Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

The world of comprehension is terrified, and the immortal veins are terrifying.

But all this seems to have nothing to do with Qin Xuan.

He was strolling in this starry sky, and Mo Qinglian quietly followed behind him.

In just one week, Qin Xuan's face seemed to have changed.

Before Ruoyan, Qin Xuan wore white clothes and gray hair, and his face looked like a twenty-two-year-old young man, slightly handsome.

Now, he seems to have become a twenty-five or six-year-old young man, Cang hair has been hung high, with a jade belt tied around his waist.

He seemed to have turned into a noble son. Those calm eyes and the fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seemed to have experienced a lot of vicissitudes.

Mo Qinglian also dressed the Yun Temple with white neon clothes to set off her graceful figure.

She quietly followed behind Qin Xuan, silent.

In the star dome, the two walked slowly.

"Here, the blue sky star is ahead!"

When the two of them passed through a large star field again, they passed the many magic weapons that crossed the star sky, and even the big demon appeared in front of a blue star.

This star is surrounded by blue water and green waves and white clouds.

It was a third-rank star in a star field in the Chenhaixing world.

There are two large and three-ranked sects standing tall, located on the source of the spiritual veins above this star.

Qin Xuan nodded slightly, and immediately, he and Mo Qinglian descended towards the stars.

Inside the giant city, there were loud voices, and Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian fell in front of the giant city.

Mo Qinglian took a few spirit crystals and gave them to the guard of the city gate, and walked in.

In the past, all pedestrians were monks, and there was no mortal in sight.

"Qingyang Sect, it's not far away, Qin Xuan, don't you plan to go directly?" Mo Qinglian said softly, looking at Qin Xuan's back.

"Since I'm here, it's okay to just walk around." Qin Xuan chuckled, "In these two hundred years, I haven't really been like a cultivator!"

He smiled and looked at the floating world.

Most cultivators work hard to make a living for those few spirit crystals.

He walked all the way, life and death, and a few people were like him.

There are a few rumors in the trading square city, various commercial pavilions, and even teahouses that hidden treasures.

Perhaps since he first entered the realm of cultivation, when he was in the Sky Cloud Sect, he would touch a little bit.

But it has been more than a hundred years since the fairy phoenix.

Xianmai, Tianjiao, Xiantu...

Qin Xuan smiled lightly and said lightly: "Let's go!"

Mo Qinglian nodded lightly, and she followed Qin Xuan into a teahouse.

In the teahouse, there are monks whispering, and there are some sect tianjiao who come and go from time to time.

Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian looked for a random place and sat down quietly.

The two did not cause much disturbance, and some people just glanced at Qin Xuan and didn't see the cultivation base, so they gave up.

Two cups of tea, the fragrance of tea permeates.

Qin Xuan quietly looked out of the window, and there were many pedestrians.

There are a few interesting anecdotes on this star in my ears, such as a certain sect genius who breaks through, and a certain disciple commits a serious crime and is expelled from the house.

There are also some sighs, a certain major disciple, a breakthrough is imminent, but it is difficult to break the barrier, and fell on the way to cultivation.

Qin Xuan listened carefully, until sunset, he dropped a few Lingjing, and walked out of the teahouse.

As dusk approached, Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian left the city.

They walked all the way to Qingyang Sect.

The Qingyang Sect is the first sect of the Qingtian Sect, with 17 supreme members, and now sits in the sect.

The disciples in it can be regarded as Tianjiao frequently appearing.

Those old people who walked out of the earth, Ning Ziyang, and a few people are here.

Qingyang Sect can also be regarded as good friends with Kunlun Sect, some of the Kunlun Sect's methods are different, and it is not suitable for Ning Ziyang and others, so he recommended it to Qingyang Sect.

"What do you think will happen to Ning Ziyang and the others?"

Qin Xuan turned his head and looked at Mo Qinglian.

Mo Qinglian shook her head slightly and said, "They are not very talented, and I'm afraid they won't enter the country too quickly!"

