Tempered Immortal

Eighty-nine-fifth chapter Brahma Witch

The black tiger demon king is not stable, and he has barely stood still for seven or eight steps. He has wide eyes and a stunned face: "Impossible, how can the dead body of the unity infant level be hard to touch me?"

It is no wonder that the black tiger is strange. It must be noted that although the Yaozu has reached the fourth level, it can open the mind and even take off the animal body and turn it into a human form. However, its cultivation path is quite different from that of human beings.

In the metamorphosis of the Yaozu, in general, there are two choices. One is to continue to cultivate the demon body itself, and to practice it to the tyrannical, squatting, except for a few key points, the rest of the place can hardly pick up the magic weapon instead of Falling down the wind.

The other one is the same as human beings, looking for all kinds of exotic minerals, refining the magic weapon of amazing power.

The black tiger belongs to the latter case, and although it is not a heaven and earth spirit, it also has the wild blood of the wild beast. After the middle stage of the advanced transformation, the demon body is cultivated to be tyrannical, plus the armor talent, power. Nature is better.

Don't underestimate the little fists, punch out, the power is never under the magic weapon of the same monk, it is a hill, you can also blast a hole, but with a little corpse, you still fall In the downwind.

Have you made a mistake?

The black tiger was horrified, and his heart was even more angry. He raised his head, shouted loudly, and his fists were like the wind. He was like a raindrop.

The corpse did not show weakness, the more **** red eyes, the magic arm suddenly rose to several times, the whole body appeared extremely uncoordinated, but more fierce, but also hard to meet.

Two meta-infant monsters began to fight, each punched, and even the ground was shaking, the stone fragments were flying, the trees were like paper, it was like two wild giants fighting...

The battle here is in full swing, and the battle between Lin Xuan and the ancestors of the mixed yuan is also extremely dangerous.

Originally, Lin Xuan did not put this guy in his eyes. The realm of the other side was slightly inferior to that of his own. Lin Xuan thought that it would take a lot of effort to capture his life, but this time, it was him. Too light enemy.

Although the qualifications of the ancestors of the mixed yuan can not be compared with the venomous gods, but they are also called the ones without any one, and the witchcraft of the Moyue people also have some unique mysteries, and the old monsters failed to break through the bottleneck. In the middle of the advanced stage, but the several secret techniques of cultivation are also extremely powerful.

For example, if this fires the fire, it will be able to devour all things. Lin Xuan uses the technique of transformation to drive the yin and yang konjac, but it is still faintly inferior.

In the face of the thousands of fireballs that have been smashed down, the konjac desperately spurts out the black and white yin, but it is just a bit of support.

Lin Xuan brows a pick, but the look on his face is not flustered, his left hand flips, a group of egg-sized green flames appear in the palm of his hand.

Then it skyrocketed...

Lin Xuan’s left hand was slightly raised, and the flame floated on top of his head. The whistling and spinning continued, and numerous slender flames were separated from the inside, like a silk thread, traversing and woven into a large net.

The ancestors of the mixed yuan have changed color, the pupils are miniature, and the expression is like a ghost: "No... impossible, this is a bizarre fire, how can you get the mystery of my Mohwan."

It is no wonder that this old monster is very shocked. In the past, he secretly counted the younger brother, but he did not kill the poisonous gods on the spot. Instead, he quietly imprisoned him, and wanted to pursue the whereabouts of the treasures of the Moyu people.

Although the origin of the practice method is not clear, but in all likelihood, it is brought up by the upper monk. The power is not the same. He has seen the mystery of the use of Bi-Fantasy Fire.

Xuan Miao Shenao, he envied very much, but the poisonous gods hated their bones, and naturally refused to confide the work of the exercises, but the technique of searching the soul had no effect on them...

Over the past few centuries, the ancestors of the mixed yuan have exhausted their efforts, but unfortunately, the poisonous **** is extremely hard, and in the face of his poisonous punishment, there is no sigh of relief.

Because of the failure to condense Yuan Ying, more than ten years ago, Baidu Shenjun finally ran out of life, and with his death, the ancestors of the mixed yuan gradually put out the mind of finding the treasure of the town.

I never thought that today, on the other side of the cultivator, I saw the bizarre smoldering fire, and the ancestors of the mixed yuan were greatly astonished, but then they became mixed.

The joy is that the original method has not been lost, and the nature of worry is also very simple. The other party is actually the old monster in the mid-Yuan Ying. If he can’t beat it, how can he force him to hand over the exercises?

It turned out that Lin Xuan was not good at dealing with it. The ancestors of the mixed yuan had already retired their minds, but now they can see the bizarre fire, but they become unwilling.

It’s no wonder that after all, this inherited treasure has been delusional for hundreds of years. How can it be easy to put out the mourning?

Looking at the change of the other's expression in the eyes, Lin Xuan's city, naturally guessed the thoughts of the ancestors of the mixed yuan, a smile on the corner of his mouth, a slight movement of the mind, a big net of the illusion of fire Fly to the front.

A flash, has crossed the yin and yang konjac, thousands of fireballs lie on it...

However, there are no strange sounds, but Brahma Witchfire can devour all things, but it can be compared to the bizarre fire. After all, it is inferior to the net.

"This……"

The ancestors of the mixed yuan were discolored, and the power of the other side was much more terrible than what they had imagined. He was stunned and his face became more and more dignified.

Pointing a finger, a strange magical weapon emerged in front of you.

Non-knife is not a sword, it looks like a weird to the extreme.

Lin Xuan did not show weakness, raised his left hand, and a fierce swim out of the sleeves.

Green fire!

Speaking of it, Lin Xuan's magic weapon is many, but the attack power, but with this green fire sword headed, it is the nine days of the moon ring is also behind.

Of course, the nine-day Mingyue ring is a double-property treasure, and it has the effect of attack and defense. If you encounter a difficult opponent, the role played is far from being comparable to the green fire sword.

However, the realm of the ancestors of the mixed yuan is still inferior to oneself, and it is best to deal with him with the green fire sword.

Lin Xuan’s hands slammed, and the green fire ushered in the storm, and it’s about a long time.

The ancestors of the mixed yuan quickly manipulated the weird magic weapon to meet.

The blue light flashed, and the screams came, and the treasure was actually smashed for two halves...

"Impossible!" The face of the mixed element changed greatly, and a blood spurted out, and the color became very gray.