Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Little brilliance is like fireflies, condensed in the outline of one side.

After a brief light, an old man appeared in front of Qin Xuan.

This person is very old, but has no arms and no feet. He has that golden long dress, falling to the ground.

His face, long eyebrows and long beards, and a pair of eyes, seem to have gone through endless years of reincarnation in this world.

The old man looked at Qin Xuan quietly, "Through the sky!"

He looked at Qin Xuan quietly, his eyes seemed to see everything through.

Heavenly urn!

At the beginning of this era, the great emperor of heaven, Xu Family Supreme, created one of the talisman, representing the order of heaven and the words of heaven.

It's just a talisman, nothing mysterious.

But there are few people in this world who know the existence of this Tongtian Urn.

Wuchao Emperor Mumoto didn't want to pay attention, but he had to pay attention.

What's more, it's even rarer for the human race in front of him to call his name directly.

Even the saints of the Jinwu clan today have never known their names, and there is no record in the world.

Tian Lao, his body was trembling faintly at this moment, looking at the old man transformed by the emperor wood, as if he was stupid.

Wuchao Emperor Wood Spirit, even if it was him, has never seen a face in his life so far.

It is almost a great honour to have the sound transmission.

Now, Qin Changqing of the Northern Territory can awaken the Wuchao Emperor Wood, and even make the Wuchao Emperor Wood appear?

"How is this possible?"

There are almost endless waves in Tianlao's heart, making him unquenchable.

Qin Xuan faintly looked at the Wuchao Emperor Wood, and said slowly: "It seems that opening the Xianyang Hall will really make you consume a lot!"

Wuchao Dimu looked indifferently, "Come here, what did you call me to wake up? Where do you know the three words Miyahe?"

Mi Yagai is an ancient language from the beginning of this era. When translated into the present world, it should mean light.

These three characters are also the name of Wuchao Emperor Wood.

It hasn't heard these three words for too long, and since the dark turmoil, it has been groggy and wandering in these years.

It is different from Qidi Guitong. It is a congenital seed born from the chaos at the beginning of this era. It is one of the nine sacred trees. It is the same grade as the 33 congenital immortal lotus, and it is still victorious.

Someone broke through the chaos, brought it back from the chaos to the fairyland, planted it in the East China Sea, and transformed it into an emperor wood for a long time.

Its spirit, after 36 billion years, is immortal, just a little chaotic.

Most of the Wuchao Emperor Woods are asleep, like the creatures that are forbidden in the forbidden area, they will rarely be born.

For it, a dream may be billions of years.

"Where did you get it, and how important is it?"

Qin Xuan said indifferently that he had the help of this emperor tree in his previous life, and the name was also personally told by this emperor tree.

Part of his previous imperial soldiers, the Qingdi sword, came from this Wuchao Emperor Wood.

"I'm here to exchange a deal with you, the Golden Crow clan, the destruction is imminent, take three drops of Dimu Shengyuan, I am the Golden Crow clan, and quell this calamity!" Qin Xuan looked calmly, "You have exhausted a lot of energy. Opening the Xianyang Hall, if the Golden Crow clan is destroyed, it will be meaningless!"

With such words, Wuchao Dimu was unmoved, but he was old. At this moment, his expression suddenly changed.

"What did you say?" Tian Lao lost his voice, and the Jin Crow clan was about to be destroyed?

Qin Xuan ignored the old man, his eyes were only on the Wuchao Emperor Wood.

"Since I have woken up, the Golden Crow clan is fine, please go back!" Wuchao Dimu said without rush.

"The Great Tribulation, there are still less than six hundred years, if you move, the opening of the Xianyang Hall will be delayed until three hundred years later!"

"Three hundred years later, the catastrophe is imminent, everything is late!"

Qin Xuan's gaze was calm, "Three Di Di Mu Shengyuan, the Golden Crow clan, the emperor is uncertain, but at least one saint will appear."

Wuchao Emperor Wood's eyes moved slowly, and suddenly, a leaf of Emperor Wood slowly fell.

