Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

In the Tianyun Hall, at this moment, Feng Mo, Li Xuan Dao, and a group of elders have gathered together.

"Master, have you really considered it?"

Qin Xuan looked at Feng Mo and slowly spoke.

"I should have crossed the calamity, but in the past Tianyun was perilous, and I could not stand in the Northern Wilderness without me. Later, I felt guilty and wanted to cross the calamity after seeing you!"

"Now, I should also enter the Tribulation Realm, facing three calamities and nine calamities."

Feng Mowei sat with a faint smile on his face.

"Now, Tianyun, I have peace of mind, the three people of Profound Dao have entered the Supreme, and you are also the Azure Emperor. Old man, me, what are you doing in this mortal world?"

"In January, I will enter the starry sky to cross the catastrophe, this matter has been decided!"

After many years of heavy burdens, at this moment, all the burdens have been lifted, and the wind demon never seemed so relaxed.

Regardless of Du Jie's life or death, he doesn't care anymore.

This is a step he must go through. If he is born, he will enter the immortal realm and set foot in the immortal land. If he fails, he will enter the cycle of reincarnation and cultivate himself in the next life.

Li Xuandao and the other powerful people of Tianyunzong looked at each other and looked at each other.

Although they had expected it in their eyes, there was still a touch of worry in their eyes.

That was the heavenly calamity, the greatest calamity in the journey of cultivation, three calamities and nine calamities, I don't know how many Mahayana Supremes were buried.

Qin Xuan looked at Feng Mo and nodded slowly.

Master Wind Demon finally wants to overcome the catastrophe. He stayed in the Sky Cloud Sect for a long time, one is to build a large teleportation array, and second, he is also waiting for the wind to overcome the disaster.

This five-foot rickety old man belongs to the Sky Cloud Sect, who has held the sky for 100,000 years and has experienced disasters.

Nowadays, one should also ask Dao to become immortal, step into the fairyland, and find himself a long way.

"Master, do you need to spread the robbery post?" Li Xuandao slowly said.

The Supreme Cross Tribulation is a grand event. Some Mahayana realm strongmen cross the Tribulation, and always send some cross Tribulation posts, and invite some Supreme to watch.

On the one hand, it is also the supreme guardian way of crossing the catastrophe, so as not to be undermined. Second, regardless of the life and death of crossing the catastrophe, it can be regarded as leaving a little good destiny. After all, the heavenly catastrophe is the end of a cultivator, and it is also the end of all crossing the catastrophe. The catastrophe faced by the strong.

Watching others cross the catastrophe is also a kind of sentiment for the Mahayana Supreme, and even understand the catastrophe early in order to prepare.

Although the tribulations are recorded in the cultivation world, how can they be compared with seeing them in person with more written words?

The wind demon is the oldest person in the Tianyun Sect. It is not an exaggeration to post a post to cross the catastrophe. Instead, it will leave a good relationship for the Tianyun Sect. After the wind demon crosses the catastrophe, the supreme of watching the calamity will take care of the Tianyun Sect. One or two.

What's more, now with Qin Xuan's momentum, I am afraid that there will be no supremacy in the three star regions.

Feng Mo pondered slightly, he glanced at Li Xuandao.

"hair!"

Feng Demon only uttered one word, and said in a spirited manner: "Old man, I have practiced hard all my life, and Feng Demon has been in all directions!"

"Cross the Tribulation Realm, what about the Three Plagues and Nine Tribulations? Three galaxies, hundreds of supreme beings watched the old man into a fairy, wouldn't it be fun!?"

"Evergreen, what do you think?"

He laughed out loud and looked at Qin Xuan.

The old man who used to be Tianyun Qingtian, at this moment, seemed to completely put everything aside.

He was no longer calm, nor silent.

Once young and frivolous, in the name of the wind and demon, he has also been side by side with the word Tianjiao.

After the last Tianyun catastrophe, many of his fellow sects fell, and his wind demon could only suppress his nature and open up a foothold for Tianyun.

Among them, I don’t know the geometry.

Along the way, he finally waited until Tianyun had no worries, and he could also stand on the northern wilderness without any other wind demon, and stabilize the name of the third-rank master.

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, "Very good!"

"Three calamities and nine calamities, how can one enter the eyes of the master?"

