Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Some former Gu Tianjiao frowned and gave a cold snort.

"I come!"

When the former Gu Tianjiao was born, he wanted to kill the man in white.

"He has been hit hard! Do you dare to sneak attack!?"

Among the 133 golden clouds, Zhao Rusheng's eyes were cold.

His palm shook, and a palm light was like a cone, bursting at the hands-on former Gu Tianjiao.

"Zhao Rusheng, you have broken the rules!"

A faint voice sounded, and the silver mist trembling around the woman of the silver-blood clan, a wisp of silver mist was like a silk, instantly cutting off that Zhao Jinsheng palm.

boom!

The figure of the white-clothed man flew upside down, and half of his body was shattered into blood mist. This is because he reacted very quickly, otherwise, he would completely fall here.

Even so, its vitality swayed like a candle in the wind, faintly dying.

"You dare to do so!"

"It's shameless, he has been hit hard, so you still dare to attack!"

"you wanna die!"

Many golden immortals in the world are furious.

"He hasn't said to leave, I should come in to challenge!"

"If you disagree, stand up and fight with me!"

The former ancient creature that suddenly started to stand with wings spread out, and a pair of dragon wings lingered behind it.

Tianjiao of the Wanyi clan, Da Luo Ba turned Jinxian.

"court death!"

There was a faint coldness in Zhao Rusheng's eyes, so he wanted to do it directly.

"Zhao Rusheng, if you fight with me, the battle between the golden immortals is too boring!"

The silver-blooded woman sneered slightly and took a step forward.

Before Zhao Rusheng killed her servant, she still remembered it, and naturally she would not let go of such a good opportunity.

Before the ancient creatures were born, they had to fight for this world.

Fight for the fate of the world, fight for the luck in the world, fight for the holy position in the world...

The dispute between the two is tantamount to a war.

Life and death, cunning, conspiracy, and yang calculations are just as common sense.

At this moment, a faint ray of light fell from the sky and fell on the white-clothed man, stabilizing the last touch of life.

Many people looked up and faintly looked at the highest cluster among the 133 golden clouds.

Tong Yuxian started, and saved the scattered fairy.

"It's not time for the Hunyuan controversy, Zhao Rusheng, the road has to be walked one step at a time, why rush!" Tong Yuxian's voice was ethereal, faintly spreading in all directions, "There is no rule in this contest. It's like the conflict between the past and the present."

"The creatures of the Wanyi clan are correct in what they say and do!"

The faint voice made Zhao Rusheng frown.

He raised his head and looked at Tong Yuxian, with a cold glow in his eyes.

In the end, he didn't say much, but when his eyes passed the woman of the silver blood clan, a touch of killing intent was fleeting.

Among the thirty thousand golden clouds, many of the world's arrogances were also silent.

Although some people are still a little angry, how dare they say more when the emperor speaks.

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded.

"It's a fight with you!"

Above one hundred and thirty-three golden clouds, a figure slowly walked out.

This person is a middle-aged man, wearing a gray robe, extremely ordinary.

If he hadn't walked in this Heavenly Wheel Emperor City, no one would have looked at him more.

The moment this person walked out, the Tianjiao of the Wanyi clan couldn't help but change slightly.

One hundred and thirty-three golden clouds are all from extraordinary origins and rich in background.

This is just the beginning of the Taoist contest, but someone has stepped out of it?

What's more, this person...

"The descendant of the Great Emperor Gushan, the jealous nine-turned golden immortal!"

Many of the ancient Tianjiao's complexions changed slightly, and even the Hunyuan Immortal Venerable on the 133 golden clouds couldn't help but condensed his pupils.

The Tianjiao of the Wanyi clan reacted extremely quickly and wanted to speak.

But in his mouth, there was no sound.

Unknowingly, there was a hazy gray mist that appeared around this Wanyi clan.

The middle-aged man's palm shook slightly, and a fairy sword lingering around the glow of Hun Yuan appeared in front of him, full of thirteen handles.

With the slight movement of the middle-aged man's eyes, a fairy sword has broken through the sky, swept through the power of the sky and the earth, faintly transformed into a blue dragon, and killed the Tianjiao of the Wanyi clan.

Jian Yutiandi!

The color of the Tianjiao of the Wanyi clan changed, his wings shook behind his back, and a large seal appeared in his hands, flashing with the glow of Hunyuan, and he greeted the fairy sword.

boom!

Just one collision, the Tianjiao of the Wanyi clan had already flown upside down, bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

The middle-aged man stood with his hand, and immediately, the fairy sword in front of him moved again.

Second sword!

Third sword!

With only five swords, the big seal was tattered and penetrated through the three caves, the Tianjiao of the Wanyi clan was abruptly strangled by sword energy.

To his death, he never heard the slightest voice.

This scene caused many former ancient creatures to take a breath, their eyes were quite shocked, and even a little uneasy.

...

Outside the world, the three emperors watched this scene quietly.

"Motian, your heirs are talented, but after all, they are too vigorous!"

"Compared to Tong Yu, Motian, your heir is indeed slightly inferior!"

Emperor Tianlun spoke with Emperor Nagushan, making Emperor Motian slightly dissatisfied.

"It's really immature and lacks experience. If you are consummated, you still need to be born? It's better to just retreat and enter the holy!"

The Great Emperor Motian spoke, his eyes fell on Zhao Rusheng, and he secretly shook his head.

The words of Tong Yuxian seem to be fair, but in fact they not only saved the white clothes and scattered the immortals, but Daoming does not need rules in this Taoist contest. The Tianjiao in the 133 golden clouds can also directly Start to kill the Tianjiao of the Wanyi clan.

The ancient creatures attacked, fearing that everyone in the world would be dissatisfied.

But Zhao Rusheng's performance was too reckless and straightforward, even if it was really hands-on, it was just to lead Hunyuan Xianzun to fight.

However, Tong Yuxian said in a few words, the Tianjiao of the Wanyi clan could not die anymore, but the ancient creatures never complained.

The Great Emperor Motian's gaze slowly fell on Tong Yuxian.

This woman is really only fifty-three bone age? Such a scheming city is indeed commendable.

Looking at the appearance of Emperor Tianlun, it seems that he has picked up a treasure!

...

The three great emperors commented on their heads, and the arrogances of the heaven and earth would naturally not know.

The middle-aged man from the direct line of the great emperor quietly looked at the people present.

"But anyone, fight with me?"

He stood with his hand holding his hand, thirteen Hunyuan swords in front of him, and his eyes passed among the thirty thousand golden clouds.

Many creatures frowned, but did not step out.

Suddenly, a voice slowly sounded, causing the middle-aged man to smile slightly.

"Nether Python clan, Qiu Yi, fight with your Excellency!"

A faint voice sounded from behind the middle-aged man, and a figure walked down from the 133 golden clouds.

This is also a golden celestial jealous of the ninth rank, a pair of python pupils faintly exuding a cold glow, and on the neck, there are many colorful scales, blooming with seven colors of clouds.

"Gu Wenkong!"

The middle-aged man turned around and looked at the Tianjiao of the Ming Python family.

Many people look forward to it, but their complexion changes slightly, and some of the world's arrogances have their pupils constricted.

Qiuichi!

Twenty-three years out of the buried emperor's mausoleum, all the way across the northern region, known as invincible.

This is a goddess who walks the invincible road!

"In this way, it's still something to watch!"

Above one hundred and thirty-three golden clouds, some Daluo Invincibles showed faint smiles.

This smile seems to be the same, as if among the thirty thousand golden clouds, the predecessor of the past, the arrogant!