Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

The expressions of everyone in the Hanlu tribe were solemn to the extreme.

They are all wearing treasure armor, magic weapons in the sky, staring to the west.

The West is located at a distance of 7.32 million miles, and in the extreme cold abyss, is the location of the Sky Sparrow.

Hedao Great Demon!

"Friend Qingdi, do you think the Hanlu tribe can surrender the Sky Sparrow?" Liu Yuyan spoke slowly, with a little uneasy in his eyes.

Of course, the Hanlu tribe has clearly stated that they do not need to participate in the capture of the Hanlu tribe.

But apart from this scaly temple, what can they have to face?

In order to invite them, the price paid by the Hanlu tribe is definitely not light.

Qin Xuan never responded, Liu Yuyan, who was accustomed to Qin Xuan's indifference, couldn't help but smile.

Beside the two of them, there are many rebirth Taoists.

Groups of three or five, or pairs of two, with the same condensed face nearby.

In the big formation, there was no sound, and under the light, Bai Ling could not be seen clearly.

"Ling'er!" There was pain in Bai Que's eyes, he knew that Bai Ling carried too much.

The great elder on the side couldn't help but sighed for a long time, "Patriarch, don't worry, although there is pain, within a stick of incense, it won't damage the root of Ling'er."

"A stick of incense, will the Sky Sparrow come?" There was grief in Bai Que's voice.

The Great Elder took a deep breath and said slowly, "Scaly Sparrow, my clan has been researching for tens of thousands of years, and the patriarch knows better than me, doesn't he?"

The voices of the two were not loud, but aside, the five elders twitched the corners of their mouths slightly, drawing a sneer arc.

Silence, in the Hanlu tribe, it was as heavy and silent as the mountains pressed down.

No one had ever spoken, and the people of the Hanlu tribe had fear in their eyes. Most of them had never seen the Dragon Scale Sparrow.

But the word 4th rank was enough to make them feel cold throughout their bodies, which was even colder than the extreme cold of the sky star.

The time for a stick of incense quietly passed.

Among the large array, there seemed to be a hoarse roar.

Bai Ling has almost endured the limit. He has kept a stick of incense for the pain of drawing blood and broken bones, and even he must stay awake, otherwise the effect of the large array will be half the result.

Bai Que's expression became more and more ugly, "Close the battle, Ling'er can't hold it!"

"No!" As soon as his words fell, the five elders on the side suddenly said, "He is the body of sin, what is the pain?"

"Fourth-Rank Great Demon, your intelligence is not weaker than you and me. If the breath suddenly disappears, who can guarantee next time that the Scaly Sparrow will come back!?"

The fifth elder stood up and said righteously, "Is it possible that the dead elders are more important than a moment of pain for your Baique son?"

"You!" Bai Que stood up angrily, "Fuck your mother, Ling'er he..."

Bai Que was almost angered by the words of the five elders, and his anger attacked his heart.

Suddenly, in the distance, a crow crowed, resounding throughout the world.

The sound seemed to be like a sharp knife passing over the entire Hanlu tribe.

There were glaciers cracking, clouds spreading, and some cultivators from the Hanlu tribe had bleeding in their ears and howled in pain.

"What sound is this!"

"Scaly Sky Sparrow? Hiss, as expected to be a Fourth-Rank Great Demon, just screaming, it is terrifying to such an extent!"

"Look, that's..."

In the eyes of everyone, where the west is, under the sun of the three suns, huge black shadows come from a distance and gradually become bigger.

Until, the shadow appeared in everyone's eyes.

The head of the bird, the scales of the dragon, the wingspan...

"Where is this bird, the body of ten thousand feet!"

"No, I'll be careful!"

"Fourth-Rank Great Demon, this is Fourth-Rank Great Demon!"

A sound of horror and horror swept over the Hanlu tribe.

The scaly sky sparrow has a body of ten thousand feet, and its silver wings are like covering the sky.

The wings shook, and the terrifying wind pressure fell like an endless blade in the Cold Wind Tribe.

