Tempered Immortal

When Tian Yuanhou looked in front of his eyes, he saw a knife, a sword, and a drum that he had sacrificed. It seemed that he could not resist it. When he was horrified, he naturally did not dare to delay it. The sleeves were smashed, but they were sacrificed. A treasure.

To be exact, this cannot be called a treasure.

It is a character.

Golden and dazzling symbol.

Although this symbol is only the size of the palm, but its surface, but densely engraved with the rune of rice size, faintly reveals a layer of gold matrix, those arrays are small, but each flash It seems that they are constantly changing.

The feeling is that the mystery is at its peak.

More eye-catching is the middle of this symbol, engraved with a golden sword.

The sword is more than two inches long, but it looks atmospheric and refined.

Regardless of the hilt or the blade, it seems to be natural, a luxurious atmosphere, and jump out.

However, this sword is by no means an appreciative of the taste of the sword. Its aggressiveness is even better than that of the golden dragonfly.

Even though it is still sealed at that moment.

Fu Bao!

Such a thing, Lin Xuan naturally no stranger to say, without much effort, he recognized the treasures in front of him.

But it seems that this is different from the general Fubao.

More terrible and more powerful.

Lin Xuan believes that the threats he feels are not groundless.

As is known to all, Fubao is based on the magic weapon. According to the different production methods and the materials used as the carrier, it can seal one-fifth to one-tenth of the original magic weapon, even if it is a low one. The monk of the order can also be used.

The power of a general seal is floating from one-fifth to one-tenth, and at most it is no more than one-third.

first. There are too many powers in the seal. There are high requirements for refining techniques and as a carrier.

Second, it is also the most important point. The only way to make a Fubao is to have a magic weapon that is connected to the mind of the monk, and what other treasures are good. Or don't think about the magic weapon you grab from someone else.

In this way, the high-ranking monks who are willing to make Fubao are naturally rare. Even if they have to do it because of any special reason, they will not be able to lose too much of their own life.

One-fifth is almost the limit. To re-cultivate in Dantian for a long time, it can be restored little by little.

As for the occasional appearance of a Fubao with one-third of the power of the original magic weapon, most of the monks are exhausted and knowing. There is no hope of spending the day, so I will give up on myself. Refining a few powerful weapons. Leave it to future generations to do self-defense.

And Tianyuanhou is obviously not in contact with this situation.

But this is the treasure in his hand, but for some reason. There is enough of his body magic weapon to be small and half-powered.

What is the specific reason, not here, but this is not the same as the small treasure, but also his greatest dependence.

This little guy is indeed much more difficult than he expected, but how about it, can it take the attack of this Fubao?

Tian Yuanhou’s face has regained the color of self-confidence. This time the loss is indeed a small feat, but compared with the blood of the real spirit that will be available, it is nothing.

On the other side, Lin Xuan naturally did not see his treasures, his hands were connected, and three tall smelters strengthened the offensive. For a moment, the sword and the sword were stunned.

Then the silver smelter hand danced, the dark chain entangled the last golden drum, the gray-white corpse fire, and soon the treasure was melted into the iron.

hateful!

Tianyuan Hou was angry and angry, but his face was not in a hurry.

At this time, the golden symbol in front of him has risen high, and there is no wind and spontaneous combustion. A heart-rending psychic pressure has come down. If you change a fairy, I am afraid that this is the pressure of the light, and there is some resistance. Can't live, but Lin Xuan is naturally different, just a brow.

I saw a dazzling golden light appearing in the line of sight. Compared with the brilliant light, even the sun, at that moment, suddenly dimmed.

And the golden light kept changing, a long sword, looming into the eye.

"go with!"

Tian Yuanhou screamed into the ear.

Then the golden light rose, but soon disappeared from the place, and stabbed Lin Xuan's eyes at a jaw-dropping speed.

Shaped like a ghost.

However, Lin Xuan has been prepared for prevention. Naturally, it is impossible to be so easy. He will be the ghost of his sword.

The same is a gown, a spurt of the law, followed by an incredible scene.

I saw that the three smelters did not face the enemy positively, but they rushed forward, the corpse was done, and the ice was disintegrated...

That's right, it's ice disintegration, and it's reduced to corpse.

Re-aggregation, but the illusion is no longer a smelting corpse, but a slap, Tian Yuanhou first a few, actually there are one hundred and eight.

"Hey!"

Lin Xuan is another big drink.

Those hoes went to the middle, and then a sword of white bones emerged.

The soul of the soul is not only extraordinary, but also the magical powers inside change.

When Lin Xuan did everything, he was not idle at the foot. He saw his shoulders shaking, and the people had disappeared without a trace. The next time they appeared, they were already a thousand feet away.

Nine days of microsteps, although there is no illusion, but the subtleties, but also superior.

The golden sword that the Fubao illusioned, when it was not hit, and wanted to chase Lin Xuan again, the white bone sword has been stopped.

boom!

The two swords were attacked, and the white bone sword was smashed back by the hard, and the surface cracks were all over, but in the end it was blocked.

"what?"

Tian Yuanhou’s face showed an unexpected color, and the other party could actually block his own sword. This is somewhat unexpected.

But look at the miserable appearance of the white bone sword, and stop here.

However, the confident smile on his face quickly disappeared, and Lin Xuan reached out and touched it. The white bone sword returned to its original state.

"This……"

Tian Yuanhou’s face is a bit ugly, and Lin Xuan is not good. On the surface, this is somewhat like a sword, but it’s not the root. It’s totally different. Once, the bone sword is not a real treasure, but a corpse. The gas is illusory and cohesive. Secondly, although he can recover his scars, the soul is damaged, but the spirituality is not small. It is not a price.

And this point, with the old days of Tianyuanhou, a little thought, the heart is already clear, regained the calm color, the sleeves glance, and a sword fell down.

Lin Xuan seems to be helpless, and only let the white bone sword block forward, but his other hand, but also sacrificed a treasure.

No, it’s not a treasure, it’s also a symbol.

Tianyuan Hou has a big eye, and the other side has Fubao?

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