Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

A great monk who transformed into a **** was even more furious, and a magic sword condensed in his hand, slashing straight at Qin Xuan's body.

"I want to see how hard your bones are!"

Suddenly, the magic sword fell directly on Qin Xuan's shoulder.

boom!

The gray clothes trembled, the sword light was shining, but Qin Xuan's expression remained motionless, and he even looked down at the magic sword.

"Just this power?" Qin Xuan smiled faintly, "It doesn't hurt or itchy!"

what?

The magic sword shook and dispersed suddenly, and there was not even a scar on Qin Xuan's shoulder.

In this scene, everyone present was stunned, including Liuwu.

"How is it possible? He is bound by a god-bound rope, and his mana cannot move at all. He should be no different from a mortal. How can he be unharmed?" The great cultivator looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.

Liuwu's eyes flashed, and he put away his horror. He looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief, "This gray robe on you is actually a treasure?"

Even though there has not been a slight fluctuation in spiritual power, this gray cloth can actually block the magic sword of a great cultivator.

Qin Xuan smiled indifferently. Although he is now **** by a god-bound rope, his body's mana and essence cannot be used for half, but with his body, he has been tempered for an unknown number of years, and he is a dragon and phoenix in the same realm. This gray coat is even more of a gluttonous skin, even if he has not refined it, the most basic defense alone is enough to compare to the seventh-rank magic weapon.

Just as he said, how can a mere sword hurt him? Even he couldn't even feel the pain at all.

"I want to see, even if it's a vestment? How much can you block!" The great cultivator who used the sword before was a little annoyed. Before, he was afraid of directly injuring Qin Xuan to death, so he kept his hands, but this For a moment, he did his best, and the power of the lower grades of the gods broke out.

From his hands, there was a white flame, which was like a snake, twisting in the air.

"Junior Brother Changming!" The great cultivator frowned, and they naturally recognized the Lingjue cast by Changming.

The Seventh Stage Lingjue, the White Flame Snake Art, is enough to burn all things, and when this white flame snake comes out, the surrounding temperature rises unclearly, like a melting pot.

Liu Wu slowly raised his hand, "Don't worry, Changming should be measured!"

I saw the great cultivator of God transforming his face full of anger, and suddenly shouted, "Go!"

The white flame snake fell on Qin Xuan, and in an instant, turbulent white inflammation filled Qin Xuan's body.

"Even if you have treasure clothes, what can you do? Now you don't have the slightest mana, and you can't use the treasure clothes power. I want to see how long you can endure the suffering of the burning flames!" The big monk looked forward with a grin. With Qin Xuan.

The white flames shrouded Qin Xuan like burning everything, and the grass under Qin Xuan's feet had already been burned down, and even the earth was almost dry and charred.

But Qin Xuan was still in the white flames, his expression remained unmoved, and the flames fell on his neck, face, and even hair.

From beginning to end, Qin Xuan never showed any pain.

"You Ling Jue, it's too useless!"

Amidst the increasingly shocked gazes of the many great cultivators, Qin Xuan slowly spoke in the white flames.

"This is impossible!"

The big cultivator who started to transform the gods instantly turned pale, and he used this white flame snake art with all his strength, and he couldn't even burn a strand of the opponent's hair.

How can it be!

It's just a monk of high grade golden core, is it possible that he was transformed by a real dragon?

Including Liuwu, they all looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.

"I'll give it a try!" The great cultivator of God Transformation shouted. He condensed the formula in his hand, and suddenly, a thunder fell on Qin Xuan's body.

I saw the thunder light filled, intertwined with the white inflammation, but Qin Xuan remained calm, like a breeze.

"You thunder method is used to kill chickens?" Qin Xuan turned his eyes, and the words in his mouth made the high-grade cultivator extremely angry.

"you wanna die!"

"I'll give it a try too, I don't believe it. Is it possible that this kid is not a dragon or a phoenix? The magic is hard to hurt!?" The great monk of the **** yelled, and he sacrificed and refined the magic weapon in his hand, a seventh-rank long sword, directly Cut to Qin Xuan.

boom!

