Rebirth of the Urban Immortal

There were endless fairy auras all around, and the people who were under pressure from these auras were flustered, plus the terrifying aura in the heaven.

But these breaths can't match the breath of Luo Chen alone.

As soon as the Wuzhang golden body appeared, Luo Chen's aura shook everything and suppressed everything.

At this moment, he is like a heavenly king, like an emperor!

Luo Chen looked down upon the group of heroes and overlooked the seven masters.

Even though he was besieged by many masters, Luo Chen had a thrilling momentum at the moment.

However, the head of Ranjiao, one of the nine-rate and seven-handed sects, has already developed a sense of fear.

He wanted to retreat. After all, he had been seriously injured just now, and half of his body was shattered with a palm. Even if he recovered, his breath had fallen to the bottom.

"Can't retreat!" The head of Dan Qingzong on the side said.

This is endless. They did the extinction thing at the beginning, but now they come to the door, this is definitely endless.

The other party will not spare himself and others!

And, sure enough, as soon as he retired, Luo Chen's figure seemed to follow him like a shadow, and a bright and splendid light flashed across the sky, like a big Peng spreading his wings, soaring for ninety thousand miles with the wind!

The speed was too fast, and his breath appeared timid, and Luo Chen caught him.

"Daoist, save me!" Ran Jiao's head teacher suddenly shouted.

But the next moment, the golden light flashed, and the bright golden light illuminates the endless dark void.

A scream sounded, and then the teacher's body shattered.

The master is facing the enemy, and the aura is still there, is it possible to retreat?

Quitting is tantamount to suicide!

The face of the remaining six palms of the nine-liu teacher was as sinking as water, and a fighting spirit ignited in his eyes.

Not refundable!

Can only fight to death!

Because it's them, they won't give each other any chance of survival.

It can only be said that they had too bad luck and met Luo Chen.

Encountered an evildoer, and encountered an existence that could go against the sky even if it was a catastrophe.

In the golden light, Luo Chen twisted the head of Ranjiao's head, blood dripping continuously, Luo Chen, like an uncrowned king, slowly walked out of the monstrous tribulation.

"It's not that there is no chance, as long as you hold on for a while, Heavenly Tribulation will definitely reach its peak!"

"It's not impossible to kill him!"

The peak of the robbery is coming, because it is going against the sky, it is bound to cause the counterattack of the sky and the earth.

At this time, Luo Chen was bound to devote great strength to deal with the catastrophe.

But all the people in Maha Dayu around him were already shocked.

Because that person actually killed two people in such a tragic tribulation!

And these two people are actually one of the nine-rate masters of the three religions!

"Can't delay any more, we must go all out now!" Wu Daozi, the head teacher of Zizong, could see clearly.

Because although waiting for the Heaven Tribulation Summit to come, who can guarantee that Luo Chen will not break through again?

So, if you want to kill, you must be as early as possible!

Void linkage, each character jumping, as indestructible as **** gold, and set off a terrible storm.

These storms, even true immortals can't hold them, because the moment these storms blow, everything is cut apart!

"Give me time to cast spells!" Zi Zong Wu Daozi suddenly said.

He is about to prepare desperately.

"It is rumored that there is a magic technique in the word sect. This technique can oppress people with the profound history of eternity!"

"Even the emperor back then sighed the mystery of this technique!" someone said.

"Could it be that Wu Daozi has really cultivated?" Long Xudao's expression suddenly became serious.

Wu Daozi's comprehension is not bad, and his talent is also extremely high. After all, after so many years, he alone has touched Daoxian!

"Don't let him perform this technique!" Long Xudao reminded.

Long Xudao is a Taoist immortal, and even he is reminding that this technique is terrifying.

At this moment, the remaining five people did not intend to give Luo Chen a chance, and directly launched a fierce attack!

"It doesn't need to be so!"

"In this battle, Luo gives you the opportunity to show your strengths!" Luo Chen stood proudly in the void, and did not intend to interrupt Wu Daozi's spell.

But Dan Qingzong's head teacher is already taking action, he splashes the ink world, the world is full of ink.

It is mountain, water, and freehand brushwork!

The highest state of painting is freehand brushwork!

At this moment, the head of Danqingzong freehand came out a brilliant world, a vast life!

This meaning can reach the sky and the earth!

You can also suppress everything!

The nine-liu master is desperate, and his posture and battle are really terrifying.

But in the face of this freehand brushwork, in the face of this freehand brushwork can be completely free.

Luo Chen raised his fist, punched out, and went through everything!

And Luo Chen's punch is equally freehand!

What is written is no longer life, no longer a bright world.

It's just a mountain!

This mountain is not high or big!

At least compared to the mountain that often rises into the stars in the fairy world, the mountain that Luo Chen freehand brushes is really extremely small!

But this mountain stands tall in the sky, standing proudly, with a kind of primitive and muddy feeling.

It is this seemingly small mountain that, as soon as it appears, the breath that reigns over the world, dominates the world, and respects all things, and everything that has been turned home because of me.

"what is this?"

"How can you be freehand?"

"Which sacred mountain is this?" Dan Qingzong's palm teacher's complexion changed suddenly, and endless questions arose in his heart!

But it was too late, and the mountain rose in a vast expanse and collapsed.

Suppress directly!

What kind of life style, what brilliant world, all suppress!

When the mountain fell, Dan Qingzong's head spurted blood between his mouth and nose, and his eyes were all crushed. He was seriously injured almost instantly!

Then the whole figure was directly pressed by the mountain like a mess of meat!

"It's the Supreme Master of the Five Mountains!" Luo Chen glanced at the Headmaster of Danqing Sect.

And at this opportunity, the head teacher of the Music Division has come with the sound of heaven and earth, the drum of heaven and earth, and the supreme killing.

Those rhythms turned into endless pitch-black armored warriors, and they arrived either with long knives or war spears!

And the blade is invincible.

The terrible notes shattered everything, that is, endless noise appeared in Luo Chen's ears.

This terrible noise would shatter everything, even Luo Chen's golden body had a crack.

This is not that the golden body is not strong enough, but the temperament restrains everything, it is the resonance caused by the tremor in Luo Chen's body.

"On a snowy night, someone sits alone on the beach, using Guanyin!"

"His Guanyin, insight into the road!"

"So, after he gained the Tao, he was called Guanyin!"

"With the sound of the tide, with the sound of the sea!"

"Your voice is worse!"

Luo Chen's words fell to the ground, one hand was erected, the endless sound of wind, snow, and the sound of rough seas mixed together at this moment!

Then Wan Lai was dead!

Everything disappeared, and a figure appeared in the sky at this moment.

That figure is holding the glass bottle, and praying to the Buddha with one hand! Guanyin!