Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Emperor Xian Star Realm, Xian Ting Shu Ge!

A vast book pavilion stands in this starry sky.

There are a hundred and eight thousand arena in a radius, quietly floating around the book pavilion.

This is an immortal artifact, called Zhengxian Lei. It is unknown when it was born from the realm of cultivation.

It is well known that the two immortal artifacts of the Xianting Book Pavilion and the Xixian Ting Xian Juan.

The battle for immortality can be divided into one hundred and eight thousand, and it can also be unified. Even the knocking on the court, it may not be damaged, and it is strong to the extreme.

Xian Ting Shu Ge, the writer of the immortal list, is outside the fifteen great immortal veins, but even if it is the fifteen great immortal veins, the dragon and phoenix clan should be jealous.

There are only two people in this book pavilion, one is the master and the other is the servant.

This is true for each generation, and the two hold two immortal implements and only book immortals.

Before the extremely long years, there was an immortal vein that had coveted the two great immortal artifacts of the Immortal Tingshu Pavilion. After that, that great immortal vein ceased to exist and vanished.

For this matter, the years are too long, and there are not many records of the Fifteen Great Immortals.

But even if it is Xianmai, you are afraid of Xiantingshuge to the extreme, and the sound transmission of the fairy world should not provoke Xiantingshuge.

In this book pavilion, one person stands quietly.

He looked down at the ten thousand races, one after another, everyone onlookers, with a faint smile on his face.

"Such a prosperous world, it is rare to see, thousands of flowers are in full bloom, and the stars compete for glory!" The pavilion owner of Xian Tingshu Pavilion, shaking the paper fan in his hand, smiled lightly: "It seems that the world of cultivation is about to usher in a prosperous world! "

Beside him, a man bowed his head and said, "Probably because of the appearance of the blue emperor, the power of the view of sentient beings has been achieved, and the immortal veins have been destroyed in three hundred years, and people can see endless hope."

Throughout the ages, Tianjiao has been in the world, all beings look up, follow their path, and keep moving forward.

But even if it is the ancient Tianjiao, there has never been a person like the Azure Emperor.

Three hundred years, destroy the immortal veins and cut the immortals.

All sorts of actions that shook the star dome, vaguely, were opening a way for all beings in the realm of cultivation.

A peerless road!

In the past, the Ten Thousand Years Mahayana, the Immortal Vessel Tianjiao, is enough to contemplate all sentient beings and look down upon the sky of stars.

It's a pity that to the Azure Emperor, who had exterminated the Immortal Vessels for three hundred years, it seemed like the fireflies were inferior to the sun and moon.

Those heavenly arrogances saw a more vast road, saw the immortal figure ahead, how dare to relax, how dare to be proud! ?

Everyone is moving forward, advancing on the peerless road formed under the brilliance of the Azure Emperor.

Who doesn't want to become the second blue emperor and look down upon all beings! ?

In just a hundred years, the talents in the cultivation world have gone through life and death and made breakthroughs, how can their strength be compared with before?

Farewell, the real difference.

"Qingdi!"

The pavilion owner of Xianting Shuge gathered the paper fan, the smile on his face faded away, and his brows slowly frowned.

"This person is too unparalleled, it is hard to imagine that there will be such a person in the realm of cultivation."

"Quie'er, in the Eastern Region, there may be many big clans where young Tianjiao people can kill the court immortals, but that is the immortal world, and at least above the middle clan, the environment is completely different!"

"It is incredible to be able to do this in the realm of cultivation!"

"What's more, given the age of the Qing Emperor's bones, in fact, Xianfan is different, and there is a difference in time, and it is only equivalent to forty years in the Eastern Region!"

"Forty years, have you grown up from a child to a fairy?"

His eyes were condensed and he slowly said, "I'm afraid that he can be called a handsome talent in the Eastern Region."

The male servant behind him nodded slightly, "It's really not a world, if you can enter the immortal world, maybe it will be more than ordinary."

"The son is tempted!?"

