Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

I saw the youth full of joy. This time, he almost exerted his full power to forge the precious soldiers of the top fourth realm.

This is the highest quality treasure he has refined so far, and it still uses three ancestral realm treasures.

The young man’s eyes were full of confidence, thinking that this time, he had already won.

Even if Qin Changqing was famous all over the world, he would definitely lose.

The old man slowly got up, he looked at the sharp gun with a satisfied smile.

"Yes, some progress!" The old man said slowly, and he looked back at Qin Xuan.

Seeing the old man's palm shook, the sword embryo and the sharp spear flew separately, and the old man glanced at Qin Xuan.

After that, he saw him holding a sharp gun in one hand and a sword embryo in the other, fighting left and right.

Hum!

The spear and sword collided, and a ripple broke out, and the old man's face changed slightly.

In the next instant, cracks appeared on the outer surface of Qin Xuan's forged sword embryo, and then it was all broken with a bang.

A silver fairy sword was exposed, and there were countless overlapping patterns on the body of the sword. This kind of pattern was a very mysterious refining technique.

It's like drawing a large array, runes, and even Dao marks on a piece of paper, making this piece of paper supernatural.

Qin Xuan made 33 thin swords from that precious material, each of which left a pattern of formations, and also left traces of longevity.

This sword is only the ninth ancestral realm. It is an ancestral soldier, but the formation pattern and the mark of the longevity path in it give this sword the power to cut a realm.

The spear and sword collided, and the shell of the sword had been broken open, and the sword was born.

In the eyes of the patriarch of the landsmith clan, cracks filled the fourth realm master realm spear that he had all praised, and then, under the ancestral realm sword made by Qin Xuan, it shattered and turned into countless fragments.

The aftermath dissipated, and the young people of the Earth Craftsman clan were already dull.

His mind was almost blank, he couldn't believe everything in front of him, let alone accept this fact.

"How can it be……"

The young man murmured to himself, "We Fang Tian will actually lose, we lose to a foreigner."

I saw the young man's face gradually pale, and then he wowed out a big mouthful of blood, and at the same time, the ancestral force in his body was rioting.

The patriarch of the Earth Craftsman clan sighed coldly, "A little bit of success or failure, why don't you worry about it, Fang Tian, ​​your character is nothing more!?"

His voice was like thunder, awakening Fang Tian from the collapse of his mind.

The old man frowned, and when Fang Tian stabilized slightly, he turned his head and looked at Qin Xuan.

"But I underestimated you, Luo Gutian Taoist Academy also has such a climax of refining weapons and casting warfare!?"

The old man said, his eyes were a little embarrassed. Although he was shocked by Qin Xuan's three-hundred hammers before, the result shocked him even more.

The old man once knew about Qin Xuan, and even sent someone to Luo Gutian to find out.

A person who ascended from the chaos realm joined Luo Gutian's Taoist Academy when he first arrived. Luo Gutian Taoist Academy did have some secrets, but it was never rumored that there was a master of refining weapons and casting weapons.

More importantly, the old man saw the shadow of the clan of craftsmen from Qin Xuan's hammer technique.

Suddenly there was an incredible thought in his heart. Could it be that Qin Changqing had learned from the observation before?

If not, how could it happen to be one of those 1,865 hammers.

Qin Xuan stood with his hand holding his hand, and said with a faint smile: "Although I, Qin Changqing, is in Luogutian Taoist Academy, it doesn't mean that I don't know the skills that Luogutian Taoist Academy did not have!"

"It seems that this test has already resulted. Can Seniors attribute the Eternal Sword to me?"

He looked directly at the patriarch of the craftsman clan. Although Qin Changqing was not good at crafting weapons and forging soldiers, he was not as good as the patriarch of the craftsman clan, but how difficult it would be for him to overcome the ancestral realm.

The old man's eyes were extremely displeased, he snorted coldly, "You are so arrogant!"