Qin Xuan's gray clothes undulated slightly, and the long sword fell to his chest, but Qin Xuan didn't even step back.

However, Qin Xuan still felt the pain. Although there was a gluttonous leather robe, it was difficult to isolate the pain.

"what!?"

"I come!"

Another great cultivator made a sound, only to see one of them holding a spirit needle, directly out of it, turning into a stream of light and falling, but it was just a white mark on the gray clothes.

Some people were holding seventh-rank magic weapons and slashed to Qin Xuan's chest, while others held flying swords and slashed to Qin Xuan's legs.

A series of weapons and swords, Ling Jue, ice, fire and thunder and lightning fell on Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan seemed to be like a lofty body, and even if thousands of soldiers fell on him, it would hardly hurt him the slightest.

"This is impossible!"

"Even if it's a dragon and a phoenix, you have to suffer!"

"Even a body-refining cultivator in the Divine Transformation Realm can never have this body!"

A great cultivator of Minghua God became paler, and there was even fear in his eyes.

There are even more murderous eyes, this person must not be kept.

Only with the body can do this, if the mana is restored...Many god-transforming cultivators only feel a chill in the bones.

"I don't believe it, you can be unscathed!" Suddenly, a great cultivator yelled angrily.

A big axe flew out of his hand and cut it directly towards Qin Xuan's neck.

"No!" The other great cultivators couldn't help shouting angrily.

They never used the magic weapon to kill Qin Xuan's head and neck. After all, it was the key point. They still wanted to seize the inheritance from Qin Xuan, so naturally they didn't want to kill Qin Xuan now.

The great cultivator awakened after he started his hand, and suddenly put away his mana, but it was too late.

I saw that the big axe had already fallen on Qin Xuan's neck, and with a crisp sound, the axe blade fell on Qin Xuan's neck and made the sound of metal clashing.

"what!?"

This big axe is a seventh-rank magic weapon, and Qin Xuan's neck is not protected by a leather robe, so can't it cut through this person's body?

At this moment, Liu Wu suddenly said, "Enough!"

He looked at Qin Xuan in his eyes, with murderous intent in his brow, shock and greed.

I saw a trail of blood slipping down quietly where the ax blade touched Qin Xuan's neck.

Qin Xuan's neck was chopped off a bit. Although he hadn't hurt his blood vessels, he was wounded after all.

This scene made the great cultivator of the gods feel better, and attributed the gluttonous leather robe on Qin Xuan's body to almost all of what he had seen before. It would be terrifying if anyone could compete with the magic weapon with flesh and blood.

What's more, Qin Xuanmo said that he was still a high-grade golden core, or a body-refining cultivator who was a top-grade transforming god, which was extremely incredible to them.

Qin Xuan felt the pain in his neck, his eyes were slightly cold, "This knockdown is not bad, it can hurt me!"

Suddenly, Liuwu's complexion was shocked, and he saw Qin Xuan, who was bound by the god-bound rope, reached out his palm quietly, and suddenly pinched the big axe. Then he used force, and a lot of blood appeared on his arm. Pattern.

"In that case, you also taste the power of this axe!"

boom!

As Qin Xuan shook his arm abruptly, he saw the giant axe turning back extremely quickly, directly passing over the neck of the high-grade monk.

Suddenly, the head rose to the sky, blood like a fountain.

Qin Xuan stepped on his feet and got out of the tying rope. From the tying rope, a golden light flew up and landed on Qin Xuan's shoulder.

Da Jin'er shook his wings and hissed, as if he was asking for credit.

Qin Xuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, stepped on his feet, and used Jin Peng's body. When the great cultivators hadn't awakened from the shock, their fists suddenly fell on two of the high-ranking cultivators.

Boom!

I saw the two great cultivators who were inferior to the gods, their blood and bones burst from inch to inch and turned into blood mist in the sky.

An indifferent voice came from the blood mist, "You seemed to be happy before!"

Qin Xuan stepped on his feet, and the blood mist suddenly spread to the surroundings.

"It's me!"