Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

In the fierce land of the heavenly demons, Nan Shi Wan'er was clashing with a fierce beast in the first realm.

This is a statue with huge horns between its forehead, its body is like a liger, and it has wings like a phoenix.

It contains two kinds of boundary power, breathes out flames, and burns everything.

There was also a pair of golden wings vibrating, bursting out dazzling golden light.

Wherever the golden light passes, everything becomes nothingness.

Nan Shi Wan'er holds a big bow, and the power of the world around her is polarized in her body.

Every arrow shot left a deep scar on the body of the fierce beast.

Nan Shi Wan'er's eyes were calm, her eyes firmly locked in the every move of the beast.

The hands kept pulling apart, and arrows shot out.

At this moment, the fierce beast let out a roar, and saw its body flared up with blood, as if it turned into a cloud of blood.

"Is the blood angry?"

Not only was Nan Shi Wan'er not surprised, but there was a hint of joy in her eyes.

Immediately, the big bow in her hand was full, and the ancestral power in her body merged into the big bow.

boom!

Ten arrows burst out, tearing through the continuous blood fog, and piercing the body of this fierce beast.

With a mourn, the blood mist dissipated, Nan Shi Wan'er looked at this fierce beast with a faint smile.

This Golden Fire Heavenly Phoenix Beast would only expose its original world when it was about to die.

After all, he is the murderer of the realm master realm, and the original world is equivalent to the demon pill. If his original world is not destroyed, it will not be considered as a complete killing.

Nan Shi Wan'er looked at the corpse of the Golden Fire Heaven Phoenix Beast, and in the distance, a few extremely terrifying auras came quickly.

Nan Shi Wan'er turned her palm, and a cloth bag appeared in her hand.

A strand of seven-colored rope that tightened the mouth of the bag floated out, and received the dead beast of this realm master realm, then turned and walked into the fierce land of the gods.

She covered her trail all the way to the top of a valley, and then she fell slowly.

In the valley, clouds and mist filled the valley, and everything was silent.

Nan Shi Wan'er came and saw a figure dressed in white slowly walking out of the clouds.

Nan Shi Wan'er frowned slightly looking at this figure.

"Qin Changqing, you have been in retreat here for a year, don't you plan to come out of the fierce land?"

She opened her mouth in the clouds. Since killing the world master that day, Qin Xuan has sought this place, set up a large formation, and threatened to practice in retreat.

In a year, Qin Xuan had never walked out of this cloud.

"There will be some time!"

The figure spoke, Nan Shi Wan'er shook her head slightly when she heard the words, and walked to the side to sit and practice.

She opened the cloth bag and saw a golden light of blood flew out of it. This cloth bag was also a treasure of the realm's realm, and it could gather life into it and refine it into blood energy.

During this year, Nan Shi Wan'er continued to hunt down the fierce beasts on the periphery of the Heavenly Demon's fierce land, and went down to the ninth ancestral realm and up to the second realm main realm, and her strength has also increased.

On several occasions, Nan Shi Wan'er challenged the fierce beast of the third realm and almost broke into it.

Because of this, she just felt the big gap with Qin Xuan.

She wanted the invincibility of the ancestral realm, but if she wanted the invincible ancestral realm, she had to step over the mountain in front of her.

Qin Changqing!

She had an excuse for her defeat in the past, and she had not exerted all her strength, but now, with Qin Xuan's sword, the master of the realm above the realm of the third realm has been killed clearly.

Refining the vitality of this realm master, even including the power contained in its original world, Nan Shi Wan'er retreats and comprehends the gains of fighting, and then once again walks outside the valley.

She has never wasted time, every inch of her time seems to be in her hands to improve her strength.

Outside the mist, Qin Xuan looked at Nan Shi Wan'er and smiled softly.

In this world, there has always been no lack of evildoers, and the most talented people know the words God rewards hard work.

