Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

After this news, the world trembled.

Countless overseas powerhouses were shocked and inexplicable. Three years have passed since the Qing Emperor single-handedly defeated Mount Olympus and went wild.

The Chinese Emperor seemed to have no news anymore, and the world's major forces and even countries could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Who could have imagined that in three years, there would be a woman who would go abroad wearing a Buddhist clothing to destroy the blood of the monks?

There are many blood monks. The Boyo family may not be the most powerful, but they are definitely not weak. There is even a world-destroying grand duke sitting in sleep.

Today, the Boyo clan has been completely wiped out, the huge castle has been turned into ruins, and hundreds of powerful people have shed blood.

"Has Huaxia been crazy in recent years?"

"A woman who dared to do this kind of thing, is she really a blood monk to cheat?"

"Hey, another unfamiliar strong man came out of Huaxia. Is she going to follow the path of the Qing Emperor?"

The whole world was shaken, and the blood monk was even more angry. A large family who had been acquainted with the earl family screamed, wanting to kill this girl and avenge the Bojo family.

This news, not only overseas, but also within China.

When Mo Qinglian hung up on Longchi Mountain, her face suddenly turned pale.

She finally understood why Xiao Wu would say such inexplicable words before.

Mo Qinglian had heard about Xiao Wu.

In the past Haiqing catastrophe, Xiao Rujun died, Wu Bodhisattva avenged his husband peacefully, and finally died under the hands of the Holy See of Guangming and the poison of the gods.

In the old days, Xiao Wu was weak and had not yet entered the path of cultivation. Qin Xuan even gifted Xiao Wu Baojing for this reason. Since then, Xiao Wu has stayed in the Pluo Temple and did not go out, and only went out twice in a few years.

"She is cultivating, want to avenge her parents?" Mo Qinglian's face turned pale, and she regretted agreeing to Xiao Wu.

No wonder, Xiao Wu entrusted Qin Xuan to her.

No wonder, Xiao Wu would make such a parting move.

Mo Qinglian's face became paler and paler. She understood that Xiao Wu might be able to destroy a Bo Yue family with the power of one person, but in the face of the gods and the Holy See, how could Xiao Wu win again?

In this world, not everyone is a blue emperor. She once felt the breath of Xiao Wu. In terms of strength, she now has a golden core. Xiao Wu may be one point better than her, but in the face of the world’s number one power in the Holy See, To the gods who even possess nuclear weapons, it is tantamount to being a man's arm.

Xiao Wu walked a dead end!

Mo Qinglian's face suddenly turned pale, and Qin Yan'er frowned in the distance.

She didn't know Xiao Wu, let alone why Mo Qinglian had such an expression.

Mo Qinglian's body was faint, falling into silence, she looked at the top of Longchi Mountain.

Do you want to keep your promise?

Perhaps when Xiao Wu died, no one in the world would compete with her for Qin Xuan.

People have selfishness, and everyone in the world is like this. Mo Qinglian is the sweet girl of the sky. The concept has been instilled in her mind since modern times. She never wants to share her beloved with her.

Therefore, Mo Qinglian hesitated, her face became paler and she was struggling with anxiety.

The entire Longchi Mountain seemed to fall into silence.

...

Overseas, in an uninhabited island.

This island does not belong to any country. Perhaps it originally belonged to a certain country.

But since a certain force settled in, the island was bought at a sky-high price.

Few people know that the owner of this island is now called the gods.

Under this island, there is a deep-sea base, which hides many terrible weapons.

This is just one of the bases of the gods. With forces like the gods, they will never concentrate all their power in one place. You must know that even the current powers will be jealous of the scientific research results of the gods.

Now, near this island, there are two monks, an old and a young, standing in a canoe.

The Buddha's clothing dances lightly with the sea breeze, kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

When the two figures jinru were within the cordon of the gods, they had already been discovered.

A submarine quietly approached the two men and issued a warning.

Facing the warning sound, the two did not hear it.

"Is that the man who cultivated Buddha in China?" Among the gods, an old man of Asian half-length as a machine spoke slowly. His heart was even made of machinery to support his life.

When he saw Xiao Wu's face on the screen, he frowned.

This is not difficult to identify, not to mention that the destruction of the Bojo family has already spread throughout the world.

"What are we going to do?" someone asked next to him.

"The visitor is not good, don't let her get close to the base, send out the 12th and the 9th." The old cyborg slowly said.

Immediately, in the depths of the base, two pairs of scarlet eyes lit up and rushed out of the island.

At the same time, the submarine sneaking in the sea has also turned on the torpedo, skimming in the deep sea, and hitting the canoe directly.

boom!

In an instant, the light boat was annihilated in the artillery fire, the waves exploded, and thick smoke billowed.

From the smoky sea, a figure broke out and landed safely on the island.

Xiao Wu was full of faint golden ze, as if shrouded in the light of Buddha, like a bodhisattva, walking with his fingers.

She looked up and saw the two humanoid war machines, her pupils indifferent.

boom!

A huge bodhisattva's image has appeared in the sky. It is three feet tall. If cast in gold, it is no different from reality.

The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, and his palm fell like a golden mountain.

The entire island seemed to be plunged into an endless roar, Xiao Wu's eyes were indifferent, looking at the two war machines that were blocking the attack, he whispered Buddha's voice, "!"

In one word, the Buddha's power is mighty, almost dyeing the sky golden, the Buddha's light is diffuse, coming from the west, wanting to universalize all living beings.

After several hours of fighting, the entire island has been split apart and torn apart.

Xiao Wu's face was pale, she couldn't help but cough up a bit of blood, and walked out of the base that had become a ruin underground.

The water poured out, completely submerging the base made by the gods.

There was an old man whose face was half of a mechanical head rolled to the ground, stained with blood, with mechanical sparks at the corner of his mouth, making mechanical sounds.

"How can it be!"

With the injection of seawater, the old man was completely annihilated in this sea.

"Monastery Lord, you are already seriously injured, so you can't fight anymore!" The old monk admonished bitterly.

"Next place!" Xiao Wu was indifferent, wiped the blood from his lips and teeth with the demon Buddha's clothing, and walked off the sea amidst the helpless sigh of the old monk.

The old monk looked sad, and he couldn't bear it.

If this continues, this young monk will die.

The old monk lowered his head and shook the phone in the handshake, and all the pictures of the previous Xiao Wu battle were shot on it.

He passed the old young figure in his heart, turned his head and looked east.

"She is dying!"

"Donor, don't you know?"

"Please save him!"

The old monk prayed in his heart, and his aftermath fell on the crumbling Xiao Wu, his expression even more sad.

Sigh endlessly!