Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Tianxiao Pavilion, a great treasure in harmony.

The legend is that Han Xiao was able to obtain from the secret realm in the starry sky, and then refining for thousands of years, once used this pavilion as a cave mansion, collecting people and refining things, and cultivating medicine.

In the realm of cultivation, the higher the rank, the rarer the magic weapon, such as the Sky Cloud Sect, I am afraid that there are few magic weapons above the fourth rank, not more than ten.

Qin Xuan Yukong entered this Tianxiao Pavilion, and the surroundings seemed to be spinning around. When Qin Xuan's eyes settled, it was already a secluded scenery.

The water is gurgling, the rockery is high, and there is a jade pavilion carved with beasts and birds.

It seems to be a house, a paradise, and at the end of the house, it is not a house but a bridge.

Where the bridge is, mist is rolling in the air, covering half of the bridge, making it impossible to see through it.

In this courtyard, there are dozens of monks, mostly disciples of the Illusion Cloud Sect.

Since Qin Xuan entered it, his eyes couldn't help but pause.

Chang Yan entered this Heavenly Heaven Pavilion with him, but now he has no trace and is not behind him.

Qin Xuan glanced across the secluded scenery, smiled faintly, and finally looked at the bridge.

It was not just him, but dozens of great cultivators who were present at the scene were all focused on the fog bridge, and Qin Xuan entered it, not attracting anyone's attention.

"Senior Brother Xunshou, how do you walk across this bridge?" Someone took a deep breath and looked at the long gray bridge with extremely solemn eyes.

On this bridge, there are exactly three or five storage jade pendants, and the light falls on this bridge dimly.

This was the person who rushed the bridge before, but was banned, and the transformation of the gods was reduced to nothingness.

Many disciples of the Phantom Yunzong cast their gazes on one of the tall middle-aged, and the middle-aged stared, "When I cross this bridge, you will explore the method of crossing the bridge. If you are not sure, don't want to jin　ru."

He took a deep breath, his face solemn.

Among these dozens of great cultivators of transforming gods, he is the strongest, half a step in the realm of true monarch.

Observing for a moment, Xun Shou gently stepped on his feet, and the figure was like a cloud of mist, looming, floating towards the fog bridge.

After he stepped into the long bridge, a forbidden light suddenly appeared on the fog bridge.

A chain rushed towards Xunshou, Xunshou's eyes condensed slightly, his hands suddenly condensed, his body stamina more than doubled.

The chain pierced through the afterimage of Xunshou, and Xunshou had already stepped into this bridge a hundred steps away. Suddenly, the stone bridge shook and rushed out of almost a hundred chains, like a net of heaven and earth, strangling towards Xunshou.

"Out!"

On the bridge, there was a burst of shouting, Xun Shou's eyes flashed, and from his hand, a tortoise shield appeared.

Boom boom boom...

In just an instant, those chains fell on the tortoiseshell shield, Xun Shou grunted, bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

Immediately, there was a ray of astonishment in his eyes, and with this counter-shock force, he would not hesitate to be seriously injured, intending to rush into the vast mist.

Just when Xun Shou was about to step into the mist, surprisingly, in the mist, there seemed to be a light music sounding, gracefully and gracefully, Xun Shou's eyes were concentrated, guarded, and not affected by half.

call!

With a sound of breaking wind, a palm of one hand slowly protruded from the mist.

The slender palm makes the scalp numb. On this palm, there are all seeping green hairs, and the nails are curved, like sharp blades.

Xun Shou never thought that there are still creatures in this mist?

He was almost shocked, and immediately, he held a talisman in his hand.

Seven-Rank Escape Light Talisman!

At the moment that Lu Mao's palm easily smashed his body protector's true essence, Xun Shou had already crushed the talisman, and if there was light, he immediately turned back.

boom!

With a muffled sound, Xun Shou rolled a few breaths on the ground, and then he wowed out a big mouthful of blood, looking at the depths of the mist with horror.

Lumao's palm had disappeared silently, concealing into the vast mist.

And in front of Xun Shou's chest, he quietly turned into nothingness, as if decayed, and the flesh and blood on his chest was even more decayed, filled with death.

"what?"

All the great cultivators of God Transformation looked at the foggy bridge with trepidation.

Even Xunshou almost lost it, how could they be spared?

"Isn't Master Liu Chen saying that there is no owner in the Tianxiao Pavilion, and the prohibition is almost rotten, can you easily walk through it?" There is a great cultivator of Yunzong Huashen with a pale face.

The strongest among their many great cultivators cannot pass this long bridge. How can they pass this bridge?

In the presence, there are three or five days of Yunzong Huashen's great monks who are also pale. They are all seeking and elder generations, and the most powerful are not the middle grades of Huashen. Not to mention them?

Tianxiao Pavilion is a great treasure of the same Dao. If the prohibition in this is still complete, it is borrowing them a hundred courage, and they dare not trade in it.

"Don't worry!"

Suddenly, Xun Shou's eyes flashed, and he sat cross-legged, using mana to nurture the deprived flesh and blood in his chest.

When Xun Shou said, the many disciples of Illusory Cloud Sect Transformation were quiet.

The eyes of Tianyunzong and the other great cultivators of God Transformation were focused on Xun Shou.

Xun Shou healed his wounds while transmitting his voice, "Master Liu Chen is right. Although there are restrictions in this long bridge, the restrictions are indeed rotten. If I expected it well, the chains of restrictions are a step-by-step rule. I used to step on the bridge more than a hundred steps, but the chain of prohibition is not a hundred steps. I have explored a few of them where I can not disturb the prohibition. If you can follow me, you can walk across this bridge!"

Speaking of this, Xun Shou couldn't help but frown, and continued to transmit his voice: "The only thing I can't see is the green claws in the vast mist, which can regain vitality, rotten clothes and my blood. After a while, I will Go try."

After Xun Shou Yin fell, the disciples of the Great Transformation Monk couldn't help being surprised.

The other great cultivators looked at Illusion Cloud Sect with extremely ugly expressions, especially the cultivators of Tianyun Sect. They didn't know what Xun Shou had discovered.

"I don't believe it. I have been practicing hard all my life. Do I still be afraid of a masterless magic weapon?" After a few breaths, an old man's expression appeared angry, and he coldly looked at the guard, "The land of the northern wasteland, capable people. How many are not unique to your Illusion Cloud Sect."

Soon, the old man wanted to emulate Xun Shou and explore this prohibition.

He stepped into the long bridge, landed on the bridge one step, and jumped suddenly, intending to pass the bridge across the sky.

As soon as the old man got up, he suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood, as if being suppressed by Wanshan, his body seemed to be twisted. Then, two restraint chains pierced through his body, accompanied by restraints flashing, the old man's body turned out to be like a mist. Clothes, bones and blood all turned into nothingness, wisps of blood mist into the vast mist, leaving only a little storage magic treasure, gathered on this bridge.

"Idiot!" Many of the Illusory Cloud Sect disciples showed sarcasm, even more lightly.

At this moment, a figure suddenly walked out of the crowd and walked towards Changqiao calmly.

"It's a bridge, just walk through."

Qin Xuan walked forward with his hands in his hand, and he turned his head and glanced at the great cultivators of Yunzong that day.

"Several nephews and optimistic about it, uncle..."

"Shuer waits for the bridge!"

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Sorry, the update is so late today, it's a bit crappy.

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