As a descendant of Tianzun, Nan Shi Wan'er has amazing background and amazing inheritance. However, her character is even harder than those who practice hard.

She once gave up her dignity for the way ahead, even willing to be by his side for the Tao.

"Compared with the creatures of the Chaos Realm and the creatures of the heavens, there is a gap after all."

"If there are no adventures and opportunities, if you want to truly compete with these heavenly arrogances, you can only rely on fate."

Qin Xuan seemed to sigh slightly, he thought of Taishi Futian, Qin Hao, and Ye Tongyu.

They entered the heavens earlier, but now they don't know how.

About three months later, the clouds and mist rolled, and suddenly, these clouds and mist gradually began to disperse.

Qin Xuan walked out of this cloud and mist.

Outside the clouds, there is a white dress, and inside the clouds, there is also a ‘Qin Xuan’.

When the two met, they looked at each other and saw that Qin Xuan who was outside the mist quietly flashed, then turned into a strand of hair, slowly falling into Qin Xuan's palm.

There were 333 white hairs in Qin Xuan's palm.

Each white hair represents an incarnation.

Before, he had defeated the Hundred Realms on the Ancient Chaos Monument with his avatars, and those avatars had not even been refined by Qin Xuan himself.

And these incarnations are real incarnations made by Qin Xuan's origin and mind.

Every strand of hair has the power of the first ancestral realm.

This method was created by him in the long river of years, and it belongs to the whole method.

Qin Xuan looked at these avatars in his hands and smiled softly. He shook Qin Zuyi and walked directly out of the fierce land of the devil.

All the way to the edge of the fierce land of the demon, in a desert.

Qin Xuan raised his hand, and three hundred and thirty-three white hairs floated out slowly. After that, a ray of light flickered, and a figure in white clothes appeared in the world.

Three hundred and thirty-three incarnations stood quietly.

Many incarnations, if they become an army, each has a different look and expression.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, "Go ahead, worship into the realms of Luo Gutian."

Qin Xuan spoke, leaving a word.

The many figures nodded lightly, and then Qin Zuyi shook behind him, and rushed away from the heavenly devil for a hundred years, Luo Gutian.

Qin Xuan's eyes were long, he watched the many incarnations leave, and there was a sense of sorrow in his eyes.

His path is to break the world law, his origin, can destroy the world power, the path of longevity, and even more to break the world law.

For a long time, he relied on his vigorous and pure origin, and he was invincible all the way through the longevity path that surpassed the nine realms in the fairy world.

But in the heavens, the ways of the heavens, and the laws of the heavens, he cannot be omniscient as in the immortal world.

After all, he was wandering in the long river of time in the immortal world, not the heavens.

Some methods left by Xu Shan are just for reference.

These three hundred and thirty-three avatars can practice alone, remember, and feel, once they return, they will be like him, Qin Changqing, who practiced himself.

Even the power of the original source of cultivation is as if he is practicing, and when his incarnation returns all the time, it will be like turning the zero into the whole, and returning to the whole.

It's a pity that even if he spent a year, these incarnations can be refined to the first ancestral realm.

Moreover, it cannot be refined too much, otherwise, his origin will be affected and even fall into the realm.

Even so, Qin Xuan's current origin, the world of origin, is a full five points weaker than before, and his strength is greatly reduced.

However, Qin Xuan didn't care about this either.

He closed his gaze, and then walked into the fierce land of the heavenly devil.

"After more than a year, I should return to the Taoist Academy!"

Qin Xuan's heart moved, and at this moment, his expression moved slightly.

Seeing him flip his palm, the intimate wooden man appeared beside him.

"Qin Changqing, return to the Taoist Academy quickly!"

Luo Yan's voice came from among the wooden people, and there was even a kind of urgency.

Qin Xuan raised his brows, "Daoyuan, are you in trouble?"

But even if the Taoist Academy is in trouble, even Luo Yan and the others can hardly resist it. What's the point of calling him back?

Or is it... something else?