Urban Carefree Immortal Emperor

"Oh!" The three-foot sword in Xiaowu's hands fell unsteadily and fell to the ground. The metal sword body and the green brick ground collided and made a clear sound. In addition to this voice, heaven and earth are here. For a moment, there was silence!

Xiao Wu stared dumbfounded at the teenager slowly leaving in front of him.

The old man was equally stunned staring at the teenager in front.

The black guy who had stayed behind them stared at the boy in front of him in the same stun.

All three were so shocked that their mouths widened, as if a big duck egg was stuffed into their throats, and there was no word to say!

The most shocked was the black bodyguard. At this time, he looked at the young man who was slowly leaving in the early morning sunlight, only feeling his legs soft, like falling ice cave!

The first realm of cultivation is refining. Cultivation of the body is mainly divided into five small realms, which are opening eyes, nose, ears, mouth, and the last Yuelongmen!

The two in front of them are the most powerful and noble figures in Jiangnan City. They have many resources and naturally come into contact with cultivation. However, because Xiaowu is the youngest and has a short time to actually start practicing, he only opens up a few tips.

Although the old man has a high weight, when he comes down, he has a lot of dark illnesses and is old, so he only barely opened up two tricks.

But this black guy in front of him is different. He was carefully selected from the hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the Jiangnan City Army. The most talented soldiers have already gotten all the tricks together, only the last Yuelongmen!

As soon as the Dragon Gate passed, he immediately transformed into one of the youngest base builders in the Dragon Empire. The future is bright and frank!

However, it is such a master who knows everything, and the black guy himself is sure that he can't react like the teenager just now! !!

The limit he can do is to avoid all darts in a short position, and not be able to get close to the darts like Yan Huang, and then calmly release the darts!

What a horrible cultivation this boy is, and how horrible his self-cultivation is!

This is the last word he spoke. "Don't block my way!"

The indifferent expression, the calm expression, as if the high heaven **** is merciful to the mortal world, how proud he is, how disdainful of everything around him!

Yes, from the beginning, Yan Huang had already seen darts blocking training outside the woods.

But when I see it, I see it, I just want to go straight, me! on! Yes! lazy! Got it! Around! road! avoid! open!

I am a grand emperor, why should I avoid it?

Isn't it just the three little guys in the realm of gas refining? I, the Emperor Yan Huang, never looked at me.

No before, neither now!

...

After exiting the grove, there is an internal park in Jiulongshan Community. Although it is a park, it has a huge area with various rockery fountains, garden running tracks, basketball courts, and tennis courts.

A lot of old people and teenagers who are getting up in the morning are doing morning training, and a dining wooden house is built on the flat side of the park. When Yan Huang sees it, he walks towards the wooden house.

After practicing all night, he was hungry.

On this side, when the old man, the little dancer, and the black guy reacted, they only found that Yan Huang had left chicly and walked straight to a breakfast cabin.

"Little Luo!" The old man froze for a while, then his heart leaped violently, a pair of eyes excitedly and intensely stared at Yan Huang, angrily shouted.

"Lao Mo, I'm sure he's definitely broke through to the building base!" The black guy named Ronaldo knew what the old man wanted to know, and said directly.

"Zhuji!" Said these two words, even if Mo Lao and Xiaowu had some guesses in their hearts, they were equally shocked to take a breath of air!

Let me ask, Ronaldinho is now 27 or 8 years old. Since the resurgence of the earth's aura began ten years ago, he was secretly cultivated after being picked by the empire. Now I have practiced for about 7 or 8 years, but I only walked to the gate of the building base! The last step before jumping into the dragon gate!

At this speed, Ronaldinho has been rated as a cultivating genius by the empire!

Today, the Shenlong Empire can cultivate to the realm of building bases, which are all old monsters with white hair fluttering, various ancient martial arts families and mysterious denominations.

However, now, in front of him, a teenager who is only seventeen or eighteen years old has probably reached the foundation of construction! How could he not be surprised!

Her beloved granddaughter was also seventeen or eighteen years old, but only opened her eyes! I don't know how many miles away from Tsuki.

"Go, let's visit this gentleman!" After all, Mo Lao Rong Ma was half-length, and after going through various big scenes, he quickly adjusted his mentality, smoothed his sleeves, and walked to Yan Huang, even the name of Yan Huang. Become "Mr."

See genuine @ 章） n section d on n +

Since the resurgence of Aura ten years ago, various amazing people and various mysterious and strange phenomena have begun to appear in various parts of the world. Even because of the discovery and excavation of ancient civilizations, the empire has gradually been sorted out, and experiments have proved some effective means of cultivation.

This is an era of turbulence and rapid change. Rong Ma is half-life, and politically sensitive Mo Lao understands that with the development of the times, he must be the world of cultivators in the future!

At this time, I met a boy who was so bad against the sky. This is a huge opportunity that God gave him!

Along the way, everyone passing by nodded and respected Mo Lao respectfully, trying to talk a few words, but in the past, laughing and laughing, Mo Lao who was harmonious everywhere just nodded slightly, and then hurriedly walked towards Yan Huang go with.

Everyone in the garden was faint for a while, and they soon discovered that the reason why Mo Lao was so hurried was for a teenager. One by one, curiosity rose, and they followed in silence.

As soon as Yan Huang walked to the wooden house, he smelled a fragrant smell of meat. A woman in her forties was sitting behind the counter, stroking a coughing little boy across the chest, full of love. Overflowing with face.

"Handsome guy, what do you want to eat, should you try our shop's signature shiitake mushroom meat buns?" The women greeted them with enthusiasm as soon as they saw guests coming.

This is the Jiulongshan Garden Community. People who live here are either rich or expensive. Naturally, the woman greets with 200% enthusiasm and dares not to offend.

"Okay." Yan Huang nodded, took the meat bag that the woman quickly handed over, bite it down, and it turned out that the skin was thick and thin, full of fragrance.

"Cough ..." The thin little boy in the shop was still coughing, his voice was hoarse, his face flushed red, and Yan Huang looked up.

Yan Huang slowly put a few buns in his mouth, wiped his hands, and turned to walk to the school. It's a long way from school, and he will be late if he doesn't leave.

"Hey, handsome guy, you haven't paid yet!" Yan Huang didn't take two steps, and the owner who sold the buns hurriedly chased them up, 4 big meat buns, 10 yuan! "

Yan Huang frowned slightly and turned around. The sentence that he had been saying in the last life was instinctual, and the ghost said it badly: "Pay, do you know my identity?"