"Don't worry, since this Tianzun spoke, he won't fail to speak."

"Take it!"

Seeing the old man's palm shook, a three-foot long sword flew out of his sleeves and landed in front of Qin Xuan.

Hum!

Jian Yin shook slightly, and saw a pale golden long sword with a blood-like sword falling in front of Qin Xuan.

The sword hilt is carved with dragons and phoenixes, and there is a purple orb. It can be seen that there is a figure standing respectfully in this orb.

"The Great!"

Eternally worshipped in it, and he saw Qin Xuan reunite as if after a long absence.

Qin Xuan smiled slightly, he put his hand on the hilt of this eternal sword, and under his grip, it was like a raw arm.

The Eternal Sword Spirit had a direct connection with his mind, and Qin Xuan waved the sword gently.

In the heat flow in the distance, a huge crack emerged.

Qin Xuan was startled slightly. He hadn't used too much force before he was so powerful?

Qin Xuan couldn't help smiling, he raised his eyes to look at the patriarch of the Earth Craftsman clan, "As expected from the arm of the predecessor, the eternal age is more than a hundred times stronger than before."

The old man still had a calm face, and he snorted coldly, "Don't be complacent here. This is the art of war forged by the furnace. Since you should play against you, naturally you will not be stingy."

"You have a great talent for refining weapons and forging soldiers. If you worship me as a teacher, you may hope to be an ancient emperor." The old man looked at Qin Xuan, "Qin Changqing, don't you really think about it?"

Qin Xuan chuckled, "Senior, Qin Changqing, I'm not good at crafting weapons, so I just dabbled a little."

The old man's face became more and more ugly, and he was not good at refining weapons and forging soldiers and surpassed his disciples. Is this guy deliberately humiliating him and the earthsmiths?

The thought came up, and the old man's heart was also a little angry.

Qin Xuan didn't see it, he said lightly: "What's more, how about even refining weapons and casting soldiers into ancient emperors? I have already made enemies of the divine Dao line, and refining weapons to make the ancient emperor may destroy the divine path !?"

This sentence directly dissipated the anger in the old man's heart.

The old man looked at Qin Xuan in amazement, and asked in disbelief, "You, what did you say?"

"You want to destroy the line of the divine Dao? You dare to say it like this!?"

Qin Xuan was indifferent, "Why don't you dare? Divine Dao wants to kill me, and if I, Qin Changqing, I have to consider even the words, why bother with Divine Dao!?"

The old man was silent. He looked at Qin Xuan, and the white-clothed youth in front of him was unexpected.

"Huh, it's arrogant, the line of Shinto is not as simple as your eyes!"

"Don't think that Emperor Bai has made the divine way suffer a little.

"The Shinto line just doesn't want to go to war, otherwise, the Emperor Bai will also retreat."

The old man spoke, seeming to remind Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan smiled and said nothing.

"Senior, Wangu has already returned to the Lord, and I have even more unexpected gains, so I won't bother seniors!"

Qin Xuan twitched his hands, then turned and left without any muddle.

The old man looked at Qin Xuan's eyes constantly changing, and when Qin Xuan was about to walk out of the palace, he suddenly spoke.

"Qin Changqing, you can come to my family of craftsmen after you become a wasteland."

"I have asked for something, and perhaps a rare opportunity is waiting for you."

He quietly looked at Qin Xuan's back, and his voice was heard slowly.

Qin Xuan paused. He looked back at the old man and couldn't help but shook his head and smiled: "Qin Changqing remembers it in his heart, but it's good for seniors to do this, so why hold a competition."

"After the ancients, if Qin Changqing is interested, he will come to the clan of craftsmen."

After speaking, he walked out of the palace.

The old man was a little depressed, and Fang Tian was also adjusting his interest rate.

"This kind of arrogant and arrogant character, even with great abilities, may not be able to live in the wilderness."

"Humph!"

Inside the palace, an old man's voice rang into anger after he miscalculated.