Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Mo Qinglian quietly followed behind Qin Xuan, passed the crowd, and walked towards Su Qiao'er.

Su Qiaoer didn't care about Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian, she didn't realize it until the two got close.

She turned to look at Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian, frowning.

She faintly felt that Qin Xuan was a little familiar, but she knew Mo Qinglian.

Su Qiaoer's pupils shrank slightly and looked at Mo Qinglian, "Why are you in the Hundred Star Palace!"

She immediately took out her hat and wanted to cover her face.

The woman is kind, and Mo Qinglian comes from China, so how could Su Qiao'er be willing to let Mo Qinglian see her face like this.

Mo Qinglian did not stop it, this was Su Qiaoer's own dignity.

Taking the hat, someone sneered and said: "Xuanxing finally knows the ugliness, hahaha, I thought she planned to appear in this life forever!"

"Who is this woman with **** eyes? She has a good appearance, and her temperament is cold enough, her cultivation base..." A Yuan Ying Zhenjun stared slightly, surprised: "It's hard to see through?"

He immediately closed his voice, his heart stunned.

What can make him lose sight of his cultivation base is whether he has a lot of treasure or his strength is higher than him.

Either way, he couldn't provoke Yuan Ying Zhenjun.

This sound naturally fell into the ears of Su Qiaoer, Mo Qinglian, and Qin Xuan.

Mo Qinglian looked at Su Qiao'er. The other party was different from Ning Ziyang. She didn't seem to know her current cultivation level and the evil things she had done before. Otherwise, she would not have such an attitude.

"Come and see the old deceased." Mo Qinglian said lightly: "You are like you, surprised me!"

"You don't need to participate, I have my own plan!" Su Qiao'er's voice was a little cold, she still didn't recognize Qin Xuan's old face.

After all, Qin Xuan is now 70 or 80 years old.

Don't say it's Su Qiao'er. I'm afraid that Yu Xuan and other people in the Palace of the Qing Emperor will not recognize him immediately.

Who would have thought that the aloft Qing Emperor would be so old as to be like a rotten wood.

"Su Muyu, was it okay?" Mo Qinglian looked at Su Qiao'er quietly, but Qin Xuan on the side never said anything.

"My brother..." Su Qiao'er had a touch of complexity in her eyes, "I'm afraid that I will be unable to return to the sky."

"Mo Qinglian, listen to my advice, or leave! You and I are both in the realm of cultivation. I am miserable now. Maybe you are better than me, but you can't help me." Su Qiao'er took a deep breath and she His eyes moved slightly, he took out a jade slip, and said, "My brother is here, if..."

She paused slightly, and there seemed to be a slight laughter.

"If I die, I hope you can take care of me for the sake of being with China."

"Even if it's for mortals, it's okay to go through a lifetime safely!"

She looked at Mo Qinglian and waited for Mo Qinglian to agree.

"Have you ever regretted entering the realm of cultivation?" Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded slowly.

Qin Xuan looked at Su Qiao'er quietly.

Su Qiao'er was startled, she looked at Qin Xuan, glanced at Mo Qinglian, seemingly confused.

But she didn't ask too much, and smiled lightly: "The road was chosen by herself, but it's just bad luck!"

With this, her shoulder quivered slightly.

And at this moment, in the Hall of Hundred Stars, people have already started a fight, and the halls have competed and participated.

There is a spiritual light that has fallen in front of Su Qiao'er.

"I should go to the competition!"

Su Qiao'er didn't want to say more, she stepped on her feet and stepped onto the big competition arena.

Qin Xuan looked at Su Qiao'er quietly and shook his head slightly.

"Luck!"

"She's already going to die!" Mo Qinglian couldn't bear it.

She is cold towards her, in fact, she also has benevolence in her heart.

"Ok!"

Qin Xuan nodded slightly, and Su Qiao'er participated in this competition with the desire to fall.

In the eyes of the two, Su Qiaoer had already started fighting.

In her hand, there was a sixth-rank magic weapon, a starlight whisked out, continuously blasting out starbursts.

Not only that, she should also practice the method of star deduction, measure the enemy's offensive, and deal with it freely.

In this competition, the opponent was only the middle grade of Yuanying. Although Su Qiao'er was very expensive, he still won.