"Forget it, if he can be recruited into my immortal gate, maybe he will be a young talent." The pavilion owner of Xianting Book Pavilion slowly said: "However, I am afraid that because of this Qingdi personality, he will not enter. My fairy gate."

"The son is humble, the Eastern Book Immortal Gate is also a third-class clan in the Eastern Region. Even if this Qing emperor is peerless, even the reincarnation of the Koting Immortal, and even the reincarnation of Da Luoxian, in front of the Dongshu Immortal Gate, it is not enough. Tao."

The patron of Xianting Shuge shook his head slightly, he didn't say anything.

In Dongxuan Chi Tianyu, the Immortal Gate of Dongshu is indeed high-ranking. The two sages are in charge of the world, and the Dongshuxianyuan under their command is even more famous in the immortal world, but some people may not care about power.

This Qing emperor Yuan Ying once watched to contend with the immortal veins and made a shocking act.

After that, it went all the way. For three hundred years, he grew up from an ordinary disciple in an unknown and marginal place to the present Qing Emperor. Will he care about power?

Status, resources, everything is the Qing Emperor's own struggle, this kind of existence is the most terrifying.

They don't need to rely on any forces. They themselves are the biggest backer.

"Thousands have got results!"

"Quie'er, go announce it!"

The master of the Xianting Book Pavilion slowly said, the man behind him stepped out of the book Pavilion.

The book boy's clothes, quietly walked to the battle for immortality.

He declares the winners and loses in turn, ranks them, and decides the next round.

The fifteen star realms, how many arrogances, are sad or proud here.

In an arena, a man's eyes were calm.

He is wearing a pale blue long dress and a black jade face covering his face.

On its back, is a long spear with a keel handle and a fairy iron.

He stood quietly and stepped onto the next round of the ring.

When the man fell, in front of him was a peerless arrogant from the cycle of life.

This Tianjiao was originally in the immortal list, but it was in the Hedao realm, so the last hundred years, there will be many opportunities, singing all the way, and now half a step Mahayana.

Don't underestimate the Dao Realm. For this kind of Tianjiao, even if it is the Dao Realm, if it grows to the supreme, it will surely soar into the sky.

It is equivalent to Tuxian, that is, you enter the Mahayana only when you seek the fifth stage of He Dao. Once you enter the Mahayana, you are the supreme immortal of ordinary Mahayana, and it is by no means the enemy of Tuxian.

The Tianjiao of the revolving fate palace looked at the man in Tsing Yi with the gun, but deep in his eyes, a touch of depth passed.

This deep touch hides the chance of killing, and also hides infinite anger.

"Qin Hao!"

He uttered a name, causing the man in Tsing Yi with the gun to lift his eyes slightly.

"You got the wrong person!"

"Acknowledge your mistake? You are connected with that Azure Emperor's bloodline, is it also wrong?" Ming Yao picked up the corner of his mouth slightly, as if there was endless cynicism.

Qin Hao frowned slightly, he glanced at Ming Yao.

"See through the blood, you and I are in harmony, I am afraid that you can't do it with your strength?"

"Because my father killed you the lord of the revolving palace, so, just spied on me?"

Qin Hao quietly stared at the Ming Yao in front of him, "You want to kill me to avenge the last palace lord of the Fate Palace?"

Qin Hao shook his head slightly, "I'm afraid you dare not do it!"

The faint words let Ming Yao suppress the killing intent in his eyes and burst out at this moment.

His face was a little stubborn, and he roared: "Qin Hao, you are so mad. Don't think that you have a great father, so you are unscrupulous!"

Qin Hao's black jade face was slightly raised.

With picturesque lips and teeth, he smiled lightly: "You are wrong!"

"It's not that I think I have a great father, but I think that, under the shade of my father, if I can't even win over you, a man of immortality and harmony!"

"That's really shameless!"

The sound fell, and his back shook, and the dragon scale spear shook, and the fairy iron fell into his hands with a cold glow.

He stood with a gun in one hand, Tsing Yi proudly, those eyes, which were very similar to those of Qin Xuan, were less indifferent, but more gentle.

Gentle as jade, but without losing its brilliance.