Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

(Two more)

Time passes quietly like water.

Accompanied by the famous name of the Qing Emperor, there has been an uproar in the world, but even if it is the great news, it has nothing to do with yourself, after all, it is like that gust of wind, passing away with a whistling, settled in time, no more waves.

Kyoto, protect the country.

"Isn't there any news from Qin Changqing?" Black and white Tianjun Xu Ming and Ning Ziyang were sitting side by side, the sandalwood filled with sandalwood, concentrating at ease.

"No!" Ning Ziyang shook his head and sighed: "He returned from Xinlun first to still water, and then disappeared. There was no traffic information, and even his parents didn't know where he was going. Shen Xinxiu had gone. The Mo family asked several times, but they were all blocked by the news that the Mo family was traveling abroad."

Xu Ming couldn't help but smile, looking at Ning Ziyang, "This Huaxia Qingdi is really hard to worry about!"

He looked out the window, unknowingly the autumn breeze was already bleak, and the smoky blue smoke blowing in the cool breeze into the window was swaying, but with a hint of chill.

"The Holy See of Brightness still seems to have no action. Could it be possible that they gave up taking revenge on Qin Changqing?" Xu Ming's expression was a bit solemn. The Holy See of Brightness, the overseas giant, has recently put a lot of pressure on him.

Even with the Huaxia military, the Guangming Vatican would not dare to rush into China, but it was this calmness that was like still water, but it made my mind more unsure. I didn't know what the Guangming Vatican was brewing after this surface calm.

"There is no news, except for the newly promoted Knights of the Round Table, the Holy See of Light is as usual." Ning Ziyang said, "However, recently there is a force about to move. The Star Emperor has already sent a message to let us be wary."

"Are you talking about a **** punisher?" Xu Ming's face was dark, and he was quite jealous of the three words punisher of the god.

Ning Ziyang nodded solemnly. There is the Olympus list in the world, and it is even more called the list of gods in China, but the **** slayer is not a person, but an extremely secret assassination organization in the world. Even China, even the great powers such as the Holy See of Light and the blood monks are very jealous of the punishers.

No one knows how many people exist in an organization that specializes in slaying the strong men on the Olympus list. What can be known to the world is that in the past century, no fewer than 20 people have died in the Olympus list under the hands of the God-Slayer.

Among them, there is even an extinction-level existence.

"Could it be the Holy See of Guangming that costed the gods to kill Qin Changqing?" Xu Ming's expression was shocked, and he slapped the table. "No wonder the Holy See of Guangming is so peaceful, these guys..."

His heart sinks. If it is really a god-killing man, then even if Qin Changqing is strong, he will probably be in desperation.

"Relax!" Ning Ziyang signaled Xu Ming Shaoan not to be impatient, "In Huaxia, even the National Guardian can't find his shadow of the Azure Emperor, let alone the God-Player who has been entrenched overseas?"

Speaking of this, Ning Ziyang paused slightly.

"However, we must also find him as soon as possible. If the God Slayer can find him, I am afraid it will be a great battle." Ning Ziyang's eyes flashed, "If the Qing Emperor can enter the Guardian Palace, it will be comparable to the three innate, Xing The pressure on the emperor will be much less."

Xu Ming nodded solemnly. The reason why they were so worried was to win over the Qing Emperor to join the Guardian Mansion.

In today's Huaxia, even a grandmaster is a rare backbone. If the Azure Emperor, who had just been enshrined, died, Huaxia would probably be hit again.

"It's a pity that this Qing emperor has never had any thoughts about the National Guardian Mansion." Xu Ming smiled bitterly.

Ning Ziyang shook his head slightly, but with a smile on his face.

"No, that's the case, so I will value him!"

"If he doesn't have the word "country" in his heart, the battle between Liao and Haiqing, he can live in Linhai, why travel far and wide?"

Ning Ziyang's words made Xu Ming stunned slightly, and he felt a little bit more approval in his eyes.

Although they didn't understand why the Qing Emperor didn't join the National Guarding Mansion and only led a dispensable title of Keqing, it was more in line with their understanding of the Qing Emperor.

Not tested!

Whether it is behavior or behavior, inheritance, or even words, they are hard to think about.

It seems that the other party is not like anyone in this world, it is difficult to guess and immeasurable.

The two looked at each other, and a sentence from the original palace master appeared in their minds.

"This person shouldn't be in this world!"

...

boom!

The thunderclouds are rolling like a sea of ​​anger, and the thunder is like an end to the world.

It is as if the sky's wrath is about to destroy all living beings in a city in southern China, but the pedestrians around are already accustomed to it, and they have never even looked at the surrounding high-rise buildings, countless thunderbolts on the lightning rod. .

The rain is pouring, and the thunder is like prison.

This city is famous in China, but it has never been a tourist attraction.

Thunder City!

In a city covered by thunder all year round, the residents living in this city are also the fewest among the countless cities in China. They are mostly young and old.

The highest mountain in Leicheng, known as Mount Reggio, is full of lightning.

People are rare here all year round, but thunder trails continue year after year.

Even on this mountain, there is no vegetation, only the bare upper half of the mountain, the already scorched Reggio stone.

When the thunderbolt landed, the top of the mountain was filled with thunder, as if there was a thunder **** who could control the thunderbolt.

It is hard for the world to imagine that there will be a figure under this terrifying thunder that is like destroying the world.

At the top of this mountain, on the highest Reggio stone at the top, there was a figure bathing in tears, like an old monk entering concentration.

When the thunder landed, wisps of thunder continued to impact his body, as if he was a lightning rod, enough to attract thousands of thunder.

As an ordinary person, even if he is the strong man known as Thor on the Olympus list, he might retreat in the face of such a thunder.

This person is not someone else, but Qin Xuan.

He was bathed in thunder light, and if he looked carefully, he would find that all the thunder fell on the surface of his body as if it were rainstorms falling on the boulders, sliding over, pouring down, and finally falling in his hands.

This is like the legendary supernatural powers in Chinese mythology, which will not invade.

But when the power of thunder with a destructive aura merged into Qin Xuan's hands, it seemed like a burning stone. Even though the thunder was terrifying, it was not enough to hurt his hands half a point.

On the contrary, his hands, like gems, skin and flesh like crystals, can clearly see every blood vessel, every inch of flesh and blood in his palms, and even the flow of blood can be seen clearly.

The most eye-catching thing is the deep purple hand bones and muscles on the hands. Each one is like a purple dragon, and every inch is like a thunder, exuding a terrifying breath.

No one knows how long Qin Xuan stayed on the top of the Thunder City. Only occasionally in the spit of Leicheng people, he learned that the thunder of Leicheng had stretched for months without stopping, even in their usual impression. This is also an incredible thing.

After a few more days, the Leicheng people seemed to finally realize that the thunder that had stretched for several months seemed to stop.

The thunderclouds dissipated, revealing the clear sky and the shining sun. I don't know how many people cheered and even banquets in accordance with tradition.

Amidst the sound of singing and dancing, in a G55 car outside Leicheng, a few pairs of eyes opened and closed.

"Thunder stopped!" A calm voice sounded, but it was not Huaxia's language.

"The mission objective is confirmed, Reggio Mountain!"

The words were calm, but there seemed to be murderous intentions hidden, and those dark red and **** pupils seemed like Shura in hell.

Quietly, there was no one in this g55, and it was parked empty on the edge of Thunder City.

(End of this chapter)