She fell from the stage, and without a word, she resumed her cultivation and swallowed a few seven-pin pills.

The cultivation base hadn't been fully recovered, so he took the stage again.

After several appearances, Su Qiao'er also suffered some injuries, and blood could be seen.

The mana in her body became more pitiful.

"Take it to restore the cultivation base!" Mo Qinglian took out a bottle of pill, it was a fifth grade.

There are not many low-level things in her hand, and she wants to find a sixth-grade pill, but she doesn't have any.

Su Qiao'er glanced at the five-grade pill faintly, and under the hat, the corners of her mouth trembled, seemingly complicated and mocking.

"I don't want to take the food!" Su Qiaoer said softly, "However, I have reached this point. The so-called dignity is just ridiculous!"

She directly took the pill, took out one, and swallowed it.

Mo Qinglian didn't say anything, and shook her head slightly.

Above the high position, Bailian Xingjun Yu Guang just saw this scene, frowning slightly.

"Go and check, who is that woman!?"

Bailian Xingjun's eyes lit up with a ray of light, **** pupils, and white neon clothes.

In the world of Chen Haixing, he still rarely saw such a woman.

Is it magic repair?

He didn't remember that Baixing Palace once invited Demon Sect to participate in the competition.

"Xuanxing...it's a pity, but this woman is also good, I don't know how to get in!"

Bai Lianxing Jun had a frivolous smile, and there was a ray of light in his eyes.

Cultivators often have a good one, some like tea, some like music...qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, watching mountains and water, etc.

He also has a good, but he is human.

woman!

However, in his capacity, he is the grandson of the Hundred Star Palace of the Third-Rank Sect, and he has good talents. He is rare in the third-Rank Sect. There are naturally countless women around him.

A long time ago, Bai Lian didn't care about the ordinary disciples in the sect. On the contrary, he was favored by the kind of stubborn, cold and proud people.

Su Qiao'er was one of them, and for Bai Lian, he had never put Su Qiao'er in his eyes.

It's like selecting tea. If some tea is broken, just pick it. Who cares?

Bai Lian's eyes were burning, looking at Mo Qinglian.

Mo Qinglian seemed to be aware of it too, and she passed the eyes of Lord Bailian Xingjun.

The next moment, Supreme Nian shocked, and in an instant, Bailian Xingjun suddenly screamed, his pupils were bleeding, and he was almost blind.

"what!?"

"Hundred Lian!"

Above the high position, there was a commotion.

Bai Lian was full of pain, and he could bear the pain of blindness and eye injury.

"Dare someone do something to my grandson in the Zongmen Grand Competition!?"

Hall Master Hundred Stars, the old man was even more furious, the supreme coercion, instantly silenced the entire Big Bi.

Yiyang Zhizun looked indifferently, glanced at Bailian Xingjun, and didn't care.

Su Qiaoer's complexion changed.

She seemed to look at Mo Qinglian in shock. The previous scenes were all in her eyes.

"Fine, that's good!"

Su Qiao'er laughed. She didn't know how much Mo Qinglian's cultivation level was now, but now that the Bailian Xingjun could be injured in an instant, this level of strength was definitely not her ability.

The same out of China, but completely different.

Su Qiaoer shook her head and smiled. Immediately, she stepped forward and walked up the ring.

His gaze fell on Bailian Xingjun, and slowly opened the hat.

In her eyes, there was a continual hatred.

"Disciple of the Hundred Star Palace, Xuan Xing, there is something today, I would like to invite the Yi Dharma School, and Yi Yang Zhi Zun is the master!"

The indifferent words are more magical, like thunder, resounding in this big competition.

"I heard that the Lord of the Palace has asked the Supreme Lord of the Immortal Channels, and wants to bring the Bailian Xingjun into the Immortal Channel!"

"Xuanxing is meager, and with a word, please also Yiyang Zhizun..."

Before the words were over, the head of the Baixing Palace was furious.

"presumptuous!"

boom!

The supreme coercion shrouded Su Qiaoer's body in an instant.

In an instant, Su Qiaoer spouted a mouthful of blood like stars crushed, and the bones in his body were cracked...

I don't know the geometry!