Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

An Tianzi's face was a bit solemn, and his lingering light faded to the side.

I saw that the other three different eras walked out, the existence of Xingda Luo Wudi Road, with three opponents and one, was actually suppressed by the emperor Ye Tongyu.

"How can it be!"

There is a faint disbelief in Dark Heaven’s face. In the previous battle, whether it was Qin Changqing or Ye Tongyu, they used a lot of supernatural powers. Even if they were replaced by them, Xianyuan had to be empty, how can it be returned? Have so much power?

They are the existence of invincible roads, even in their era, looking at the immortal world, few people can compete with them.

Today, they have fallen into a disadvantage with two enemy one, three enemy one.

At this moment, a chill came to this dark heavenly body.

In an instant, An Tianzi's body was like a shadow, quietly shattering.

Branches of branches emerged from this world, piercing their shadows.

Before this dark heavenly son appeared, a figure had already fallen behind him.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, and a palm of both hands crashed down.

Dark Tianzi's complexion changed suddenly, his body suffered, layers of immortal yuan appeared, layer by layer, each layer can compete with Hunyuan immortal soldiers.

boom!

Qin Xuan's two palms fell into it, how many layers were broken, this supernatural power penetrated directly, even the shadow of the dark emperor.

An Tianzi's body was like a shadow, and was penetrated by Qin Xuan without any injuries.

At this moment, the black immortals around them were like spears, and they killed Qin Xuan directly.

"Qin Changqing!"

"You look down on me too much!"

An icy voice from the Dark Heaven's Son rang into his ears, and Taichu Fen Tianyi behind Qin Xuan suddenly shook, and a monstrous fire swept toward the Dark Immortal Yuan and burned it out.

Immediately, in Qin Xuan's left pupil, Emperor Chaos' pupil was displayed.

Streaks of chaotic air lingered in his palms.

The Dark Heaven screamed suddenly, and Qin Xuan pierced through him, his body was like a shadow, and part of it was shocked.

Immediately, the dark emperor turned into a black shadow and disappeared in place.

"The black demons, the body of virtual reality, think I don't know?"

"Former ancients, you are too ignorant!"

Qin Xuan's thin lips opened slightly, and Fen Tianyi shook his back before he chased the black shadow.

Branches of branches emerged from the void, blocking the path of the dark sky.

The Dark Heavenly Son kept avoiding, a faint aura in his eyes.

At this moment, an angry roar has sounded, a majestic momentum, rising from below, a rolling air wave swept across the sky and the earth, submerging Qin Xuan's body.

At the beginning, Fen Tianyi shook slightly, pressing down with both palms, breaking the air wave.

I saw that Zhan Xutian was already violent, and he came to Qin Xuan.

In his eyes, there were faint golden bloodshot eyes, and he roared, "People of the world, die!"

He is like a mountain, with a pair of fists intertwined with runes, and on the dark golden skin, there is a faint purple light.

Shake the sky holy fist!

This is the magical powers of the Holy Dharma, which comes from the ancient Sageyue clan.

Qin Xuan looked at the figure of Zhan Xutian with indifferent eyes.

In an instant, in his left eye, the chaos was faintly rioting, and the world that the war beard body suffered was distorted, and there were strands of chaotic air that pressed against the war beard sky.

Boom boom boom...

Zhan Xutian didn't even avoid it, he forced a pair of giant fists, shattering wisps of chaotic aura.

Even a tree branch rushed out, trying to penetrate the body of Zhan Xutian, but was shattered by his body.

At the beginning, it was Ji Xuantian, who was imprisoned in it and could not move, but the battle was so hard that he shattered Qin Xuan's two supernatural powers.

"This is the Holy Body? The Body of the Holy Mountain!"

Qin Xuan faintly watched that Zhan Xutian shattered his supernatural powers, and then killed him.

In the pupils, there is a faint indifference. In an instant, the purple lines on the center of the eyebrows are generous and brilliance, and the wisps of purple spirits on his body are counted in his fists.

On both fists, there was a touch of the Emperor Wen condensed.

boom!

