Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Little bugs! ?

Wudu's face was blue and red at this moment, especially when he showed his joy with all his strength, he was actually broken by Qin Xuan.

This even made Wudu feel a great humiliation in his heart, "You are so crazy, you dare to be so rampant! I would like to see how you can stop me!"

Before the sound fell, he had already condensed the formula.

It was another Five-Rank Ling Jue, the white mist was tumbling, turning into a sea, and rolling towards Qin Xuan.

Unlike before, this white mist has never been misty, on the contrary, every strand is extremely heavy, as if it was going to crush the mountains.

"This is the Mingkong Town Demon Art of the Wu Family!" Someone exclaimed. This Mingkong Town Demon Art is very famous in Middle-earth. It was created by an old Wu Family and once suppressed a statue in the Wild Mountain Range. He Dao Demon King, relying on the Five-Rank Spirit Jue, but he is in harmony with Dao.

The white mist pours down like a sky, and the eyes are vast.

Qin Xuan handed Zhu Wen boy into the white mist alone, and the body guard Zhenyuan kept shaking in front of him, and even cracks appeared.

Qin Xuan smiled faintly as he entered the long river of white mist.

He let go of Zhu Wen, and said softly, "Da Jiner!"

Da Jin'er flew out from Qin Xuan's shoulder and grabbed Zhu Wen with the size of a grain of rice. After that, Qin Xuan's body was shocked.

The Bahuang combat body was fully open, and there were nine dragon patterns on both fists. He was like a long river, bombarding forward.

Fist fell into the white mist, as if smashing the mountain.

Boom boom boom...

A violent roar sounded like thunder.

Qin Xuan had a brilliant light in his eyes, as if he had blazed a trail alone.

He nearly smashed the white mist for several tens of meters. The white mist was still in front of him, and the road opened behind him was also enveloped by the white mist.

"If you want to transform your spirits, you can also break my Wujia Ling Jue, wishful thinking!"

In the air, Wudu smiled, feeling Qin Xuan trapped in the white mist, his eyes flashing cold.

Mingkong Town Demon Art, as long as his mana is constant, the white mist will be endless, and it can even confuse perception. The Great Demon of the Combination Dao at the time was exhausted by his Wu family ancestors.

In the white mist, Qin Xuan seemed to be aware of it, and the corner of his mouth was slightly picked.

"There is a mere magic trick, not to mention that the white mist trapped me Qin Changqing, it is the Tianhe of the immortal world, how can it stop me?"

His voice resounded in the white mist, and suddenly he stepped on it.

Fight nine styles, step on Vientiane!

When he stepped on, this piece of white mist was almost pierced by him. A huge pit appeared on the ground of Sky Pearl City. The surrounding buildings, including the Pearl Tower, collapsed instantly under this terrifying crack, surrounding the white mist. , A ruin emerged.

Many monks looked at this horrible scene, their faces were shocked, a radius of ten feet, instantaneous ruins, and Qin Xuan was still in the Mingkong Town Demon Art.

In the white mist, Qin Xuan used the power of a step to make people rise up into the sky like a mad dragon.

He squeezed the void with both fists, and his blood was like a giant hammer, bombarding his head.

A roar!

It was as if the sky hammer fell into the river, and the force of a hammer almost broke the entire piece of white fog.

Fighting nine-style hammer day!

Qin Xuan squinted in his eyes, and for the first time he glanced at the incredibly foggy crossing in the sky, and smiled faintly, "People of the Wu family, I didn't look for you, but destroyed myself."

Before Wudu was angry, Qin Xuan rushed towards the Wudu like a Changhong.

In an instant, he was close to Wudu, with whirlpools in his eyes, as deep as the starry sky, as if to see everything in this world.

When Wudu was about to condense the tactics, Qin Xuan had already started, and his palm was like a blade, slicing on Wudu's body guard.

Daojun's middle-grade bodyguard is like paper in Qin Xuan's palm knife. If you look closely, you can find that Qin Xuan's palm has a dense blood pattern. These blood patterns are different from the Eight Desolation War patterns. It seemed more like a kind of restriction, under this restriction, Qin Xuan's palm was extremely sharp.

With this palm, he went to Wudu Ning Jue's hands.

