v2 Chapter 139： Thousand illusion

The one hundred and thirty-nine chapter thousand illusion

Screaming!

However, it was a lively monk who was watching the lively side, and was ravaged by the fish.

Seeing the blood in the air, Lin Xuan flashed a trace of cold in the eyes, since the other party shot hot, then they do not have to be merciful!

And watching the lively monks next to them smashed, only a few people who were trained to be deep, just opened the shield and pointed at it!

Lin Xuan’s expression was getting colder, and Zhang opened his mouth and spewed two red awns from his mouth.

The red mangling was extremely strong, and immediately rushed with the dark green light from the flying dragonfly.

Almost as soon as the battle was over, the spirits released by the cultivators were in a downwind and flew out.

It is a flying sword with a jagged edge.

"Hey, the Chinese spirit!"

Seeing this scene, Lin Xuan more heart, if it is the martyr in the martial art, it is impossible to go to the middle of the foundation, only to have a Chinese spirit.

He reached for a finger, and the red mang flew back, Guanghua dispersed, but it was a pair of simple Wu hooks.

This thing is derived from the head of the fire, the power is better than the Bixue ring.

Before the retreat, Lin Xuan finally refining this material and completely regained it.

Yuan Song’s eyes showed a faint color. After all, before the end of the building, there were not many people with the best spirits.

However, Lin Xuanzhen can use common sense to try to figure out if he knows that this is only one of the best pieces of Ling Xuan's possession, I don't know how it will be.

Lin Xuan did not have the entanglement with the other side.

Although he is the young master of Lingyao Mountain, it is a place for the cultivator, and there are many night dreams.

With this idea in mind, Lin Xuan’s hands smashed his swords and hugged them into a ball, rushing to Wu’s hook in front of him.

Spirituality is injected into the air!

The dazzling red light shines from the inside. There is a faint rumor.

"Shaping!"

Lin Xuan screamed and saw the red light. Wu Hook turned into a dragon with a length of several feet, and the first two horns, the mouth raging.

"The technique of transformation!"

Yuan Song was shocked and his face was full of incredible colors. It was the many monks who were hiding in the sidelines, and they all couldn’t speak.

As everyone knows. The so-called transformation of the technique is to use the magic weapon to transform it into the body of the beast with spiritual power, and to have a part of the power of the beast.

For example, when Ouyang Qin’s heart and Miao Dwarf’s masters fight the law, they must be evil.

However, the implementation of this surgery must have Jindan assistance, that is to say, the monks below the condensate period must not be used.

Is this teenager actually a master of the condensate period, playing pigs here to eat tigers?

I turned this thought in my heart. Yuan Song’s back has been soaked by cold sweat, but at this moment, regret is useless.

Lin Xuan is certainly not the master of the condensate of all people's imagination, and his exhibition of land is not a method of transformation. It is a supernatural power called "Thousands of Magical Transforms."

This is one of the secret laws recorded in the nine-day Xuan Gong. It is quite similar to the method of metamorphosis, but it only needs the mana of the base period to practice.

It is also the shape that transforms the spirit into a beast, but it is different from the method of transformation. It is just a god, it does not have the magical power of the beast.

But this is so, the power of the spirit itself is better than the one.

Seeing the other person’s expression in fear, Lin Xuan was unmoved at all. He was kind to the enemy and was cruel to himself. The benevolent can't survive.

A murderous float is now the face of Lin Xuan.

He did not hesitate to spur the fire dragon.

Roar!

With the heart-wrenching roar, and the rolling heat wave, the fire dragon rushed to the opponent, Yuan Song Khan was raining, of course, would not be able to get this hand, biting his teeth and throwing a few defensive mid-level symbols.

However, it was useless, and the shield released by the symbol was easily torn like a blisters.

In the mourning, Yuan Song was engulfed by the dragon.

Lin Xuan did not show a relaxed expression. It’s a manual trick. The fire dragon is urged to continue to attack, with a raging fire. Refining the other side into ashes, even the gods will disappear.

The wildfire is not burning, the spring breeze is born again, and the enemy is confronted. Lin Xuan has always been ruthless.

With a slamming sound, the fire dragon was reinstated into a pair of Wu hooks and returned to his hands. Lin Xuan glanced coldly at the monks around him. No one dared to touch his eyes. Some turned his head and there were The light of the light flies away.

Lin Xuan’s mouth showed a smile, and the feeling of temperament was born from the bottom of my heart.

Xu Yin is a face-faced expression of admiration. It is easy to kill a monk in the middle of the building, even if it is a big brother.

He clearly is also in the middle of the foundation, how is it done?

Countless questions are coiled in the hearts of the girls.

At the same time, in a corner not far from them, two old men wearing white and white clothes, each looking at each other, eyes flashed in the eyes.

"Chen brother, what is the origin of this boy?" The old man wearing a blue gown on his left, the cold voice.

"Hey, Zhang Xiong can't see it, how do the old man know?" The old man on the right side stared at Lin Xuan: "But this practice is very extraordinary. The trick he used is a rough look. Like the transformation of our condensed monks."

"If you take the shot back, you might have an unexpected harvest."

"No." The old man surnamed Chen shook his head: "There is a scorpio magic on his clothes. The self-cultivator can get such a courtesy here. The forces behind it are definitely not the same. Before you can figure it out, don't act rashly."

"Yes..." The person at the left seems to be unwilling.

"Small can't bear to make trouble, whether it can get benefits is just speculation. Now is the key moment. Do you want to break the big thing of the door?"

After listening to this very harsh words, Zhang’s old man’s face changed a lot, and he finally chose to sigh and soften.

Lin Xuan was only excited for a moment, and he resumed his normal expression. He looked around for a while. It is not appropriate to stay here for a long time. He turned back and said: "Go!"

However, this sentence has just been exported, Lin Xuan's face has become difficult to look at, and the three auras, from far and near, fly swept away.

A few minutes later, three magic monks dressed in black, finished glyphs, surrounded Lin Xuan.