Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

In Tianjiu Sacred Pass, Qin Xuan walked with his hand.

Killing two people is like crushing a passing ant to him.

He has his own vision, even if it is the former Gu Tianjiao, he will not smash and kill at will.

It's a pity that there will be some life and death, and then Qin Changqing will not be soft.

Qin Xuan waited to retreat, looking for a secluded place.

Many palaces in the Tianjiu Sacred Pass are empty and the courtyard is empty, but if you choose these places, not to mention that this is the land of others, it will also cause a lot of intrusion from the ancient Tianjiao, and it will be troublesome and difficult to calm down.

The Heavenly Nine Sacred Pass is vast. Even if it is an ordinary golden immortal in the Northern Territory and Hunyuan leaves, there are still some powerful people in the world. Perhaps it is not a tianjiao generation, but it is enough to imperially bury the ancient Tianjiao in the emperor’s mausoleum. An Ran stayed in Tianjiu Sacred Pass.

For example, Xu Wenhe, Xuanxiao holy workshop, even those former ancient Tianjiao, how many people can make enemies with him.

The half-sacred posture, those big Luo, dare not make a mistake at all.

Even some Hunyuan will not be their enemies.

In the buried emperor's mausoleum, some truly terrifying Tianjiao have not yet been born. Perhaps there are one or two who were born that can crush Xu Wenhe, but those Tianjiao will not provoke them at will.

Not to mention the saint behind Xu Wenhe, Xu Wenhe himself is not weak.

What can those arrogances win? It is just to offend the saint.

If it fails, it will damage Tianjiao's name and the dignity of its ancestors.

The pros and cons are more obvious to these arrogant people, and they rarely do such things.

As Qin Xuan's thoughts turned, a faint uproar sounded from far away in his ears.

Qin Xuan turned his head and looked at the end of his gaze, in a palace.

There are six halls in the palace connected by immortal cables, and each hall is an immortal treasure.

Above the central hall, there is even a shining light.

Six Halls of Red Dust!

Qin Xuan's eyes dimmed. He remembered that this place seemed to be similar to the place of an inn. It was a strong man who had spent his entire life and has no hope of entering the holy. He opened these six halls of red dust in the Nine Sacred Pass on this day for people to live in. The charges are expensive. .

In the six halls, there are hundreds of houses, and every house will cost tens of thousands of cents a night.

The uproar came from one of the six halls. Not only that, but there were also auras from different eras, which did not belong to the current world. Among them, there was also a part of the current aura, both Da Luo and Hun Yuan.

Qin Xuan pondered slightly, this Six Palaces of Red Dust could be regarded as a place of retreat.

Moreover, there is a Hunyuan sixth stage, hopeless to enter the sacred, but not weak in strength, and can resist intrusion.

Immediately, Qin Xuan stepped towards the Sixth Hall of Red Dust.

The Six Halls of Red Dust, Hall of Wind and Rain, there are thousands of abrupt, gathered here.

Among the many gazes, there was a man with three inches of raw jade on his forehead, wearing a silver coat, and wisps of terror lingering beside him.

"Another one has been killed, this time, it's Da Luo's Eighth Rank!"

"As expected to be the descendant of the Heavenly Bone Celestial Vessel family, Tianjiao, with just five turns of Da Luo, he can cut the world for eight turns!"

"It's terrible. The Eighth Rank Golden Immortal is holding the Hunyuan Immortal Treasure. I'm afraid it's not weak. Can I compete with Hunyuan Immortal?"

"It's already the ninth person!"

An uproar sounded in this Temple of Wind and Rain, but some of the powerful Northern Territories in the world had a ugly expression on their faces.

"Damn it, Ronaldo has turned five!"

"Former Gu Tianjiao, I am afraid this person is no longer comparable to ordinary former Gu Tianjiao!"

"Which family is the Saint Bone Celestial Vessel family?"

Some powerful people in the world, including Hunyuan Immortal Venerable, looked a little ugly.

They looked at the silver-clad man's body, there were nine heads lingering around, and each of these nine heads was a Tianjiu Prefecture, and even a Tianjiao of the Northern Territory.

Everyone comes from the mansion of the saint.

