Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Ye Youhuang's face was almost ugly, and his face was gloomy.

The powerhouse on the side saw Ye Youhuang's expression like this, but he felt refreshed.

Li Xiao stared at Qin Xuan in Jiezhu, his expression extremely complicated.

He thought he was a genius, but was defeated by the Jin Jiang in the Jiezhu. He thought it was the Jin Jiang that was too strong.

Nowadays, an unknown monk can defeat the golden general.

"Xiao'er, don't be depressed! There are more than a million great stars in the cultivation world, endless creatures, coexistence of demons and monsters, and they are one of the tianjiao creatures selected by billions, and they are everywhere in the cultivation world." Lingxuan sighed: "However, , I wait for cultivation, but not just to compete for the best, but to become immortals!"

"If you don't climb the fairyland, how can you be invincible for a while?"

Li Xiao turned his head and glanced at Ling Xuan, seeming to have some enlightenment.

The Jiezhu moved slightly, and Qin Xuan came out of it, holding the Buddha's gift and standing, he looked at Ye Youhuang, "Donor, the Three Treasure Bodhi tree species!"

He was straightforward, and never concealed it.

The cultivators present couldn't help but look at Ye Youhuang. In this battle, Ye Youhuang not only lost face, but also lost several kinds of Sambo Bodhi. It can be said that he lost his wife and broke down.

There were also people who frowned slightly, with Ye Youhuang's arrogance, I'm afraid they would never give up like this.

Ye Youhuang's gloomy expression gradually returned to normal, he played with the Three Treasure Bodhi tree in his hand.

"You want this thing, you can!"

"However, you need to fight another fight!"

As the sound fell, Qin Xuan looked as usual, looking at Ye Youhuang.

The cultivators on the side couldn't see it anymore, and someone slowly said, "Ye Youhuang, are you planning to lose your promise? This place is a Wanbao event. When I wait, it doesn't exist?"

"Ye Youhuang, don't go too far, since you are ranting, you should give this treasure to this monk!"

Many people stood up slowly, showing bad faces.

Ye Youhuang suddenly raised his head, looking at the uttering Taoist monarch, his voice was like a bell.

"To shut up!"

His face was cold and he stared at the group of Taoist monarchs with anger burning in his eyes, "How can this prince lose his promise? Since this prince has accepted this battle, he will naturally plant the Three Treasure Bodhi tree to this monk."

The Daoist monarchs were pale, they were all dissatisfied with Ye Youhuang's arrogance to the extreme.

Returning to the Void Daoist, every one of Mo Yunxing is an extraordinary person, but now he is being rebuked by Ye Youhuang at will, naturally he is dissatisfied.

With a faint smile, Ye Youhuang looked at Qin Xuan playfully, "Monk, you are out of this prince's expectation. It is better to fight another battle. If you win, this prince will get rid of this Three Treasure Bodhi tree. Tree species, give you this thing too!"

His fingers moved slightly, a ring dotted with spars lit up, and a black jade bottle appeared in his hand.

"This is Yuqiong's plasma. It was originally given to the Golden General. If you win another game, I will give you this thing together! How?"

Qin Xuan's eyes moved slightly, and Yuqiong's blood plasma was an excellent thing of pure body.

He looked at Ye Youhuang, who deserved to be the prince of the Great God Kingdom, such a treasure, even the Sky Cloud Sect could not have it, but Ye Youhuang could take it out at will.

"Seventeenth brother, who are you going to let the eminent monk fight again?" Ye Youding's face changed slightly, and there was worry in the depths of his eyes.

Ye Youhuang turned his head and smiled faintly, "It's a weak woman!"

"Demon Ji, this battle is up to you!"

Behind Emperor Ye You, a woman with an exposed figure and a fair complexion mask walked out slowly.

"The slave family will follow the prince's order!"

Her voice was so sweet, that even the hearts of many cultivators present could not help but make waves.

Ye Youding's complexion changed slightly. Before she could speak, Qin Xuan faintly said, "Okay!"

