Tempered Immortal

All of this, Lin Xuan does not know, he is still on the road. [*悠]

The yin and yang corpse is nothing to him.

But after going through this scene, Lin Xuan will not know that the Tianzhu Mountain has changed.

If you want to figure out the technique of cloud forging, you will have to pay a lot of twists and turns.

Fear, Lin Xuan is definitely not afraid.

But in any case, be careful.

Lin Xuan still has some experience for the technique of concealing and suffocating. Although the speed of the dawn will inevitably be affected after the exhibition, even if the same-level cultivator drifts by his side, as long as he does not deliberately release the knowledge, I should not find myself.

For this, Lin Xuan has a number of shortcomings, and the shortcomings are not good.

Lin Xuan thought quietly in his mind. In the blink of an eye, he flew about a thousand miles. At this speed, at dusk, he should be able to reach Tianzhu Mountain.

Although the sun must have fallen behind at that time, for the immortal, the day is still dark, the difference is originally the difference.

At least, Lin Xuan will not care.

......

"Hey, how is it dark?"

Suddenly, Lin Xuan’s light was slow, and then he slowly raised his head. Although it is not noon, but the sun is setting, the time is still far away. How can this sky suddenly become dim?

And it is getting darker and darker, Lin Xuan even involuntarily shuddered.

You must know that he is a distractor-level cultivator. The depth of his mana is almost at the same level as that of a robbery. The body is full of temperament. It has already reached the point where the heat and cold will not invade, and it will be chilly. This is somewhat unusual. ordinary.

Lin Xuan stopped the twilight and the figure gradually flashed in the void.

Because he found that he had no use for the technique of concealment, and his body shape was exposed without knowing it.

hateful!

The weather around it is getting darker and darker. Although I didn't reach the point where I couldn't see my fingers, the dark clouds were very uncomfortable.

Oh...

The yin winds rise and the sand flies away. In the roaring smoldering wind, the faint ghosts are still mixed with sorrowful ghosts.

Lin Xuan is not an ordinary cultivator, but listening to his ears, I feel an upset.

It’s too much to say that you’re so angry. But it really makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Lin Xuan's face is also more and more gloomy. When he meets the yin and yang corpse, he has already guessed that this trip will not go smoothly, but he never imagined that he would meet such a strong enemy halfway.

The other person's figure has not yet fallen into the eyes, there is such a momentum.

Lin Xuan has never seen the world's cultivators. In the realm of the enemy, there is a bit of speculation in his heart.

The robbery period!

Although not acknowledging 100%, the chance of error should be minimal.

And if not wrong. I am afraid that the winner is still the strongest in the Yin division.

Lin Xuan has experienced tremendous enrichment since he set foot on Xiandao, but there are not many opportunities to fight against the strong players in the Yinshi community.

However, I have seen many descriptions related to this in the classics. Legend has it that the ghosts and ghosts are originally known for their mysterious and strange feelings. From a certain angle, even more difficult than the ancient devils.

Various thoughts have turned in my mind, and Lin Xuan’s heart can’t help but play a little drum. Although it is a good thing to grind, but the strong man on the ghost level is still not his heart willing.

But halfway to the end is not Lin Xuan's style, not to mention the fact that now has no hiding, the other party has come near, even if he wants to go is too late.

Come here. Then peace.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath and calmed down a little nervousness.

The whistling sounds of the surrounding are more and more noisy.

"Since the friend of the Tao has come, what is the purpose of pretending to be a ghost, and the strong man of the ghost-level level, is it still necessary to make the tortoise turtle?" Lin Xuan turned his head. In the depths of the bottom of the skull, there were silver awns flashing, and the sound was calm.

"Hey, a guy who is fangs and fangs, is the yin and yang corpse of the deity ruined in your hands?"

A slightly hoarse voice was introduced into the ear, and then only a hundred feet away from the front, and a black air emerged.

At this moment, the sky is originally dark and extreme. If you don't pay careful attention to it, the inconspicuous black gas is likely to be ignored. However, Lin Xuan has a small pupil, and the black gas is wrapped in the ghost-level powerhouse. At this moment, driving a gust of wind, flying over here.

Wherever it went, the sky was darker on the original basis. What is even more terrifying is that the flowers and trees that he used were suddenly withered.

It seems that all of a sudden lost vitality, a hundred miles, are filled with disgusting death.

Even Lin Xuan felt that his heart was somewhat depressed. If he changed his immortal and he was easy to get along with him, I am afraid that he would have lost it before he started fighting.

The ghost sage is really famous.

Lin Xuan is in the middle of his heart, but he understands that this is not good for himself. With his character, he naturally does not want to be led by the other side.

"drink!"

Lin Xuan hands and grips, in addition to this, there is no extra movement, the body of the law slightly running, an amazing awesome aura suddenly dispersed by his body, Lin Xuanyuan body halo, aura.

With his body as the center, the dead air within a radius of ten feet was dispelled, and the feeling of depression also dissipated.

"Yes, yes, the Taoist friend is not an ordinary distracted period cultivator. It is no wonder that the yin and yang corpse of the sacred ritual of the deity will be destroyed by you. If you wait a few more years, you will also be coincidental. The level of great ability to cultivate the immortals, the deity may still only escape the wind, but now..."

"How about now?"

Lin Xuan stared at the black gas that had been left in front of him.

As time went by, the black gas finally became clearer, but it was only a few dozen feet away from it. However, with Lin Xuan’s eyesight, it still couldn’t be seen clearly. It’s just a black and white The figure is gone.

This time, Lin Xuan did not take the phoenix gods, his own cards, he did not want to play, it was easy to show to the other side.

"Now, although you are stronger than the same-order monks, but in the end, it is only a god-level, I don't know what relationship you have with Jia Lao Mo, but since you came to Tianzhu Mountain at this time, then don't want to go back alive. "The shadow in the yin, the hoarse voice came into the ear."

"Jia old devil, which Jia old devil?"

Lin Xuan had some stunned voices coming into the ears, and he seemed to inadvertently break into the whirlpool.

"Hey, what is the use of pretentiousness now, your denomination will not ask the deity, and you will catch your life and then smash the soul..." The voice of the ghost sneer is heard in the ear, time, around The yin wind is getting bigger and bigger.

Ps: I have to go out at night, update it earlier today, and ask for a ticket.

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