Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

In the wasteland world, Qin Xuan faintly looked at the crack.

All four battles have been won, but the heart is like stopping water.

There has never been pride or contempt.

Wang Tu, after all, surpassed the eight gods, the kingdom of the kingdom, and even the immortal world was too weak.

In the same territory, he can kill a hundred people with one sword, but that doesn't mean that he is the limit of this realm.

In Qin Xuan's eyes, a faint sound of the piano sounded slowly. From the crack, a man sat cross-legged quietly, stroking the piano on his lap.

Those eyes had never looked at Qin Xuan, nor at this piece of world.

He was plucking the strings, not seeing the power of God, nor the rules of the Great Dao, until the crack slowly healed.

Qin Xuan looked at this person, and finally there was a change in the black pupil.

From this person's body, he can't notice the slightest breath, as if this person is integrated with the whole world, regardless of each other.

The string on the piano is like ice silk, with a fierce king pattern on the body.

Suddenly, the young man raised his eyes slightly, a pair of silver pupils, pure and flawless, revealing a touch of indifference and arrogance.

It seems that everything in this world is like dust, not entering its eyes or staining its pupils.

"Barbarian, don't let Wang Tu be ashamed!" the young man said, "You may not know me, but you are destined to be no match for me!"

"Give up, you can keep a face, and protect your heart and soul."

The youth's words are cold, without the slightest smoke and dust, just like the gods above the nine heavens, high above the sky, overlooking all beings.

There was no ridicule, no ridicule, just like that high above, sitting and watching the red dust billowing, an inch of mind is like still water, not moving.

Qin Xuan glanced at the young man faintly, "If you give up before a fight, will you?"

The young man looked calm, "No!"

"Then why do you recognize it, I will?" Qin Xuan held his hand, his eyes leisurely.

"It's foolish to take your own shame!" the young man responded, "then fight!"

He crossed his knees into the air, with his hands on the piano, retracted his eyes, and never looked at Qin Xuan again.

It seemed that Qin Xuan's body was not worth his repeated gaze, even an inch of the strings in his hand would far outweigh the white body.

However, among the ten layers of Luo Tian, ​​many giants, at this moment, are in disguise.

There were giants who slapped the table and asked who they were competing against, but when they saw this figure, their complexion changed greatly.

"It's him!" In the first session, the old man with extraordinary status also had a little dignity in his eyes.

On the side, many giants were equally shocked.

"He was born a hundred years ago, right?"

A giant spoke, exclaiming.

"A total of three births, ten layers of Luo Tian in vertical and horizontal directions, supreme disciples, invincible Dao Mahayana!" Another giant said, full of shock.

The ten layers of Luotian, each layer of Luotian, are separated by heaven and earth, but at this moment, in this battle for fame, there is one person who agrees with the giants of these ten layers of Luotian.

"Supreme last disciple, Emperor Luo!" A giant said, with shock on his face.

"Three hundred years ago, the young emperor was born. In the first life, he invited the battle from the first Luotian, entered the nine great Luotians, and set up an invincible challenge. After three years of seven hundred and sixty thousand battles, he was never defeated. Income outside!"

"Two hundred years ago, Supreme Luo Tian, ​​walked out of one person, entered the Nine Layers of Luo Tian, ​​and then set up the invincible challenge. After 89,000 battles, he has never lost a defeat, and casts the invincible spirit!"

"A hundred years ago, this son came out again, boasting that he is the last disciple. Within the nine great Luotians, he worked with 762 divine emperors and swept the nine great Luotians. Under the divine king, he casts an invincible name under the divine king."

A giant, looking at the projection of the sky and the earth, spoke in horror.

This is a truly invincible person who has never been defeated since birth.

Within the days of Supreme Luo, the sixth still water sat quietly in the sea of ​​flowers, and suddenly, a faint coolness appeared in her eyes.

"Presumptuous!" She spit out two words, "Who allowed him to enter the battle for fame!?"

There seemed to be a touch of anger in those calm eyes.

Someone broke her arrangement, and this person was the last disciple she accepted.

Suddenly, a **** fell on the waist of the sixth still water.

