Tempered Immortal

    Chapter 255, Infernal Affairs

    In the sneer, Tian Xiaojian seems to be ignoring money, and at the same time, Talisman in his hand is sacrificed, and time, lightning and thunder, and the fire shines.

    Dozens of Advanced Level Magic spells are whistling toward each other. Liu Yuzhou's face is white like paper, without a trace of blood…

    "Hong!"

    The next moment, he was wrapped in a magic spell that was infused with madness. Although the Barrier of Silverlight is strong, as the saying goes, the hero can't stand many people, even the defense of the level, before such an amazing bombing, there are also If the blisters are wiped out…

    When Guanghua disappeared, there was only one dark body on the ground.

    Tian Xiaojian took a trick and the other's storage bag flew back.

    "Big brother, we have half of the things inside."

    Tian Xiaojian has a sun-like smile, as if he was just sullen, and his heart is not only illusory.

    However, Lin Xuan's psychological endurance is equally strong, and smiles: "How can this be so good, the younger brothers contribute, the things inside are natural to you."

    "Big brother, this is where to say, see who has a share, not to mention our brothers, who is with whom?"Tian Xiaojian waved his hand and was very bold.

    Lin Xuan sneered in his heart, but on the surface, it was a touched look: "Which is the case, many thanks to the good intentions of the younger brother, then the dumb brother will take it."

    "Big brother, you are too polite."

    Tian Xiaojian divided the Treasure in the storage bag into two parts. It really is the Cultivator of the Core Formation Stage. Although the two are rich in the same cultivator, they are a small fortune!

    "Well, Elder surnamed Liu has been removed, and the remaining Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator is easy to handle, paragraph three…Hey, what are you doing? ”

    In the words of Tian Xiaojian, half of the words, the voices turn. At the same time, Lin Xuan felt that there was some cold on his back, and the two couldn't think about it, and floated like a left and right.

    Boom, a loud noise, the table made of a piece of iron wood behind it was split into two halves in the sky. Floating a huge double-edged tomahawk.

    Magic Power fluctuates from this object, which is also a small Top Spirit Tool.

    "Segment three, what are you doing, crazy?"

    Like the two of them attacking, it was just the flattering, all the way to the Cultivator.

    Lin Xuan didn't talk, staring coldly. But soon, the expression on his face became strange, and Tian Xiaojian’s expression was not falsified. The other party did not seem to be acting for himself.

    At this moment, she raised her head and stood up, and she was very angry. There is still a wretched expression, shaking his head: "Unfortunately, unfortunately, it is almost a little."

    Tian Xiaojian was sullen. But more is incomprehensible. Is it true that the other side is imaginary and arrogant, and has not betrayed Tianmu Mountain. Everything is a trap.

    NoNo, just now, Liu Elder was really destroyed. It was not a substitute or a shackle. The Tianmu School only had seven or eight Core Formation Stage cultivators. It is impossible to make such a big sacrifice to lay out the trap.

    "Who are you?"Tian Xiaojian’s gaze is like the wounded snake.

    "Less hole is good for forgetfulness, not the third one."

    "Less here is a rhetoric, do you want to fool this Young Master."In the voice of Tian Xiaojian, with a murderous murderousness, he reached out and the black Flying Sword hovered over his head. However, the other party not only had no fear, but a hint of scorn.

    "Since you don't want to say. Then it's no wonder that this little heart is hot. ”Tian Xiaojian said here. The Spiritual Power flow in the body is about to drive the Spirit Tool to kill each other. Suddenly, the complexion changed, and suddenly it became pale and bloodless. When the body shook a little, it fell to the ground, and the Flying Sword fell.

    On the other side, Lin Xuan’s situation is similar, and the same station is not stable.

    "How, little master, you are self-sufficient and smart, and you are not the same in the hands of a certain person. What is the taste of these seven fruits?"

    "Seven Zhu Guo, when did you start with us?"Tian Xiaojian said with screams.

    Lin Xuan's expression is equally ugly, and as the Spirit Medicine Mountain Master, he knows far more than the average cultivator.

    Ordinary Zhuguo, although it can't be said to be the Spirit Grass sacred object, but it is also an important raw material for several kinds of Spirit Pill. However, the seven fruits are different.

    Legend has it that when each Zhu fruit tree matures, it can make seven or forty-nine fruits, of which forty-eight are Alchemy's Spirit Medicine, but the last one is black, which is highly toxic.

    Its toxicity is one of the few hegemonic things that are also useful for cultivators.

    At this time, the expression of paragraph three is very proud: "Less master, the villain can be as big as you are, you can easily find the precious things of Luo Lianxiang, but the taste of these seven fruits is not good!"

    "Let's be here, who are you, why do you want to count me?"

    "Yes, even if you die, you always have to let us know what to do!"On the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth, there was a hint of ridiculous color, but when the other turned around, it immediately became frightened.

    That paragraph three silently, the night long dreams more reasonable, he does not understand, but the ability to play two cultivation bases, whose identity is much higher than their own, is really cool, anyway, in the seven If they are poisonous, they will die forever. If so, why not let this refreshing feeling last longer.

    At this point, Duan San sneered with a sneer: "There are no masters, the monks are not lying, and Duan San is really my real name."

    Tian Xiaojian and Lin Xuan have no interface. At this time, black gas is spreading along the necks of the two people. It seems to have been poisoned into the bone marrow. Seeing this scene, Duan San is naturally more reassuring and arrogant: "It’s just I am not a person in Tianmu Mountain, but a Disciple in Biyun Mountain."

    "What?"

    Tian Xiaojian couldn't help but exclaimed: "You are the three giants in the right way?"

    "What, is it strange?"

    "How long have you been in the Tianmu School?"Lin Xuan stunned for a moment, suddenly opening his mouth coldly.

    "It’s been twenty years!"

    "Twenty years, the right way has been trying to figure out the Tianmu Mountain for so long. Compared with their foresight, our Demonic Cultivator is really nothing."In Tian Xiaojian’s words, it is full of irony.

    "Why should the Lord of the hole be too modest, but the deity of the old man does not have the vision of Elder, who is too tall in our Biyun Mountain."

    The other party did not care, a pair of sweet expressions, Tian Xiaojian was mad at half, so such a thick-faced person, it is really rare.

    Lin Xuan looked up and gave him a cold look: "Your lord is a high-profile person in Biyun Mountain. He has a promising future. He willingly lurk in this remote place for twenty years. I am afraid it is not good!"