Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

The Western Regions, in front of an ancient temple.

A white-robed monk stood in front of this ancient temple barefoot.

"Next, fight, and meet the temple owner!"

The voice of Lang Lang sounded in front of this ancient temple and filled the surroundings.

There is no joy or sadness in the eyes of the monk in white clothes.

"Suwen your name, if you want to come, it should be approaching!"

"Donor, I have worked hard along the way. I don't want to take a break before I start."

An old monk walked out of the door of this ancient temple and quietly looked at the monk in white.

The white-clothed monk smiled politely, "The monk is very virtuous, the world is chaotic, and the little monk goes all the way. If you don't advance, you will retreat. How dare to rest!"

"I wish to use the five-foot golden hoop in my hand to travel 1,600 billion li, 999 million robberies and be holy!"

The old monk moved slightly, but in the end, he said nothing, the Buddha's name filled.

In the next moment, the Buddha's light burst into light, and there was a Dharma form that turned into a big Buddha.

There are sticks that pass through the sky, if the sky is broken.

Full of breath, the Buddha's light shattered, and the ancient temple was raging like a scripture.

"Thank you monastery master!"

The monk in white put away the miracle, held the Buddha's ceremony, and then gave a big gift.

After three full prayers, the white-clothed monk left.

After the white-clothed monk left, the old monk suddenly spouted a mouthful of golden blood.

"Temple Lord!"

"How is the temple owner's injury?"

Voices rang from this ancient temple, and many Buddhists and monks walked out of it and looked at the old monk.

The old monk waved his hand slightly, looking at the barefoot white robe.

"Daluo one turn, seventeen clubs defeated me for three turns!"

"Western Regions, there is going to be a Buddha!"

In the wind and dust, Dou Zhan Buddha's eyes drooped slightly. In his eyes, there is no joy or sadness, and the figure is lonely, walking alone.

...

In the Southern Territory, there are sacred cars that are overpowering the world, and the light of the immortal soldiers shining in all directions.

From all directions, there were people watching, looking at this sacred car, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The three big white jade fairy lin pull carts, how noble is the person above it?

"Arrived!"

A crisp sound sounded, and on the sacred car, there was a woman looking at the man with the gun.

"Brother Haoer, why bother to challenge, if you don't go back to the clan with me, you can take it anyway!"

The woman looked at the man's face, her eyes a little bit intolerable.

"Yan'er, my father always said, walk alone on the road, I owe you enough!"

"Can't owe it anymore!"

Qin Hao spoke softly, turning his head to look at the woman, and gently stroking her long blue hair with his palm.

"Hey, I'll be back when I go!"

In an instant, his feet stepped on, like a dragon entering the city.

In the city, a figure has already risen into the sky, taking this world as the challenge.

"The fairy friend's post, I have received it, but I never thought that the fairy friend will come so quickly!"

A middle-aged man looked at Qin Hao falling from the air, his face was full of dignity.

"Three ways to beat me, you lose for me!"

Qin Hao stepped out of the air, and a general trend swept across the entire city.

In his body, a white dragon lingers around him. There are nine of them, and there are five Yuanyang, which appear around him, like ninety-five.

The middle-aged man's complexion changed suddenly, and his pupils were full of shock.

Immediately, its full strength burst out, and the momentum of Da Luo's seventh revolution swept across this world.

Qin Hao moved, and he never left any spare energy!

Boom boom boom...

But between a few breaths, one figure stood holding a silver gun, and the other gun was on this building.

On the wall of the building, there was a figure bathed in blood, the shoulder blade was pierced by a spear, golden blood overflowed, and his eyes were full of horror.

"It's only the second trick, I'm overestimating you!"

Qin Hao moved his palm, and the other golden gun was already in his hand.

He held the two guns behind him, stepped on his foot, and returned to the sacred car.

"Brother Haoer is amazing!"

The woman's smiling eyes curled up, and immediately, a divine chain appeared in her hand. This divine chain appeared, and the heaven and the earth were faintly visions, and the creatures in the big city below were panic.

That is the Holy Soldier!

Soldiers of the saints!

The woman drew towards the void with this holy weapon chain, "Go!"

"The thirty-sixth battle, undefeated!"

"I can faintly enter the big Luo for three rounds!"

Qin Hao whispered, he looked at the happy woman beside him, but there was a certain anxiety and a certain worry in his eyes.

...

In the Eastern Region, the sea is ups and downs, with stormy waves.

As the sea turned up, there were two figures intertwined.

More golden blood slowly overflowed, spilled in the sea, and sank to the bottom of the sea.

In the end, one person died, and his vitality gradually turned into nothingness.

A woman coughed up blood, looked at the corpse on the sea, and took away its storage fairy treasure.

"Is the former ancient Tianjiao so terrifying? With his legacy, he almost lost in the same realm!"

The woman's face was cold, her brows furrowed, and she shuttled across the sea.

"That saint secret realm should be opened soon, Daluo is still weak after turning!"

Immediately, his figure was submerged into the sea.

...

Central, Southern, Northern, Eastern, and Western.

Among the Five Realms, if Qin Xuan could see it at a glance, he would see some familiar figures.

Some people, beyond his expectation, stepped into the fairyland.

Some people, but he expected it.

There are also people who met in his previous life.

At this moment, Guo Family in the Northern Territory, in the Holy Pagoda of Ten Thousand Realms.

Qin Xuan stood proudly on this arena, and in front of him was an eighth-turned arrogant of the Guo family.

Now, it was just one move and he was defeated by his sword.

"Qin Xuan wins this battle!"

There was a touch of helplessness in Guo Weng's eyes, and he decided the victory or defeat.

Immediately, Qin Xuan returned to the room, waiting for Guo Weng.

"Qin Xuan, you have won nine wins, and the next one is the tenth battle!"

"If you can win ten victories, you can go straight to the final competition!"

Guo Weng looked at Qin Xuan, and it was not surprising that after the Battle of Natuta, the rest of the people were defeated by Qin Xuan.

Tuta is a former ancient Tianjiao, and has nine turns of Tianjiu. Looking at the entire Great Desolate State, there are only a few people who can compare with him.

Even so, now Qin Xuan's name is already so famous.

In the battle of Hun Yuan Ling, Luo has four rounds, winning streak in a row, nine wins and zero losses, it is simply unimaginable.

If Qin Xuan was the eighth rank of Daluo, or even the nineth rank of Tianjiao, it would not shock many Tianjiao.

But Qin Xuan, it's the fourth turn of Da Luo!

A big Luo's four-turned arrogant, but defeated the big Luo in the wild state, as invincible.

This is too scary, and too enchanting!

Participating in the battle of Hunyuan Ling, everyone is an existence that has never known how many billions of creatures have come to the fore for hundreds of thousands of years in the Great Desolate State, but now, no one can stun the Four Rank Golden Immortal.

Among them, including Shengdi, there are also former ancient Tianjiao.

Qin Xuan nodded slightly and said: "Yeah!"

After that, he will choose his opponent again, win all ten games, and enter the final competition.

"Wait!" Guo Weng said suddenly, stopping Qin Xuan's movements.