"Sovereign, do you want to catch him back and punish it?" One of the nine evil spirits was asking. This is a fierce beast, like an ape, covered in scarlet, golden hair on the back, and a pair of fangs, if it tears everything apart, it will pierce the sky.

"No need!" The anger subsided in the eyes of the sixth still water, she was quietly in the sea of ​​flowers, facing the breeze, "Come back and punish!"

...

In the battle for fame, the Wasteland World, Qin Xuan's hands, the Eternal Sword slightly shook.

The sword qi was like a glow, ran through ten miles, fell far away, and killed Emperor Luo.

In Luo Huang's eyes, the piano was still on, and suddenly, he gently fluctuated a string of the piano, with a clear and pleasant sound, which sounded in this world.

Boom!

Bend like a soft hand to beat the drum, and in an instant, Zixia stood still.

Ten feet in front of Emperor Luo, a purple sword was three feet long and sharp to the extreme, but it stagnated in this world.

It was a sword aura, condensed like substance, but in front of it seemed like a barrier between heaven and earth.

Qin Xuan's thin lips moved lightly, as if he wanted to laugh. With this sword, he seemed to cut, not one person, but the whole world.

This young man sits cross-legged, but he has the same strength with the surrounding world.

This person has already cultivated the Dao God Rule to the invisible, at least, it is also the Imperial Realm.

Even Qin Xuan couldn't tell which kind of Dao he was practicing.

At this moment, a faint voice sounded, "I was born in the first layer of Luotian. On my birthday, the sky was cracked. A holy beast came from the Supreme Luotian and gave a book of heaven."

"Feasible in three days, run in seven days, literate in March, composing at the age of one, and at the age of seven, the first tribe of Luo Tianluo, Li, and Sun, no one can beat him at a hundred years old!

The faint words slowly entered Qin Xuan's ears.

Qin Xuan didn't say it or not, and the eternal sword in his hand moved again.

This time, the sword aura became more terrifying, like a violent wind roaring, like if the Zihe ran across the sky and hit the front of Emperor Luo.

boom!

The heaven and the earth are roaring, and Emperor Luo is still standing still. It can be seen that if there is a wall, it is Qin Xuan's power that cannot be broken.

In the roar of the sky, the sword energy collided with the sky and the earth again, and the voice of Emperor Luo rang again.

"At the age of eight, I repaired the heavenly book, entered the spiritual realm in three days, and broke the realm in seven days. In less than a year, I have half-stepped into the spirit!

In Qin Xuan's hand, the Eternal Sword had been slowly released, and his thin lips were gently bent. This Luohuang power was more terrifying than the combined power of the four **** emperors before.

As for the voice of Emperor Luo, Qin Xuan also heard it.

"For three years, in my Luo Family Spirit Realm, no one can be my opponent!"

"In six years, my generation, in the first heavy Luo Tian, ​​there is no enemy!"

"At the age of eighteen, I carried the piano on my back and played on the Nine Heavens. After more than 700,000 battles, no one can satisfy me, and no one can make me lose!"

"When I am included in the first level of Luo Tian, ​​within nine levels, I will be invincible in the view of all beings in the spiritual realm!"

In the wasteland world, the sword spirit is endless, and Zihe shakes the world.

Qin Xuan opened his arms and drew a bow round, gathering Dili with an arrow.

More faintly, the Nine Ancestral Gods condense, and the Nine Ancestral Gods are shining, haunting that sharp arrow.

boom!

The arrow pierced the sky, like falling into a bright moon, slashing the stars, and damaging the world.

Luo Huang sat quietly, his tail finger lingered, and he lightly played the piano in his hand.

"The supreme is supreme, and it has taught me everything!"

Suddenly there is heaven and earth moving, there is the power of heaven and earth, turning into a torrent, and with the sound of the piano, turning into the shape of a fierce king.

boom!

In an instant, the sword qi is gone, the river is broken, and the arrow is dead!

Qin Xuan moved three times in a row and killed them three times. At this moment, they suddenly broke up.

At this moment, Qin Xuan's black pupil faintly passed by, and purple light rose.

How can anyone in this world be truly invincible.

But it does not mean that there is no invincibility in the world.

He looked at Emperor Luo, looked at the evil king of heaven and earth, bowed his head around him.

This is the invincibility in the king's soil! ?