Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Xuantian Zhenzong!

Mountains and mountains are suspended in the air, palaces, buildings, hidden in the clouds, half-covered, like a fairyland on earth.

There are even more birds and beasts neighing, and there are dragons, golden cranes, and peacocks hovering around many floating mountains.

Those are some existing mounts, resting here all year round.

However, outside this True Heavenly Sect, many figures have been waiting for a long time.

There are more than a million people, but it is not crowded.

Around this Xuantian Zhenzong, each has its own domain.

Most of them are powerful men who lead their younger generations to ride on flying boats and treasure ships, standing everywhere in the sky.

There are also extraordinary lone travelers, such as standing on the dragon, with their feet on heavy treasures.

Although there are millions of people, it is quiet and peaceful, without any noise.

Until, within Xuantian Zhenzong, a flute suddenly came out.

The sound of the flute was gentle and long, but in the ears of everyone, among millions of monks, it seemed to be calm and comfortable.

"Xuantian Baodi, the third-rank supreme treasure, it is extraordinary!" One of the hundred people said, he stood on a different bird with the blood of Dapeng, standing proudly, and the surrounding monks avoided him for hundreds of feet and awe.

Mahayana Supreme, the ancestor of cutting the way!

In one of the three largest galaxies, in terms of strength, it is enough to rank in the top twenty among the three galaxies.

The surrounding monks couldn't help but be surprised by the power of the flute sound. There were millions of monks around, and this flute sound could calm their minds. You know, the millions of monks around are no lack of powerful and supreme ones.

The sound of the flute continued for nine breaths, and a long rainbow suddenly rose in the Xuantian True Sect. Ten thousand long rainbows, with different colors of streamers, spread out from the Xuantian True Sect and went straight into the sky.

"Xuantian Zhenzong, here, welcoming you all." An old man with white beard and chest, immortal wind, standing at the end of the vast Changhong.

The millions of cultivators' eyes shook slightly, and immediately, someone said lightly: "Invite the old man, long time no see!"

One person stepped, he flipped his palm to put away the treasure ship, landed on the Changhong, and stepped slowly.

Many people saw this figure, their eyes slightly startled.

Invite Light Supreme is one of the ten Supreme Supremes of Xuantian Zhenzong, anyone dare to call his name?

"Dao Friendship has not been seen for a long time, this time I personally visit, invite Guangding and Dao friends to have a happy drink!"

The middle-aged man smiled faintly, and behind him, a young figure also fell, following him.

"Okay, after my disciple wins the championship, I will be happy with the old man!"

The middle-aged man said with a hint of arrogance, "Xuan'er, let's go!"

He stepped in the Changhong, slowly, but if he shrank to an inch, he crossed the Changhong in just five steps and appeared in front of the Supreme Inviting Light.

"If you win the championship, you should be more cautious. How can you humiliate yourself with the supreme face!?" Inviting light chuckled, and stared at the middle-aged man who was close at hand. Enter the clan every year.

The middle-aged man didn't say it or not, with a faint smile, and disappeared into everyone's eyes.

It was not until the middle-aged man left that many monks realized this.

"That's... Prisoner Star Supreme, hiss, Demon Dao Supreme is here too!?"

"There are very few Demon Dao cultivators in the Sea Desolate Galaxy, and this Demon Dao Supreme has no sect to rely on. He has a descendant!?"

Just when many monks were in an uproar, another figure fell on the Changhong.

Dao Zhan Dao ancestor, he took a middle-aged man into this Changhong, and walked towards the true Xuantian sect together.

Two supreme!

The three major galaxies are no more than a hundred supreme, and now, as soon as they appear, it is the two supreme that come to observe.

This is just a conference on Taoism, a grand gathering for the younger generations, and it shocked the Supreme to come in person.

After the two great masters stepped among them, many people looked at each other, and for a while, they didn't even dare to move forward.

They were afraid that when they stepped into Changhong rashly, there would be Supreme. Brushed the supreme face, who can bear the wrath of the supreme?

At this moment, three figures moved again and fell towards the Changhong.

Many monks condensed their gazes, "There is another supreme coming?"

Even Inviting Light Supreme couldn't help but stare slightly, and immediately, the millions of cultivators present couldn't help but show anger.

I saw that above the Changhong, where is the supreme, but two Taoist monarchs, and a little guy in the refinement realm.

"Where is the kid from, so impeccable!?"

"Mighty and yet to enter, you dare to log in to Changhong even after you talk about the Returning Daoist!?"

"Really arrogant and impolite!"

Voices sounded one after another, and many people's expressions were cold, especially those who were in harmony with the Dao, their expressions were gloomy.

Even if you invite the light, you can’t help but shook your head slightly. Although the Daoist Conference is not based on the order of cultivation, there are still some rules in the world. The Void Returning Daoist logged in to Changhong before He Dao Da Neng, wouldn’t it be right? Prove that this Daoist will not ignore Dao's power in the occasion?

There are at least 30,000 big powers present, including ten major star regions, these little guys are too ignorant of the sky and the earth.

Standing on this Changhong, Qin Xuan was faced with many angry eyes, and many rants in his ears.

Lin An and Lin Bao on the side were already pale as snow, for fear that they would be swallowed alive by these million monks.

They never thought that Qin Xuan would dare to be so bold and log in to Changhong directly.

At this moment, Qin Xuan turned slightly, he looked at the millions of monks in the sky indifferently, "Noisy!"

He slowly spit out two words, but these two words spread beyond this Changhong, permeating millions of monks.

Just two words, calm and calm, but suddenly let those voices disperse in nothingness, even if someone is still talking, but they are silent.

For some reason, many cultivators looked at Qin Xuan's calm eyes, and felt a palpitation, even including great power.

"Sound Dao supernatural power?" Inviting Gwang's eyes moved slightly, and he saw the subtlety. Although Qin Xuan's two words were normal, they defeated all the voices among the million monks in order to achieve the current effect.

Qin Xuan glanced at the million monks faintly, and turned around slowly.

He stepped on this Changhong, but many Hedao was holding back his anger.

Inviting the light to smile, "This one is really interesting!"

He watched Qin Xuan's trio stepping, and calmly entered the Profound Sky True Sect under the anger of the millions of monks.

After that, the millions of monks in the air also moved, stepping into the Changhong one after another, entering the Xuantian True Sect in an orderly manner.

In the Xuantian Zhenzong, Qin Xuan and Lin An sat in the best position, looking at the world surrounded by mountains, which is 660,000 square meters. In the world, the Wanzhang stone platform is hooked with huge iron chains. The number of wrong connections is sixty-six.

The surrounding mountains are all suspended in the air, and there are tens of thousands of them, all of which are the peaks of the Profound Sky True Sect.

Wrapped by Wanshan, there are 66 tall platforms.

Qin Xuan stared at the scene that made Lin An and Lin Bao stunned.

But his gaze fell on the six hundred and sixty thousand meters away, in a sky-reaching palace.

The supreme was seated, and He Dao occupies the bottom, and Tianjiao, a disciple of the inner and outer sect of the Xuantian Sect, stood quietly in front of this palace.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at the woman who belonged to the position of the master of the true sect, Xuan Lun, and the indifferent and cold woman standing beside Xuan Lun.

Qin Xuan smiled softly, he looked at the figure.

His teacher Qin Changqing!

Yunni!