Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Shen Xi circulates, if the golden light rushes into the sky, but it is blocked by the thin spiritual light, it is difficult to break.

Within a tripod, the spirit is like a river, and when you look at it, it is all golden.

More than twenty large demon corpses, flesh and blood, and demon pill refining, at this moment, it seems to have produced a peculiar divine soup, exuding endless Shenxi, with golden aura rising, like a hundred dragons, impacting the mouth of the tripod.

Qin Yan'er, Li Xiangxin and even Huashen Mu Ling watched this scene swallowing saliva.

As if in their eyes, within this tripod, there is a peerless delicacy, no one in the world can compare with it.

The fact is also true. Looking at the world, who can make a soup with more than twenty big demons?

What shocked the three of them most was the spirit in this cauldron. It was really terrifying. The great demon was refined, and all the bones and blood were refined into soup in this cauldron, and the demon pill was refined into it. Into it.

"Only a bowl, I feel that my body will be broken!" Li Xiangxin exclaimed. He looked at Qin Xuan and the white figure with sigh in his eyes.

How could there be such a terrible existence in the world, and how big is Qin Xuan?

Only eighteen, there is one person, conquering the sky, cutting the demon, and refining the soup... Li Xiangxin couldn't help but wonder, is this person in front of him not the real reincarnation of the god?

Even for all the things Li Xiangxin didn't dare to say, it was Qin Xuan's fictitious reality. Who knows how terrible and mysterious is this slightly immature youth hiding in his body?

Qin Yan'er stood quietly by the side, refining the great demon. She had seen it before, and even hid some of it.

It's just... the essence in this cauldron is too magnificent, can it really be eaten?

The God of Transformation Wood Spirit trembled even more. It had awe-inspiring gazes, even if it didn't dare to say that it could swallow this great soup, what would this friend of the Ancestral Demon do?

Under the eyes of everyone, Qin Xuan slowly opened his eyes, he looked at this place lightly, ignoring the eyes of the three.

Immediately, he pointed a little.

The light on the tripod spreads, roar!

A golden light is like a pillar of heaven, rising up into the sky, as if thousands of dragons roar together, shaking the sky and the earth.

Qin Xuan stepped lightly, and the people fell shocked. At this moment, he climbed above the golden light, stepped on it, and stepped the golden light back into the cauldron abruptly.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, and the golden light contained essence, so nothing was wasted.

With his feet on the golden light, standing at the mouth of the tripod, afterwards, he swept his robe sleeves and sat cross-legged, and the whole person was sitting on the golden light and mysterious tripod.

"What is he going to do?"

Hua Shen Mu Ling, Li Xiangxin, and even Qin Yan'er were at a loss.

Qin Xuan's expression was calm, he suddenly condensed his hands, and his body shook slightly.

In an instant, his body was sinking like a mountain, and his body was sinking slowly, sinking into the profound cauldron, suppressing that terrifying spirit.

"Qingdi!"

Qin Yan'er couldn't help but lose his color, how terrifying the essence of the golden cauldron is, if a person falls into it, I am afraid that a few breaths will be crushed by that terrifying essence.

Qin Xuan entered the tripod alone?

Qin Xuan remained unmoved until his body slowly sank into the Shenmu Profound Ding. Immediately, an aura flew out from the cauldron and turned into a mysterious rune, sealing the mouth of the Ding.

At this point, the surroundings seemed to be completely plunged into a calm wave.

Only a little strange fragrance permeated and greedy people, but no demon dared to come, Qin Yan'er, Li Xiangxin, and Hua Shen Mu Ling looked at the great cauldron dumbfounded, speechless for a long time.

Inside the cauldron, Qin Xuan was sitting in it, the surrounding gods were boiling, hot like lava, and more spiritually filled with spirits surging around.

As soon as he entered this cauldron, Qin Xuan felt as if he had entered the deep sea, and the horrifying squeezing force of the surrounding spirit suddenly made his bones crackle.

The essence contained here is too terrifying, more than twenty big monsters, it is not something that the Qi refining period can bear.

Even the Golden Core and the Transcendent God Realm could not swallow them all.

Qin Xuan looked at a golden patch of gold in front of him, and slowly closed his eyes. After that, he let the magic soup boil, and his spirits were rolling, if the old monk entered concentration, withered trees and rocks, no foreign objects.

He disperses everything, if people float and sink in this spirit.

Only the Eternal Evergreen Art works, and every time it rotates for a week, the surrounding essence seems to be crazily pouring into his body.

This feeling is as if iron juice enters the bone, and the pain in it is tormented, and it is simply unbearable. It is like crushing an inch of flesh and blood, being poured with iron, and burning the internal organs.

However, Qin Xuan didn't seem to notice it, and he didn't even move his brows.

The eyes closed lightly, as if there were no foreign objects, and the indifferent expression had not even changed at all.

A stream of majestic essence enters the body, like a golden dragon, running through the meridians, entering from the body, returning to the heart, and into the sea of ​​blood.

In an instant, the sea of ​​blood seemed to boil, and golden dragons snaked on this bright red sea of ​​blood, like a group of dragons dancing wildly, overwhelming the sea.

The sea of ​​blood was boiling crazily at this moment, and there were countless storms rising up, submerging those golden essences.

Every time a golden dragon is swallowed by the sea of ​​blood, the sea of ​​blood at Qin Xuan's heart seems to be swelling, nine feet one, nine feet two...

Slowly breaking through the shackles and exceeding the limit.

Outside the tripod, Qin Yan'er looked at the time and couldn't help sighing, "It's been ten days!"

She stared at that great cauldron, for ten days and ten nights, Qin Xuan never moved in the great cauldron, as if he had merged with that god.

It's not that Qin Yan'er has never seen it closely, but the spirit is too terrifying, the Shenxi is filled, the eyes are full of color, and he can't see half of Qin Xuan's hair.

She seemed to be a little worried, Qin Xuan was really hit hard by the essence of the cauldron and fell into a worrying situation.

Until, on the eleventh day of the night, the bright moon shines, and if the silver screen illuminates the islands, there is a big demon looking up, roaring towards the moon, swallowing the essence of the sky, the essence of the sun and the moon.

Qin Yan'er sat quietly on a branch, which was a branch that Mu Ling dropped specifically for Qin Yan'er. The branch was like a swing, gently rippling.

She looked at the tripod, then at the moonlight, and finally sighed slightly.

Suddenly, a muffled sound seemed to disturb the night, causing the twigs and leaves of the ten thousand year old phoenix tree to tremble, and the green light gathered and turned into an old man.

Li Xiangxin also woke up from his cultivation, looking at the Xuanding in astonishment.

For ten days and ten nights, the tripod, which hadn't been moving at all, was trembling. Is it possible that Qin Xuan is about to leave?

With this thought together, immediately, the two of them Kazuki, their eyes fixed on the tripod, unable to move.

There was a gap in the tree crown, and a ray of moonlight passed through the sky-shielding tree crown and fell on the sacred wood mysterious tripod.

Quietly, the spiritual light dispersed, and a shadow burst out of the tripod.

When this shadow fell, and suddenly, both of them Kazuki were shocked, with different expressions on their faces.

Qin Xuan's feet were on the edge of Ding's mouth, Mu Yuehua in white, standing with his hands behind.

He lowered his head and glanced at the cauldron, Shen Xi and his essence were long gone, and his eyes were just a stream of clear water reflecting the moonlight.

"Unfortunately, it's still a bit short!"