Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

On the edge of the Wuchao land, on the beach.

A monk sits cross-legged here, looking at the sea, the microwave rises, ripples lightly.

The majesty of the sky, lies in the distance, as in front of you.

Emperor Xunyang looked at the giant island in the distance, the unbridled Tianjiao blooming with coercion, frowned slightly.

More than two hundred Tianjiao, every Tianjiao, is like a half-holy, and what is more, can not die under the saint.

He passed by Qin Xuan, who was sitting quietly beside him, and Qin Hongyi, who was sitting beside Qin Xuan with his legs folded.

"For posterity, how do you plan to break this calamity?"

He murmured in his heart, he used his holy body to suppress the emperor bones, and his strength was not available. Once used, the emperor bones would be damaged, and the emperor of the Jinwu clan would have variables.

He reincarnated to return the Emperor Bone to take care of the Golden Crow Clan to make up for his past regrets, but if the Golden Crow Clan ceases to exist, then what is the point of sending him back to the Emperor Bone?

The corner of Xunyang's mouth was slightly raised, and he smiled slightly.

As if in the old days, in the desert, did he take or keep the flower that was a million miles away.

"Even if it is the emperor, there are times when it is difficult to make a decision. Last time I bet against the sky, but I want to win, and today I only want to lose!"

On the side, Qin Xuan was calm, cross-legged on the beach, quietly looking into the distance.

As if everything was not in his eyes, the two hundred Tianjiao never deserved him to be moved.

Suddenly, the golden crow screamed, and thousands of crows were like the sun, coming from the depths of the black nest.

More than two thousand Tianjiao soared in the sky, above Qin Xuan, suddenly stagnated.

At the head, Tian Lao Zhenyi, looking at the white clothes on the beach.

In the old days, Qin Xuan once said that it could be a disaster for the Jinwu clan.

Now, the robbery, but this human race, how to break it! ?

More than two hundred Tianjiao, he knows its fear well, is the Golden Crow clan, the clan is difficult to rival, let alone one person.

"Your Mightiness!"

The other golden crows had never fallen, the old man slowly transformed into a human form and fell beside Qin Xuan.

He stared at Qin Xuan and waited for Qin Xuan's words. He didn't trust Qin Xuan, but... he trusted Dimu.

That plant has survived from the beginning of the era to the present, and is regarded as the emperor wood higher than the heavenly way by the Jinwu clan.

Qin Xuan's gaze was indifferent, and he never looked back, and said in a hurry, "Go back, this disaster, I will break it!"

"It will break it!?" The old man was taken aback, looked at Qin Xuan, and smiled wryly, "Such a catastrophe, why do you have to bear it, this is my Golden Crow clan..."

Before his words fell, Qin Xuan interrupted him.

"Since I, Qin Changqing, agreed to Mi Yagai, I should practice it. In my eyes, there are more than two hundred living beings, but I am nothing more than ignorant ants!"

Qin Xuan looked at the giant island, "The years are long, and the ancient epochs are countless. Maybe there are some amazing and brilliant people who once lived in the era in which they were."

"There are also some who are born supreme, the blood of the emperor, the grace of the heaven and the earth, the awe of all beings, singing all the way."

His thin lips opened slightly, just as if Yu Tianlao, as far as Emperor Xunyang was concerned, as if talking to himself.

"But what about that? There are too many pre-Ancient Era, the emperor, the saint, do not know the geometry, in the end, it is just annihilation in the broken world, how much is hidden in the forbidden land, how strong can the living generation be? Underestimate, in those broken epochs, the true top existed, the body was buried in great calamity, the soul was in reincarnation, and the weak underneath remained.

His words stunned Tian Lao, and the Emperor Xunyang on the side could not help but move his brows slightly.

"Tianjiao?" Qin Xuan twitched the corner of his mouth, and a faint light flashed across his eyes.

...

On the giant island, Zhong Tianjiao looked at the two thousand golden crows.

Suddenly, Princess Liu Qing and the others gave a whisper, her eyes fell on the golden crow that was shaking wings in the air.

"Are you waiting? No!"

"Yes..." Princess Liu Qing's eyes moved slightly, reflecting on the world, beside the black nest, "He!?"

With a hint of surprise in his eyes, he noticed the dead monk sitting quietly on the beach with Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi.

"It's that human race!? He has also entered the Black Nest, and it seems that the old Golden Crow awes him? Interesting!"

"The people who fled in the past, dare to appear in front of me again now?"

"This person has some abilities. He disappeared out of thin air at the beginning. I'm afraid he knew the nine ways. Don't underestimate it!"

All Tianjiao spoke for it, with different expressions, some dignified, some sneered, and some dismissed it.

In this arrogance, there are two figures, their eyes trembling.

Luo Fuxian, Zhen Yuan, staring at the edge of the black nest, Qin Xuan sitting quietly, with surprises, worries and joy.

Fortunately, they saw Qin Xuan again and knew Qin Xuan's whereabouts.

To their surprise, they knew Qin Xuan, and they also understood what meaning Qin Xuan meant when he appeared here.

What's worrying is that in that white dress, how can you, how dare you, sit cross-legged on that side, and be the enemy of Tianjiao present! ?

"He's crazy!?" Zhen Yuan couldn't help but whispered, "Even if his power can be used to kill the saints, but my father said at the beginning that it was a secret method against the sky, and even the longevity was exhausted, and the body would be completely disintegrated , Ordinary people, never move a second time!"

"What's more, even if its strength can be used to kill the saint, is the strength of the arrogant present weaker than the saint?"

Luo Fuxian's complexion changed slightly, and his brows frowned.

She stared at Qin Xuan two hundred and thirty thousand miles apart.

"You, as always!"

Luo Fuxian suddenly smiled, as if thinking of Qin Xuan in the Long Desert, facing the ant colony alone, how incredible she was, and even thought that Qin Xuan was dead, but in the end, she was dumbfounded.

It occurred to her that in the Northern Territory, she had heard of Qin Xuan's confrontation with Saint, and she felt incredible. In the end, that person was killed and left.

"He will win!" Luo Fuxian only spit out three words, slowly speaking, making Zhen Yuan's eyes dull.

"Miss Luo, it doesn't matter if he is crazy alone, why are you crazy too?"

"No matter how strong he is, he has a limit. He is also a human being. In such a chaotic world, the arrogance of heaven and arrogance, every creature can hardly be unscrupulous!" Zhen Yuan smiled bitterly: "You and I travel through the fairy world, don't you know?"

Luo Fuxian smiled softly, "What if you know, so what if you don't? I only know that he will win."

There was a faint light in his eyes, staring at Qin Xuan, leaving a trace of trust in his eyes.

He will not be defeated, even if he is present, he is the arrogant talent of more than two hundred in the Eastern Region.

But even so, he Qin Changqing, since he has appeared here, he can win.

...

The edge of the black nest was not moved, he just looked at the huge island.

"If you have a little talent, you will be proud of yourself. After all, you are just ignorant!"

"Do you dare to brag about Tianjiao before the saint arrives and the emperor has not succeeded?"

Qin Xuan smiled softly, "In my eyes, Qin Changqing, only the emperor can be called the arrogant."

"Under the Great..."

"All ants!"

The white clothes suddenly rose, faintly moved.