Tempered Immortal

Chapter 86—The Essence

Shortly after Lin Xuan left, a dawn fell from the sky, and the three monks of Huo Lingmen came out.

"Senior brother, the feeling of the guy disappeared here." The young monk who was talking about a 20-year-old was staring at the eyebrows, and the childishness was not taken off. However, it was later in the sixth layer.

"Be careful, Kim and Chen are not weak in the mana, but they are also poisoned by the other side. The man is not an ordinary casual."

"How about that, from the death of the two, it is obviously being sneak attack."

"No matter what, there is no harm in being cautious."

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It can be heard from the dialogue that the three found the body of the unlucky monk who was destroyed by Lin Xuan, and did not know what method they used to track it.

"The man must have crossed the river, let's go over!"

The other person has not spoken, but he is very anxious. After saying this proposal, he does not wait for the two parents to answer, and drives the flying character, flying like the other side of the river.

"Jiao Shidi, wait!"

The monk, who is known as the Wanshi brother, has a glimpse of him. Although he does not have the knowledge of Lin Xuan and does not know the blood of Warcraft, the **** fog floating in the river is obviously not a good thing. He is trying to observe for a while. I didn't expect the younger brother to have slammed into action.

I want to remind him to be careful, but it is too late, the **** fog, suddenly tumbling up, and notice that there is a prey into his body, blood Warcraft will be polite, once again condensed a **** silk thread, stabbed him toward him.

The anxious monk was taken aback, of course, refused to sit still, he shot on the left wrist, a small symbol has been sacrificed by him, after the burning, turned into a light blue mask, will His body is wrapped in it.

It is a rare high-level defense symbol!

A **** silk thread hit the hood, and the white light trembled, but the mask could not be broken. The young monk had just breathed a sigh of relief, but then he was white as paper.

I saw that the wires suddenly entangled, changed the shape of a giant python, and then wrapped the rim tightly.

Seeing this amazing scene, not only is it in the hearts of the monks in the blood, but his two companions are also eclipsed.

The situation is urgent, and the two have no time to think too much: "Don't panic, I will help you."

At the same time, the dawn of the light flew in the past, these two fire-soul disciples, actually have the spirit, one is a two-meter long iron whip, the other, it is a gray flying sword.

Although it is the next product from the color point of view, as a spiritual period monk, there is such a treasure, it is already very enviable.

The power of the spirit is not the same, the monsters do not dare to neglect, the blood fog is transformed into a giant python, and they are entangled with each other.

And the monk trapped in the beam of light, also did not sit still, from the bracelet and pulled out a few symbols, like the center of the blood fog passed.

In the meantime, the spirits are vertical and horizontal, the blood is flying, the sound of the explosion is endless, and the monsters are playing with the three monks.

The other side of the river bank.

Lin Xuan slowly retracted his gaze, and his mouth showed a sly smile. The three guys who tracked themselves will be destined to fall here.

The strength of Blood Warcraft is not the same, the only one who can win it is the self-cultivator of the base period, the agile period monk, unless it has many treasures like himself, otherwise it will become the food in its mouth.

Yeah, let the monsters get rid of these nasty tails, it will not be more doubtful.

However, it is also necessary to hurry and hurry, as soon as possible, the two flavors of grass in the bag, otherwise it is really a master of the base period, this blood Warcraft can not resist.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan turned and stepped up.

Of course, the vigilance is not relaxed at all. In addition to the spiritual shield, he will also sacrifice the golden rope and rotate around his body. Although this is not a defensive property, it is still certain for the user. Protection.

Nowadays, Lin Xuan attacks a lot of means, but the treasures used for defense are lacking. In addition to the most basic spiritual shield, only the seals acquired by Daofushan have the defensive symbols of the middle-level spells.

But the sign is one-off. Lin Xuan was not willing to waste it so much before the exact enemy was found.

What he can do is to expand his knowledge and be vigilant.

After an hour, Lin Xuan came to the front of a hill, the mountain is not high, but lonely and straight, standing at the foot of the mountain, Lin Xuan smelled a refreshing aroma.

The taste is the same as the silvery moonflower and the streamflower grass depicted in the book. Lin Xuan’s face flashed a touch of joy and finally found it. And from the richness of the fragrance, the two herbs are at a mature stage. .

With a long night dream, Lin Xuan immediately followed the aroma and came to the front of a huge stone in the middle of the mountain.

Two strange plants grow aside.

One of them, only a few inches long, the flowers are very strange, curved, a bit like the moon, the other one, to be a little bigger, at first glance, a bit like ordinary weeds, but the surface of the leaves exudes A touch of fluorescence.

The elixir was in front of him, and Lin Xuan’s eyes flashed with excitement, but he did not take action, but took a breath and calmed himself down.

If you change a monk, you must pick it up immediately, but Lin Xuan will not do such a stupid thing. A thousand years of ginseng in the district, there is a poisonous cockroach next to it, how can such a heaven and earth spirit grass not be guarded by monsters?

He didn't want to be in a hurry and put himself in a dangerous place.

Lin Xuan put his knowledge out, and a moment later, his face showed a strange color.

There is really no monster, otherwise the fluctuations of spiritual power cannot hold themselves, but there is a strange yin.

A little feeling of ghosts in the underworld.

Lin Xuan hesitated for a moment, reaching out, two white light swept toward the silvery moonflower and the rushing grass, and at this moment, a screaming snarl into the ear...