Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

These six words clearly expressed Qin Xuan's situation at the moment.

Being on the top of Tianyue, how could Qin Xuan know that the disciple of the Wanfeng Lei Wanwu Sect was near?

Many Dao Monarchs looked at Qin Xuan. Undoubtedly, Qin Changqing definitely knew that even so, he went down to Tianyue alone and faced Dao Monarch of Ten Thousand Winds and Thunder.

This is arrogant!

Moreover, I don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick, and the universe is wide.

It is not false to say that this person is arrogant.

There is a dead end, and it is not half false.

This Qin Changqing is just returning to the Void Realm, how can the disciples of the Ten Thousand Immortal Veins survive?

Even at the beginning, Wan Xu didn't dare to say that he was an enemy of tens of thousands of disciples in the same realm.

There is nothing better than this, not to mention that Qin Xuan has not yet entered the fairy list.

Even though Wan Xu died at the hands of Qin Xuan, no one knew how to die. Conspiracy and trickery were all possible.

"This time, Qin Changqing is probably in a disaster!"

"I have always heard that this person is arrogant. Since I first entered the Void God Realm, I can see that I have shot against the disciples of Fenglei Wanwu Sect, but I never thought that this person is so arrogant that he even knew he would die."

"I wanted to see the wind and thunder sect suffer a loss, I am afraid I can't see it now, but unfortunately, it is a pity that a Tianjiao who can make the immortal sect annoys, but fell here in vain!"

Many Taoist monarchs have complicated faces. For Qin Xuan, they look up and admire, but feel a little sorry.

Contend against the immortal veins, look at the realm of cultivation, who does not want to be a non-immortal cultivation world?

The fifteen great immortal sects have been dominant in the cultivation world for too long. For a long time, the disciples of the immortal veins are no one. For a long time, many cultivators hope that someone can defeat the immortal vein.

It's a pity that no one can do it for a long time. This is just a delusion in the hearts of many cultivators. They know it very well, but they always have such a thought.

Yuhuang's gaze fell on Qin Xuan, and she was curious about how Qin Changqing planned to break the catastrophe.

"Get up!"

Suddenly, a loud shout sounded around the virtual **** Tianyue.

I saw countless spiritual lights soaring into the sky, gathering into a large array, blocking everything.

The disciples of Fenglei Wanwuzong moved, they have been preparing for a long time, lest Qin Xuan escape.

This formation is the power of harmony, and even the space is difficult to shake, as if it is a barrier that isolates everything.

It was the space in it that shattered into nothingness, and the array remained motionless.

Who dares to neglect?

If Qin Xuan was allowed to escape, not to mention their facelessness, if someone else beheaded this person, they would have turned their intestines green.

"Qin Changqing, you know the crime!"

When the great formation appeared, and the countenances of the Taoist monarchs changed slightly, one of the disciples of Fenglei Wanwu Sect screamed coldly.

There was a faint cold light in his eyes, high above him, overlooking Qin Xuan.

It seemed that Qin Xuan was already the fish in his palm, and could be a great reward in his bag at any time.

Qin Xuan glanced lightly at the speaker, and never responded.

His gaze was like still water, staring lightly at these ten thousand people, and the big formation blocked everything.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan smiled softly, but didn't say anything.

"Presumptuous! Dare to be so frivolous when death is imminent!"

"It seems that you have no repentance when you are dying, kill my senior of the Wind and Thunder Ten Thousand Things Sect, kill my fellow family, today, you can't forgive you!"

"Senior brothers, why don't you talk nonsense with him and cut him off with your hands?

The anger sounded one after another, and this chuckle seemed to be a mockery, making all the Fenglei Wanwuzong disciples look ugly.

Obviously it is the turtle in the urn, and it is clear that Qin Changqing can still laugh.

Not only the disciples of Fenglei Wanwu Sect, but also the many Dao Monarchs around him couldn't help but look surprised.

This guy is really extraordinary!

Just this kind of state of mind that doesn't change the face of life and death is enough to make everyone praise.

Cultivators are indifferent to life and death, but who can be indifferent when facing death! ?

"court death!"

Finally, a disciple of the Fenglei Wanwu Sect couldn't bear to do it with anger, "The dying person, why say more!"

