Tempered Immortal

The ancient devil was overjoyed, and his face flashed a sneer, while the human monks secretly complained.

"Stupid guys are not **** quickly, and they can suffer a lot less."

The sound of the ancient sorcerer's voice was introduced into the ear, and it was like a blue sky. It was like a big drink in his mouth, but the movements on his hands were not idle. The six arms flew up and down, and the purple fist shadows dispersed in time. Amazing to the point of no more.

The target of his attack is the round-faced girl who just made a mistake.

This woman does not seem to be 17 or 18 years old, although the true age is certainly not limited, but it is undoubtedly the youngest of these groups of human monks.

Seeing her realm is still not very stable, it is not long before it has just condensed into Jindan.

I just had a mistake in my busy life. At this moment, the fear in the girl’s heart has not yet dissipated, and I am facing the violent attack of the ancient demon. This woman seems to have been scared and stupid, so she stood still.

"Apricot, what are you doing?"

The head of the old man was shocked and angry. At the crucial moment, the teacher actually made such a stupid mistake, and the depression in his heart was conceivable.

However, the annoyance is useful, and the remedy seems to be too late, but in any case, he will never sit still.

Under anxiety, I saw that he had one hand and raised one, and released a long white light. Others may not be able to see it clearly, but Lin Xuan and their realm are far from each other. Everything in front of them is clearly eye-catching. It is a treasure of a ruler shape.

The speed is very fast, and it is going to the top of the ancient devil.

"idiot!"

The ancient devil turned a blind eye, and Zhangkou’s dark magical spurt.

The magical flash flashed, turning into a burning hand that appeared in front of the eyes, as fast as lightning, like a fisherman, and grabbed the ruler in his hand.

The five fingers clenched, and the treasure of this treasure suddenly faded a lot.

Throughout the process, the rabbits have fallen, and the rest of the actions of the ancient demon have not been affected.

The purple fist shadow came to the front of the round-faced girl in a flash.

This woman seems to be smashing away.

However, it is at this time. The change of the protrusions, a gust of wind blowing, those purple fist shadows actually burst like a blisters.

"what happened?"

"impossible!"

The ancient demon exclaimed in unison with the human monks, but the emotions contained in the tone were very different. The human side is a surprise, and the ancient demon is an angry intersection...

There are so many cultivators present, but no one knows what happened.

This is not unusual, Lin Xuan is between them. There is too much difference.

"Where is Gao, who is here, dare to break the tricks of the deity, why don't you dare to show up?"

The ancient demon was silent for a moment, and the voice was hoarse. In his heart, he had already had some retreat in his heart, but at this moment, he turned and fled. Obviously it is not suitable, so I hardened my scalp and said such a provocative speech.

Lin Xuan listened in his ear. However, there is no expression at all. With his supernatural power, nature has long been disdainful, and the same element of the infant level is indulged.

Lin Xuan's movements are very incomparable, and the direct aura flashes, and he emerges from the hiding place.

boom!

At the same time, a terrible spiritual pressure fell from the sky.

Of course, this is already a convergence, Lin Xuan released the pressure. Less than one-third of the state of full prosperity, otherwise, this pressure is the only thing that can be unbearable. Directly exploded and died.

Even so, the ancient demon also took a few steps back, not to mention the human monks, and quickly released the treasures of the body, one by one. Still the same as Wan Qiang.

"you……"

Looking at Lin Xuan's face, the ancient devil's look of horror, has been unable to speak.

Originally, he thought that the mysterious master was at most the late Yuan Ying, so that even if he couldn’t beat himself, his life would always be somewhat grasped, so his heart was not particularly fearful.

Who knows, but it is so unfathomable, just the spiritual pressure, you have to fly away.

Even the cultivator at the clutch level can't be terrible to this extent. Is this guy actually a ancestor of Dong Xuan?

The thoughts in my mind have turned, and the fear in his heart has been added. The ancient devils are better than the same ones because of the aggressiveness. In general, they are better than the same-order cultivators, but Yuan Ying and Dong Xuan are not a force at all. At the level, to the master of this level, there is no chance for him to escape.

"senior……"

The only way out is to make a good word, but Lin Xuan is not interested in listening to him, the sleeves are a glimpse, and there is no flash of light. Just the fierce ancient demon, it has exploded inexplicably.

In the spirit of Lin Xuan, it was turned into powder, and even Yuan Ying had no chance to escape.

This scene fell in the eyes of the monks, one by one with a complex expression, but soon, it was replaced by awe, and the look was even more cramped.

It’s no wonder that they are jealous, Lin Xuan is not wrong for them, but the strength of the two sides, but the gap is too much.

At this moment, the hearts of these monks are also playing drums. After all, this level of old monsters, temperament is erratic, but it is normal, but for fear of a bad response, causing a great disaster.

"Thank you for the help of the predecessors. If it wasn't for the help of the predecessors, I have been killed by the ancient demon. I don't thank you. If there are any things for the seniors, the younger ones will try their best."

As the old man, the hair has been white but the spirit is awkward. Before Lin Xuan’s opening, he will give the first ritual, not to mention that his respectful attitude can’t be picked up.

Of course, Lin Xuanben has no intention of being difficult for these little guys. The main purpose of his arrival here is to ask for directions.

"Which martial art do you are, what is here?" Lin Xuan’s voice was flat.

"The younger generation is the cultivator of the Haisha School. Here is the illusory forest." The old man’s stunned voice was introduced into his ear. Lin Xuan’s question is too speechless.

The strength of this predecessor is unfathomable, but the questions asked are too naive.

However, despite his doubts, his answer is quite satisfactory.

"Fantasy forest?"

Lin Xuan's brow is slightly wrinkled. He can be sure that although the area of ​​the dragon is broad, there is absolutely no such place.

"Is it still spiritual?"

In the face of these little cultivators, Lin Xuan did not need to hide and squat, and directly asked the biggest question in his heart.

This problem made the old man stay, but soon revealed a clear expression: "The original generation is not the cultivator here, blame that you have to know the road, here is the lost interface, it can be said that it is no longer a spiritual world. ”

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