Rebirth of the Urban Immortal

Thousands of light and chemical converge at one point, and the Qi machine will swing through the ages and pass through the ages!

The long hair of the owner of the ghost villa is full of murderous intent, and the murderous intent is hidden in the hair, shaking the world.

The attack was sharp, almost impeccable, and there was a feeling of pervasiveness, even though it was a heavenly monarch.

But every heavenly monarch has his own terrifying combat power and unique skills.

Often when the realm is the same, the competition is a unique skill!

The unique skills of the owner of the ghost villa are obviously terrifying and unimaginable.

His combat power is too surging, and his mana is surging away like a tide, flowing from under his feet, and almost happily engulfing the vast expanse of heaven and earth and the void and deep space.

but!

After all, Jutian is a great day, and he has already gone through this step, and also went up from the heavenly monarch, not to mention that by the great day, the understanding of Tao, war, and law has long exceeded the cognitive scope of the heavenly monarch.

Even if only the Law Bodies came here at this moment, not the deity, but in terms of combat power.

In this battle, the owner of the ghost villa will undoubtedly lose!

It's just a matter of time.

The attack of the boss of the ghost villa was sharp, and there was a kind of combat power that exceeded his level.

Just how sharp the attack is, the sky is like a pine in the storm, swaying with the wind, but the foundation is as stable as Mount Tai, as thick as the vast earth!

Ju Tian raised a hand and drew forward.

This painting is shining with golden light.

Under the shining, the surging light instantly flooded the mana tide of the owner of the ghost villa.

The mana tide was cut off abruptly, and cut apart abruptly!

Wow.

The owner of the ghost villa suddenly spouted blood, and his whole person instantly wilted.

But before he could step back, a palm was printed on his chest.

Then he was beaten alive!

From beginning to end, Jutian actually had two palms!

Just two palms, the owner of the ghost villa has fallen!

Beida Zhou is miserable!

The eighth day of April!

Beida Zhou Lingxu Cave!

Jutian's Law Body shone with a strange light.

The eighth-ranked master of the top ten masters of Peking University, Ling Xu Tianjun!

At this moment, Lord Tianjun proudly sits on a stone chair. This stone chair used to be a huge boulder. He sits there every day. Time goes by, and he sits abruptly into a chair.

"Are you still here to see me?" Lingxu Tianjun said with an expression on his face.

Because in front of him is Beizhu and Yibo Yuntian.

Yi Bo Yuntian opened his mouth.

"Second brother, don't speak anymore."

"Brother, how many years have we not seen each other?" Lingxu Tianjun looked at Beizhu.

"One hundred thousand years or two hundred thousand years?"

"If I didn't know the breath on you, I wouldn't know you anymore."

"You are old." Lingxu Tianjun looked at Beizhu.

"That's it, I'm leaving." Lingxu Tianjun got up.

Passed by Beizhu, and then patted Beizhu on the shoulder.

The North Lord did not move, nor looked back.

"He must have endured a lot of things in his heart!" Ye Shuangshuang looked at the old man standing there.

The old man seemed to be numb.

He looked at the chair, and there was a jug of wine on the chair.

The wine is already dry.

Because that is wine more than 200,000 years ago.

"Ling Xu!"

"Look for me to drink when you are free."

"Okay, I bring my treasured wine!"

Boom!

Jutian is like a murderous demon, pressing forward step by step in the void.

But Lingxu Tianjun's entire human body was like sifting chaff, and the whole person who was beaten with one punch kept flying.

"Hahaha!"

"Come again!" Lingxu Tianjun sneered.

He cultivated a kind of exercise, although he couldn't be physically unparalleled, but he could make his bones harder than Xianjin!

Ju Tian drew closer, and then grabbed Lingxu Tianjun's chest.

Then the skin and meat are exploded!

Lingxu Tianjun's breastbone was taken out abruptly.

But Lingxu Tianjun did not frown as if he was not injured!

Then, the blood rained.

Lingxu Tianjun's whole body exploded.

April 17!

Flying Sword Pond!

"Is the boss here?" A middle-aged man stood there proudly holding a long sword.

The sword in his hand was trembling and humming!

That's because it's going to fight.

"The boss said, he is not coming." Yi Bo Yuntian came.

"Hey!" Tianjun holding a long sword sighed.

He got it.

"Second brother, what do you say we are all for?"

"We are all this age, what else can't let go of?"

"Why bother?"

Yi Bo Yuntian was silent, did not speak, could not say a word, but his eyes were still red after all.

"Bring a word to the boss."

"Me, Sword Three!"

"Never regretted following him!"

"I will play the Great Northern Universe, the aura that a master of the northern realm should have!" The sword-holding Tianjun jumped up!

He soared into the world, and the world was densely covered with sword shadows.

The sword is in his hands, just like himself.

Heaven and Earth seemed to be affected at this moment.

Even if the will of heaven and earth is complete.

But this moment was also affected by the fierce sword shadow.

"The sword divides the world!" In the bright brilliance.

Jian Tianjun never appeared again.

The big day is already here, brilliant and splendid.

April 27.

The sixth master of Peking University!

That is a woman.

She is extremely beautiful, and she is regarded as the first beauty in the true sense of Peking Universe.

At the moment she was in the house, which was a courtyard, and outside the courtyard was the Beizhu, standing there quietly.

It was raining, and the rain fell down along the cyan tiles, forming a flow comb!

Yi Bo Yuntian walked in because the door was only opened for Yi Bo Yuntian.

The North Master couldn't get in, and an invisible wall of air stopped him outside.

"Big brother is here, don't you see me?"

"It's gone, there is no need to see." The woman said softly.

"Remember to take care of the crabapple flowers I planted in the yard outside the door."

"It doesn't like sunlight, so remember to put it in a cool place for ventilation."

"I have been raising it for many years. Today, when I was poured by the rain, the petals were all broken." The woman said, tears streaming down her eyes.

Her name is Bing Haitang!

She is the first saint of Peking Universe and the only female heavenly monarch of Peking Universe.

"Okay, I promise you." Yi Bo Yuntian's body was shaking, clenching his fists, blood was already bleeding from his fists.

"It's not necessary. This is what everyone meant, and everyone understands it." Bing Haitang stood up, then handed out an umbrella.

"Let him not stand in the rain, it is not good for him."

"I'm leaving." Bing Haitang disappeared after saying this.

Above the nine heavens, a woman came here with a fancy for eternity.

Countless kinds of flowers rippling the world, extremely beautiful.

It's also very beautiful.

There are flowers in the entire emptiness, the sea of ​​flowers, the world of flowers, and all kinds of flowers.

The woman wears a mask.

While the rain was still falling below, the northern master stood in the rain, without saying a word, lowered his head, and stood there silently! Let the rain pour on him!