There are five rounds of big Luo, six rounds, seven rounds of big Luo, and even a nine rounds of big Luo, the personal biography of the saint of the heavenly jealous golden fairyland, also fell here, and was beheaded by the heavenly arrogance of the holy bone and heavenly veins.

Some powerful people in the world have faint anger in their eyes, those younger generations who came from the saints, who dare to be angry but dare not show it.

This person is too terrifying, and is by no means comparable to that of the ordinary former Gu Tianjiao. Moreover, this person is here to set up a challenge, wantonly insulting the talents of the world, fearing that it is to break the border with a battle, and intends to enter the sixth rank of Da Luo.

"Why, people in this world have this strength?"

"This era is too weak. You can also be called Tianjiao? Really shame the word Tianjiao!"

The silver-clothed man's gaze was squinting, passing over the many younger generations on that side.

But when the words fell, no one came out, and everyone's faces were even more ugly.

But at the gate of the Temple of Wind and Rain, a middle-aged man drank a little wine and enjoyed it.

This middle-aged man is the master of the Temple of Storms, but he doesn't care about the former Gu Tianjiao's insult to the world.

Qin Xuan walked slowly, just to see the middle-aged man.

His gaze flicked over the nine heads in the air in the scene, and the many ugly faces of the current generation.

"A room, seven years!"

Qin Xuan didn't care about it, and faced the middle-aged humanity.

The middle-aged man was startled slightly, he turned his head and looked at Qin Xuan, "Seven years, forget it, it's a big deal, I'll give you a discount, 20 million cents."

Qin Xuan casually took out a storage celestial treasure, which was the former Gu Tianjiao he had killed before, and its contents were worth more than 20 million celestial coins.

The middle-aged man took the storage fairy treasure and took out a token.

"Wait, after watching this excitement, I will take you there again!"

He smiled and said, "You are also a person in the world, so you are not interested in going up and trying!?"

From what Qin Xuan handed him, it can be seen that Qin Xuan is definitely not a vulgar person, and has the power to kill the ancient Tianjiao.

Qin Xuan didn't say it or not, and his gaze fell into the field, "The Saint Bone Celestial Vessels have a unique talent. Although Da Luo is ranked 5th, his power is comparable to ordinary Da Luo 8th Rank, and even the former Gu Tianjiao of Tiandu Rank 9! "

"You can be regarded as a person in the world, but you agree with him to set up this challenge and let him do whatever he wants?"

Qin Xuan held his hand and quietly looked at the silver-clothed men who kept making provocations, making the faces of the many golden immortals increasingly ugly.

"They are all creatures of the immortal realm. In the pre-Ancient Era, they were once the lord of the five realms of the immortal realm. Besides, why fight for money? This little guy named Tianhaifan, but invested 100 million sen coins, why did I refuse?"

The middle-aged man smiled lightly and said: "I respect the strong in the immortal realm. If there is only such power in the world, then it will be a kind of tempering to receive the humiliation.

Qin Xuan glanced at the middle-aged man faintly: "You are a good fortune, but you are right."

"The weak want to fight for dignity, so naturally they must step into the ranks of the strong!"

"The former Gu Tianjiao wanted to use the current world as a stone to sharpen the way of a saint. In this world, why not the former Gu Tianjiao as a stone to sharpen the road to sainthood?"

The middle-aged man seemed to look at Qin Xuan in amazement, "Little guy, such a vision, it's so impressive!"

"It's a good thing to be greedy for money, but be careful that these former ancient Tianjiao teased you, 100 million sen coins, not a small amount, this person has a strong ban on his body, should have been born no more than a year, and should not necessarily hand the sen coins to you. ?" Qin Xuan said lightly.

"Empty-handedly, if you don't give you cents, I am afraid that your face will not look much better than them!"

The middle-aged man laughed blankly, surprised Qin Xuan's eyesight, and drank the wine in one cup.

"Then it depends on his strength and courage!"

"My fellow is very greedy for money, let alone the former ancient Tianjiao, dare to fool with the deity, even the former ancient sage, the deity will put his blood in twos and threes to make up this billion sen coins."

In the words, there was finally a powerful man stepping out.

This time, it was not Da Luo, but Hunyuan, the second realm of Hunyuan Xianzun!