Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Little Jiner, Qin Hongyi was shaken back in this city.

In the next moment, they only saw the void twisted, and two figures jumped 10,000 feet.

The white beard is suffering from the body, with a mighty holy power, like a thunder, condensed around his body, like a thunderstorm.

And around Qin Xuan's body, strands of pale gray immortal power lingered, and the surrounding space seemed to be imprisoned.

The two palms shook each other, and with just one palm, the sky of thousands of li completely collapsed.

"what happened!?"

"The saint is on the sky, heaven... collapse!?"

"It's a sage, the sage is fighting, the white sage, someone is fighting the white sage!"

Sounds of shock sounded under the collapse of the sky that day, and all beings in the huge city were shocked to the extreme.

As the number one saint of the Eastern Region, Bai Sheng, someone is actually doing it with Bai Sheng! ?

In the dark void, even if it is endless darkness, without the slightest light, you can still see the proud posture of the two people.

The voice of the white beard is like the sound of the sky and the earth, slowly speaking, "Can block the palm of the saint, under the saint, you are invincible!"

Baixucang proudly held one hand behind him, and fought against Qin Xuan's palm with the other.

There is the thunder of the holy way, shaking with the power of immortality, the power of immortality is constantly annihilating, but it is constantly rebirth, so repeated, never extinct.

Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, "The saint is reincarnated, but he has a little skill!"

This palm seems to be ordinary, but it is a holy law, condensed in a palm with the thunder of the holy way, ordinary Tianjiao would never take it easily, but Bai Xicang is so relaxed that he has already used it.

Bai Xicang smiled indifferently, and his eyes looked down on Qin Xuan as if in the void.

The next moment, his palm suddenly shook, and in the palm of his palm, a dragon was born in his palm, a six thunder dragon with eight wings, from under that palm, appeared in the world.

Holy Dharma, palm thunder!

Transform the dragon with the holy way of thunder, and transform the image of the ancient gods and beasts, across the world.

In an instant, Qin Xuan was shaken back, and his body was shaken off for a full 30,000 miles.

The sky was also torn by nearly 30,000 miles that day.

Wherever the white clothes passed, the space was shattered, and Qin Hongyi's complexion changed suddenly in this scene.

Jin'er couldn't help being silent, "This is the power of a saint!"

"This is the saint!"

With Qin Xuan's power, he could kill Half-Holy instantly, but under the palm of the white beard, he was shaken back for tens of thousands of miles, and even the space behind him was unbearable.

However, they didn't worry about it, staring at Qin Xuan's white robe without any damage.

With this strength, how can it win the Qing Emperor! ?

In the palm of Qin Xuan's palm, strands of immortal power were like ripples, like a cliff, the six huge eight-winged thunder dragons, under this palm, were always difficult to reach.

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, "Holy Law!?"

His eyes were leisurely, even though he was shaken back, there was still no fear at all, and suddenly, his palms slowly eased his fist.

The ripples dissipated, Qin Xuan stepped on his feet, and the white robe faintly rose.

In an instant, his fist shook Weishan like a grain of rice and crashed onto the holy law.

A punch blasted down on one of the thunder dragons, and in an instant, its head turned into a sky full of thunder, covering Qin Xuan's posture.

If you look through the terrifying thunder light, you can see that Qin Xuan's white robe is like a broken bamboo. From this thunder dragon, a punch smashes the holy road thunder yuan and runs through its tail.

Holy Dharma is divided into two!

Behind him, the Thunder Dragon burst into pieces, the torn sky, at this moment, was shattered again, and the space was like paper after Lei Mang passed.

Qin Xuan slowly closed his hands and stood with his hands behind him, quietly looking at the white beard.

"It deserves to be the existence of Da Luo Sage Sage, he has not used any secret method, even if he only has the second realm of Hunyuan, he can break the method of this sage!"

Bai Xicang laughed loudly, and his laughter oscillated in the void, reaching Qin Xuan's ears.

Qin Xuan's gaze was leisurely, "You can speak more than one point, even if you have never entered the first stage of the holy, it should be more than that!"

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, as if mad, "Hope, with your strength, don't let me down!"

"Hahaha, good!"

The white-beard-cang laughter became louder and louder, like the sound of thunder, reaching the ears of all beings in the world.

Qin Xuan suffered from the immortal strength, and the blue lines slowly rose.

Eternal Eucharist!

"Immortal vein!?" Baixuecang's eyes condensed slightly, the next moment, his body was like thunder, and in a flash, he appeared on Qin Xuan's head.

Its palm is held high, like a knife hanging from its head, and the power of the surrounding void faintly penetrates into that palm.

The thunder as fierce as white, at this moment, it seems that yin and yang meet, strands of white, and black thunder are condensed in one palm.

Holy law, punish the world!

His palm fell slowly, and in an instant, that black and white thunder split the void into two.

Under the earth, the thunder fell, and the whole earth was torn apart for tens of thousands of miles.

Even the giant city where it was before was divided into two under the aftermath of this palm.

However, Qin Xuan never took a hundred steps back under this palm.

His hands are condensed, and behind him, the longevity wood rises, and thousands of branches are intertwined, like a shield of peerlessness.

A palm of thunder can break the world, but it is difficult to break this branch.

Inheritance of the Qing Emperor, the Immortal Wood!

Behind Qin Xuan, Chaos World Wing suddenly appeared.

"It's me too!"

Faint words, calm as water, sounded in this void.

Soon, Kinoshita's white robe disappeared.

Bai Xicang's pupils shook slightly, "The power of time and space? Nine ways!?"

In an instant, his body suffered, strands of thunder intertwined like silk threads.

Even though the time and space are terrible, the nine realms are the highest, but if you can't be physically present, you can hurt him.

"The realm of years is ridiculous, with the power of your ants, you can trap this saint for a few moments!"

boom!

At the moment when the realm of years came, Baixuecang had already reflected, and with a loud shout, the realm of years had collapsed.

Bang bang bang...

A thread of thunder had already been cut and annihilated, and Bai Xiucang looked at Qin Xuan with a smile on his face.

Immediately, one of its palms has been blasted out.

Haohai Thunder, like the Great Seal of Hua, rises from the palm of the white beard.

In an instant, this seal was like a world away, suppressing Qin Xuan's white clothes.

As the Thunder Seal approached, Qin Xuan's chaos wing shook slightly behind him, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

Baixuecang immediately noticed, and immediately, the thunder sage lingering around him, under the sage, breaking like a mayfly shaking a tree.

"Qin Changqing, if you rely on this strength, there will be negative words!"

He laughed, a pair of sacred eyes flashed with faint thunder, looking for Qin Xuan's figure.

"Kyugen!?"

With a faint voice, Bai Xiucang suddenly raised his head, only to see Qin Xuan, he no longer knew when he was a hundred feet high above his head.

Qin Xuan's troubled Boundary Wing was not meant to be close.

Qin Xuan had a pair of pupils at the bottom of his eyes, staring at Baixuan.

The six major imprints of his body come out of his body, gather on this palm, and condense into Yang.

Six ways to transform the sun, the emperor's anger and Yuanyang!