Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

On the Hongmeng Yuanshan, Dingyun God King, the lord of the seven forces, at this moment, there is a dead silence.

"What are you still stunned for? Why don't you chase after it!?"

The complexion of King Dingyun changed drastically at this moment.

Who would have thought that a creature in the Fifth Emperor Realm would actually escape from Hongmeng Yuanshan! ?

The seven and eighth emperor realms even moved God's Domain without stopping this person!

The lord of Hongmeng Yuan Palace, the lord of Yuanshengmen... the **** king of the seventh and eighth emperor realm, his complexion was hard to see the extreme at this moment.

boom!

The divine realm disperses, and the world shakes.

I saw the seven figures leaping into the sky, and even more angry voices came from the sky.

"If anyone can catch this person, he deserves a great reward!"

The **** king of the eighth emperor realm took the lead, and the entire Hongmeng Yuanshan was plunged into turmoil.

Many **** emperors and **** kings came back to their senses and looked towards Qin Xuan's departure.

"chase!"

Vaguely, there was a loud shout, resounding through the world.

The supreme Luo Tian, ​​Qin Xuan turbulent realm wing, collapsed the four-year-old God.

Every time he moves, he spans thousands of miles, but every time he moves, he feels like he is in the mud.

Destroying the Gods of the Years seems simple, but the consumption of the Longevity Avenue is even more terrifying.

The emperor's origin in Qin Xuan's body was not recovered much, even if Undying Ming had tried his best, it would be difficult to make up for this consumption.

Ten thousand miles, one hundred thousand miles, one million miles...

Qin Xuan never stopped during the supreme Luo days. When he ran for 1.3 million miles, Qin Xuan suddenly spouted a mouthful of imperial blood.

The expression on his face was also wilted to the extreme.

The origin of the emperor is almost exhausted again.

Qin Xuan's eyes shook, and he immediately took out some of the magical medicine left in his hand, no matter what the rank, it was almost a brain refining, turning it into messy Dili, into the source.

When refining those magical medicines into the body, Qin Xuan's mouth again poured out emperor blood.

He didn't even have more time to refine those magical medicines to pureness, but at this moment, Qin Xuan had no other way.

Cangqing Yaowangling is a full 3.6 million miles away from Hongmeng Yuanshan.

He is now only a third of the distance.

How could Qin Xuan see it in normal times, 3.6 million miles.

But now, there is a difference between life and death for these 3.6 million li.

Qin Xuan worked hard, even if he relied on the Longevity Dao to break through the years, making the speed, even the eighth emperor realm's **** king could hardly catch up, but if the emperor in his body is exhausted, the source is exhausted, these hundreds of thousands of miles How far can the journey be for the Divine King of the Eighth Emperor Realm.

In Qin Xuan's eyes, still standing still, shaking his wings forward.

Once on the Hongmeng Yuan Mountain, Qin Xuan mentioned to Du Yuan Tianmeng that he was in desperate situation, and what he did, Qin Changqing, also wanted to make a way out.

Who would have thought that it became a proverb.

The most important thing is that Qin Xuan is very clear that the eighth emperor realm may be a trivial matter. If the existence of the ninth emperor realm in Yimeng Palace changes, then it is he who entered the Cangqing Yaowangling. It may not be truly safe.

In Qin Xuan's rapid journey, in his arms, Toot always clutched Qin Xuan's skirt.

She didn't know what happened, but she was full of joy when she saw Qin Xuan.

However, when she saw Qin Xuan vomiting blood, she seemed to feel distressed.

There seemed to be emperor blood, slowly dripping from the corner of Qin Xuan's mouth, on the center of his brow.

Her tender brows twisted together slightly.

She seemed to be thinking about something, letting go of Qin Xuan's shirt and looking at her hands.

Immediately, he put that immature, white hand in his mouth.

"Wow!"

咿咿 suddenly burst into tears and caught Qin Xuan's attention.

Qin Xuan lowered his head, but saw a painful expression on her face, and there was a little blood on her mouth.

At this moment, Toot raised the bitten hand and smeared the bright red blood from the hand to Qin Xuan's lips.

Qin Xuan's eyes shook, and his chaos wing suddenly stagnated, stopped in this world, and looked at it.

On the lips, not only did the blood never smell at all, but instead smelled like a fragrant orchid, Qin Xuan couldn't help but lick it at this moment, but he abruptly stopped this action.

He looked at Qin Xuan with pain, and when he saw that Qin Xuan was unmoved, he screamed.

At the same time, she squeezed the wound, squeezed out a few drops of blood, and sent it to Qin Xuan's lips.

Qin Xuan's lips were closed tightly, and there was no sign of opening.

咿咿 suddenly pulled Qin Xuan's lower lip, abruptly sending the drops of blood in.

The blood entered the teeth, the sweetness to the extreme, and there was a majestic to the extreme force, following Qin Xuan's throat, directly rushing into Qin Xuan's dantian.

The power in the blood is like a waterfall of thousands of feet, pouring into Qin Xuan's origin of the Great Emperor.

boom!

On Qin Xuan's body, the already dim Dao pattern lit up again.

Dantian, the Great Emperor's origin, which has been almost exhausted, even eroded by the power of the messy magical medicine, is even more vibrant at this moment.

Not only that, Qin Xuan could feel that if there is a connection between him and this world, it is like a bridge between heaven and earth, and the other side of the bridge is the vast avenue.

Everything is there, and there is more longevity!

In Qin Xuan's eyes, there was an endless glow.

But those black pupils kept looking at them.

He looked at the painful expression of babble, he looked at the anxious, overwhelmed, and worried expression of babble, but in his eyes, Ruuo ignited endless anger.

Yuanshengmen, Hongmeng Yuangong...a dream palace!

In Qin Xuan's heart, the names of the eight sects emerged.

He, Qin Changqing, now has this day when he needs to **** the blood of young children to survive.

Rarely, Qin Xuan felt the humiliation. This humiliation was like burning the wrath of the emperor, and he wanted to burn all the wastes.

Since his rebirth, Qin Changqing has overcome the calamity and cut the arrogance of heaven. Even though he has gone through thousands of calamities, even if he has lived and died a hundred times, he has not yet once fallen to this point.

Eight gates regard babble as the most precious treasure, and want to use his blood to produce emperor medicine, but now, he Qin Changqing is also swallowing babble.

Even if he took the initiative to do it, Qin Xuan's heart was still extremely uncomfortable.

Qin Xuan had never felt this kind of discomfort or even anger even though he burned his body and read through the stars.

He watched Qin Xuan's breath return to its peak, although he was a bit painful, he showed a big smile.

Blowing the wound on his finger desperately, he babbled and laughed.

Qin Xuan looked at the puffy smile, he slowly exhaled, the blood on his lips had already disappeared without a trace.

‘I, Qin Changqing, who has cultivated for two lives, have fallen to this point! ’

‘If the eight sects are not destroyed, I, Qin Changqing, can’t make peace with this one! ’

A faint voice rang in Qin Xuan's heart.

In his eyes, these eight gates also have a dream palace, which is a behemoth with three emperors and nine realms.

Even so, Qin Xuan's murderous intent never wavered at all.

Such anger should be breathed with blood!

Such an insult should be paid for!