Tempered Immortal

The ninth and seventy-seventh chapter of the demonized things (on)

After entering Yunling Mountain, Tian Xiaojian bumped into the road, and the danger also met a lot.

But whether it is a trap or a ban, or a demon, now appears, it can only kill the meditation period, and the strength of Tian Xiaojian is naturally not enough to threaten him.

However, this awkward guy also saw the fault of this place.

Originally he came here, but he was curious after learning that Lin Xuan was in the meta-infant period, and now naturally he is not willing to continue to take risks.

Slightly hesitant, Tian Xiaojian has planned to go back.

Although it was all foggy around, when it came, Tian Xiaojian had secretly marked it with secret techniques.

It is naturally safer to walk from the original road.

However, the dawn of Tian Xiaojian is still not fast, and quietly sacrificed a few protective treasures. After all, he has seen too many monks' bones along the way.

Although self-contained supernatural powers are much deeper, they dare not care about anything.

"what!"

Tian Xiaojian suddenly stopped and stopped, and a small mountain stood in front of him.

The eyes of the lord of the drug palace are flashing and the expression is gloomy.

If he remembers correctly, it should be a smooth road and there are no mountains.

The cold eyes are sweeping around, there is nothing wrong with it, but the cautious color on Tian Xiaojian's face is getting stronger.

He does not believe that he will remember correctly. After all, as long as he is a cultivator, almost everyone can do it.

Tian Xiaojian’s eyes were condensed, and he reached out with his words, and he held it on his chest. He suddenly flew out of the body, and after he rolled it, he turned into a squat, and he was on the mountain. .

Rumble!

Gravel splashes, falling like rain.

The whole hill was cut down by a small piece, and there was still no abnormality.

There is a trace of doubt in Tian Xiaojian’s eyes. Is it true that he remembers it wrong?

With a little thought, he was once again wrapped in magic, and slowly flew to the mountain.

And a shadow that was almost invisible, but quietly emerged, quietly approaching behind his back.

Tian Xiaojian seems to have nothing to do.

The illusion was overjoyed, and it was less than three feet away from the target. It suddenly became a distorted face, and it was turned into a sly face.

Oh...

The sound of the teeth colliding, the virtual shadow biting an empty space, Tian Xiaojian was blurred for a while, then disappeared without a trace.

The black mang flashed, and the grim face had been smashed into two halves. A three-footed Qingfeng came into view. It was a simple sword.

"what!"

At the moment when the face was destroyed, a scream of screams came, and next to a large tree by the roadside, a red-haired girl stumbled.

This woman is about thirty years old, the age is not very light, the face is medium, but the body is hot...

With bare feet and obvious cultivation, there is a charm, which is actually a mid-infant immortal.

But at this moment, it was the anger of the face, the grim face that was just destroyed is the influence of her cultivation.

It is also considered a kind of distraction. Nature is connected with the mind of the body. After the fall, the vitality will be greatly damaged.

"Oh, I didn't expect the four divisions to be here too. The younger brother really has a long way to meet." Tian Xiaojian's mouth was exposed with a sly smile, but there was a vicious glow in his eyes.

This woman is also a disciple of the elders of the Yaogong Palace. She is nominally the same as him, but in the dark, he regards his younger brother as a nail in the eye and a stab in the flesh.

If you were not alert yourself, even if there was no degeneration, it would definitely be seriously injured.

"You...how did you find me?" The woman's face is full of sorrowful colors, but combined with Mei Gong, in the eyes of men, there is a different kind of temptation.

"This problem is good for the sister, but I thought I would tell you what?" Tian Xiaojian’s words were sarcasm, and the other’s fascination did not have any effect on him.

Reaching out a hand, the magic of the sword is shining, and it has already flown to the front. It is he who has finally succeeded in refining the successful magic weapon of the life.

"Okay, good, little teacher, you are really good, but don't want to live today." The woman's voice did not fall, reaching out and taking a shot at the waist, a flag was sacrificed by her.

Master has always preferred this kid, and even intends to pass on his clothes, which is naturally a few of his first-in-class disciples do not want to see.

However, in the altar, there are many people, and there are teachers who are sheltered. Although they hate Tian Xiaojian in their hearts, they dare not do it, but now...