This leaf is like a giant elephant, falling down like a blanket.

The old man slowly sat cross-legged on the leaf of the emperor wood, and Qin Xuan Wangzhi also took his seat.

Qin Hongyi didn't care, she was still playing with the young Golden Crow, she was old, and she didn't even dare to sit down.

"You shouldn't be right in this world!"

"Xu Wushang, you have already broken your way of heaven. It seems that you have already exchanged something with him!"

Wuchao Dimu spoke slowly, and his voice was trapped in one side, only in the ears of Qin Xuan and him, and even the will of heaven and earth in this side could not be heard.

"If I don't give you three drops of Dimu Shengyuan, you should also save the Golden Crow clan!"

"Three drops of Dimu Shengyuan, I have to condense for at least 30 million more years before they can accumulate!"

"With your background, you can only enter the second realm of Hunyuan."

Wuchao Dimu spoke, and his voice was shocking.

It seemed to see some mist on Qin Xuan's body, and also knew the unfathomable behind Qin Xuan, and it was afraid that even it could not be fully known.

"Yeah!" Qin Xuan nodded faintly, "Save the Golden Crow clan because there is a cause and effect, I think I will save it!"

"However, three drops of Dimu Shengyuan, the breakthrough is a second time, you should be able to feel that my longevity is almost dried up!"

"Everything in the world will gain and lose, and the strongest will not have to face a choice."

Qin Xuan also spoke out in a hurry, "Miyahe, you should choose!"

"The catastrophe is approaching, Xu Wushang will not trust me wholeheartedly, and she will not trust anyone. It is heaven, although it is the supreme, but it is also a puppet!"

"Heaven's incarnation Ye Tongyu, I think you should have seen it before, otherwise, you won't open the Xianyang Hall!"

"These two people originally took you from the chaos to this point, and ordered you with the light. Except for these two people, few people in this world will let you make such rash actions."

Wuchao Dimu was slightly silent, and it took a long time for it to slowly raise its head.

"Heaven, supreme, each has a plan!"

"But you have nothing to do with me."

Qin Xuan smiled, "There will be!"

"I am the only one to break the robbery, not arrogance, but what I, Qin Changqing, can do. Xu Wushang can't do it. It's difficult for the heavens!"

"One is trapped in the way of heaven, the other is trapped in one's own self, only me, free from the shackles of the way of heaven, and without the heart of square inches."

"Three Di Di Mu Sheng Yuan is only part of it. In the future, I will forge a sword for the Great Tribulation. I still need a part of your roots."

Mi Yahe frowned slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with Qin Xuan's words and confidence.

Qin Xuan smiled and said nothing, he quietly looked at Mi Yahe.

"The catastrophe, what if you can't break it? I, the big deal will return to the chaos, waiting for the next era to come out again." Wuchao Dimu seemed to be asking, but it didn't seem like it.

"Then you should be able to see my bones. Above these sentient beings, someone will make up for you!"

"However, this is unlikely. If I can't even break the catastrophe, then..."

Qin Xuan smiled softly, "What else?"

Next, there was silence for about an hour, Wuchao Dimu never spoke, and Qin Xuan was not impatient.

Until, Wuchao Dimu slowly raised his head and glanced at Qin Xuan again.

Immediately, I saw the leaf of the imperial tree under Qin Xuan's body, slowly dissipating, turning into three drops of red golden liquid suspended in front of Qin Xuan.

"Those who came from the past, still hope, don't lose their heart!"

The Wuchao Emperor Wood figure slowly dissipated, leaving behind a voice of stern.

Qin Xuan looked at the three drops of Emperor Mu Shengyuan, and at the moment Ye Luo, he knew Wuchao Emperor Mu's choice.

As for the other words, I just wanted to tell.

Qin Xuan put away the three drops of Emperor Mu Shengyuan and smiled softly.

"My friend, your Miyahe will not be buried in the catastrophe, I promised you!"

"In my life, Qin Changqing, I will practice what I say!"