Wudu was shocked in his heart, disregarding Lingjue, disregarding the arrogance of Daojun, and suddenly, with a thought, there was a shield, like scales, that appeared in front of him, blocking Qin Xuan's palm.

Under this palm, the runes on Qin Xuan's palm were filled, and the scaled shield broke out with a roar, and the void was even more powerful, as if two mountains collided and the void would be destroyed.

Wudu only felt as if his mind was hit by a sledgehammer, and the counter-shock power from this fifth-rank magic weapon was too terrifying, as if this palm could almost cut the fifth-rank big shield into two.

Wudu retreated. At this moment, how could he care for what kind of face, Qin Xuan's body was too strong, but he was not a double cultivation of law and body, and he was fighting at close range, naturally he was at a disadvantage.

Before he retreats, Qin Xuan seemed to see through Wudu's actions. He stepped forward and hit the big shield with a punch. There were strange runes on his fist. The fist slammed down, and the formation pattern on the fifth-rank big shield seemed to collapse, as if it was annihilated by this fist.

"This is..." The ancestor of the Zhu family was in the distance, and Qin Xuan's attack caused his pupils to shrink.

The magic weapon has the magic weapon because of the extraordinary material, coupled with the smelting array, it has all kinds of powers.

And the formation pattern on the magic weapon is extremely strong. Under normal circumstances, as long as the magic weapon itself is not broken, the magic weapon formation pattern is almost impossible to be destroyed, but now, the formation pattern on the Xuanming scale shield has the potential to be smashed.

This is absolutely impossible, and it is too incredible, as if Qin Xuan's fist is enough to break the formation and break the law.

The ancestor of the Zhu family looked at Qin Xuan, the mirror was almost magnified many times, and he saw the runes on the face of Qin Xuan’s fist, but what made the ancestor of the Zhu family bewildered was that he didn’t know it at all, just intuition, which could cause formation patterns The power that is almost loose is related to the runes on Qin Xuan's fist.

In the shock of the ancestors of the Zhu family, Qin Xuan had already attacked like a storm.

He fisted, every punch, every kick, almost bombarding the weakness of the magic weapon, and even blocked the way of retreat for Wudu.

If Wudu doesn't stop and block, he will definitely endure Qin Xuan's attack with his body.

At this moment, Wudu is almost full of misery, only to support it hard, even the corners of the mouth are bleeding.

The counter-shock power on the Xuanming scale shield is too terrifying, every time it almost makes him feel hit by the mountains, how could this power be possessed by the cultivator of the gods.

The surrounding monks were even more stunned, looking at the fog crossing like sandbags in the air, and their minds were blank.

Transforming God Realm and Returning to Void Dao Sovereign, who was so devastating, is it possible that Mo Yun star is already ten days in the sky?

At this moment, the pattern on the Xuanming scale shield finally dissipated, and the light was dim. Even though the material was extraordinary, there was no magic light.

A fifth-rank magic weapon was destroyed by Qin Xuan's fist in this way. Before Wudu could even react, he suddenly discovered that he could no longer control the Xuanming scale shield.

Qin Xuanruo was a **** of war, with cold eyes, a fist wrapped in the Eight Desolation War Patterns, under the curious rune, directly smashed the Wudu's body protector's essence and landed on Wudu's chest.

The mana was like a tide. At this moment, Wudu could only do that to defend against Qin Xuan's punch.

boom!

With a punch, Wudu nearly spurted blood and retreated two kilometers, like a meteor, passing by the building below.

Qin Xuan never pursued this time. He watched Wudu spray blood in the distance, and the restriction on his fist quietly dissipated.

With a slap on his waist, Xuanguang Slashing Dragon Gourd had already appeared in the air, Biaoqiang had an aura, turned into a large virtual image, carrying Xuanguang Slashing Dragon Gourd.

"Daojun, but I want to vent my anger for the Wu family and get a bit of face. It's a pity... You look down on me, Qin Changqing. In the mere Wu family, I never put my eyes on Qin Changqing."

"Your Wu family dare not kill me Qin Changqing, but I, Qin Changqing, kill you Wu family Taoist, your Wu family..."

"What can you do?"

Qin Xuan slowly said, his mana entered the profound light and cut the dragon gourd, and Bianqian roared, and the dragon chanted the world.

"dead!"

One word, Xuanguang shocked the sky, like a cracking world!