Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Qin Xuanlue cast a spell, condensed the sand into a stone, sat on it, and watched out of the battlefield.

The magic power is intertwined, and hundreds of soldiers and thousands of skills collide together. Even in the northern barren land, the scene of more than two hundred cultivators fighting against the gods is rare.

"It's a pity!" Qin Xuan sighed slightly, neither of these two camps were stupid.

Just like Han Yu and Lu Gan, the two have never used a sixth-grade magic weapon.

With the background of the Wild Treasure Tower and Tongbao Pavilion, Han Yu and Lu Gan, led by the disciples, would have no Six-Rank magic weapon to defend themselves? Even the martial artist still has the sixth-rank magic treasure to bind the **** rope, whether it is the Huangbaolou direct line or the Feng Bao disciple, how can he not have the sixth-rank magic treasure to protect his body?

Qin Xuan had known these two people in his previous life, and he knew that apart from the sixth-rank magic weapon, the two even had more than one life-saving thing.

Huangbaolou is a wealthy Mo Yunxing, and Tongbao Pavilion is the second-tier giant Jiazongmen in the cultivation world.

The power of wealth is enough to allow them to acquire many inheritances, magical powers, and magic weapons, and their background is much deeper than those that have been closed all the year round.

In Qin Xuan's gaze, the hands of the two parties not only intensified, but also became more plain.

"stop!"

Accompanied by a loud shout, Lu Gan made something impressive in his hands.

This is a **** ship, the size of a palm, but there are two beads on the bow and stern, carved like the sun and the moon.

With the emergence of this divine ship, the entire battlefield became hot and cold and anxious.

It seems that half of the world is like a melting pot, and half of the world is turned into a pole.

Not only that, as the divine ship vacated and covered the sky, the first two giant pearls, like the sun and the moon, suppressed everything, making all the great cultivators present at the scene change.

"Sun Moon Treasure Ship!" Han Yu's eyes shook sharply, and the silver bead bracelet in her wrist trembled slightly, and it soon subsided.

Among the six-rank magic weapons, the Sun and Moon Treasure Ship, the two great cultivators of the Heavenly Clouds and Illusion Clouds, most of them did not know this heaven-shielding treasure ship, but Han Yu didn't know how.

Lu Gan stood under the treasure ship, his eyes quiet.

He flashed past Liu Zheng, frowning slightly. Originally, there were almost one hundred and fifty disciples of the Phantom Cloud Sect who entered the Heavenly Heaven Pavilion. If it were not for the sudden loss of dozens of people, they would not be like that. Yunzong and Tongbao Pavilion.

The numbers of the two sides are about the same, and if the fight is really dead, it is still unknown who will die.

They are all seeking treasure and no one wants to lose their lives.

Han Yu frowned slightly, and Liu Le couldn't help looking at Lu Gan.

What Lu Gan thought, they naturally knew too.

"Lu Gan, it's a wishful thinking that you want to swallow this Wanbaolou alone. As a descendant of the deserted building, you should at least grow your head!" Han Yu said faintly, with a hint of coldness in his voice.

Liu Zheng couldn't help but his eyes were slightly cold, and it was obvious that Han Yu was aggressive before he satirized him.

"Damn Tianyun kid!"

Liu Zheng roared in his heart, and his hatred for Qin Xuan grew stronger.

If it weren't for Qin Xuan's body to be nearly eighty great cultivators of the God of Transformation, why did he come to this point? Why should Tianyunzong and Tongbao Pavilion compete with him?

But Liu Zheng also knew that now the two sides are truly evenly matched, and it is almost impossible to tell the winner.

Moreover, in the Tianxiao Pavilion, they are not only the only ones giving salutes in all directions, but the Northern Wilderness countries have also formed an alliance to counter their four major forces. I am afraid that the news of the Wanbaolou has already spread.

Lu Gan's eyes fell slightly, and then he smiled slightly: "Daoist Han Yu, why bother to be so aggressive!"

"I persuade everyone, it is good for you and me, you should understand this!"

