Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

All living beings are looking at the distance, looking at the silver armor of the great emperor, even if they are buried, they are proud of all directions.

Some sages' eyes moved slightly, including Tong Yuxian.

The great emperor Yaotian has a very good life and a natural vision. He was born with a Hunyuan Dao lotus, which was led by the Hunyuan Emperor Yue's line and entered the Hunyuan Emperor Yue to practice.

Enter Wonderland at the age of five!

Become a court at the age of seven!

Seventeen-year-old Ronaldo turned!

At the age of sixty-three, he has to enter the Hunyuan.

Seven hundred and sixty-eight years old, Chengtian Dao became holy, named Yaotian saint, swept across ten directions in the middle area with one stick.

Thirteen thousand and seven hundred and fifty-two years old, Emperor Yue Hunyuan lotus blossomed, and he became the emperor by himself. He is the third emperor of Hunyuan lineage, and he is proud of all directions.

In his life of 970,000 years, the Emperor Yaotian has been on the top of this fairyland, watching the changes in the fairy world.

He also went from the third emperor in the Hunyuan line to the first emperor, and was surpassed by the latter to become the second emperor.

Today, he is buried in the tomb of the emperor alone, the ancient emperor before the war alone, and the ancient emperor before his death. He is buried in the tomb of the emperor in the northern area of ​​the forbidden area.

With a stick in the air, the emperor soldiers rise from the buried tomb, break the sky and nine sacred passes, transforming into ninety thousand zhang Tianzhu, standing majestically.

I read a thread, sitting and watching the fairyland.

The sentient beings looked at, and the figure sat quietly.

Who still remembers that that silver armor was once powerful in all directions.

Has anyone ever seen that this imperial soldier swept across the ten directions of the immortal world with one stick.

Who saw it with his own eyes, that rickety body, buried alone in the emperor's tomb, alone fighting the ancient emperor before.

Who knows that there is an old man who goes against his instincts, against his nature, and tends to avoid gains.

On the 90,000 zhang Tianzhu, a ray of emperor thoughts from the sky, quietly looking at the immortal world.

He seemed to see that he was young and arrogant, and he was up to Hunyuan Emperor Yue, laughing wildly and drinking fairy brew, singing and singing in all directions.

Scene after scene of the past, like clouds and mist.

The scrolls of pictures seem to have gone with the First World War, making dust and smoke.

"It's a pity, this emperor can't see the day of the catastrophe!"

With a long sigh, a long sigh sounded from the 90,000 zhang Tianzhu.

He looked at the Immortal Realm, as if looking through the Northern Territory, through the Jue Xian Mountain Range, and through the Middle Territory, overlooking the beings in the Immortal World.

"Hundreds of flowers bloom in the flourishing age, and the heroes come out in troubled times!"

"For the rest of my life, I will wait for you!"

The faint voice, like the sound of heaven, was more like the last sigh of an old man, and fell into the ears of sentient beings in the Northern Territory.

"But, please bear in mind, even if it is born in the past, even if the catastrophe is imminent!"

"so what?"

"The fragmentation of the previous ancient era does not mean that this era will come to an end!"

"Former ancient Tianjiao, it does not mean that our world Tianjiao should be weaker than others!"

The voice of the distant sky, the voice faintly becomes loud, more like admonishing, staying in the fairy world, looking forward to the younger generation.

"The father trains the son, the emperor trains the world!"

"The distant sky will fall, the emperor's soldier will still exist, and it will be old. With this fate, the ancient emperor before the burial, keep this emperor's soldier, the commandment is in this world!"

"Under my feet, it is me waiting for my homeland, heaven and earth, waiting for my hometown, how can others trample on it!"

"How can my life be weaker than the past, my generation, how can I be weaker than others!"

The sound of Emperor Longlong, Ruuo swept into the ears of the sentient beings in the northern region.

In the edge of the buried emperor's mausoleum, a saint, not to mention the holy blood boiling slightly.

They looked at the figure above the ninety-thousand-thousand-square-foot sky pillar, and looked at the silver armor figure that was still proud of the sky, even if it was fallen.

In the middle domain, Hunyuan is the emperor Yaotian, leaving the emperor's soldiers at Tianjiu Sacred Pass.

A rod of 90,000 feet of Tianzhu training the world, our world is not weaker than the past, my generation is not weaker than others!

How arrogant!

In the depths of the buried emperor's mausoleum, a figure was broken, fighting a terrifying creature.

With Di Yin's ears, Xuan Yuan turned his head slightly, as if looking through the vast forbidden area of ​​hundreds of billions of miles, he saw the Yaotian sitting on the ninety-thousand-square-foot Tianzhu.

"Yaotian, the emperor's soldiers are training the world, you xiaoyao emperor stick, don't call it the training stick."

