Tempered Immortal

Eighty-nine-nine-fourth chapter of the demon martial armor (on)

Lin Xuan has decided to start, but his face has revealed a kind smile: "This is not a mixed-race friend, and there is something to do next."

"What, I have something to do, do you recognize me?"

Lin Xuan’s remarks were too unexpected. Even the city’s ancestral hometown could not help but look surprised.

After all, he has been in the Kuiyin Mountains for more than a hundred years, but I don’t remember when I met a monster in the middle of the Yuan Ying.

"Oh, more than a hundred years ago, I had a relationship with Daoyou in the next, but just look at this situation, the Taoist friend does not seem to remember." Lin Xuan with his hand, the face showed a smile like a smile.

Of course, his words are purely sloppy, with the aim of distracting attention and reducing the vigilance of the other party.

"A hundred years ago?" The old ancestors of the mixed yuan were locked and remembered. It was a coincidence that at that time, he really went to Youzhou for a tour.

It’s only a long time, and Lin Xuan’s looks are too ordinary, so I don’t have to remember.

Listening to the dialogue between the two people, the anger on the face of the black tiger demon king gradually disappeared. Don’t look at him in front of the old ancestors, his chest is squeaky, but in fact, the peacock fairy is very jealous. .

On the surface, both of them are in the mid-term cultivation, but the Peacock Fairy took the Xiangyang Shendan provided by Lin Xuan in the same year. It is a mid-term peak in the midst of the metamorphosis, but the black tiger has just advanced, and the middle is still not small. gap……

Although it is not a world apart, it must not be ignored.

Even if there is a help from the ancestors of the mixed yuan, will it be possible to catch the peacocks, and there is not much confidence in the hearts of the peasants, but if there is another helper in the middle of the Yuan...

The black tiger’s eyes turn and he wants to make a plan.

Seeing some of my own words, I really let the two old monsters relax their vigilance. Lin Xuan’s heart was overjoyed, and the sleeves were glanced. Several blue-colored swords flew out, and the storm rose to Zhang, and went all the way. .

A glimpse of the ancestors, this is understandable to be deceived, angered and mixed, busy reaching out, a shot on the top of the head, a golden shield flew out of his mouth, turned into a golden glow, blocked in front.

Although the black tiger demon king is lascivious, but as a metamorphosis in the middle of the demon, the reaction is naturally faster, he did not sacrifice the treasure, but the whole body is full of demon, like a tentacle, without fear of grasping those cyan swords.

Rumble!

The popping sound was transmitted to the ear, and the spirits were full of energy. Although the two old monsters had suffered a little bit of pain, they did not have any serious problems. They were secretly happy, but then their faces changed greatly.

Especially the ancestors of the mixed yuan, the face is white and green, and the set of flags is the meticulous refinement of the Moyue predecessors. Although it can not be said that the power is incomparable, it is very suitable for sneak attack. By relying on this treasure, many of the cultivators who have been repaired to be higher than themselves have been killed. They have always cherished the extremes, but this time, they have not been driven, but they have been inexplicably destroyed in the hands of Lin Xuan.

How can you not let his heart hurt?

This person is a demon, Lin Xuan is not in the eyes, but if it is in the ban of the other party, more or less scruples, Lin Xuan weighs the pros and cons, using words to attract the attention of two old guys, Then the Thunder hit and broke the surrounding array.

As a result, it is natural to tear the skin.

The ancestors of the mixed yuan did not speak. They reached out and made a weird French seal. The spirits overflowed, and the golden light of the cockroaches slid out of his body. The old monster suddenly rose like a sun.

Lin Xuan’s eyes are slightly stunned and he nods. The witchcraft of the Moyue is really different, and he has some unique features...