Feng Mo laughed and said, "Hahaha, Changqing, your kid is sweet for the first time!"

"Then spread Dujie posts and tell those guys that in one month, the old man..."

The sound of the wind and devil is like a sky-shaking cloud, slowly filling the nine mountains of the sky.

"Starry sky crossing the robbery!"

...

The matter of wind and demon crossing the catastrophe spread to the three major galaxies within a few days.

The three major galaxies, how many sect giants, have long been expected, the wind demon will soon cross the catastrophe.

Thirty years of delay was enough to surprise them. Now, Feng Mo is finally about to take this step.

"The old guy is going to cross the catastrophe, it's not easy!" Someone slowly said, this is an old man, and his life is coming to an end.

He was also young, and was a friend of Yunfengmo that day, and he moved across the sky.

It is a pity that the time has passed, and they are all in one family, and they dare not easily cross the catastrophe.

Today, Tianyun has no worries, but he still cannot leave the realm of cultivation.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but sigh.

He looked towards the sky, and among the stars, there was a star named Mo Yun.

"Forget it, the old boy is lucky, Tian Yun has accepted a great disciple."

"Back to Tianyunzong, I will be there right away!"

...

"The wind demon has crossed the catastrophe, as expected!"

"The old guy has been guarding the sky for 100,000 years, so he should be overwhelmed!"

"A month later? Still too late!"

In the entire three major galaxies, in an instant, there are changhong, appearing above the star dome.

Hundreds of supreme, whether it is the supreme of the bulk, or some casual cultivators, all walked out of Mo Yunxing.

Before January arrived, many supreme lords were waiting outside Mo Yunxing.

But this month, the wind demon is retreating, striving to reach the peak state before crossing the catastrophe, whether it is the state of mind, mana, or magic weapon, all must be at the peak.

Qin Xuan was above the Nifeng, looking at the sky with his hands held down.

With him, those who dare to make trouble are naturally looking for death.

However, with the three plagues and nine calamities, the wind demon in the previous life can survive, this life...

Qin Xuan frowned slightly, and the strength of Wind Demon was obviously stronger than that of his previous life.

However, the stronger the strength, the more terrifying the Heavenly Tribulation, this is a fixed number.

Such as Xianmai Supreme Crossing Tribulation, and the Heavenly Tribulation Crossed by Wind Demon, it is almost a world away.

Crossing the territory, the stronger the strength, the more worrying.

However, the Three Plagues and Nine Tribulations also have restrictions, at most not exceeding the power of Mahayana Wonderland.

Ordinary supreme tribulation, on the contrary, is easier than immortal supreme tribulation.

And Xianbang Tianjiao, some who have the power to surpass the fairyland in the mortal realm, can also easily overcome the catastrophe.

Except for the two, on the contrary, the other supreme will fall into the three plagues and nine calamities if they are not careful.

This is an extreme, and it is also the rule of heaven to check and balance everything.

"Fine, with the strength of the master, it shouldn't be difficult to overcome the catastrophe!"

Qin Xuan murmured softly, and he stepped slowly, continuing to steadily transmit the large array.

January is approaching, Mo Yun is outside the star, in the starry sky, hundreds of supreme, standing everywhere.

In their eyes, Tianyunzong, Li Xuandao and others are like a big formation, guarding one place.

Qin Xuan was beside Li Xuandao, quietly looking at the starry sky in front of him.

Afterwards, the void split open, and a figure slowly walked out of the crack.

This is a burly man with jet-black hair hanging down at his waist.

The upper body is red, muscle knotted, and burly starry sky.

Sword eyebrows and star eyes, a pair of eyes seemed to contain endless vicissitudes.

It is hard to imagine that the old man who was five feet rickety in the past is not weaker than any Tianjiao peerless in the cultivation world.

The corner of Feng Mo's mouth was slightly raised, looking around the hundreds of supreme, passing Li Xuan Dao, Qin Xuan and others.

"Everyone, old man, I, go ahead!"

The sound of the wind demon resounded like a bell in the star dome.

His black hair violently danced wildly, and there was already a thundercloud on his head.

In Feng Mo's eyes, if there are endless spirits violently, he shouted.

"Robbery!"

In an instant, the thunder cloud was deaf, and a thunder fell from the cloud,

A million miles in the starry sky!