"When I entered the Immortal Vessel, I barely joined the Dao for more than two hundred years and swallowed trillions of creatures before Mahayana."

"Ning Ziyang and the others have never had this before!"

Qin Xuan smiled nonchalantly, and the seven sects of the cultivation world had joined together to draw all beings on the earth into the cultivation world.

I do not know the good fortune!

Ning Ziyang is one of the few people who can talk to him in China.

"See you, no matter what you like!"

Qin Xuan smiled. He looked up, the sky was dark, and the breeze was faintly cold in the plain.

Two rounds of bright moons were sitting high in the sky, with silver brilliance pouring, shining on the two of them.

Suddenly, Mo Qinglian's brows moved slightly.

Ahead, the night was broken, and there were some subtle shouts of killing.

Mo Qinglian had never touched his mind, life and death in the cultivation world was a common occurrence, and it had nothing to do with them.

Qin Xuan didn't care too much, the two of them walked past this place of contention, walking long among the stars.

Until the night darkened, in the distance were the vast mountains.

Among them, there are more clouds and mist shrouded in palace buildings, like a fairyland on earth.

Qingyangzong is right in front of him.

At this moment, a rustle came from far behind him.

The two didn't care, but with the rustle close, Mo Qinglian's eyes were indifferent, and she turned her head to look.

The moonlight fell on the red hair, like a demon.

In the distance, there was a figure coming in blood.

When he saw Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian, their pupils suddenly shrank, as if they were facing an enemy.

He carefully concealed the storage ring in his fingers, walked out to the right and headed towards Qingyangzong.

"A disciple of Qingyang Sect, return to the Void Realm!"

Mo Qinglian spoke, and there was a breath coming from behind, it should be the person who killed the Qingyang Sect disciple.

"It seems that I got some kind of treasure!" Qin Xuan said with a light smile: "Have you ever done this before?"

Mo Qinglian gazes slightly, and shook her head slightly, "Not comparable to you. When the Void Returning Realm, a fellow sister was jealous, and she sneaked a heavy blow."

"I want to come, your senior sister from the Xianmai sect should have fallen!"

Mo Qinglian glanced at Qin Xuan, "I went out and practiced for 13 years, and I broke through to the middle grade of Returning Void. The sect was born and died, and the head was broken by seven swords!"

There was a bitter smile at the corner of her mouth, "But at that time, you had already slaughtered hundreds of thousands of Fenglei in the Void God Realm, and also killed a Supreme!"

Qin Xuan glanced at Mo Qinglian, shook his head and smiled, "The whole world of cultivation is endless, who can compare with me?"

"The little guys behind..."

"They'd better not look for death!" Mo Qinglian said coldly. She once buried trillions of creatures, compassion...maybe, but it varies from person to person.

Mo Yan, Mo Qinglian, is an ordinary Mahayana Supreme, and how can he care about a few Void Returning Dao Monarchs?

Just as the two were strolling and laughing.

A few changhongs had already cut through the night and appeared above the two.

The leader is a woman with indifferent eyes.

She looked down at Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian, tapped her finger, and the image of the disciple of the Qingyang Sect appeared before her.

"Have you ever met this person?"

Faint words contain arrogance.

On these third-rank stars, the Return to Void Realm is enough to be regarded as a famous mover.

What's more, the powerhouses on the stars here all know what they look like. Whether it's Qin Xuan or Mo Qinglian, they don't know half of it, so how can they care.

Qin Xuan ignored it and walked forward.

Mo Qinglian, the same is true.

A trivial prince, how can it be in the eyes of both of them?

There is a return to the virtual Taoist anger, want to start questioning.

The headed woman slowly raised her hand, and she took a deep look at the two Qin Xuan.

"Go! He can't escape far!"

Several people immediately turned to the Qingyang Sect.

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, "Fight with the same door!?"

Later those Taoists were also Qingyangzong costumes.

But for a long time, Mo Qinglian said indifferently: "It seems that the injured person has very bad luck!"

"Ok!"

Qin Xuan smiled lightly and spit out two words.

"Fallen!"