Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

In the Nine Colors Shenlu, behind the sixth cloud.

A body after another, as if looking at this world, proudly walking out of the peak.

Qing Xuan looked at the figures in the Jiu Color Road, her pupils shrinking slightly.

As if he had returned to the ruins of the royal domain, the words of the sixth cloud lied in Qin Xuan's ears.

"One hundred seventy thousand years ago, the nine people of Six Dao and Nine went back to the Immortal Realm.

"The Era of Ten Thousand Races is destroyed because of me!"

"One hundred and sixty thousand years ago, I taught a person to be a disciple, creating a heavenly sacred dynasty!"

"130,000 years ago, I adopted a child who was later called the emperor of the ages!"

"120,000 years ago, I founded an academy and taught the seven sons, all of whom entered the sixth emperor realm, and were called the Seventh Patriarch of the Celestial Academy!"

"80,000 years ago, I created this seclusion and saved this little guy."

"70,000 years ago, I had a whim to cultivate and enlighten the world. That era was called the prosperous age of heaven and earth!"

"Fifty thousand years ago, I planted a seed and became the **** tree of the immortal Protoss!"

"Thirty thousand years ago, I ran into a man who was down and down, who created the Dark Blood God Dynasty!"

Every sentence and every word lingered in Qin Xuan's ears.

He looked at the sixth cloud behind him, a creature of the nine emperors standing tall.

"Eternal God Emperor's grandson, Zong Jiuyou, please die!"

"Tianyuan, descendants of the Seventh Ancestor, please die!"

"Tianzun Ant, please die!"

"Heaven is in prosperity, son of the emperor of heaven, please die!"

"Prince Darkblood God, please die!"

There are 13 emperors in the nine realms, not weaker than the nine evils, and even better than Tutian. The momentum of each emperor’s nine realms is like a world of mountains, coming on the road of the nine colors.

In the eyes of every emperor's nine realms, there is murderous intent and hatred.

The sixth still water looked at the nine states of the thirteen emperors, his eyes condensed slightly.

"Sixth Yunli, do you think that with this mere thirteen emperors and nine realms, you can be an enemy of this supreme!?" Sixth Jingshui is still proud and doesn't care. For her, even a hundred emperors What about the environment? She can also kill it.

Wang Tu is supreme, is it a false name! ?

The sixth Yunli's eyes were indifferent, "For 170,000 years, I have shown the way for the creatures of the gods, but you have been destroyed again and again."

"From the Era of Ten Thousand Races to the Dark Blood God Dynasty, in the name of the supreme king, you continue to give orders to attack the immortal world!"

"Time and time again, you and I have fought hard, do you really think that I was suppressed and you surpassed me?"

In the eyes of the sixth Yunli, there was no complacency, on the contrary, there was a touch of pity.

"You and I hate each other by nature, it's not without a reason!"

"Sixth still water, you are evil by nature, you were born to slaughter the world!"

"Even, even his life was buried by you personally, in exchange for the supreme name now!"

"The supreme name made of bones will eventually be buried!"

In the hands of the sixth Yunli, a sword slowly emerged. This sword moved, and the entire Nine Colors Shenlu, the entire universe, seemed to be shaking.

Like that sword, it can suppress thousands of soldiers in this world, and can control everything in the gods.

She has laid out for 170,000 years, and with the destruction of each era, she cannot save all living beings, but she can save part of it.

To this end, she was willing to be suppressed again and again by the Sixth Still Water.

Sixth Jingshui's eyes condensed slightly, and suddenly, she laughed, "Sixth Yunli, you really think that I don't know the little movements you make!?"

The corner of her mouth was slightly raised, and there was a faint smile of disdain, "Do you really think that your gods can destroy the king's land and punish my supreme name!?"

"That's ridiculous!"

Sixth Jingshui looked at the sword in Sixth Yunli's hand. This sword seemed to have faintly surpassed the emperor soldiers of the nine emperor realms, as if it was not a rank at all.

"Even the sword in your hand was given to you by my kindness and compassion to you. Why do you think that with this sword, you can defeat me?"

"Even he fell into my hands, why do you think you can be above him?"

The Sixth Jingshui smiled, and didn't care about the creatures of the Nine Divine Realms in the Nine Colors God Road, let alone the seventy-thousand-thousand years since the sixth cloud, the planning and layout of each era.

"170,000 years have passed, but you are still the same, still so stupid, ridiculous!"

Sixth still water on the forehead, "I would like to see, waiting for this terracotta dog, I can do nothing but this supreme!"

boom!

The body of the sixth still water vibrated, the universe was in turmoil, and the nine-color divine road was cracking.

All things are intertwined, as if everything in this world is transformed into something in her palm, and she is the master.

At the same time, the eyes of Sixth Jingshui were also moving, and in her pupils, there was a faint and fleeting divine pattern.

In an instant, the entire world, directly broken, as if the entire God Realm and God Earth were divided into two.

This level of power, even the existence of the many nine emperors, can't help being changed.

Qin Xuan and the many great emperors and saints in the immortal world are like the masses under the immortal emperor Yue.

Looking at Diyue, I know how small they are, and when I look at these two people, I know how weak they are to cultivate.

Qin Xuan moved his long life, gathered in his pupils, looking at the world divided into two, looking at the darkness that tears the world, like a river of emptiness, separating the two.

Qin Xuan saw the anger in Sixth Yunli's eyes, and also saw the pity in Sixth Yunli's eyes, and even sighed and regretted.

"Daddy!"

At this moment, Qin Qinglan had already appeared in front of Qin Xuan. She took Qin Xuan's arm and looked back at Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan took a deep breath, he immediately moved the origin of the great emperor, and the chaotic world sprang up.

"Enter the passage of the immortal gods, the king pillar of the broken god!"

Qin Xuan spoke, and the appearance of the sixth Yunli suppressed his original preparation.

He knew very well that the next battle was not Qin Changqing, nor was it something that the fairy world could participate in.

The immortal world is too weak. Without him, Qin Changqing would not even have the qualifications to compete with the eight great **** races. What's more, it is the land of the king, let alone the plan and layout of the sixth cloud for 170,000 years.

At this moment, it is the wisest decision to cut off the passage of the fairy gods.

As for the relationship between Sixth Yunli and Sixth Still Water, and even the cause and effect involved in it, he just wanted to know it and couldn't touch it.

At least, he is not qualified enough today.

Behind him, the power of the gods came endless tsunami, not to mention Qin Xuan, the great emperors of the immortal realm, and even Taishi Futian, all felt that they were going to be crushed in the battle of the gods.

However, since Qin Xuan was determined to return to the immortal realm, they couldn't care about other things.

In the passage of the immortal gods, the rift in the sky, Qin Xuan looked at the eighteen gods and king pillars, and slowly moved the eternal sword in his hand.

A black sword light suddenly rose and fell on the eighteen **** king pillars.

Boom boom boom...

Under this sword, the eighteen gods and king pillars shattered, annihilated, and turned into nothingness.

Within the rift of the sky, there was even more turmoil at this moment, which seemed to have turned into an endless turbulence. Qin Xuan's eyes were moving, and the tens of thousands of ways became a world, transforming a world, and shrouded all beings in the fairy world.

He looked at Qin Qinglan, Qin Hao, and Tai Shi Futian beside him, and at the end of the crack that day, the atmosphere of the rolling fairy world.

Both wings shook, and the sentient beings of the immortal realm could cross the endless darkness...

Go to the fairy!