Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

In the middle domain, that side is in the broken world.

Qin Xuan's eyes returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, he stepped back into the sacred car.

His gaze slowly fell on Jiang Bowen, and said lightly: "You and the other four, what can you think about?"

At this moment, the four of Jiang Bowen looked at Qin Xuan, their eyes were endlessly shocked, awed, and even more terrified.

It was terrifying, this battle was almost beyond their imagination!

But even so, the Qin Changqing in front of him still looked like he hadn't done his best.

With a slight change in his complexion, Jiang Bowen gave a wry smile, "Bofa, I really made a great man!"

"A dead man?"

Jiang Bowen took a deep breath. He gritted his teeth and said: "Okay! I will respond!"

"It's a big deal, I'm born with a mortal, a dead man is a dead man, if you can get Bofa, Jiang family, why not die!"

He probed his hand and directly held the bronze dragon face in his hand.

In just a moment, the bronze dragon face directly broke free of Jiang Bowen's hand and covered it.

Along with Jiang Bowen's body trembling, he immediately sat cross-legged as if he had gained something from the bronze dragon face.

On the side, Zhao Meng and Tong Qingge's complexion changed suddenly.

Zhao Meng was a little silent, she raised her head and looked at Qin Xuan, "What if you don't choose? Your Excellency, what will happen?"

Qin Xuan said indifferently: "With the order of your waiting, I am like the end of a small dust, unless it interferes with me, there will be no worries about life and death."

"Don't worry!"

Zhao Meng gritted her teeth slightly, she was struggling and hesitating.

"Hurry up, otherwise, Jiang Bofa and the four people should be there soon!" Qin Xuan said lightly: "Nineteen breath time, if you don't make a decision, I will let the three of you refuse!"

The sound fell, the three of them were struggling to the extreme.

They are all big family arrogances, how can they be willing to become the dead men of others.

However, seeing that Qin Xuan was so powerful and terrifying, they knew that if they could rely on Qin Xuan, they were afraid that they would get far beyond the background of the three of them.

At about the sixteenth breath, Tong Qingge suddenly took a step forward, "I promise!"

"In troubled times, I don't want to be the weak, just for burden!"

He seemed to remember the scene when Tong whispered before, his body trembling faintly, and he grabbed the bronze face.

Zhao Meng finally let out a light sigh, she didn't say anything any more, touching the bronze face.

The same was true for Ling Feixian. All four of them had made a decision at this moment.

Qin Xuan glanced at these four people lightly, and the sleeves tremble slightly, and then they put them into the sleeves.

Immediately, including the sacred car, at this moment, he was put away.

"Brother Changqing, is this?" Qin Hongyi asked from the side.

"Go to Zhendong Ancient City!"

Qin Xuan said lightly, "I have warned Cang Yunqing, since he is seeking his own death, then..."

Behind Qin Xuan, the Wings of Chaos unfolded suddenly, "As he wishes!"

The Wings of Chaos Territory shook, quaking Jiang Bowen's four breaths. At the same time, carrying Qin Hongyi, he rushed towards the ancient city of Zhendong.

About ten breaths away, from now on, four figures dragged their bodies and rushed to this scene.

The four Jiang Bofa looked at this shattered world, riddled with holes and devastated.

"Sure enough!" Jiang Bowen gritted his teeth.

"It looks like, he won!" Tong whispered silently, the holy gun in his hand trembled slightly.

The four of them fell into a dead silence.

Since the endless anger and resentment broke out, the four of them have almost calmed down a little.

"The four of us were saved by him again!"

Sheng Ling Fei clenched his fists, "But, Xian'er... I will never forgive him!"

"Although its strength is terrible, but one day, I will surpass it!"

"You guys, go back to the ancient city of Zhendong?" Zhao Huan suddenly said, causing the eyes of the other three people to slightly shake.

"Back to the ancient city of Zhendong? Wuyue Imperial Garden, there are still more than ten years before it opens, I will not go back!"

"What's more... If anyone knows, Brother has fallen..."

Jiang Bowen looked at this shattered world, his voice was extremely cold at this moment, "Of course, it was his Qin Changqing's layout, but the former creatures were the ones who held the sword."

"They don't die, I, Jiang Bowen, why have a face to return to the city!"

"I'm waiting for the four people, so let's go away, Diyuan Lei Dabi, during the battle between cities, goodbye!"

Immediately, Jiang Bowen was already on his feet, dragging his body and rising into the air.

The three Tong Qingyu looked at Jiang Bowen's back, and everyone turned around.

His back is no longer as relaxed as before in the city, and his shoulders are like an endless load.

Regret, anger, resentment...

Immediately, Changhong swept the sky, and the four of them completely disappeared in this place.

...

In the ancient city of Zhendong, Cang Yunqing slowly walked out of the house where she was.

He furrowed his brows and seemed to feel a kind of anxiety. This kind of anxiety, as time withdrew, heavier and heavier, made him feel restless.

"Is it because of Qin Changqing? Or because..." Cang Yunqing lowered her head and looked at her hands, "I am afraid?"

His hands shook, and he suddenly made a fist.

"When the Thirteen Saint Guards act, even the saint will fall. How can he survive, Qin Changqing!"

"Fear, I have never fought against Qin Changqing, why are you afraid!?"

Cang Yunqing's eyes condensed slightly, and he took a deep breath, as if feeling uneasy in his heart.

"Fine!"

He stepped, walked out of the house he was in, and walked towards the city.

Cang Yunqing didn't seem to have any purpose, people coming and going, all around, eyes full of envy and awe, gathered on him, it seemed to make him feel much better.

Before she knew it, Cang Yunqing went to Diyuan Ring.

At this moment, people gathered around the Imperial Court Arena, and there were two people fighting in the Imperial Court Arena.

One of them was Su Yuan who was dropped by Qin Xuan.

Another person, named Han Qi, was the son of a saint in the ancient city of Zhendong. He was ranked thirteenth in this city list.

The two were fighting against each other. Na Han Qi was certainly not weak, but in the end, Su Yuan paid the price of severe damage and was defeated by Na Diyuan.

Cang Yun looked at it and shook his head slightly. Although the strength of these two people is not weak, they are still far from him.

"Then Qin Changqing defeated Su Yuan instantaneously, but his strength can't be compared to the saint!"

Cang Yunqing laughed at herself, "It's too unreasonable to worry about the world. How can he be alive when the Thirteen Saints are here?"

"It's a pity that Jiang Bofa has four people, and I have warned them!"

"I didn't want to kill people, but I have to try my neck!"

In Diyuan Lei, the square curtain slowly fell, revealing the figures of Su Yuan and Han Qi.

Cang Yunqing also wanted to turn around and return. The moment he turned around, his expression suddenly became stiff, and his eyes trembled faintly, looking at the two people who were not far in front of him, no more than ten feet away.

One person, Qingwu in red, with a slight pity on his expression.

One person, wins Xuexue in white, stands with one hand.

"Qin Changqing!?"