Tempered Immortal - Chapter 344

[Chapter 345 Chapter 345]

The two of them don’t know how much magical power this guy has in front of him, but his tenacious vitality alone is staggering, and he still lives well after being frozen for millions of years.

At this moment, he broke the ban and naturally wanted to seek revenge for the two.

“After the story is finished, all human beings must die.” The

red light flashed in the demon’s eyes, the tyrannical aura gushed out, and the head in the middle opened a mouth, spewing out a ball of blood the size of an egg.

Li Yaotian turned pale in shock, and hurriedly sacrificed his life magic weapon, Wang Hu didn’t dare to neglect, he stretched out his hand a little, and the brush was also radiant, hovering above his head.

The Bilin Array also returned to Lin Xuan’s side.

There was a hint of ridicule in the eyes of the demon, and the blood light suddenly swelled, divided into three parts, each of which condensed into a strange magic weapon, both like a spear and a bit like a ge, it should be an ancient sword from millions of years ago .

Lin Xuan’s pupils shrank slightly, and he mixed his own essence and blood with spiritual power to form a magic weapon. This kind of magical power, let alone a cultivator, even compared to the magic cultivator’s bizarre skills, was nothing compared to it.

The demon clan is really famous, and it seems that he has to be careful.

Seeing the blood-red magic weapon flying towards them, Li Yaotian and Wang Hu hurriedly pinched the magic trick, respectively manipulating the flying sword and the brush to meet them.

Lin Xuan was also about to drive the Bi-scale formation to meet the enemy, but suddenly felt a little strange in the surrounding aura. Before he could think about it, Lin Xuan exerted force on his feet and floated out almost like a conditioned reflex.

A red glow about the thickness of a thumb was as fast as lightning, passing by, and with a bang, it pierced a small hole in the stone wall beside it.

Lin Xuan only felt his scalp go numb.

If not for his strong consciousness.

It’s almost there!

Lin Xuan turned his head with lingering fears.

But found that Hongmang is not illegal or something like that.

But a blood-red tentacle.

One hit.

quickly retracted into the soil.

No wonder the demon allowed Li Yaotian to explain the ins and outs of the matter.

It turned out to be a trap.

I want to invite you into the urn.

just to attack.

Also to attract the attention of the three people.

Lin Xuan turned back with a gloomy expression.

A bloody smell wafted into the nose.

Li Yaotian lowered his head.

He looked at the tentacles that pierced his chest.

His face was full of unwillingness.

He was a dignified master at the condensing stage, but he died so inexplicably.

The unwillingness is full of heart, and

he still has a bloody feud.

Just go.

After arriving at Jiuquan, how to meet the ancestors of Huolingmen.

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and blood dripped to the ground.

It feels like the strength is being quickly drawn from the body.

Any ambitions, any grand plans, all return to dust at this moment.

“Clap” sounded.

The tentacle was pulled back, and the golden core that he had cultivated for a hundred years was also swept away.

Blood spurted out of Li Yaotian’s mouth, he fell heavily, and he couldn’t rest his eyes. On the other hand, Wang Hudi had the same ending.

The tentacles put the golden core into the mouth, and the demon squeaked and chewed for a while, covering the skin.

It was as red as it was about to drip blood.

Then look up.

He looked at Lin Xuan with a bad expression.

This young man was able to escape, which was a bit of a surprise to him.

But just a kid in the early stage of condensing pills.

He didn’t take it seriously, humans.

All be damned.

Lin Xuan didn’t say anything. The hatred between humans and demons cannot be resolved with just a few words. Since they met, the only way is to fight to the death.

Lin Xuan slapped the storage bag and sacrificed the Piaoyun Luoxue Sword.

At the same time, he flicked his sleeves, and the Xiaoyao Fan also flew above his head, releasing a layer of cyan mask.

The ripples in the sky appeared, Yue’er holding the magic flag, appeared in front of Lin Xuan.

However, this is not all of Lin Xuan’s methods. When he flipped his left hand, a simple-looking mirror suddenly appeared in his palm.

“Selling Mirror, who are you, the ancestor of Spiritualizing?”

Lin Xuan’s series of actions have made the demon a little stunned. A mere cultivator at the condensing stage, how come there are so many means and treasures, when he touches the treasure in his hands When looking in the mirror, his face changed greatly, and there was a trace of resentment in his eyes.

Lin Xuan’s heart moved, this mirror was obtained from the ancient mines in the Qingye Mountains, a treasure left by the monks in the Yuan Ying period. Lin Xuan didn’t know who the original owner was, but listening to the monster’s tone, could it be? Have you ever eaten this treasure?

Lin Xuan sneered, naturally not in the mood to explain to the other party, raised his left hand, and injected spiritual power from the palm of his hand. Suddenly, more than ten fist-sized balls of light were ejected from the mirror, whistling and killing the other party.

When the demon saw this, the expression on his face became extremely solemn, the three heads turned around at the same time, the blood basin opened its mouth, and a dozen groups of blood were also sprayed from it.

When the two came into contact, they burst open.

The strong smell of blood spreads out in the air, and those blood lights are like cowhide candy, entangled on the black light group sprayed out by the spirit mirror. .

Seeing this scene, Lin Xuan’s brows could not help but be covered with a layer of haze.

After obtaining these ancient treasures in Qingye Mountain, he studied them all carefully.

Leaving aside the rest, the power of this Spiritual Mirror can definitely be called heaven defying.

Once it is entangled by the light group that is sprayed out, whether it is a magic weapon or the monk itself, a lot of spiritual power will flow away, and this feature also makes ordinary five-element spells useless when facing this black light group. Keen to death.

The fact that these blood lights could perish with the spirit-absorbing light group was somewhat beyond Lin Xuan’s expectations.

On the contrary, when the demon saw the result, he was greatly relieved. In the ancient times, he had fought with the ancestors of Soul Soul, and the result was a big defeat. Life will be sent there!

The power of this treasure is still fresh in my memory, and I am terrified.

Fortunately, the young man in front of him has a shallow cultivation base. The power of this treasure is only capable of exerting two or three layers, but even so, he does not dare to entangle with Lin Xuan.

The reincarnation blood group that I used just now consumes a lot of real energy.

The first time the two fought, it can be said that the situation was evenly divided. After Lin Xuan’s eyes froze, he injected the mana from his left hand into the ancient mirror again.

Even if the power of these blood groups of the other party is not small, I have to see how much mana he has to drive this magical power.

Even if it is consumed, it will be consumed to death.

Lin Xuan had his own plans. The demon was preparing a wishful thinking. He waved his six arms up and down, and the murmured incantation resounded.

The words were obscure, and Lin Xuan couldn’t understand even a single syllable, perhaps it was the language of the ancient times.

Seeing the other party’s action, Lin Xuan didn’t panic to drive the mirror, he stretched out his right hand and pointed the immortal sword a little at his head.

After a clear cry, the Piaoyun Luoxue Sword, mixed with endless cold air, shot towards the opponent.

[End of this Chapter]