He should come down, holding the Buddha's gift, smiling as before, "Donor, you and I have no relatives for no reason, why bother to send such a heavy gift like this!"

Qin Xuan sighed and said: "The poor monk remembers the love of the benefactor, and he will repay it in the future!"

He had never even looked at the enchanting girl, but the words in his mouth surprised the strong present.

Give this kind of treasure?

This monk is too mad, is it possible that he thinks he will win this battle?

The eyes of everyone passed the Demon Fairy, and many people were shocked. They were shocked to find that they could not see through the Demon Fairy's realm, as if they were covered with a layer of mist on the Demon Fairy.

When the demon girl heard Qin Xuan's words, she giggled even more coquettishly, and the voices of many people turned red, pressing their charming hearts.

Ye Youhuang's expression was slightly stiff, and he suddenly laughed, "You monk is interesting, demon girl, do it lightly, don't let this monk suffer too much!"

Qin Xuan smiled lightly, he turned around, and then entered the world pearl.

Qin Xuan's eyes dazzled slightly in the sky of Jie Zhu, and there was a coquettish voice in his ear.

"Monk, why are you so thin!"

A graceful jade hand fell on Qin Xuan's shoulder, and Yao Ji did not know when he actually appeared behind Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan did not respond, and slowly fell. Suddenly, the palm of his hand shook, and a strange purple fire was actually lit.

The Eternal Evergreen Art was operating, and the mana was shaken, and the purple fire was annihilated. Then, the mana turned into the Buddha's power, and the vastness was like a sea, shaking to the surroundings.

Quietly, the figure of Xuan Ji backed away for an unknown number of steps, and Qin Xuan did not know when countless enchanting figures of women appeared.

"Monk, why be so unfeeling? The world is beautiful, what kind of Buddha do you cultivate, what way do you understand, why not be happy with the slave family?"

The coquettish voice makes your hands and feet numb, but Qin Xuan's heart is clear.

This woman is a little weird, this voice is a kind of sound, eats people's heart, and is even more illusion.

This enchantress should be a Mahayana who cultivates illusion art.

Qin Xuan smiled softly, "The female donor, I think you also have the top grade of Nascent Soul, the magic sound killing and cutting are all extremely mysterious, even the strong of Nascent Soul Stage, I am afraid it is difficult to be the opponent of the female donor!"

"unfortunately!"

Qin Xuan shook his head slightly, "You have chosen the wrong enemy! The poor monk is a monk, the beauty is like bones to me, and the world is nothing!"

"It's the fairy in the sky, and the poor monk's heart is like dead silence."

In the void, the demon girl looked as usual, "Monk, these words, the slave family listens too much..."

Before her bewitching voice sounded, Qin Xuan slowly probed his hand.

The palm of the Buddha is like a tower, roaring out, and all the illusions are scattered.

"Monk, you are so cruel!"

In front of Qin Xuan, there was a stunning woman, unclothed, pitiful, tearful.

boom!

The Great Buddha's hand fell, the illusion turned into nothingness, Yao Ji's pupils finally changed, and she looked at Qin Xuan strangely.

Her illusion skills were great, and her voice skills eroded her heart, and the monk in front of her was unmoved.

"Monk, in that case, don't blame me!"

As the sound fell, the demon girl's voice suddenly became extremely gloomy. With her hands sticking out, from behind her, eight black banners appeared, and from it, a series of dead souls flew out, such as ferocious evil spirits and ghosts.

The pitch black wind swept down and fell on the hands of the Dafu Tu, and even wiped it out, but in the blink of an eye, the hands of the Dafu Tu broke.

Qin Xuan held the Buddha's gift and looked ahead. The wind covered the sky, and the evil spirits shuttled.

If,

Hyakki Yexing!

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Four more presents, two chapters, um... to thank every reader for helping Lao Meng make the list.

This month, I don’t even ask for monthly tickets, I just ask all readers to be happy.

I slipped away, and the hard-working old dream went to bed!