Tempered Immortal

The sixty-seventh chapter

As the saying goes, clay people have a three-point fire, not to mention the master of suffering is the old blame of the Yuan Ying period, and it is imaginable that the Buddha is enchanted and tempered.

Because I was seriously injured, I had to hold back and forth again, but this guy in front of me was too much to deceive too much!

The tiger is not angry, really is a sick cat!

The eyes flashed a stern color, and the master of the pain reached out and rubbed his chest, and a blood spurted out of his mouth.

After the blood was separated from the body, it immediately expanded rapidly and turned into a sharp-edged spear. There were countless black runes on the surface, which looked mysterious.

"go with!"

The **** gas rises, and the bone spear seems to pierce the lightning of the sky, and the shackles are like each other.

Lin Xuan's light is a little slow, the other side has a hateful blow, but it can't be underestimated. Reaching out, taking a shot on the storage bag, there is a slap-sized shield in the palm of his hand.

This shield is made of white bones, ghostly, in the middle of the shield, and a grimace.

Sanyin white bone shield!

In the battle of the corpse swamp, Lin Xuan was not small, for example, the shield at the moment, and the yin and yang treasure fan.

A law was beaten on it, the shield suddenly swelled up, the face opened, and a smoldering wind spit out Lin Lin.

"what!"

The face of Master Chen is full of surprises. This three-yellow bone shield should belong to an old monster in Wan Gui Lake. Why is it that he is in the hands of this kid? Of course, he can not care about these now, and his body shape is changed again. To take the road to escape.

It’s a pity that it’s too late, and the magic snake that has been turned into a sci-fi fire has been hidden in the side. At this moment, I took the opportunity and immediately slammed it out.

If you go to the situation, you will come to the old monster in an instant. The master of the bitter hides, but he does not put this inconspicuous magic fire in his eyes.

After snoring, he raised his left hand, and the entire palm was wrapped in the raging magic, and the sly grasped the fire snake.

Lin Xuan’s mouth reveals a hint of ridiculous color, and it is also unfortunate that the old monster is unlucky. After being seriously injured, the knowledge of God is greatly affected. Otherwise, he will not see the power of this bizarre fire.

"what!"

When the two sides are in contact, the magical spirit not only does not have the effect of blocking it at all, but instead it is like a fuel on the fire, and it is suddenly ignited.

Without any hindrance, the fire snake suddenly broke into the body of the master of suffering.

The screams of screams are transmitted to the ears. If the masters of the sorrows are at the height of their prosperity, they may be able to resist one or two by their own cultivation. However, now, the whole has become a burning fire.

Suddenly, the few monk-time monks were stunned and their faces showed a hint of sorrow.

Lin Xuan did not pay attention to them at all, but his eyes fixed on the burning fire.

With a bang, the fire was shining, and the body of the master of the bitterness was split, but a black light burst out of the flame.

The speed is very fast, but Lin Xuan still sees clearly, it is a one or two inch big villain.

Yuan Ying!

Unlike other monks, the Yuan Ying period old monsters are not degraded even if they are not physically, and Yuan Ying can regain his home.

But at this moment, Lin Xuan naturally will not let him escape.

A thing slips from the sleeves to the palm of the hand, it is the magic weapon of the nine days of the moon.

Yuan Ying’s small face is full of grievances, and his hands are still tightly holding the storage bag in his arms, and his body flashes, and he is surprised to find dozens of feet.

Teleport!

Lin Xuan’s eyes are slightly stunned. This is one of the most difficult skills of Yuan Ying. He did not hesitate to sacrifice the magic weapon in his hand.

The thing flashed, but it disappeared from the original place. Then a screaming sound came from the air. The Yuan Ying period fell from the air, and a small ring was placed on the waist.

"No... Impossible, what kind of treasure you are, you can break my teleported spell!" Yuan Ying is full of face-to-face grievances, and his eyes are all incredible colors.

"Hey." Lin Xuan naturally has no interest in what he explained, his wrists are shaking, and the nine-day moon is flashing on the ring. In an instant, Yuan Ying has been frozen.

Then he waved his hand and took the other party back to his palm.

The magic weapon of double attributes is really easy to use. After Lin Xuan became a magic baby, he gradually began to play its powerful magical power.

Five fingers forced, a few swords spurt out, the ice broke, Yuan Ying was also killed, leaving only a storage bag, Lin Xuan naturally did not hesitate to get the hand.

The whole process of electro-optic flint, from the Yuan Ying of the master of the bitter, to the annihilation of Lin Xuan, but a blink of an eye.

When the monks reacted, everything was over.

Lin Xuan looked at the storage bag in his hand, his face was full of joy, but this time he accidentally annihilated a strong enemy, and a Yuanying monk's storage bag will definitely make a big deal.

Of course, now he can't wait to clean up slowly, because the monks have come close to each other quietly, and everyone looks at them, staring at the eyes of his storage bag, full of greed.

Lin Xuan brows, these people are chasing after the masters of suffering, it seems that not only is the reason for the pursuit of killing, but also wants to retrieve a treasure from the hands of the old monster.

Nowadays, the storage bags are in their hands, and it is no wonder that they are not willing to give up.

Of course, Lin Xuan is different from the master of the bitterness. He is a suffocating singer. Therefore, it is naturally not a fear for a few monks who are condensed.

The face is expressionless and suspended in the air.

Seeing Lin Xuan has no fear, the hearts of those monks are a bit embarrassed, although Lin Xuan showed the repair, but the late Dan, but the means of killing the masters just let them chill.

Although there are many people on the side of this side, it is reasonable to say that there is no need to be afraid of anything, but it seems that it should not be arrogant with this weird enemy.

The other side's cultivation is not high, but they can give them an unfathomable strange feeling.

"I don't know the name of this Taoist friend, and he is in charge of Lei Leopard in the tens of thousands of ghost lakes outside the house. Thanks to the friend of the road." The ring-eyed monk held a fist and hoarse voice.

Lin Xuan listened, his brow wrinkled, this person's face is rude, but in fact it is a deep-hearted guy, through the name, but has already identified his identity.

Wan Guihu, that is the nine powers of Yunhai. The other side is doing this, obviously it is threatening.

Unfortunately, for myself, it is useless.

"Under Li Yaotian, a mediation, and the bitter old man, there is a big hatred, so I just can't talk about any righteousness, but it's just down the stone." Lin Xuan's expressionless, faint opening.

"Daoyou said with a smile." Lin Xuan said so frankly, but let a few monks of Wan Gui Lake face each other, Lei Leopard expression is a bit, it seems a little uncomfortable.

"In any case, we are always grateful to the Taoist friends."