Tempered Immortal - Chapter 3635

[Chapter 3547 Flowers and Rivers]

The momentum was like a broken bamboo, but there was a sneer on the face of the ancestor of the Spirit Race. He raised his right hand and hit the void far away.

The halo suddenly rose, wrapping the entire arm of the old man, and with his movements, the power of the law emerged, and a “bang” sounded into the ear, and the huge claws turned into nothingness in an instant.

“The law of power!”

Lin Xuan’s expression became more and more ugly.

The opponent is actually good at body refining, such a powerful enemy is really difficult to deal with.

If he had a choice, Lin Xuan didn’t want to fight with his life and death, but as the Asura Seven Treasures were determined to win, Lin Xuan couldn’t back down at all.

What about a strong enemy, let’s fight!

The thoughts in his mind turned, and Lin Xuan’s expression suddenly became firmer. He raised his right hand and tapped forward with several tricks. Following his movements, he made a loud voice, and then there was a crackling sound. sound enters the ear.

On the surface of Jiugong Xuyi Sword, dark arcs appeared.

Bounce and blink!

The entire void suddenly became much darker.

The mace that was originally fighting with it was broken, and the surface was wrapped in a cloud of yin, and its power was greatly reduced.

“This is…” The

pupils of the ancestors of the spiritual race shrank. He is also a man who has lived for millions of years, and he has a wide range of knowledge. How could he not recognize the phantom Yin Shenlei, the former Asura King who shook the three worlds.

This divine thunder can defile the opponent’s treasures, and I don’t know how many strong people are, and they all end up with this move.

But what about knowing?

It doesn’t help at all in this scenario.

Although Lin Xuan’s Illusory Yin Shenlei couldn’t compare to the former Asura, it was more than enough to deal with this mace.

Taking advantage of the right method, Baowei can drop greatly.

Lin Xuan secretly urged the sword, and Jiugong Xuyi Sword suddenly made a big move.

The surface was covered with a thin silver light, surrounding the mace.

There was almost no suspense when the clicking sound came into the ears, and all the mace were cut off in two sections.

It turned into ordinary iron and fell from mid-air.

The face of the ancestor of the Spirit Race couldn’t help turning pale. Although these round beads were not his natal treasures, they were usually extremely cherished.

Now it’s been destroyed.

Wouldn’t it be heartbreaking.

But Lin Xuan didn’t give him time to breathe. He raised his right hand and pointed forward again.

Jiugong Xuyi Sword disappeared one by one, and then, a huge lotus flower appeared in sight.

Turning around, it slowly bloomed, and countless silver filaments flew out of the lotus.

Lin Xuan is very skilled in turning swords into silk, and it can be said that he has reached the level of perfection.

But when he heard the sound of the air, those sword threads were like flying needles, and they shot over.

And it’s not over yet.

one open.

A ball of five-colored glazed fire spewed out, and with a slight turn, it burst into flames, turning into a huge behemoth the size of a house, like a meteor falling to the ground.

smashed at the old man.

After that, Lin Xuan’s figure flashed, and he was already in front of him.

Seeing that the two are far apart.

It was only more than ten feet. Lin Xuan raised his right hand and punched forward.

The law of power!

The void was also torn apart, with a cloud of white mist, like a gust of wind and rain, as if the opponent pressed over.

Lin Xuan’s offensive was fierce, and the rhythm became much faster in an instant. The complexion of the ancestor of the Spiritual Race suddenly became extremely ugly.

On the other hand, the Spiritual Race Saintess who was incarnated by the Seven Treasures of Shura didn’t dare to turn a blind eye anymore. With a flash of her figure, she wanted to step forward to help the battle, fighting two against one, but how could it be so cheap.

Yue’er looked at the tiger on the side, naturally it was impossible to let her plot a sneak attack on the young master, a trace of evil spirit flashed between the phoenix eyebrows, and her figure was slightly blurred, and she disappeared from the place without a sound.

Afterwards, seeing the fluctuations in the space, she had arrived first and stopped the Holy Maiden of the Spiritual Race.

The two sides have torn their faces, and naturally there is no need to say more useless words.

I saw Yueer’s jade hand flicking, and a stern sword energy emerged from her sleeve, and it was like a broken bamboo, and it slashed towards the opponent.

However, the Holy Maiden of the Spiritual Race is not easy to mess with.

He raised his head slightly, and spewed a treasure in the shape of a jinpa from his mouth.

Showing against the wind, it has grown to a radius of several feet.

The surface is embroidered with a bowl of mouth-sized peony, which is delicate and charming. At first glance, it is not beneficial to real flowers.

Yue’er was a little surprised. She didn’t know what this treasure was used for. Suddenly, the petals flew beside her, and bursts of strange fragrance wafted out.

Large and small flowers fell from the top of the head, and then spread out, and the colorful petals rained down, which was extremely beautiful.

The figure of the Holy Maiden of the Spiritual Race suddenly drowned in it.

Yue’er was startled in her heart, but at this time, it seemed meaningless to change her move. She could only take a deep breath and let the sharp sword qi slash downwards.

However, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing any waves in the petal rain.

No, it can’t be called raindrops now. As time goes by, more and more petals have formed, and a large cloud has formed.

Yue’er’s face was full of surprise, whether this was a magic weapon or a secret technique, it seemed too strange.

Roar!

The roar reached his ears, and several Flood Dragons rushed out of the petal cloud.

The whole body flashes with aura, and it is actually composed of petals, but it is very ferocious.

Viciously rushed towards the moon.

There was a hint of fear on Yue’er’s face, and she didn’t dare to hide her clumsiness any more. She raised her jade hand and sacrificed the Xuanyin Treasure Box.

…

not to mention the battle here.

On the other side, Lin Xuan and the ancestor of the Spirit Race were also having a good time. At this time, the two had passed the stage of testing, and they both showed their magical powers and wanted to do their best to destroy their opponents.

In the face of Lin Xuan’s rapid offensive, the ancestors of the Spirit Race did not show weakness.

I saw him sneer, and actually sacrificed a censer.

Then he stretched out his hand and shot it on the incense burner.

This treasure was turned upside down, and a jet of black water sprayed out from it. The stench was foul, and it looked like a highly poisonous thing. Then, an even more incredible scene appeared.

The black magic water turned into a small river, and countless strange treasures, swords, spears, swords, and halberds flew out from it, blocking the thousands of swords that were coming.

Lin Xuan frowned, raised his right hand, and pointed out.

Boom!

The phantom fire became more and more majestic, and at the same time, the aura flickered and changed into a blue color.

The void was blurred for a while, as if frozen.

Extreme cold law!

The Phantom Skyfire plunged in.

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stab…

The black river was frozen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then Lin Xuan punched.

boom!

The frozen ice cubes were knocked out.

Lin Xuan’s figure flashed, and he was already in front of the ancestor of the Spirit Race.

After that, the five fingers became claws, and they were about to grab it forward. However, there were two spiritual lights in front of them. It was two arrows. Like a dragon going out to sea, it stabbed towards Lin Xuan viciously.

Lin Xuan raised his brows, stretched out his hand and patted, two sword lights flew out from his sleeves, blocking the arrows.

ps: Today is Huanyu’s birthday. In a blink of an eye, he will be thirty-two years old. It’s really time flies. Thank you, all Daoists for your support and companionship all the way. Thank you, everyone, please continue to support Huanyu and Bailian.

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