Tempered Immortal

Chapter 673 Chapter Marsh Center

Ghosts laughed and laughed, so a good magic weapon in the hands of the other party is just a waste.

Violent things, let this corpse give you back to the West.

The suffocating suffocation of the body was substantial, and the sharp unicorn on the forehead shrank inward, and then flew out.

The darkness of the black man, turned into a line of dark black light, the speed is very fast, where the bald monk reacted, and there is no time to display any means of defense.

His spiritual shield is more like paper, accompanied by whine, has been broken by a fierce attack.

puff……

Bloody sky, the bald monk's eyes lost their luster, but still with unbelief, looked down.

His left chest was pierced by a sharp corner, and the heart was already crushed. The red blood was so glaring.

The force passed, he turned into a body, but this is only the beginning...

Above the ghost corner, it seems to have magic power, and instantly **** his blood into it.

The flesh and blood disappeared, and there was only one white bone in the air, and there was a longan-sized orb in the chest and abdomen of the white bone.

The pearls exude a deep luster, which is the golden dragon of the monk!

The black mang flashed, the ghost head had already flown to the front, and the big mouth was swallowed.

Satisfied color on the face.

Then he stared and stared at another prey.

The old man was frightened and frightened. The bald monk was not as good as himself, but it was also a condensate period. He actually died in the other's hands.

Moreover, the soul of the flesh is swallowed up, and even the chance to re-enter the reincarnation is lost.

The tragic ending is nothing more than this, the so-called rabbit fox sorrow, where he still has half the rebellious courage.

Seeing the other side looks like myself, the old man is shaking, only feeling sour and soft, really can not afford the idea of ​​half-revolt.

The shape of the body has turned into a dark and fierce anger, and the lasing is like a distant place.

However, doing this is tantamount to being very stupid. Even your own magic weapon is lost. Once you meet the enemy, where will there be any effort?

Although he is also a last resort...

The ghost head was so excited that it exuded a more terrible suffocation, and the entire head was wrapped in a white corpse fire, and Li Xiaochao chased it up.

Losing the magic weapon of the life, the speed of the old man has dropped a lot. After a few interest, he was caught up by the other party. His eyes were full of panic. People were in the air, but they quickly squatted: "The seniors were forgiving, the seniors were forgiving, under May be a cow, let you drive..."

The voice did not fall, but it stopped abruptly. The head of the ghost bite his throat. The purpose of the other party was to practice with the blood of the monk. The words of the slave could not be moved.

Then the flesh and blood of the body disappeared quickly, and Jindan was swallowed up, leaving only the skeleton to fall into the swamp. After a hundred years, it would have turned into a mud.

Roar!

The ghost screamed and slid, and the magic fog swayed. The two monks' storage bags and magic treasures were shot and flew back.

......

Besides, Lin Xuan, he and Xin surnamed the monk did not encounter any trouble along the way, the corpse is not stupid, sent a small 喽啰 to deal with the Yuan Ying period master can only be a meat buns to play dogs, there is no return!

About half an hour later, the two saw the small island in the center of the swamp.

In the shape of a crescent, there are more than ten miles long, a full of yin, and the face is coming, Lin Xuan brows a pick, the eyes can not help but reveal a bit of ecstasy.

The yin is so abundant, the yin vein here is indeed the best.

At last it was not a waste of effort!

If the rumor is found to be wrong, Lin Xuan will turn around and leave, there is not enough benefit, the fool will fight the corpse of the Yuan Ying period.

In addition to the magic guardian, Lin Xuan is not half-interested.

In the eyes of the monks of Xin Xin, the same color of joy and admiration was revealed, but soon, his face became iron and blue.

Without him, this island is not an ordinary person dare!

Don't look at the surrounding purple fog, it is because the toxic fog here is colorless and transparent, and it can hurt people invisible.

Moreover, its toxicity has skyrocketed several times. Whether the Yuan Ying period master can withstand it is unclear, but he certainly can't do it. Even with the treasures of poisoning, it will also be turned into a pile of white bones.

At this point, the Xin surnamed the monk was awkward, and he was afraid that Lin Xuan would pull him together.

Fortunately, this kind of worry is purely redundant. Although Lin Xuan is not a good thing, it will not drag the other side to death.

Of course, it will not take the risk of letting the other party leave.

This poisonous mist in front of me is still hard to find myself.

Lin Xuan reached for a shot, a pill slipped out of the palm of his hand and smiled and handed it over.

"Predecessors, you are this..." Xin’s monk could not help but hesitate.

"To swallow it, you can temporarily help you resist the poisonous fog." Lin Xuan said quietly, although the voice is not big, but the tone is not to refute.

"Yes..." The other party took the pill and his face changed for several times.

"Why, is the Taoist friend not a good old man?"

"No... no dare."

The monk Xin Xin gritted his teeth and swallowed the medicinal herbs into the abdomen. As the saying goes, people have to bow their heads under the eaves. In the face of the Yuan Ying period master, he really dare not violate the rules. I myself, but whether this drug can resist the poisonous fog, he can be very embarrassed.

I can only take a step and look at it. I will fly into the island with Lin Xuan.

The mind was dizzy, but the body was running, and this sad feeling suddenly vanished. Xin’s monk’s heart was wide, and he couldn’t help but admire Lin Xuan’s eye. He didn’t know what the other person was taking for himself. Actually, there is such a magical restraining effect on poison fog.

His life was saved, and his confidence grew up. Maybe he followed the Yuan Ying period and finally he was safe.

"Old ancestors, carrion poison has no effect on them." In the wide stone cave, the face of Ning Jia Shaozhu showed a worrying color.

"Oh, nothing, since the other party has a master of the Yuan Ying period, it is reasonable to be able to restrain this poisonous fog." The corpse smirked and opened his mouth, but then, in the **** red eyelids, there was a hint of confusion: It’s just the realm of this person, it’s a bit strange.”

"Strange, why? You just said that he is the Yuan Ying period old monster!"

"It was just now, but now it is close, he feels a little different from those old monsters, like Yuan Ying instead of Yuan Ying..."

After listening to the words of the ancestors, the Ning family is a foggy one, but fortunately he does not intend to study anything, the right is the wind.

"Oh, no matter what, this person is very high, it is sure, swallowing his flesh and blood, I will be able to advance to success." The murderous eyes in the eyes of the murderous, the expression on the face is more and more embarrassed: "Sun Child, stay here and don't move, wait for the old man to go to the two guys who come from afar."

"Yes!" Ning Jia Shaozhu bowed his waist and showed a hint of flattering on his face: "The disciple wishes the ancestral flag to win, and the horse is successful."