Tempered Immortal

    Chapter 266 Red Powder Skeleton

    Lin Xuan waved Qingfeng in the hand, and the water dragon immediately changed direction, and the move towards the fire cloud killed the past.

    The scorpio bird did not have a hard smash with the water cloud sword. Instead, after a long scream, he stopped his body shape. The wings of more than ten feet long fell, and the flames of the sky fell like raindrops.

    Red, faintly brought a little gold.

    At first, Lin Xuan didn't care much about it. But when the fire fell on the water dragon, it immediately became white, and the Advanced Level Magic spell by Shui Yunjian was easily broken.

    Gu Feng’s face is full of sneer, and this result is as early as his expectation. It’s no coincidence that the scorpio bird looks like a must. This Monster Beast is a distant relative of this legendary god bird. The blood is extremely thin, but the ability to control the fire is still far from being comparable to other fire creatures.

    Under the erosion of fire and rain, the water dragon disappeared completely, Lin Xuan's expression was ugly, Divine Sense moved, and the six-handed sword flew back.

    However, before he could do something, the fire and rain also followed.

    It’s too late to hide, the sternness of Lin Xuan’s face flashed, Hundred Soul Streamer swayed, and the dark-eyed Demonic Bog rushed out and wrapped him quickly.

    Almost at the same time, the fire and rain also fell, and fell into the fog. In the distance, Gu Feng was ridiculed, but soon, the smugness on his face disappeared without a trace. The fire fell into Demonic Bog. After that, it was like a mud cow into the sea, and the breath of the other party remained the same, without any slight decrease.

    This result makes Gu Feng feel moving.

    Although the scorpio is a second-order Top Grade Monster Beast, as a distant relative, the enchanted fire is not as good as the pure formation of the Core Formation Stage cultivator, but the power is far from the congenital fire of the ordinary Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator. In comparison, he used to fight with the same-order cultivator, and he never lost. I didn't expect this time the other party resisted so easily.

    Does he have any Treasure that avoids fire?

    At this point, Gu Feng’s face flashed a bit of hesitation, but soon, he was replaced by hot and spicy, and his hands slammed into the scorpio bird.

    A huge demon bird has a wing that burns a flaming flame, but its size suddenly shrinks. Until the wingspan is only a square, just like a terrifying Fireball, move towards Lin Xuan rolls down.

    This strange fog can withstand the attack of fire and rain, but Gu Feng does not believe that it can block the body of the scorpio.

    However, in order to be on the safe side, he spoke a bit and spit out a slap in the face, but it was just a short squat in the belly of the income. The Spirit Tool flashed cold and slammed like Demonic Bog.

    Looking at the diameter of the Fireball, Lin Xuan's face was full of dignified color, throwing the sword in his hand into the sky, and the sword also flew up.

    Then Lin Xuan fluttered with both hands. Like a butterfly, you can shoot a few Secret Art.

    The seven-seat Flying Sword trembled, and the squeaking sounded, and the rapid rotation was like a silver plate with the same glare. A glimpse of the wire spurred from the inside.

    "Coag!"

    Lin Xuan's hands were connected, and the mouth was scornful. The wonderful scene appeared. The thousands of silk threads flew in the sky and quickly condensed into a silver net.

    "The sword is silk!"

    Gu Feng’s expression was very gloomy. I didn’t expect the other party to refine the Spirit Tool to the heart and mind. When he saw the sword silk into a big net, he was silent. This subtle operation requires amazing Divine Sense, usually only the cultivator of the Core Formation Stage, this kid…

    The idea has not been finished, and the silver net has collided with the scorpio bird.

    The death of the Fireball came to an end, and the giant net that was made by the sword silk was completely covered.

    However, witnessing this scene, Gu Feng's face has no horrified expression, but sneer, but it is too naive. Thought it would be able to trap the scorpio bird. Just ruined this difficult Spirit Tool.

    Divine Sense moved, and the flame on the ostrich was soaring. The silver net sizzled, although there was no sign of melting, but it was sooner or later burned out.

    At the same time, the short scorpion had been killed, Lin Xuan's brow wrinkled slightly, and took a shot on the storage bag. Wu hook flew out and cut off the short squat. Two Spirit Tools chased each other in the sky. Fighting up.

    Looking at the situation of the silver net, Lin Xuan was slightly indulged, with a handful of Hundred Soul Streamer, and countless Demonic Bog swarmed in, wrapping the Fireball and the silver net layer by layer.

    Soon, the golden flame was dyed with a dark color and a tendency to gradually decrease.

    What is the power of the demon fire, Demonic Bog is yin, it is its gram.

    Lin Xuan's face showed a sneer, and so many absorbed cultivator Soul, of course, not only a little bit of magic in front of him.

    From the inside, there are dozens of white ghosts flying out, one by one, and ten fingers like hooks.

    Yinling!

    Gu Feng couldn't help but tremble. These Yin Soul's suffocating sighs are so heavy that it is obviously not easy to play.

    Lin Xuan changed the Secret Art on the hand, and a few black and dark inks did not enter the body of Yin Soul.

    Suddenly, the Yin Soul was divided into two places, each of which was clustered together, and the black mans on the left hand side was released. After a while, it turned into a huge Skeleton head.

    On the right hand side, there is a faint eccentric music coming out, and the ghosts are swaying. In the pink mist, a charming female ghost appears.

    What is this Demonic Art?

    The strange music was introduced into the ear, and Gu Feng felt that it was soft. When he was shocked, he quickly recovered with Magic Power.

    In my heart, at this time, the leader of the second generation of the Tianmu Mountain Disciple, there is no contempt, the other side of the Magical Treasure, the sharpness of the merits, far beyond expectations, one can not pay attention, but they may fall In his hands.

    The idea of ​​revenge alone was thrown into the clouds. When I waved my hand, I took out a note, and I was about to sacrifice it. It was cold in the eyes, but Lin Xuan used Ice Needle Spell.

    I was escaping from the body, but I was afraid of it when I was in my heart. I was almost sifted into a sieve.

    Lin Xuan naturally won't let him call people, and he must solve this kind of care style as soon as possible. Although his position is remote, the two people's fighting is too big. It must have alarmed the people of Tianmu School, but now they are in flames. There are too many places, and the other party can't take it.

    Inject Magic Power into the Hundred Soul Streamer and gently wave it. The female ghost opens her mouth and once again has a ghostly voice spitting from her mouth.

    And Skeleton was wrapped in a layer of black air, and he laughed and killed like Gu Feng.

    The magic sound is disturbing, and Skeleton is devouring human life, but Gu Feng is the top-level Expert in the Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator, and the Treasure is also very much.

    As soon as the hand stretched out, a short-like Spirit Tool appeared, wrestling with Skeleton's head, and the figure flew to the left. However, at that moment, the female ghost slammed and the head of the blue was suddenly turned into countless The serpent wraps around him…