Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

In Los Angeles, Zhen Qianzhou seemed to have seen it.

He put away the chessboard and looked at Luo Qinglan.

When refining this chessboard, he had personally tried it, even when he was in the first stage of Hunyuan, he was only equal to the nine puppets.

You know, Qinglan has just turned three times! Still just broke!

Zhen Qianzhou couldn't help saying: "It's worthy of being..."

Suddenly, a sharp look came, causing Zhen Qianzhou to stop suddenly.

Luo Fuxian glared at Zhen Qianzhou. She knelt down and gently wiped the dust off Luo Qinglan's face.

This is the dust of Puppet Annihilation, stained on Luo Qinglan's face.

"Lan'er is not angry, let your uncle refining it again." Luo Fuxian smiled, "When you practice hard and have the power of a sage, personally beat your uncle and treat it as a relief!"

These words made Zhen Qianzhou show a crying expression, even if Qinglan is his niece, she wouldn't betray her brother like this, right?

Luo Qinglan nodded heavily, making Zhen Qianzhou's heart cold.

If this continues, it will not be long before he is really going to be beaten by Luo Qinglan.

"Even if Lan'er Tianzong Wizard can cultivate to the power comparable to a saint, it will take a thousand years, no, 800 years...500 years!?"

Zhen Qianzhou's face became more ugly, and immediately, he stepped away.

If Luo Qinglan was really beaten on the ground, where would he look like a dignified saint! ?

Retreat!

Retreat!

If you don't become a half emperor, you will never leave the gate, the catastrophe is approaching, and you must break through the half emperor!

...

When Zhen Qianzhou left, Luo Qinglan laughed out loud.

"Uncle is so afraid of Lan'er!" There was a trace of pride in her eyes.

Luo Fuxian shook his head slightly, "Your uncle is just an older child!"

Luo Qinglan nodded earnestly, causing Luo Fuxian to laugh, and lightly nodded Luo Qinglan's forehead, "I am a little ghost!"

Luo Qinglan didn't care. She turned to look at Luo Fuxian, her eyes faintly radiant.

"Mother, Lan'er should be very strong now!?"

Luo Fuxian was startled, her expression changed slightly, and after a few breaths, she said, "It's very strong!"

Although it is the third round of the big Luo, but can beat Hunyuan, how dare anyone call it not strong! ?

"Can Lan'er know who his father is? Who is Qin Xuan?" Luo Qinglan looked at Luo Fuxian expectantly.

Luo Fuxian was silent, her eyes looked at Luo Qinglan.

She gently hugged Luo Qinglan in her arms, "Lan'er, do you want to know who your father is?"

Luo Qinglan nodded heavily, and she narrowed her mouth and said: "They all said that I was a child without a father. Some people called Lan'er, called Lan'er..."

She never said the words behind her, but Luo Fuxian probably knew it.

Her eyes were slightly cold, but she felt guilty.

This is what she brought to Luo Qinglan and should be blamed. What is the other person? It was her mother.

Luo Fuxian hugged Lan'er, and she smiled slightly, "But Lan'er is not strong enough. One day, when Lan'er is strong enough, my mother will tell Lan'er who his father is..."

She paused slightly and said with a strong smile: "Who is Qin Xuan!"

Luo Qinglan felt aggrieved and said, "Mother is lying, mother is not going to tell Lan'er, right!?"

Her eyes were red, and her eyes were full of mist.

Luo Fuxian hurriedly said: "How can my mother lie to Lan'er? My mother will definitely tell Lan'er!"

She soothed, and if there was a mess in her heart, she should not show it.

She could only say, "One day, Lan'er will see her father, but when she sees his father, Lan'er must become stronger!"

"Is my father strong?" Luo Qinglan gradually calmed down and asked in a low voice, "Is he stronger than his mother? Stronger than his uncle and Luozu!?"

These words silenced Luo Fuxian, she raised her head slightly, looking at the vast sky above Luocheng.

"Yes, Lan'er's father is very strong, stronger than Luozu and Lan'er's uncle!"

"Lan'er's father is one of the most powerful creatures in this world, and the most dazzling existence in this world!"

Luo Qinglan heard that the mist in her eyes disappeared, but instead she was full of surprise, curiosity, and expectation.

"Father is so powerful!?" She was surprised, and followed Luo Fuxian's gaze towards the sky, "It is stronger than the sun in the sky, is it dazzling?"

Luo Fuxian smiled, but in this smile, he did not know how complicated, helpless, and sad, "Yes, Lan'er's father is stronger and dazzling than Yaoyang in the sky."

"So, Lan'er has to practice hard. When you meet your father one day, your father will like Lan'er!"

Luo Qinglan stared at the sky purely, watching the big sun on the sky.

She nodded firmly, "Lan'er must practice hard!"

Her voice suddenly lowered, "Go to see father!"

father!

Everyone is there, but she has never seen it.

...

At this moment, in the middle of a mountain forest, surrounded by towering peaks, some of the peaks and peaks seem to be broken, as if they were blasted into nothingness, leaving a section of the bottom of the mountain without seeing the mountains.

And in this mountain forest, a palace stands quietly, and there are many ancient creatures standing in the courtyard around this palace.

But at this moment, the faces of many former ancient creatures are full of shock.

The figure whose eyes fell on the sky was a young man, carrying a sword box on his back, standing in the sky.

"Emperor Liangsheng!"

In the imperial palace, there was a faint voice slowly rising.

A woman walked out of the palace, and the woman stared at the sky with white pupils.

The Empress Baitong had solemn eyes and slowly said, "You want to avenge your master!?"

Xu Ning stood on the sky, and the next moment, behind the sword box, an emperor sword started.

This sword, like a water-cast sword, can see the sky, the sun and the moon through this sword, as if invisible.

"Ou Xuan Tianchen has not defeated the emperor with a sword, and has already cultivated the emperor's body!"

Xu Ning spoke slowly, looking at Emperor Baitong, holding a sword and politely said: "Two lives still have another sword..."

He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the Empress Baitong.

"Please rebuild the emperor's body!"

At the sound of the sound, the sword in Xu Ning's hand came out.

There is only one sword, falling from the sky above the sky, cutting down into the world.

The Empress Baitong's eyes shook, she put her hands on her, and Dili stretched out, her fists like breaking the sky, stepping on the imperial palace.

boom!

In the next moment, the fairyland, the mountains, and the forest are divided into two.

A sword's edge of 30 million li appeared in the world, Xu Ning held a sword and looked at the shattered imperial palace, including a strand of hair floating among the broken walls.

The sentient beings were terrified, Xu Ning only glanced at the Broken Imperial Palace, the sword case opened behind it, and a sword sank into it.

He turned around to leave, and at this moment, Xu Ning's eyes stopped.

He suddenly raised his head and looked up to the sky.

I saw a figure standing majestically in the sky.

Xu Ning's expression suddenly became sluggish at this moment.

He looked at that figure, and there was a touch of ecstasy on the face of the Empress Zhanbaitong who had never changed at all.

Below, the unbelievable gazes of the ancient creatures.

With a single sword, the Emperor Liangsheng, who had just been surrendered to them, knelt down on his knees in the air and worshipped the white clothes that day.

"The disciples have two lives!"

"Meet Master!"

Left in vain, shock the world.