Tempered Immortal

Seeing that Xing Er and others have passed the crisis, Lin Xuan turned his head and put a strong sense of the gods to the front.

Tens of thousands of miles, for the mortal, is out of reach, but Lin Xuan's knowledge is strong, but it can be easily felt clearly.

Then a clear picture, the whole picture was stunned.

Flying sand and stone, the world is changing.

Looking around, giving people the feeling is like a sea of ​​wilderness.

As a result, dozens of high and low peaks have been razed to the ground.

The roads are criss-crossed, criss-crossed, and the voids are already fragmented.

Lin Xuan's pupils are miniature, and the two sides of this battle are really different. In terms of strength, they are stronger than the gods, and the ghosts that have just been killed.

The yin wind is like ink, and the black air of the sky is vertical and horizontal. However, this layer of obstacles is useless. Lin Xuan will still see the scene in front of him clearly.

Two sinister ghosts are taller than ordinary people. However, from the aspect of appearance, there are some similarities. They are covered in flames.

Only one on the left, the fierce color is gray, the one on the right, and the wildfire on the body is dark.

They are all motionless, and the outcome has been decided at this moment.

The ghost on the left, round eyes, his face is full of incredible expressions, and he squats on his body, riddled with holes, as if he had been worn by thousands of arrows.

Not only the flesh was scrapped, but even Yuan Ying did not escape.

"Big brother!"

The expression of Snow is full of anger, and the expression of sadness does not hide anything at all. Obviously, the ghosts who lost this time are loyal to Ashura.

And the living ghost is the hand of the king of the golden corpse.

hateful!

Snow's eyes are on fire, and I can't wait to smash the other side. He was gray and made a big move, and flew away toward the front.

......

At the same time, more than ten thousand miles away, the siege war is still in full swing.

Looking into the distance, countless ghosts and ghosts, like ants, stacked in layers and rushed toward the city, the original fairy city, at this moment is like a leafy boat in the stormy waves. It is possible to overturn at any time.

The number of corpses is more, and these are unconscious things, and they don’t know what to fear.

That scene, just look at it is very trembling.

Fortunately, here is the hiding place for the moon, but it is the predecessor of the king of Ashura. The hand-off, the defensive power is called a different kind of small, the monks in the city did not sit and wait to say, desperately counterattack, this can only obstruct the offensive of the corpse army.

For a time, it showed a stalemate.

No matter what the outcome is, now you can see who can support it for a long time.

"The eyes of the ghost-gathers are really admirable. The strength of the kid is really a small matter. The five ghosts of Youtan have already fallen two. If this continues, it may be a fateful outcome."

A smug laughter is heard in the ear. In this chaotic battlefield, nothing was noticeable, space fluctuations began, and two figures appeared in sight.

One of them is tall and has a green face. The other one, the figure is surrounded by the fog. The appearance can't be seen clearly, but it seems to be a palace lady who still has a charm.

Both of them were in the process of robbing, and the sinister power of the beautiful woman showed the powerful strength of the late looting.

"Hey, the ghost ambassador, this time you are afraid to look away again."

The cold and cold voice of Huang Quan’s ghost mother was introduced into the ear, and the eyebrows of the eyebrows were faintly a bit jealous.

"Oh, where is the ghost mother? Where do you think that the five ghosts will fight the kid, but will eventually fall to death?" The guy, known as the ghost, had an unbelievable color on his face.

"Not bad."

The expression of Huang Quan’s ghost mother must be affirmed: “It’s just you, it’s the old man, and it’s also the same. It’s a lot more terrible than expected. Now it’s not going to the point of magic, not to mention the secluded area. Tan Wu ghost, it is this ghost mother and him, and have to be careful."

"Oh, what should I do?"

The guy, known as the sneaky messenger, had a hint of panic on his face.

Originally, they wanted to compete with the rivers, and the fishermen benefited. After the two sides lost both sides, they would clean up the mess.

Now it seems that the situation is imagined to be too good, and the strength of the singularity of the five ghosts cannot give the other party a heavy blow.

In this way, it is inconsistent with their original imagination. Do you want to face this terrible enemy?

In the heart of the ghost, there is no bottom at all.

"What is useless, why bother panic, the sorrowful five ghosts are playing the Lin Xiaozi, but they are by no means arbitrary. They have fallen two, but the remaining three are enough to delay a lot of effort. With so much time as a buffer, we are still afraid of returning empty-handed..." The voice of Huang Quan’s ghostly sneer was introduced into the ear. She was not only a cultivator in the late stage of the robbery, but also a very flexible mind.

"The adults are saying..." The ghost ambassador heard this and could not help but brighten his eyes.

"Hey, isn't this ghost mother enough to say clearly, of course, shooting people first shot the horse, and the thief first smashed the king."

"The king of Ashura is indeed a stunning figure. The prohibition left behind is not a trivial matter. However, she is not here. Some of the banned bans in the district can really block this ghost, and the Linzi is dragged. The masters of the month’s hoes are also going out, the city is empty, we can take the first level..."

"Ghost mother is really amazing, let the five ghosts of the singer to drag the enemy for us, but we took the opportunity to take the head of King Ashura?" The ghost's face showed excitement.

"Hey, what Ashura is, it’s just a yellow-haired girl."

Huang Quan's ghost mother is full of disdainful color: "But no matter what, if this is successful, we will make a great effort, not only the golden corpse, but also the other old monsters, will also give us a lot of rewards. If you want to go further, one day, maybe one will become the sixth level of the Yin Shi.

"The little man is here to congratulate the ghost mother and realize his wish soon." The ghost said with a charming face.

"As long as you are well assisted by me, you will not be able to benefit from it."

......

And all this, Lin Xuan does not know.

At this moment, there is actually another battle group that has won the strengths and weaknesses.

What makes people chilling is that the masters who are loyal to King Ashura have lost their hatred and lost. The five fights, except for the last one, are not divided, and the other four games are equally divided.

The face of the snow is ugly, if it is not coincidental, the apricots brought the Lord to come here, they have lost and lost, even now, the situation is not good enough.