In an instant, Qin Xuan's fist collided with the pair of fists fighting Xutian.

Above the void, cracks spread in all directions.

The four punches collided, and the void seemed to be shattered.

Qin Xuan never backed away, and that Zhan Xutian was the same.

At this moment, Qin Xuan took a step forward, and the power of the world around him gathered in his fists.

Swallowing the world with fists, his body faintly dropped a point amidst the roar of the battle beard.

In the distance, the dark sky has already started, his hands are condensed, and Xianyuan keeps entering it. In front of him, there is a long spear of the second stage of Hunyuan. On this long spear, there is a wipe of the road intertwined, like Ruo Zhu Xian Meteorite.

Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, looking at this Zhan Xutian, in an instant, his footsteps took another step forward.

boom!

Zhan Xutian was shaken back, and Qin Xuan seemed to perceive the long spear behind him, carrying the spear through the world, falling Hun Yuan, and killing him.

"roll!"

Qin Xuan turned his head and only spit out one word.

In an instant, the Eternal Sword appeared from his waist, and wisps of chaotic energy lingered in it.

Chaos Slash Dao Sword!

With a sword out, in an instant, it collided with the spear.

Qin Xuan withdrew his gaze, he looked at the fighting mustaches, the Hongmeng Heavenly Saint Body displayed all of them, and the Dichen Xianyuan was transformed into the power of Hongmeng, condensed in his fists.

In the next moment, Qin Xuan directly violent, and went to the battle to kill him.

The holy yue clan, the body cultivates into the holy, and there is a natural body, the body of the holy yue.

so what! ?

What he cultivated in Qin Changqing was the eternal evergreen art, the Qingdi inheritance, the eternal evergreen body, the body of the top emperor of the immortal world, the body of the sacred mountain, and the sacred mountain family, which can be compared.

boom!

Qin Xuan's double fists collided with the fighting Xutian, and he never moved any more imperial methods, but forcibly shook the fighting Xutian.

Zhan Xutian also seemed to know what Qin Xuan meant. He roared and punched Qin Xuan again.

In his way, he does not cultivate mixed soldiers, only the body of the Holy Yue.

Originally, both fists opened the invincible road to gain sacredness. Qin Xuan's move was just in line with his wishes.

Immediately, there was a roar between the heaven and the earth, and there were only fist shadows permeating the heaven and the earth.

Qin Xuan had no idea how many punches he fought against Xu Tian.

Every time the four punches collided, cracks appeared in the void.

It was the existence above the one hundred and thirty-three golden clouds, all with shocked faces.

This is terrifying, every collision almost contains the power of a Hunyuan Xianzun.

In just a few short breaths, the two confronted more than a thousand moves.

At this moment, a blood mist collapsed, and I saw that Zhan Xutian's face was full of disbelief. On his arms, tears spread, directly blasted into blood mist by Qin Xuan's double fists.

"what!?"

The Tianjiao who watched this scene was utterly shocked.

Born in the Eucharist, invincible in the practice of body cultivation, the Zhanxu Heaven who became holy, on his most proud path, was abruptly shattered his arms.

Not only is everyone incredible, but even Zhan Xutian is also unable to accept this fact.

"This is impossible!"

Zhan Xutian roared like a dead end.

"The difference between cloud and mud, what's impossible!"

On Qin Xuan's arms, there was a faint crack spreading, and it seemed to have reached the edge of collapse.

He looked at this Zhan Xutian, his eyes were indifferent, and the next moment, his fists fell, directly smashing the head of this Zhan Xutian abruptly.

The former Gu Daluo invincible, the arrogant of the holy mountain clan, fighting beard, falling!

Qin Xuan's arms were also shattered in this fist. This scene made many people breathe a sigh of relief.

Immediately, their eyes froze, and they saw that within Qin Xuan's shoulders, flesh and blood grew, but it was only a few dozen breaths, and their arms had already recovered.

All the creatures who watched this scene, whether Hunyuan, Daluo, or saint, the emperor, all...

Silence!