Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Qin Xuan was bathed in thunder, and even when the thunder fell, his soul never even swayed.

His primordial spirit is too tough, and this is also related to the way Qin Xuan has been practicing.

The divine refining method he cultivated was jealous even if it was banished to immortals, not to mention the cultivation of the emperor's mind in the sea of ​​knowledge for many years, coupled with the various opportunities he obtained, and even the thunder and tribulation forbidden by heaven.

It can be said that in the realm of cultivation, Qin Xuan is invincible in the realm of returning to the emptiness.

No one can stand up to the spirit of the soul.

Mo Guan Qin Xuan has never used too much power of the primordial spirit, because he has always fought across the border, and the people he faces are all powerful. The primordial spirit attack is just useless, but it is absolutely useless. It doesn't mean that Qin Xuan's condensed soul is weak.

The method of refining the gods in the Eternal Evergreen Art is also among the top in the fairy world.

Lei Jie smashed down one by one, but to Qin Xuan, it seemed like a clear spring washed his body.

Pain? Obstructed?

Doesn't exist at all!

Qin Xuan walked in the air, but in just a dozen breaths, he surpassed a hundred meters and withstood ninety-nine times of thunder.

Below, countless Dao Monarchs were sluggish, tens of breaths, spanning hundreds of feet, ninety-nine Tianyue Thunder.

"Oh my God, are my eyes bleed!?"

"Which disciple of the Great Immortal Sect is this guy!?"

"Couldn't it be another person who booked the immortal list?"

Qin Xuan's actions were so shocking that even Yuhuang couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

She suppressed the injury and got up slowly.

"His Royal Highness, you..." The little fish on the side was a little worried.

"It's okay!" Yuhuang looked at Qin Xuan with a torch, "I want to see where he can climb, I hope it is not pretending to be a posture, Tianyue climbs, and the strong is tantamount to ruin!"

The body of the primordial spirit, climbing Tianyue, every person who climbs the Tianyue must have spare energy, otherwise once the primordial spirit dries up and falls to the ground, the soul will be damaged in the slightest, and the primordial spirit will be split. All are severe injuries, and more difficult to recover than physical injuries.

Qin Xuan entered Tianyue two hundred feet, too easy, so easy that even Yuhuang thought that Qin Xuan was pretending to be easy.

It was her Senior Sister Yusheng who was ranked in the top ten of the Immortal List, and perhaps she had never climbed Tianyue so easily when she returned to the Void Realm.

Qin Xuan stepped on Tianyue, raising his head and looking up. The sky above the Tianyue was like the sky, with no end in sight.

Two hundred zhang is enough to surpass the Taoist monarch of the entire Void God Realm, and can be on the list.

Quietly, Qin Xuan took a step and continued to climb forward.

The sky fire burned, and Qin Xuan finally felt a slight warmth, slightly hot, but this kind of temperature was still difficult to shake his soul, and even tempered.

Qin Xuan frowned slightly, stepped on his foot, and his wings spread out behind him.

The wings shook, and they passed the fifty-foot distance.

As if it was a pair of blue wings breaking the sea of ​​fire, the many Taoists below were stunned again.

It was a sky fire, far apart, and they all felt the terrible temperature, as if making their souls caught in a furnace.

Yuhuang's complexion was even more shocked. At such a height, she was not far behind her.

But when she reached such a height, she was already close to the limit.

The glacier swept, like if the waterfall fell, if there was a million-jun power, more frost like mist, invaded the soul.

Qin Xuan's expression finally changed, and the cold air in the glacier invaded his soul.

It's just subtle, it's just invading the surface of his skin, but it's indeed invading.

I'm afraid it's uneasy to be someone else, but Qin Xuan shows a slight joy.

"Not enough!"

Qin Xuan spoke softly and shook his head slightly.

In the previous life, he was struggling in this Void God Tianyue, and now it is already 270 feet, and this area of ​​cold can only penetrate its surface.

Immediately, Qin Xuan's body shook, like a white dragon, breaking the ice.

One step, spanning fifty feet, and reaching an altitude of three hundred feet.

"Three hundred feet!"

"My God, two steps, just two steps, they crossed the sky fire and ice river, and crossed the Tianyue Baizhang!"

"Is this guy an evildoer?"

There are many Taoists below, and some people's minds are almost blank.

Three hundred zhang is enough to be in the top 30 of the list!

But Qin Xuan has not stopped yet, he continues to step forward.

With a single step, the surroundings suddenly became extremely gloomy, vaguely, as if there was the sound of ghosts crying and howling, straight into Qin Xuan Yuanshen.

Even Qin Xuan felt the tremor of the soul at this moment. This kind of sound, like a sharp blade in his ears, was extremely painful and more yin, invading into his body.

Qin Xuan smiled, he stepped forward, looking at the rolling black clouds ahead, and went straight into it.

This kind of Yin Qi was several times more terrifying than the previous Tianhuo Binghe, but for Qin Xuan, it was just right.

Even in this dark cloud, there is a yin air that turns into a ghost, culling Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan's palm shook, and there were silver threads gleaming in the palm of his palm, and the runes condensed.

Nine Destroyed Gods, People Slaughter!

Qin Xuan bathed in the dark clouds, heard ghost sounds, and slaughtered the Quartet.

Every time the palm falls, a ghost is swallowed into the palm.

But at a distance of a hundred meters, Qin Xuan slayed ten thousand ghosts and stepped on the black clouds.

The black clouds dispersed, and many Taoists below saw Qin Xuan's figure.

"Four hundred feet!"

"Top 20!"

"Who is this guy!?"

Below, countless Dao Monarchs went crazy, a figure that had never been seen before, but climbed to four hundred meters.

As the girl of the Imperial Heaven Sect, Yuhuang barely crossed the distance of less than three hundred feet.

When Qin Xuan first entered, he soared into the sky and went straight to four hundred meters. Even the extinguishing **** and ghost cloud was broken open.

Yuhuang's pupils also shrank suddenly, she looked at the white clothes above the Void God Tianyue, her eyes flashed.

Qin Xuan would not pay attention to all the people. He smiled faintly. Amidst the ghost sound and yin air, his soul finally made a little progress. Although there was only a little progress, it was not a small improvement.

Qin Xuan stepped again, and suddenly his eyes shook slightly, in front of him, as if the universe was changing, turning into another world.

There are hordes of charming beauties, fascinating.

The evil spirit Shura culled him with a grim face.

There are also thousands of horses neighing, with bones and bones...

Every step seems to be a world, the face is beautiful like nothingness, the face of evil spirits is like a breeze, and the face of thousands of troops is like mortal...

When that kind of illusion disappeared, Qin Xuan's had appeared at an altitude of five hundred feet.

He frowned, "It's a pity, the illusion and difficulty that helped me the most in the previous life, but now it is difficult to improve my soul!

Qin Xuan sighed softly, "In my previous life, I stopped here, and it was the biggest gain. What a pity!"

He was a little confused. He had been blocked here in the previous life, but now he has easily stepped on it.

Qin Xuan, stepping again.

There was a dead silence under the Void God Tianyue, and the Taoist monarchs looked at the figure in white clothes, like a face god.

It was Yuhuang, who kept his eyes fixed on Qin Xuan with a pair of eyes.

"More than five hundred meters, can be in the top ten!"

"who are you!?"