank the top three. The **** of fire, the famous fame is not a boast, the fire of the phoenix, legend, can burn all things in the world.

Although at this moment, the phoenix pattern engraved on the right arm of the armor is not the real fire of the phoenix, but it does contain a trace of phoenix true yuan. Moreover, the same reason, he is not the real three-eyed ancestor. Therefore, the threat of this fire to yourself is still full.

All thoughts turned in the mind of the young robes, and the body shape flashed. The devil's mouth of the xn mouth disappeared. At the same time, his shoulders shook slightly, and y j shot out of the oblique thorns. The fire of the phoenix.

The young robes were relieved, and Ganggang was really dangerous. The difference was a thousand miles, and he was almost swept in by the terrible attack.

Damn, I really gave this small Lin a small look, I did not expect that he could actually ignite the fire of the real spirit.

This thought has not been turned, and there is a sudden b motion in the air on the side of the body.

"not good!"

The young man in the green robe was shocked, but it was too late to hide. Only the eyebrows were hot, and a black man had pierced his head, and the blood rushed out.

That Limang only has a thick thumb, but both speed and strength are remarkable, and it is by no means comparable to ordinary five-line spells.

Ink drill!

Although this is not the secret technique of Lin Xuan's bottom of the box, but the power is also very small, especially for sneak attack, but more effective.

The young man in Qingpao shouted loudly and glared at his forehead. He had not turned into a magic fog, so he naturally could not be immune to the attack. However, the practice of the old demon was really different, and even his forehead was penetrated. For a monk or an ancient demon, although the fall is not, but the physical retirement is a nail.

However, this guy is different. Although it was not light, there was a blood hole in the forehead, but there was a magic fog in it, and the wound was quickly closed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The little guy named Lin, I want to pump you hun!" The sound of this magic tooth is coming to the ear.

Lin Xuan smiled: "Do you think that you still have a chance? You are not mad at it here. You may wish to look around and say it." Lin Xuan floated in place and moved with his mouth. ridicule.

"Where, you are talking about these garbage swordsmen, just not already confirmed, do you think these swordsman can hurt the deity?" The face of the young robe is full of disdain, the wound on his forehead has already It is almost completely closed.

I don't know when the Jiugong must be smashed by the sword. It has been floating around, it is densely packed, and the young robes are completely wrapped. The sound looks extremely horrible. However, the other person’s face is a little scared, and the brine is tofu. The thing that descends on the object, the nine palaces must be swords, is indeed a magical treasure, but used to deal with him, but it is the class door.

"Is it?" Lin Xuan seems to be full of confidence, and his eyes are murderous, but he is not willing to say more.

The young man in the green robe saw it, and his brow wrinkled, and it felt a little wrong, but he couldn't wait for him to act. Lin Xuan had raised his right hand and beat it out.

"disease!"

As he moves, Li Mang rises, and hundreds of swords around him tremble, like the tide of the sea, like him rushing.

Qing robes teenager face sèyn霾, although the feeling of faint feeling is not appropriate, but at this moment, there is no time to think more.

In the eyes, Li Mang flashed past, and no extra movements were seen. His body, like a gyro, slid in the ground.

During the time, his body was a blur, and he was re-created as a magic fog.

On the surface, Jianguang should have no use. However, Lin Xuan’s face is a little strange. With his city, how can it be useless?

All the purposes of Lin Xuan are for you to enter, and at this moment, the goal has finally been reached.

With one hand and one hand, a mysterious French seal floated out of his palms, immersed in the air, and there was no trace. Then, those swords flashed and returned to the sword. Then the halo flowed, and there were actually five flames. The surface of the Jiugong Sword must appear.

Illusion Skyfire!

I don't know when Lin Xuan has combined the two kinds of gods into one, and arranged them in the network.

Then the sword light fell like rain, stabbing the enemy toward the enemy.

The magic fog that the young robes of the young man had escaped could not be avoided, and they were quickly stabbed with a lot of holes.

However, unlike the useless, this time, screams passed into the ears.

Lin Xuan is doing this. It is inspired by the fire of the true spirit. Since it contains a flame of phoenix power, it can make this magic ring fear. Lin Xuan believes that his own magical skyfire is the same.

After all, the magical spirits of the fire can be said, although there is no way to compare with the real Tianfeng real fire, but compared with the "real spirit fire" that is only the fur power, it is only strong and weak.

