Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Taigu truly understood, Qin Xuan passed by the ore-eating beasts.

He stared at this world alone, Taigu really understood the laws of the world in the earth and it was interesting, and it was destined to have more Tianjiao fighting across the border.

The ancient battlefield was created by an ancient emperor, who is even more famous in nine heavens and ten places.

Rumor has it that there are such existences as the Immortal Dao and the Shinto Dao. Facing the ancient emperor who really understands the land, he must avoid three points.

Qin Xuan walked slowly in this world, and a huge outline gradually emerged in his eyes.

Above the sky, there is a certain kind of butterfly shaking its wings. This is also a kind of wild beast, named Huangdie.

This can be regarded as the main mount for the strong in the Primordial Realm. This wild butterfly can release a field with a speed more than ten times that of the same realm. There are even rumors that there is a kind of king in this wild butterfly, and the butterfly king can swing its wings. A shock, spanning 30,000 miles across the world, is the speed of ancient times, and it is definitely hard to match.

Rumor has it that only the ancient emperor can surrender this wild butterfly king in Taigu Zhenjie.

Qin Xuan was far apart, but looked at the wild butterflies of different colors, and some wild beasts, like griffins, flying insects, and vultures.

It's just that these wild beasts can also take the place of Hengkong, compared to the wild butterfly, they are after all a minority.

Qin Xuan approached, just as he approached, suddenly a long stick fell from the air.

Someone came with a barren butterfly, wearing a purple suit, looking at Qin Xuan coldly.

"People from other worlds!?"

The long stick blocked Qin Xuan's path, Qin Xuan raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the blue wild butterfly and the man in the purple long dress.

The third realm's main realm has good strength, which is not comparable to the creatures in the third realm that Qin Xuan has encountered.

In this ancient ground, it is normal to be able to cross the border.

On the contrary, people like Qin Xuan who look like other worlds are more like prey in this Primordial Realm.

Before the incarnation of Qin Xuan came to the Primordial Reality Realm, he never suffered less, but fortunately, he turned his divine plans like him. Only then survived dangerously.

"This place is already within the limits of the Taikoo Arena, what do you want?" Qin Xuan said lightly, facing the man without fear.

"Hey, it seems that he is not a newcomer to the ancient arena." The man in the purple clothes said with a smile: "If this is the case, it is not difficult for me to come up with a life-changing thing, and I can forgive you!"

Qin Xuan said nothing, the purple-clothed man's expression slightly changed.

He slowly said: "You are right, in the Taikoo Arena, I will definitely not kill you!"

"But here, it's not the Taikoo Arena!"

He jumped down from the blue wild butterfly and saw the long stick fall in his palm.

The man blasted towards Qin Xuan with a stick, and the power of the realm master rolled like a dragon.

The power of this stick, like knocking on a mountain and shaking a mountain, its power is terrifying to the extreme.

Seeing that this stick was about to blast down on Qin Xuan, some of the figures riding on the wild butterflies couldn't help but look around.

Someone smiled lightly and said, "The guys from the Purple King line are bullying other people in the world again."

"For the people of other worlds, the Purple King line is undoubtedly the most resentful." There was also a smile on the side.

"They are all people who have come to experience from other worlds, thinking that the Taikoo Reality is the same as the other worlds, but I don't know how many so-called Heaven's Proud Sons have entered our Primordial Reality and have never even had the opportunity to get out."

"This little guy is miserable!"

There are endless discussions, and even the existence of desolate ancient realm.

This kind of thing often happens around the Taikoo Arena.

You know, for the native creatures who truly understand Taikoo, this Taikoo Arena itself is a battlefield.

Everyone comes for war and fight.

When the figures above the many wild butterflies sighed, that stick had already landed on Qin Xuan's body.

A stick blocked the chest and shot it down, like the sound of a big mountain.

The white clothes moved gently, but Qin Xuan didn't take a step back, but the wasteland behind him was shattered, and cracks filled the entire land.

Only the white dress is still there.

Qin Xuan looked at the purple-clothed man with a stunned face. He smiled faintly, "So that's it!"

In the purple-clothed man's gaze, Qin Xuan raised one hand and landed on his head. Then, if there was a great power, it fell.

Almost at this instant, all the power of the world in the body of the man in purple was crushed, including his bones and blood.

Before everyone could react, the purple-clothed man's head was forcibly destroyed and turned into nothingness.

Qin Xuan pulled up the long stick and shook it lightly, and the air of the long stick pierced the blue wild butterfly.

Large patches of butterfly powder fell, but Qin Xuan was never contaminated.

He held the stick, as if nothing had happened before, and walked into the Taikoo Arena.

"This guy... who is it!?"

"Ancestral realm, kill the realm master of the purple king!"

"The Purple King always pays for it. This person is decisive in killing and killing, I am afraid that it will cause more trouble."

Amidst the many discussions, Qin Xuan calmly walked into the Taikoo Arena.

The entire Taikoo Arena is too big, like the ancient Roman Arena on the earth, but it is vast and magnificent billions of times.

With the towering walls, every window almost represents an arena.

According to the understanding of Qin Xuan's incarnation, the ring in the ancient arena has nine million in one palace.

Ninety-nine re-entered the arena of heaven, nine million arena, below this, there are countless geniuses who can cross the border to fight.

This is the Taikoo Arena, a place where one can truly enter the Dao and become proud.

It is more than the real solution of the ancient times, even in the nine days and ten places, how many Tianjiao linger here and are deeply trapped in it.

Qin Xuan walked into the Taikoo Arena, surrounded by many people, but everyone was separated by a certain distance.

This distance seems to be related to people, and the whole body exudes a tight and tense breath.

"Hao'er ascended, it should have been thousands of years." Qin Xuan sighed as he put this side of the battle arena.

The young children at the beginning are now enough to cross the nine worlds.

If it weren't for the pickled ant from the prison, Qin Xuan didn't need to worry about Hao'er.

Qin Hao is his son, so how could he lose to others.

With a slight smile on his face, Qin Xuan sent a message to Xu Wushang.

After that, Qin Xuan walked into a restaurant and waited quietly.

A mouthful of treasure stuffed, full of spicy.

After about a stick of incense, Qin Xuan's eyes suddenly moved, and in this restaurant, a figure kicked open the door of the restaurant. The huge figure that was three meters high made many people afraid.

The eyes are like copper bells, and the light is like torches.

Qin Xuan noticed this person, at this time the existence of a Ninth Realm.

Its strength should be comparable to the Desolate Ancient Realm?

I saw this person walk up to Qin Xuan, a hand slowly fell in front of Qin Xuan.

The wine glass and the wine jug were all shattered, and the loud noise shocked other people. Many people looked at them with dissatisfaction.

Others showed a sneer, with a bit of gloat.

"It was you, killed A Xuan!?" The burly figure said, his voice dull, like thunder.

Qin Xuan looked at the shattered wine glass and jug, and gently raised his eyes.

"You want to die too!?"

His dark eyes were calm, looking at the hill-like figure in front of him, but it was like a little shadow in the endless dark night.

The two words came out faintly, if there is great disdain, great madness.

"Ants!"