Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Qin Xuan stood holding the Buddha's gift, and more and more monks gathered around him.

"Someone dared to do it in Yuyaoguan, where is the monk so bold!"

"Isn't that the third son of Wendehou? He was hit hard, my God!"

"This monk really didn't know how to live or die, and he dared to hurt the son of Wen Dehou when he did his hands in Yuyaoguan."

The youth was slightly hideous, and roared, "You are looking for death!"

He was so angry that he had never been so humiliated. Every look around him made him feel extremely humiliated.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, looking at the son of the prince who was extremely angry.

"A Yuan Ying, dare to say the words to die in front of me?"

"The poor monk is the Da Zizai Temple, who cultivates the Mahayana Buddhism path. Not to mention the son of a prince in your area, or the entire Yuanying realm monks of the Yuyaguan Pass. The poor monks can also be controlled by one palm."

Qin Xuan's words sounded like the wind slowly.

In an instant, the expressions of the surrounding cultivators froze. Among the onlookers, there were more than dozens of cultivators in the Primordial Infant Realm. Now they heard Qin Xuan's words, they couldn't help but become angry.

"Monk, what did you say?"

"Dead thief is bald, you never looked for death!"

"Come on, I want to see how you can suppress me with one palm!"

A true monarch was so angry that he was suddenly humiliated, and he wanted to do it directly to teach Qin Xuan.

Before they could continue to speak out, Qin Xuan had already started, not giving the Wendehou youth a chance to gloat.

The palm of your hand is like a giant tower of Buddha, and it falls down.

"You..." The youth's complexion was shocked, and before he roared, the cyan mysterious tortoise shield had already been refined.

boom!

Under a palm, the light of the mysterious tortoise shell was dim, and the young man sprayed blood again, and was blown away like a meteor.

Qin Xuan did not hesitate, and once again took the palm.

boom!

The palm prints smashed against the young man, his eyes were cracked, and he quickly moved the mysterious tortoise shield.

With a loud bang, the young man shook his whole body under the golden palm prints, as if his whole body was shattered, the body guard was inlaid on the ground, and cracks spread in all directions.

"Dead bald donkey!" The young man's voice was hoarse, but blood was constantly overflowing from his mouth.

Qin Xuan slapped his palm again. This time, the young man didn't even have the strength to make a sound. The whole person fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, only the mysterious tortoise shield burst out with a faint light.

This time, the surrounding monks shut their mouths, especially the many monks in the Nascent Soul Realm who looked at Qin Xuan with almost horror.

It’s terrible. The three sons of Wendehou are middle-ranked true monarchs, and the mysterious tortoise shield is the more superior existence among the sixth-rank magic weapons. Under this monk’s hands, there is no resistance. If you fall again With a palm, I am afraid that the three sons of Wendehou will definitely die.

The few Yuanying True Monarchs who clamored before couldn't help backing a few steps, terrified of Qin Xuan's fierce might.

In the shock of everyone, Qin Xuan had already dropped the fourth palm.

His eyes were calm, he didn't care about the young man's life or death, his palms turned up.

"presumptuous!"

In the void, there was a cold shout.

Suddenly, a spiritual glow broke through the air, and Qin Xuan turned his head slightly, the Great Buddha Butcher still falling.

This spiritual light was too fast, and it fell on the hands of the Great Buddha in just an instant, and the wind and waves swept in all directions like a violent wave.

Qin Xuan's Dafutu stopped for two breaths, and then disappeared as Qin Xuan stopped.

A middle-aged man wearing a purple gold-patterned garment appeared above the young man, Qin Xuan's eyes lightened.

Return to the Void Daojun!

The middle-aged man's face looked like frost, looking at Qin Xuan unkindly.

The fallen young man looked at the middle-aged man even more, revealing a surviving look, his voice was extremely weak, "Uncle Ling!"

The surrounding monks looked shocked, looking at the well-dressed middle-aged man, "General Zhenguan of the Dagan Empire!"

"General Ling!"

Many people's complexion changed suddenly, Yuyaoguan, where soldiers were deployed for the three great kingdoms, has not changed for many years, in order to prevent the monster race in the wild mountain range from entering the middle earth and setting off a **** wind.

Ling Ang is one of them. It belongs to the Great God Kingdom. He has been guarded in this pass for nearly ten thousand years. From a small soldier, I don’t know how many big monsters have been killed. The Taoist strong.

The middle-aged people's eyes are cold, and the body is even more suffocating, which makes people shudder.

He flashed past the miserable young man, and he was secretly shocked.

What is the strength of the youth, he knows, the middle grade of the Nascent Soul is a genius who can fight the peak of the Nascent Soul, and the entire Great God Kingdom has heard about it, but now he is beaten into such a miserable appearance in this Yuyaoguan?

Ling Ang stared at Qin Xuan and looked at Qin Xuan's Buddhist clothing.

"Do you know you are guilty?" Ling Ang said, his voice was like a knife, and the evil aura directly pressed against Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan stood in the suffocation, motionless, and smiled indifferently: "Why did the general say this?"

Ling Ang's eyes became colder and colder, "Yuyaoguan prohibits military use. This is the rule laid down by the three kings of the gods, Hou, you are now in this Yuyaoguan, the crime is extremely heinous, and wounding the son of Wendehou is even more sinful! "

Qin Xuan could not help but laugh softly when he heard the words: "The sin is very sinful? The poor monk came from outside the stars, but encountered injustice. This so-called son of the prince took the lead. Is it possible that the poor monk has to wait and die?"

"The three great kingdoms, so majestic!"

Ling Ang's eyes were cold, and he stepped forward. Behind him, there was a spirit like a mountain, pressing towards Qin Xuan.

The primordial soul of the primordial infant state and the return to the virtual state are enough to affect the real thing. Under the pressure of the primordial spirit, it is Qin Xuan, who feels like a **** carrying a **** on his body, and his body is like being imprisoned.

"Rights and wrongs, this general has his own judgment!" Ling Ang said coldly: "Today, you will be arrested and put in jail!"

At this moment, Ling Ang's eyes moved slightly.

Astonishment appeared in his eyes, watching Qin Xuan take a step forward under the pressure of his soul.

"It's such a big official prestige, with your little general, it's not enough to seize the poor monk, right?" Qin Xuan smiled lightly, looking at Ling Ang, his eyes calm, "I persuade the general to take back his prestige. , The poor monk is from the Dazizai Temple, if Mo Yunxing does not want to see my three thousand Buddhas at the Dazizai Temple come here!"

Ling Ang's heart was shaken, three thousand Buddhas?

Among the Buddhism, only those above the Returning Void Realm can be called Buddha.

Three thousand return to the virtual realm strong! ?

His eyes moved slightly, staring at Qin Xuan, Da Zi Zai Temple?

Ling Ang had heard that this temple was a Buddhist temple outside the Ten Star Territories, and it was a second-ranked Buddhist temple. Legend has it that it is even promoted to the first-ranked Buddhist temple.

Just as the emotions in Ling Ang's heart repeated, suddenly there was Bao Nian in the sky.

A silver armored soldier will guard this treasure. Next to this treasure, there is a demon wolf with silver hair on the back. There is a young man riding on the demon wolf. This young man and the third son of Wendehou who was severely injured by Qin Xuan There are some similarities, the only thing that is not similar is the breath.

A cold and arrogant one, and a gentle as jade, but this young man is already a half-walking monarch, and the Nascent Soul Realm is great.

Ling Ang turned his head, his pupils shrank abruptly when he saw Bao Nian, and he suddenly closed down on one knee.

"Final Ling Ang, see the third princess!"