Tempered Immortal

    Chapter 345 Spiritual Mirror

    It’s unclear how big this guy is in front of him, but it’s astounding because of its tenacious vitality, and it’s still alive after millions of years.

    At this moment, it broke through the ban, naturally it is to find two people to take revenge.

    "There is nothing to do with the ins and outs, and all humans have to die."

    In the eyes of the demon, the red awns flashed, and the violent gas rushed out. The middle part of the skull spurted a group of egg-sized blood.

    Li Yaotian was shocked and hurriedly sacrificed his life Magical Treasure. Wang Hu did not dare to neglect, and reached out, and the brush was equally brilliant, hovering overhead.

    Bixian also returned to Lin Xuan.

    The demon's eyes flashed a hint of ridiculous color, the blood suddenly swelled up, divided into three, each condensed into a strangely shaped Magical Treasure, both like a spear, and a bit like Ge, it should be a million years ago Bladed.

    Lin Xuan's pupils shrink slightly, mixing their own blood with Spiritual Power into Magical Treasure. This kind of magical power, let alone Cultivator, is the magical difference of the Culture Method, which is also a small witch.

    The demon family is really famous, it seems that you should be careful.

    Seeing the bloody red Magical Treasure flew to himself, Li Yaotian and Wang Hu quickly handcuffed Secret Art, slamming Flying Sword and brush to greet them.

    Lin Xuan was also trying to drive Bixian to meet the enemy, but suddenly felt that the surrounding Spiritual Qi came a little different, and couldn't think about it. Lin Xuan's foot was forced to float out almost like a conditioned reflex.

    A red thumb of a thumb is as fast as lightning, passing by, and slamming, wearing a small hole in the stone wall next to it.

    Lin Xuan only felt that the scalp was numb, and if it wasn't his own Divine Sense, it was almost a slap!

    Lin Xuan turned his head back and found that the red mansions were not the same as Secret Art. It is a blood red tentacle.

    A single hit, quickly retracted into the soil.

    No wonder the demon is actually letting Li Yaotian explain the ins and outs of the matter. It turns out that it is setting a trap and wants Taste one's own medicine.

    The attack just happened to attract the attention of the three people. Lin Xuan expression went back to the gloomy, and a bloody smell floated into the nose.

    Li Yaotian bowed his head and looked at the tentacle piercing his chest. The face is full of unwillingness.

    He is a well-known Core Formation Stage Expert, and it is so inexplicable.

    Unwillingness is full of chest, he has bloody sea enmity, just go, under the nine springs, how to see Flame Spirit Sect's ancestors.

    There was a bitter smile on the corner of the mouth, and the blood fell to the ground, feeling that the strength was being quickly taken away from the body.

    What ambitions. What the grand picture, at this moment, is classified as dust.

    "啪", the tentacle pumped back, and together with his 100-year-old Jin Dan also rolled away.

    The blood in Li Yaotian’s mouth spurted out and fell heavily. The death is not eye-catching, and on the other side, Wang Hu’s ending is the same.

    The tentacle put Jin Dan into his mouth, and the demon screamed for a while. The skin of the whole body is red as if it were to drop blood.

    Then it looked up and looked at Lin Xuan with a poor look.

    The boy was able to escape, and there was something that surprised him.

    However, the kid of a Core Formation Initial Stage is not in the eye, humans, all damn.

    Lin Xuan did not speak, and the hatred between humans and demons could not be resolved in a few words. Since I met, there is only one battle.

    Lin Xuan took a shot on the storage bag and sacrificed the falling snow sword.

    At the same time, a large sleeve, a happy fan also flew above his head, a layer of blue mask released.

    The ripples in the sky are now appearing, and the moon is holding the Demon Banner, which appears in front of Lin Xuan.

    However, this is not all the means of Lin Xuan. In the palm of my hand, there was a mirror of quaintness.

    "The lens. Who is the old Ancestor? ”

    Lin Xuan's series of actions have made the demon a bit stunned. A Core Formation Stage Cultivator, where there are so many means and Treasure, when you touch the mirror in his hand, it is a complexion change, showing a trace of grievances.

    Lin Xuan’s heart is a reflection of himself in the ancient remains of Aobayama. The Treasure left by the Nascent Soul cultivator, whose original owner is Lin Xuan, is not clear, can listen to the demon’s tone. Have you ever suffered from this treasure?

    Lin Xuan sneered, naturally no mood to explain as the other side, raised his left hand, injected Spiritual Power from the palm of his hand, suddenly, spewed more than ten fist-sized balls of light from the mirror, whistling like the other side to kill.

    The demon saw this, the expression on his face became solemn and extreme, and the three heads turned at the same time. The blood basin opened wide, and the same blood was sprayed from the inside.

    The two touched each other and suddenly burst open.

    The thick bloody smell spread out in the air. The blood was like a cowhide, wrapped around the black ball of light sprayed by the mirror. Soon, the colors of the two faded together, and they disappeared together. Lost.

    Seeing this scene, Lin Xuan's eyebrows could not help but shrouded a haze.

    After getting these pieces of ancient treasures in the Aoba Mountain, he has all studied it in detail.

    Don't talk about it for the time being, the power of this lens can definitely be called Defying the Heavens.

    Once it is entangled by the ball of light it spurts, whether it is Magical Treasure or the cultivator itself, Spiritual Power will go through a lot, and this feature also makes the General Five Elements Magic spell face the black ball of light. There is no use at all, and it is all overwhelmed.

    These blood light can be attributed to the ball of light, which is somewhat unexpected by Lin Xuan.

    On the contrary, when the demon saw this result, he was greatly relieved. In the ancient times, it had played against the old Ancestor, and the result was defeated. If you did not use the secret art of the self-damaging real element, I am afraid that even a small life will be sent there!

    For the power of this treasure, it is still fresh in memory and chilling.

    Fortunately, this young boy, the cultivation base is still shallow, the power of this treasure, but can play two or three layers, but even so, it does not dare to entangle with Lin Xuan.

    The reincarnation blood group that I used just now is a big one.

    The first time they played against each other, it was said that they were equally divided. After Lin Xuan's eyes were cold, Magic Power was injected from the left hand into the ancient mirror again.

    Even if the other party's blood group is not small, how can he see how much Magic Power he has to drive this magical power.

    Even if it is consumed, it will be consumed.

    Lin Xuan had his own plan. The demon was not prepared for the wishful thinking. Six arms swung up and down, and the muttering spell rang out.

    The words, Lin Xuan can't even understand a syllable, perhaps the language of the ancient times.

    Seeing the other side's action, Lin Xuan did not panic to drive the mirror, his right hand extended, and the sword was on his head.

    After a clearing of the sound, the falling clouds and snow swords are mixed with endless chills, rushing toward the other side.