Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

The world is silent, only a soft voice.

The tea cup was empty in Qin Xuan's hand, and the thin lips opened lightly in the tea cup.

In the next moment, the wooden palace sat high, and Qin Xuan's body had disappeared.

Xiao Ling was cooking a new pot of tea, without even realizing that Qin Xuan was no longer there.

The Heaven Bing God Emperor turned his head and looked outside the palace, but looked at the sky, a white robe stood tall.

Baizhangtian, white clothes against white clothes.

Zhao Wuliang, the master of the Heavenly Sect, looked at Qin Xuan in front of him. There was a **** air inside his body, and he poured his supernatural power into his palm.

The meridians were exposed, with blood-colored lines covering Zhao Wuliang's arm.

Where the palm of his hand is, the space is faintly sinking, and there are strands of avenue gods lingering around this arm like a chain of gods.

He even mastered the Great Dao God Rule and also advanced to the Imperial Realm.

The blood-colored gods seem to make the blood in the world's creatures boil.

Even Qin Xuan, the blood in his body at this moment, seemed to be surging, as if to break out of his body.

The eternal life is in motion, and there is a longevity road, which suppresses the blood in the body, and the blood in the body has only been calmed down.

Zhao Wuliang's pupils changed slightly, "You can break the main road of the master!?"

In his voice, there seemed to be a touch of surprise. Then, his hand pierced the world, cracking the universe, and patted Qin Xuan's chest with a palm.

Qin Xuan looked at Zhao Wuliang faintly, "The Avenue of Blood is a rare side door!"

This avenue can hold the power of ten thousand blood and move the blood of the enemy, but it is just a small road.

The most horrible thing is that this person controls every drop of blood in his body carefully. This Zhao Wuliang's body contains a lot of essence in every drop of blood in his body. Qin Xuan can see that it is swallowing an unknown number of essences. It is formed by the blood of majestic energy.

This palm, not to mention the fourth emperor realm, is the **** king of the fifth emperor realm, it may not be able to shake it hard.

In this hell, one of the three overlords is also well-deserved.

In Wang Tu, the fourth emperor realm of Luo Tian with ten layers, Qin Xuan didn't know how many people could contend with it, but what he had seen was only the Supreme Adept, and he might be able to fight against Zhao Wuliang.

It is a pity that he met Qin Changqing.

Qin Xuan's black pupil was like night, his palm slowly emerged from behind, and the purple Dili wandered through the meridians, turning into rolling essence, into the palm of his hand.

There is also the Great Avenue of Longevity, turned into a chain of gods, lingering around this arm.

Palm to palm!

boom!

If there is a ripple between the heavens and the earth, the space in the heavens and the hells will have a series of subtle cracks.

The endless power of heaven and earth is even more squeezed into a knife, slashing towards the heaven and earth.

The earth was torn apart, and a huge crack made the complexion of many **** emperors present suddenly change.

Zhao Wuliang felt that Qin Xuan's palm, the power of horror, as well as the Dao Shenru in Qin Xuan's palm, even his blood avenue was suppressed.

This feeling was the first time that Wuliang Zhao had felt since he became the master of Tongtian.

Immediately, the blood in Zhao Wuliang's body and his meridians seemed to be rotating, with a mysterious trajectory that greatly increased the power of his palm.

Every drop of blood can make the best use of it, and every drop of blood is enough to explode all its essence.

These essences are even more convergent, like a certain secret technique, bursting out several times the power.

Zhao Wuliang's arm shook suddenly, and the surrounding world was sinking.

At the same time, Qin Xuan's feet slowly stepped forward.

In the body, the Dili within the source, surging out, like a river of heaven and earth, pouring on Qin Xuan's palm, Qin Xuan's hand bones, flesh and blood, at this moment, all seemed to have turned purple.

Moreover, at this moment, the Changsheng Dao increased several times. I don't know how many Dao Gods were attached to Qin Xuan's arm.

boom!

The space has sunk.

Faintly, there is the sound of bone cracking and blood splashing.

Qin Xuan took a step forward, and in the eyes of the **** emperors, he saw the space sinking, and the aftermath of the collision of his palms caused all the **** emperors present to feel panic.

The strength of the two fighting against each other has surpassed the fourth emperor realm by too much.

This is a competition for power manipulation, the body's deep and pure divine power, and the mastery of the realm of Dadao God. Whoever is higher will win.

In their eyes, Qin Xuan's step had fallen into the void.

There was no wave at Qin Xuan's feet. On the contrary, under the feet of Zhao Wuliang, the ground suddenly sank, and a pair of footprints appeared.

Then, there was a crack in the palm of Zhao Wuliang, and there was a sound of cracked bones, and there was blood surging out. The sect master of the Tongtian Gate, whom they feared, slammed back, falling like a meteor, flying backwards. Out.

Qin Xuan retracted his palm. He glanced at Zhao Wuliang faintly. Behind him, a pair of big wings spread out and shook slightly, and his figure disappeared again.

At this moment, Xiao He and Long Xiao couldn't help their pupils constrict.

With just a palm, Zhao Wuliang retreated, and Qin Xuan's strength was thoroughly revealed.

The strength of this man in white should never be underestimated.

"Master!"

Xiao He smiled and looked at Qin Xuan who appeared before him.

Amidst her laughter, there is an immeasurable coquettish, piercing into the soul.

In Qin Xuan's black eyes, there hasn't been a slight change. His past and present, two lives, his mood is as majestic as this world, even if Xiao He's voice is charming, it is absolutely impossible to move his mind.

Xiao He's face changed slightly, and in the next instant, cracks appeared in Qin Xuan's white clothes.

Before he knew it, strands of colorless silk had completely trapped Qin Xuan in it.

These threads of divine power seem to be integrated into the world, not only that, every thread contains the principle of the great road.

These gods are full of poison. Once they are cut through the flesh and blood by this thread of divine power, even the **** king may be eroded by the poison of this great road and become immobile.

Xiao He watched the white clothes being torn, and his lips were raised, and those eyes were even more charming in this world.

"My son, caught you!"

She exhaled like a blue, if her mouth was fragrant, but in the next instant, a certain breaking sound made Xiao He's pupils constrict, and the seductiveness in her eyes stopped abruptly.

Bang bang bang...

Around Qin Xuan, strands of divine power broke off.

From within Qin Xuan's white clothes, the avenues of gods slowly vacated from Qin Xuan's body.

Every avenue **** is like a chain of order gods. These chains of order gods rushed out of the white clothes, shattered the threads of divine power, and turned into a purple dragon completely melted by the gods of the avenue. Beside Qin Xuan.

"Roar!"

A dragon chant seemed to roar like the sky and the earth, the roar of the avenue, the purple dragon head, lifelike, shaking Xiao He's face suddenly changed.

"The appearance of the great road, the imperial realm Mahayana!"

Xiao He's mouth was filled with disbelief.

She looked at Qin Xuan, and in the next instant, the big purple dragon had already rushed out beside Qin Xuan.