Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Luo Yan shook his head slightly, "I don't believe it, this guy's city mansion is extremely deep, if he died so easily, it would be incredible!"

Wuxin didn't say anything, but he had self-confidence in his cognition.

Because that is his way and his skill.

The Sky Blind suddenly said, "It is life or death, the Holy Imperial City sees it at first sight!"

"You Meng and others have not yet arrived. We don't know much about the Taikoo Continent, and there are disciples from other Taoist schools who have also entered the Taikoo Continent. Be careful and there is nothing wrong with it."

His words were recognized by Luo Yan and Wuxin.

They also met in the Primordial Continent in the past twenty-seven years. With unintentional wooden people, they can contact each other as soon as possible.

About an hour later, the three of them had already dressed up and headed for the Holy Imperial City of Human Race.

...

At this moment, the Holy Imperial City had already been repaired, and the original rift and mess had disappeared.

Instead, it is still the prosperous Holy Imperial City.

Outside the Holy Emperor City, there was a corpse, the corpse of Long Yan, now withered.

This corpse was not handled by the Holy Emperor of the Human Race, but stayed here and traveled a full 300-mile radius of the Demon Abyss.

Because of Jue Ming's power, all things in the three hundred miles of heaven and earth do not grow, and the power within it is not enough for the living beings to survive.

The reason why the corpse of this dragon has not been processed, leaving a land of 300 miles to sit next to the holy royal city of the human race.

For the human race, for the holy emperor of the human race, this is a great feat.

The merits of beheading the Primordial level are nothing more than the corpse of this living Primordial level creature can prove the strength of the human race.

Even some outsiders spent a lot of money to enter this Demon Abyss, just to see the Primordial-level corpse.

In fact, this Long Yan's corpse has long since no secrets existed.

Only a powerful corpse, losing all its vitality, is like hard soil and rock, which can withstand the attacks of the first-time ancient creatures.

The origin and power within it had long since disappeared, which was the common confirmation of the absolute existence of the eight human races in the Primordial Continent at the time.

As for the human holy emperor, he knows the existence of the ancient monument, but in his eyes, the ancient monument has been refined by this dragon. It is both refining and fusion.

When Long Yan died, the Archaic Monument also dissipated.

As for who killed this dragon, as the holy emperor of the human race, he would not admit that he was himself, but he would not deny it either.

The world's guess is enough to make him famous, why not do it.

As for Xia Zu, he didn't care, he was originally from ancient times, and he understood that Xia Zu's path was different from that of today's human race, and even all the creatures in the Primordial Continent were different.

If the life and death of Xia Zu can be determined, the Holy Emperor of the Human Race would rather Xia Zu die, even if Xia Zu has an amazing secret.

At this moment, in this dragon's corpse, there is a golden ape creature with hands clasped together.

With Buddha's light radiating from his body, he was looking at the corpse of Long Yan.

Who doesn't want to see the existence of Primordial Level! ?

On the side, there was a woman with a delicate figure, but her appearance was glamorous, with a white rune on the center of her eyebrows, and she was wearing a long skirt like snow.

There was also a man walking with his eyes closed, but behind him was a fairy sword hanging in the air.

And a burly man with a purple hammer on his waist.

Four people came at the same time, looking at the body of Long Yan.

"This is the Primordial-level creature? It is said that it is the Dragon Yan who was sealed under the Holy Emperor City. For some reason, it entered the Primordial-level, born to death and transformed into a golden sacred dragon." The woman in a snow-like dress slowed down. Slowly said: "It seems, but that's all!"

"It's too sad to be killed by the Holy Emperor of the Human Race!"

Facing the corpse of the Primordial Level, the woman did not have the awe of ordinary people, but was a bit shoddy and disdainful.

"The Yuxue Princess of the Longevity Kingdom is still like this. After all, it is the Primordial Level. If you are still alive, you can blow me out in one breath." The man with the fairy sword suspended behind him said.

Princess Yuxue's eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "Why, you didn't suffer enough before? Would you like to try the Divine Snow Sword in my hand?"

The man smiled and didn't care about Princess Yuxue.

Suddenly, the burly man jumped up and rushed to the dragon's body.

"Idiot!" Princess Yuxue's face changed suddenly, and she shouted.

Sure enough, before this burly man was about to approach the dragon Yan's corpse, suddenly, around the dragon Yan's corpse, an extremely powerful restriction appeared.

boom!

In an instant, the burly middle-aged man was shocked, full of shocks, bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

"Here is the power of the holy emperor of the human race, are you crazy? If the holy emperor of the human race knows and provokes the holy emperor, your Patriarch of Ten Thousand Weapon Valley can't save you!" The man with the fairy sword suspended behind him frowned.

His eyes were even more displeased, he seemed extremely dissatisfied, how could he walk with these weird flowers.

"Saved!" The burly man climbed up and buzzed.

He stared at the restriction placed by the holy emperor of the human race, and said with dissatisfaction, "The human race is too stingy!"

With these words, the man with the immortal sword on his back, Princess Yuxue could not help but a black line appeared on his forehead.

"Just passing by, just to take a look, don't do stupid things!"

"Our purpose is to find those outsiders. We have seen it before, and we can't touch it. We should go!" The man with the fairy sword on his back said, turning around.

But just as he turned his feet, he suddenly seemed to hear something in his ears, and his body froze.

More than him, the faces of these four people changed suddenly, and then all their eyes fell on the corpse of Long Yan.

"Buddha is compassionate!"

The golden ape-like Buddhist creature suddenly folded his hands together, and he looked at the abdomen of the dragon Yan, only to see cracks appeared in his abdomen, as if it was shattering.

"Did I see the illusion?" Princess Yuxue's Leng Ao's face was a little pale, and the body of this dead Primordial creature unexpectedly had a vision.

"I think it should be a natural crack, not a special movement." A drop of cold sweat appeared on the forehead of the man with the fairy sword hanging on his back. "

"It's best to explode and fly out some keels. I can't say that I can cast a peerless weapon and leave the name Taikoo Continent!" The burly middle-aged man said with excitement.

In their eyes, they saw the cracks gradually becoming denser, until something seemed to have broken through the flesh and blood like steel from the dragon's body.

boom!

Among the nearly condensed pupils of the four, a human hand protruded from Long Yan's body.

This hand was gray-white, similar to Long Yan, without any blood or vitality.

"Couldn't it be that Long Yangou survived till now!?"

"Damn it, go!"

The man with the sword hanging behind and Princess Yuxue almost unanimously spoke.

That golden ape-like Buddhist creature also faintly retreated, and he didn't want to fight against such a creature that appeared on the basis of Primordial-level creatures.

Regardless of good and evil, the risk of falling is too great.

Suddenly, the crack expanded again, and with a bang, the figure fell directly from Long Yan's body to the ground.