"Wait a moment, on the path of rebirth, the emperor will stand by your side!"

A roar sounded, and he looked at the creature that was a million feet in front of him, broke several chains of heaven and god, and roared again and again.

In his eyes, a vast emperor appeared, and the next moment, he rushed to kill the great emperor creature.

Leaving the killing intent for nothing, like splitting the world.

kill!

...

When Tianjiu Sheng closed, Tong Yuxian looked up at the 90,000-zhang Tianzhu, her thin lips slightly raised.

Immediately, she peeked into her palm, and a guqin fell in her palm.

The strings are condensed by the power of heaven, and the body is taken from the emperor's soul bones in the seven forbidden areas.

Once entered the cycle of reincarnation for nine thousand years of refining, once entered the Tiandaotai platform for nine thousand years, and once wandered for nine thousand years in the world.

Emperor soldiers, look at the ancient Emperor Qin.

The Emperor Qin appeared, Ye Tongyu sat down, and stroked his fingers.

A ray of piano sounds, like moving the sky and the earth, stirred the **** sky.

The sound of the piano is without sorrow, it is crisp and clear, like the roar of a waterfall, and vaguely enters the thousands of horses.

It seemed like an endless collision of weapons, clashing in this world.

The sound of the piano is like the words of the heavens.

Attracted the attention of the group of saints, and attracted the attention of the many immortals.

Only the former ancient creature, at this moment, his face is hard to see the extreme.

The emperor's training was enough to make them panic and even make them feel regret.

This era is simply too terrifying. Any fallen emperor will also have to seal the forbidden land so that their ancestors cannot be born.

The emperor used death to inspire all beings, and the emperor used his soldiers to train the world.

At this moment, an exclamation sounded.

"Who is that? What is he going to do?"

In the eyes of everyone, there was a person in white clothes with shaking wings under the sky pillar.

Immediately, the big wings vibrated, like a Tianhuang, skyrocketing to ninety thousand feet.

At some point, Qin Xuan had already destroyed the bloodlines of the three great emperors, the invincible creatures of the past.

He carried these three holy soldiers, a half-emperor soldier, and in his right hand, there were a total of sixteen heads.

The hair is tied to the hair, and the first to the first.

Bai Yi raised his head and climbed above the 90,000 zhang emperor soldiers.

He quietly landed on the emperor soldier, looking at the distant sky.

As if he was buried in the emperor's mausoleum in the past, the old man saw him looking for him.

Yaotian's gaze slowly moved and fell on Qin Xuan.

He smiled, but said nothing.

Qin Xuan's thin lips raised slightly, as if smiling.

He looked at this distant sky, his body was collapsed by the emperor, and the world was crying.

"How sad?"

Qin Xuan spoke, his gray hair, white clothes stained with golden blood, looked at the last ray of remnant thought of Emperor Yaotian.

"The world you expect, the prosperous world after the catastrophe, the day when a hundred flowers bloom, will one day be before this emperor soldier, or in the eyes of the younger generation holding this emperor soldier."

"Go with peace of mind, I will bear what you have on your back."

Qin Xuan suddenly shook the sixteen heads in his hand and hung high on the 90,000-zhang Tianzhu.

The sixteen heads are all invincible in the past, and all are the blood of the great emperor.

"With these sixteen poems, sacrifice to this stick!"

"Respectfully……"

Qin Xuan slowly turned around and looked at the sentient beings in the Nine Heavens Pass, all the ancient and current creatures, their voices were flat, but they seemed to contain monstrous power.

"In the current world, the Central Territory Hunyuan is one line, the emperor is far away!"

Faint words sounded, and in an instant, the ancient creatures in the entire Tianjiu Sacred Pass were all sluggish.

An anger breeds in their chests.

"So courageous!"

The sound of anger, the ancients were angry, looking at the white clothes.

Qin Xuan greeted the anger of the millions of former Gu Tianjiao, among them the former ancient creatures in the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth levels of Hunyuan, who did not know the geometry.

But he smiled softly, as if before the past.

"Yaotian, I don't have much thoughts, take a good look at this fairy world!"

"In the future, there will be more victories than the prosperous times you have seen!"

Qin Xuancang was frantic, and the great emperor far away quietly looked towards the vast world in the distance.

In Tianjiu Sacred Pass, the sound of the emperor piano stops, and the ten fingers are flat.

Tong Yuxian murmured softly, "The world still has a stick for training, and there is no training for the world in the world!"

"What sorrow is there, this immortal world is as you wish, and it's never too late!"

Taichu Emperor Calendar, November 8, 774.

In the northern part of the fairy world, the emperor was buried in heaven.

Tianjiu Shengguan, the emperor trained the world.

The emperor Ye Tongyu plays the piano, and Qin Changqing in white carries the head,

To sacrifice to the emperor!