Tempered Immortal

The 641th chapter of the hot hand to destroy the enemy

Winter is coming to spring, time is flowing, and unconsciously it is another.

Lin Xuan’s practice was very smooth. After more than three hundred days of sacrifice, the shape of the baby boy was finally completely stabilized.

Jin Dan has also grown to the limit. Now, as long as he is willing, he can immediately start to condense Yuan Ying. Of course, there are also preconditions, and there is enough Tian Dian Dan in his hand.

Therefore, before finding a fire that could refine this magical medicine, Lin Xuan decided to slow down first.

After all, he is still less than a hundred years old, and the condensed Yuan Ying does not need to be in a hurry.

Either don't do it, or you have to have full control. Lin Xuan doesn't want to fail again, and he has to do something else in his hand.

Just thinking like this, Lin Xuan suddenly moved his eyebrows and had two strong breaths, which are quickly approaching here.

Condensed monk!

There are still a few miles from the island, but the target is clearly here.

Lin Xuan’s face couldn’t help but gloomy. This kind of wild and dangerous, there are heavy killings in the outer swamp. Who is the one who has enough to sneak into here?

Could it be...Ningjia monks?

Speaking of it, they killed their ancestors years ago. The other side has been listening for nothing. It makes Lin Xuan a bit strange, and now he ran to check, and the time between them was too far away.

Of course, Lin Xuan did not have the mood to investigate the cause. His body shape flashed and disappeared from the original place without a trace.

"Senior brother, the ancestors said that he had to retreat for about a year. Now it has been more than 30 days. How can there be no news?" A monk wearing a gray cloth robes, worried about the opening.

"Hey, you ask me, I know where else, don't say my ancestors, it's the Lord, and I haven't contacted the family for a long time. In the middle, don't make any mistakes." Another person, dressed up is similar. But the clothes he wore were red.

"Impossible, impossible, my ancestors have been successfully transformed into corpse demon, repaired as a monk in the early days of the Yuan Ying, all have to win, not to mention the martial marsh, supernatural powers have a bonus effect, look Rotating the island, unless it is the Lord of the Magic, or the grand elders of Hao Ranzong, who can help the ancestors?"

"The words are correct." The red-dressed monk nodded, but his face showed a hint of dignity: "But I heard that the ancestors practiced the corpse of the corpse and were not smooth sailing. They had made a mistake and had to stay in the body. The gas swamp must be advanced to the mid-infant, in order to break through the restrictions, I am afraid..."

Having said that, his voice is low, and the gray-shirt monk is moving: "The brother is afraid that the ancestors are too impatient, and the bottleneck is ignited?"

"Yeah." The red-dressed monk was deeply worried. He was waiting for the opening. Suddenly he felt like something, and his face showed a fierce color. He said: "Who? Which guy is hiding aside and eavesdropping on us?"

The voice did not fall, and a blue light descended from the sky. The light column was evenly grounded, and the momentum was magnificent. The two condensed monks felt a terrible pressure and let them fall down.

"this is……"

The two were shocked, and the mana of the whole body kept flowing, and it was hard to stabilize the figure.

However, both of them have already looked pale and faintly revealing a look of fear.

This spiritual pressure, this momentum, is actually the Yuan Ying monk?

But here is where the ancestors lived, where did he go?

There is a bad hunch in the heart. As the saying goes, there is no more than two tigers in the mountains. There are other old monsters in the Yuan Ying period. Is the ancestor killed?

The anger was anxious, but on the surface, the two did not dare to show the slightest disrespectful emotions. Instead, they stabilized their physique and gave a ritual, full of laughter.

"The younger generation did not know that the predecessors lived here in seclusion, and they did not intend to break into it. They also hoped not to mind." The red-dressed monk bent down deeply, and the expression on his face was respectful and extreme, while he said, while looking at Lin Xuan’s face.

Unfortunately, his work is useless.

Lin Xuan has been there for some time. He has already heard the conversations of the two people clearly. They naturally know that they are the immortals of Ning's family.

"Dead to the end, but also a slick tongue." Lin Xuan's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm.

The two listened, knowing that the disaster is coming, and looking at each other: "Go!"

It is divided into two different colors of glare, and the lasing is in the opposite direction.

The purpose is very simple, separate to go, although it is easy to be broken by each, but in the face of the Yuan Ying period old blame, even if they join hands, there is no chance of winning, but it is better to go all the way, all by luck, maybe there are people who can run out.

The idea seems to be right, but it is too naive.

Lin Xuan’s current cultivation is better than the old ones in the early days of Yuan Ying.

After a sneer, lifted his right hand, the index finger split, and a few cyan swords spurted out of the sleeves.

"go with!"

Lin Xuan pointed out that those swords suddenly became a line, and if they pierced the lightning of the sky, if the horror of the chasing was like the back of the red monk.

The speed is very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it is already in front of you.

This person is afraid, and when he raises his hand, he will pay for a plaque. When it burns, it turns into an elliptical golden ball of light and wraps him in it.

"It’s actually a diamond, and this Ning family is quite rich."

Lin Xuan is somewhat interested, just to try what he is now. This symbol is a metallic level. The defensive power is also known as the name, and it is worth thousands of spar.

At the heart of the movement, the Jianguang detoured more urgently, and had already smashed up.

At the time, the Qingguang Jinmang flashed, and after a few seconds, a crisp burst was heard, the mask was broken, but the swordsman also disappeared.

Lin Xuan’s face showed a satisfactory color. If it was a year ago, it would not be a magic weapon. Just because of Jianguang, I am afraid I still can’t break the metallic floor guard. It seems that after the magic baby training is stabilized, Shentong repairs it. It has also risen a lot.

"Predecessors are forgiving."

The red-dressed monk has already gone down. He also knows that in any case, he can't escape. If he is afraid of the degree of death, he and the Ning family will have a fight.

Lin Xuan naturally will not be sentimental, a sword light popped up, and his life was saved.

But this delay, the gray robe monk has escaped dozens of miles away, this person is not as good as the brother, but the light theory is just its strengths.

However, he did not dare to delay a little. The enemy is an old monster in the Yuan Ying period. As long as he has not escaped from the swamp, he cannot be said to be safe.

Most of the ancestors have fallen, this matter can be a little troublesome, you must sue the homeowner as soon as possible to discuss countermeasures.

This person is a bit frustrated, a terrible spiritual pressure descends from the sky, a few feet in front, and a light group emerges out of thin air.

Lin Xuan is looming inside.

"Run, where can you go?"

Lin Xuan’s face is full of smiles. Since I have come here, there is only one way... Go to the Netherland!