The glacier cracked, and the palace buildings trembled crazily, even if it was a Taoist monarch, it was too small in front of these four-rank great demon.

"Hanlu Tribe!"

The Heavenly Sparrow spoke, a terrifying voice swept the entire Hanlu tribe, and the four-rank great demon was actually spitting words.

"Do it!"

Bai Que roared at this moment, and in an instant, he made a giant net in his hand.

Fourth grade heavy treasure! Catch the dragon net!

In an instant, this net rose against the sky, more than ten thousand feet, trying to enshroud the scaly tempeh.

"This is a Fourth-Rank Heavy Treasure? The Hanlu tribe hides so deeply!"

"It seems that the Hanlu tribe is here prepared, even if it is a scaly tempeh, if it is trapped by these four-rank heavy treasures, it is impossible to escape easily!"

"It's no wonder that the Hanlu tribe is confident to capture this scaly sparrow!"

Many Taoists, everyone could not help being shocked.

The bird of ten thousand feet, the net of ten thousand feet, in an instant, it seems to touch in the air.

Suddenly, above the sky, the Sky Sparrow disappeared.

"what!?"

The sudden change made the tribesmen of Cold Wind tribes who were happy and stunned with the inviters who were relieved.

I saw a ray of silver light flying across the sky under the dragon-catching net, rushing out of the dragon-catching net.

"The ridiculous human race, thinking that you can use a magic weapon to trap the deity?" From the ten thousand feet of the body, the palm-sized scaly sparrow uttered human words, with a full face of sarcasm.

The eyes of the Dragon Scale Sparrow showed murderous intent, "The thief who stole the heir of the deity, die!"

He went straight to Baique, so fast that even everyone's eyes could not keep up.

"Scaly Sky Sparrow, my Cold Heron tribe can't get dead eggs. It's something you don't want. Even if my Cold Heron tribe doesn't take it, it will be buried in the wind and snow." Quietly, the void split, a palm of one hand , Which happened to appear in front of the Dragon Scale Sky Sparrow.

In the palm of the hand, it seems that there is a terrible road, and in the vaguely, there is the sound of a white egret.

In an instant, the palm of the hand pinched the scaly temple.

boom!

The palm of his hand collided with the Sky Sparrow, and just for an instant, the old man who walked out of the void in the rift had bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and under the terrifying force of the Sky Sparrow, he retreated a full thousand feet.

"Queer!"

The old man's eyes flashed, condensing the void, solidifying the surrounding void.

The dragon-catching net in the sky immediately enveloped the old man's palm, "Hanlu Tribe!"

The scaly sparrow roared, and the old man let go, and he could see that his palm was about to penetrate.

In the dragon-catching net, the scaly titmouse struggles constantly, and the bird sings the world, wanting to transform into a ten thousand-foot body, breaking through these four-rank treasures, but unfortunately, it was too reckless. From the moment it appeared, it fell into In the plan of the Hanlu tribe.

"Wow, the ancestor's power!"

"Fourth-Rank Great Demon, we really caught Fourth-Rank Great Demon!"

"If I can surrender, my Hanlu tribe can be as good as the Yinlong tribe. I don't need to take the risk of capturing eggs every year, just give a drop of blood for a thousand years!"

The entire Hanlu tribe seemed to be boiling at this moment.

"The Hanlu tribe actually succeeded, and in such a short period of time." Liu Yuyan couldn't help being shocked by the side. It was a fourth-rank great demon, even the Heavenly Lotus Cangxue Sect did not want to provoke existence, but Successfully captured by the Hanlu tribe.

Only Qin Xuan was aside, his face under the cloak as calm as water.

Bai Que, the great elder never had any joy on his face, including the ancestor of harmony.

Instead, they became more solemn and seemed to be waiting for something.

Only the fifth elders were smiling, a little stern, and even more proud.

Vaguely, in the carnival of the Hanlu tribe, Qin Xuan seemed to hear a certain sound.

Qin Xuan naturally knew what this voice was.

Longyin!