He used the art of killing the primordial spirit, and saw thunder condensed in his palm, and every thunder was as white as light, dazzling people.

Fifth-Rank Yuanshen Killing Technique, Magic White Thunder!

In an instant, the thunder was like thousands of thunder snakes, shrouded in Qin Xuan's body.

Many disciples of Fenglei Wanwu Sect frowned slightly, but they didn't say much.

The person who does it is only the top grade of returning to the void. With the strength of this Qin Changqing, the top grade of returning to the void may be difficult to kill, so everyone is not in a hurry.

After all, this person can kill Zhao He and the existence of the fifteen Dao Monarchs of the Wind, Thunder and All Things Sect.

No one wanted to do it first, but Qin Xuan desperately died.

Boom boom boom...!

Bai Lei's body, Qin Xuan didn't even stop him, he faced Bai Lei, letting this fifth-grade primordial spirit kill technique attack.

When Bai Lei dissipated, everyone's eyes were shocked.

Qin Xuan stood with his hands in his hands, his wings spread out, his body up and down, undamaged.

There was even a trace of white thunder and thunder on his body, but soon he was wiped out into nothingness by an invisible force.

"what!?"

There was an incredible color in the eyes of the Daojun who did it. He used the fifth-grade Yuanshen killing technique, and the opponent was not damaged in the slightest! ?

"Be careful, you guys, this person is extremely weird. Master Bai Min and others died in his hands. Don't lose their lives just because of carelessness!" Someone shouted, his eyes slightly solemn.

The fifth-rank Yuanshen killing technique was difficult to shake his Yuanshen body, and this level of strength could also rank in the forefront of their tens of thousands.

If it were one-on-one, very few of these tens of thousands of people were confident that they could beat Qin Changqing.

It is a pity that now, they are thousands of people at the same time.

A fifth-grade primordial spirit killing technique can't shake this person, so, the ten thousand primordial spirit killing technique, Qin Changqing, can he stop it?

Immediately, some people have already started, almost a thousand people, almost united to perform the primordial killing technique.

Wind thunder, swords, Changhong, weapons...

In an instant, thousands of Yuanshen killing techniques fell like a torrential rain.

Each one is a fifth-grade primordial spirit killing technique.

So many killing techniques made the onlookers dumbfounded and even more admired.

The immortal veins are like this!

Even if it is a large sect, it is already extraordinary to be able to handle a thousand primordial slaying techniques, while the Fenglei Wanwu sect only uses a thousand people to use thousands of primordial slaying techniques, which are different.

Boom boom boom...

The killing technique was like a torrential rain. In an instant, the place where Qin Xuan was located seemed to have been shot down by a meteorite. On the earth, huge pits appeared, and even these huge pits gathered into one and turned into a huge pit of hundreds of meters, as if Everything is annihilated into nothingness.

Until the killing technique dissipated, everyone's eyes gathered under the huge pit.

"Where are people!?"

"Has it been shattered into nothingness?"

"Just died like this?"

Everyone's eyes changed slightly, only to see no one in the huge pit.

Suddenly, a sad scream sounded, and everyone suddenly recovered.

I saw the high-grade Daoist who had done his hand at Qin Xuan for the first time. At this moment, the body of the soul collapsed, and a figure, holding a bead-like soul with one hand, stood on the wind and thunder of all things sect. Among the ten thousand masters.

Qin Xuan greeted those many gazes, and even more the anger of the Master of the Wind and Thunder, and the anger of Ten Thousand Dao Monarchs, smiled gently.

His fingers shook slightly, and the primordial spirit was completely shattered and turned into a ray of light into his palm.

Feng Lei Wanwu Sect, return to the virtual high-grade Taoist, die!

"You dare!"

Amidst the anger of the many disciples of Feng Lei Wanwu Sect, Qin Xuan smiled lightly, and his thin lips opened slightly.

"Why the flock of sheep scares the tiger? How can ten thousand snakes scare the dragon!"

He is dressed in white, with a pair of purple and blue wings, with one hand behind him and the other raised in front of him.

"What about one enemy ten thousand? I, Qin Changqing..."

"Slay it with one hand!"