Cold, poisonous, corrosive, swallowing, and puncture, five kinds of genus xn, that is not the same as a small, with the Jiugong Shoujian sword, Lin Xuan believes that no matter whether the magic fog is intangible, it can not resist.

Although this is only speculation, the reality is soon to be printed. In the face of the stun of the sword, the magic fog can no longer be regarded as nothing.

Separated into pieces, they just want to get together again, but the swords that have been flying are falling, and the color of the magic fog is also faint.

However, the vitality of this guy is really strong, and Lin Bing’s Jianguang’s cutting is never lost.

In the air, the biggest group of magic fog, the face of the young robes appeared, but it is no longer just a calm and calm, the eyes are full of sorrowful sè, the corners of the mouth are derived from the fangs, open the mouth of the mouth Innumerable magic weapons like a cow's hair pin are like Lin Xuan.

"Do you still want to struggle?"

Lin Xuan's mouth edged a sneak sè, he could not have a mood with the other side here slowly mushroom, must destroy the enemy by means of shackles, and then quickly leave the right and wrong.

Lin Xuan's figure flashed, and there was lightning in the advance and retreat. He had already retreated to the side. The attack of the other party had no effect and fell into the empty space. Then Lin Xuan reached out and shot at the waist, only to see a flash of light. Another treasure appeared in the palm of his hand.

With a gentle shake, the treasure unfolds, and an extremely quaint picture comes into view.

I saw a group of red awns appearing on the scroll, the most conspicuous of the scrolls are a dozen hills of different sizes.

However, unlike ordinary landscape paintings, these hills are not green and green. On the contrary, the twelve peaks can be described as tn.

Strange stone, straight into the cloud, the surface of the mountain, not to mention the huā trees, even a trace of weeds, it is easy to see the flame burning there.

Owing to the mountains!

But it is obviously different from the general impression of the volcano.

The most conspicuous thing is that on the mountainside, there are some strange birds flying around.

The feathers are made of gold, and there are three feet. The name of this treasure has been called out.

Mountain Jin Utu!

I didn’t see Lin Xuan’s extra movements, a burst of smog from the scroll.

After a flash, nine peaks came into view.

The height is not the same, but the smallest one has a hundred feet, and the shape of each seat is different. The momentum of the sky is dispersed.

Tongtian Lingbao is really a small thing, but this is not over yet. The noise is transmitted to the ears, and countless fist-sized flamingos flew down from the nine peaks.

Looking at it, I can't talk about it, but hundreds of it is still there.

Jinwu!

Of course, the real thing is not the real spirit, but it also contains a hint of the power of Jin Wufen hun.

The swallowing of the devil is the biggest favorite of this **** bird.

Looking at the broken magic fog, Jin Wu's eyes flashed through the 〖 Xing〗 sè, the strange screams into the ears, each swallowed those magic fog.

Soon, the small magic fog that was cut by the Jianguang was swept away, leaving only the largest group in the middle, the volume is almost the same as the washbasin, and the face is desperate.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth, and the screaming whistle sounded from his mouth. The hunter became a prey. Originally, he wanted to swallow Lin Xuansheng. He did not expect that in the end, he fell into the result of a fall.

He is naturally unwilling, and he is not willing to bind, so he only seems to be the other two incarnations, calling for assistance.

The howling was not only fierce, but also the effect of the attack. There was a group of sounds b visible in the air, and it was killed to Jinwu.

This move was originally good, but unfortunately at this time he has been angry and hurt, this power is naturally discounted.

"Hey!"

Jinwu double-winged exhibition, the light flame of gold sè was illuminated on the body. This magical power, the offensive and defensive one, the sound b contacted with the light flame, and it was broken and broken, and then Jin Wu killed it.

Once swarmed, the biggest magic fog of the group was eaten and swallowed into the stomach.

At this point, the young robes in the three incarnations were degraded, and three battles were made. Lin Xuan was the fastest one.

Then he glanced with his hands and showed nine microsteps. After a few flashes, he disappeared into the sky.

Although the use of space magic in the ice Yan Valley, there will be no small risk, but at this moment, Lin Xuan has no choice, can not bear the children without wolves, in the cultivation of the fairy world, how can not have a little risky spirit and courage.

What's more, Lin Xuan is not confused, he still has an assessment, although the nine-day microsteps also involve a little space secret, but the far method has a random transmission character than the phantom.

Therefore, the possibility of turbulence in space is not large, weigh the pros and cons, and there is not much risk in this, it is worth a try. ! .