Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Handyman disciple! ?

Everyone was almost speechless.

Most of them don't know the name of Cold Wind Sect, but the four characters of the handyman disciple shocked them.

The mere disciple of handyman dare to be so arrogant?

"Cold Wind Sect, what kind of sect is it?"

From the unknown murmur, Liu Yun's expression became more and more ferocious.

"Qin Xuan!"

If he believes that the four characters for the handyman disciple is really hell, he is even more familiar with the three characters for Cold Wind School.

The other party's self-proclaimed handyman disciple is undoubtedly humiliating him.

He is a disciple of the inner sect of Qinghe sect, and he is not as good as a handyman.

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At the south gate of Terracotta City, Qin Xuan led the chasing Yunju.

He walked in this terracotta city, and he did not know how many times he had been here in his previous life.

When he was in the Northern Famine, he was hungry, cold and hard to bear the pressure of the stars.

In the end, he was rescued by a disciple of the Cold Wind Sect and entered the Cold Wind Sect as a handyman.

Chopping wood for ten years, I am content to cut wood.

Qin Xuan looked at the vicissitudes of life, and now, the Cold Wind Sect should have been destroyed for more than 70 years.

Thinking of this Northern Wilderness, the sect had disappeared like a cloud, and the Cold Wind Sect had already dissipated in the years.

With a hint of sorrow, Qin Xuan saw the south gate of the Clay City.

He paused slightly from the gate of the city.

A Qinghe Nian and three cloud chasing horses are just outside this south gate.

He Xi never broke his promise, but there was one more person beside her.

Luo Yang, Lord of Terra City.

Great monk of the God Realm!

Qin Xuan looked at He Xi and couldn't help but smile faintly.

Compared with Liu Yun's generation, He Xi is a little thoughtful.

Even if he is not reconciled, he will not rush to provoke the unpredictable, but use the city lord of the red earth to suppress him.

Qin Xuan smiled and led Yunju to move on, light as water in his eyes.

However, she really thought that a mere cultivator of the God of God could shock him Qin Changqing?

"Friends of Dao, Chasing Yunju, Qinghe Nian is here."

When Qin Xuan stepped, He Xi had already made a soft voice.

Luo Yang on the side stared at Qin Xuan, his eyes trembling slightly.

Silent, but his eyes seemed to condense the general trend.

That is the power of transforming gods!

Like a sea of ​​tides, coming out from this south gate, swept to Qin Xuan alone.

Of the eight hundred sergeants in Terracotta City, no one came, but this one was enough for a thousand troops.

From that power, Qin Xuan's footsteps never stopped, as if the power of transforming a god, like a breeze.

In this scene, He Xi's pupils shuddered slightly, and Luo Yang couldn't help but condensed slightly.

"It's quite capable!"

Suddenly, the momentum disappeared, and Luo Yang looked at Qin Xuan quietly.

"I think your bones are young, but you can stop me from turning into a god. It's no wonder that you dare to be so arrogant and hurt people in Terra City." Luo Yang's words were flat, looking at Qin Xuan, "However, you really plan to leave like this. What?"

Luo Yang's words are plain, but he hides his sharp edge.

Qin Xuan finally paused gently, and he glanced at Luo Yang.

"If not?"

Qin Xuan looked at Luo Yang, his lips gently closed, "You want to stop me?"

"Relying on you to transform the gods, or relying on the eight hundred cultivators of the Terracotta City?"

When the sound fell, Luo Yang's eyes changed suddenly, like the waves of the lake.

He Xi's complexion changed slightly, she looked at Qin Xuan in surprise.

Before, Qin Xuan was so arrogant, but now, facing the city lord of the red earth city, the great cultivator of the god, he is still arrogant.

Who is this person?

Luo Yang stared at Qin Xuan, and just when he was about to speak, Qin Xuan had already continued to walk, chasing Yunju.

"So courageous!"

There was a trace of anger in Luo Yang's eyes. He was a great cultivator of God Transformation, and even the master of this city, with a life span of more than 700.

In his eyes, Qin Xuan is more than a hundred years old, just like a young child.

But such a generation dares to violate his rules and ignore him.

The moment Qin Xuan stepped, Luo Yang's eyes regained his power.

Vaguely, a needle-like divine consciousness condensed from his pupils.

Silently, this strand of divine consciousness has already rushed towards Qin Xuan.

In a flash, a thought has already entered Qin Xuan's sea of ​​knowledge.

The entire southern gate of Terracotta City seemed to be silent.

He Xi turned her head slightly, her expression changed slightly, she felt the anger of the city lord beside her, and she had moved her mind.

What only made He Xi's expression even more solemn was that Qin Xuan's footsteps still never slowed down, and he still walked slowly.

How can it be?

Luo Yang couldn't help but feel shocked. He wanted to be frightened by his divine consciousness, but when he entered the sea of ​​knowledge of the opponent, it was like a muddy sea.

Qin Xuan walked slowly, and suddenly he raised his head and smiled slightly.

"Come and not be indecent!"

The soles of his feet landed slowly, and suddenly, a ray of imperial thought appeared in his pupils.

There is only one strand, condensed in the eyes, but not out.

boom!

In an instant, Luo Yang's needle-like consciousness was completely shattered.

Luo Yang's face paled slightly, and his pupils condensed to the extreme, staring at Qin Xuan in horror.

He didn't even know how his spiritual consciousness was broken, and in Qin Xuan's pupils, he was even more dazed.

In that pupil, he seemed to see the boundless world.

Seeing a sacred tree with its own billions of feet, one leaf is enough to wipe him out to ashes.

In just a moment, Luo Yang suddenly recovered, unconsciously, cold sweat was already secreted from his forehead and back.

How can it be! ?

Luo Yang trembled in his heart and looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.

This son was only more than a hundred years old, and he silently extinguished his consciousness, shocking him.

In just an instant, Luo Yang had already focused his eyes, his thoughts turned.

No matter who the other party is, this method alone is enough to make him jealous.

With such strength, the god-transforming cultivator who is stronger than him is the true major disciple, holding a heavy treasure, even a magic weapon for protecting the soul.

No matter which one, Luo Yang... can't afford to offend him.

The great monk who transformed into gods, even the master of a city in this terracotta city.

But Luo Yang is even more aware that in this northern barren land, there are countless strong people, and the country he lives in is nothing but dust to those big ones.

Just as Luo Yang's thoughts turned, Qin Xuan had already walked in front of him.

"You got in the way!"

Qin Xuan glanced at Luo Yang faintly, and said faintly.

Before he knew it, Luo Yang couldn't help taking a step back to make way for Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan took the reins in his hand and the three cloud chasing horses, and then, he looked at the blue and green color comparable to the 9th rank magic weapon, and smiled faintly.

Step forward, Deng Nian!

He Xi's pupils shrank suddenly, and she looked at Qin Xuan's leisurely appearance, and her heart couldn't help but shake.

Luo Yang's face changed, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

Qin Xuan sat on the Qinghe River, holding the reins, and gave a slight shock.

"go!"

With a soft drink, dust was flying at the feet of the four cloud chasing horses. As for Luo Yang and He Xi, he even ignored them.

Like nothing!

Since Qin Xuan left, Luo Yang looked at the dust and couldn't help turning his head to look at He Xi.

"He Xi, I can't help you with this!"

Luo Yang sighed lightly: "This son..."

He slowly said his evaluation.

"Unfathomable!"

As the sound fell, He Xi's complexion was slightly shaken, looking at the dust, it was hard to say for a long time.