Standing with his hands behind, he turned and looked at the Qianzhang Wanbao Tower.

"You know, now that this prohibition has not been broken, we will fight for it, so that the Northern Wilderness countries can see it, I am afraid that the face of our wait is completely lost."

When the words fell, Lu Gan's eyes suddenly chilled. From his sleeves, there were nine flying knives, which seemed to be a complete set. Each flying knives was unmatched. The nine flying knives combined, even It is no weaker than the sixth rank magic weapon.

In the distance, a few monks who entered this fourth floor were fighting and gloating on the Quartet. The moment the flying knives emerged, they only felt cold.

Before they could react, their pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw a path of divine consciousness turning into flying needles and rushing into the sea of ​​their knowledge with extremely fast techniques. Immediately, a scream had already sounded.

"Ah, you dare to do so!"

"Senior forgive me, I will never dare anymore!"

"My knowledge of the sea!"

Amidst these screams, several people were hit hard, and then a flying knife passed by.

Puff puff puff... several heads flew up, blood was like a fountain, those great cultivators were all captured by flying knives, and their bodies were in different places.

Such a scene, not to mention that it was a disciple of the Tianyun Sect, or Liu Zheng and others, could not help but feel chills in their hearts.

The great cultivators of the gods all sucked in air-conditioning, and their eyes were awed and frightened towards Lu Gan.

"It's a descendant of the Wild Treasure Building!" Even Liu Zhi couldn't help but stare at it, fearful.

After Lu Gan killed a few people, he smiled faintly, "So, I suggest, how about I wait to work together to break the prohibition of the **** jade? If this prohibition is broken repeatedly, it would be too slow, it is better to be present at 200 The remaining great cultivators of the gods all started together and broke it forcibly."

When Han Yu's program made a sound, Lu Gan interrupted: "As for who the **** jade belongs to, then you have to rely on your own ability. One, I don’t know if you from Tianyun Sect are willing to give you Tongbao Pavilion Han Yu!"

The voices came to my ears, and all the great cultivators of the Sky Cloud Sect looked unnatural.

Na Shenyu, naturally none of them wanted to give up, but Lu Gan said so, many people still look ugly.

"As you said!" Han Yu said coldly: "You of the Tianyun Sect, shouldn't you have any objections?"

"No!" Liu Le also nodded.

Lu Gan smiled faintly, his afterlight passed the distance, which happened to be where Qin Xuan was.

He couldn't see Qin Xuan, but his precious pupil could see the traces of the formation, knowing that there was someone there, and it was Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan was a few miles away, farther than those onlookers, his spiritual sense was not covered, so Lu Gan didn't do anything.

only……

Lu Gan's mouth twitched slightly, and a flash of anger in his eyes flashed away.

He was expecting that Qin Xuan would be the fisherman in his own right, so he...

Just kill it!

Afterwards, more than two hundred great monks gathered their energizing eyes on the place where the Nashen Jade was. Watching the circulation of the restriction, many people could not help being solemn and fiery.

"Do it!"

Accompanied by a loud shout, immediately, countless Ling Jue had burst out of the sky, and even more magic weapons, bombarding above the restriction, the entire Wanbao Building seemed to be trembling slightly.

With one blow, the restriction has suddenly become much weaker.

"Move again!" There was another loud shout, and more than two hundred monks bombarded again.

After bombarding three times, the restriction was almost broken, until the fourth time when the two hundred Great Transformation cultivators bombarded.

The level of restriction in front of the Nashen Jade was shattered unexpectedly, and the Nashen Jade was swept into the air by many forces.

This scene seems to be the key to chaos.

In an instant, in everyone's pupils, there was the **** of jade flying out of the sky, and then they were covered by greed.

The place where Qin Xuan was, the stones formed by the sand had already dispersed.

In the air, a figure flashed from time to time, hiding in the formation.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, looking at the Na Shenyu, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Each skill?"

He was in a good mood and ridiculed the words that had been circulated in his hometown.

"I'm not speaking bluntly, wait..."

"It's all rubbish!"