Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

The wind was rustling, the evil spirits were crying.

Outside the Jiezhu, Ye Youhuang had a proud and confident smile on his face, as if he would be the winner in this battle.

Ye Youding's eyes watched the transformation, turning from a charming beauty into a demon-like demon girl, with worry hidden in his eyes.

"Phantom Sound Ghost Shaman Art!"

She slowly spit out the five characters, and the afterlight passed over Ye Youhuang's face, and the chill was filled.

The Phantom Sound Ghost Shaman Art was once the core practice of a large sect of Middle-earth, and was eventually destroyed by the Great God Kingdom.

This technique includes many methods such as illusion, sound technique, soul refinement, and evil spirit cultivation. The cultivation conditions are extremely harsh. Ye Youding has a clear memory, because this volume of exercise technique is now hidden in the treasury of the Great God Kingdom.

What she never thought was that the demon girl beside Ye Youhuang was actually practicing this kind of technique.

The eight black banners behind the demon girl, combined into one are the sixth-rank magic weapon, the black cloud ghost banner, even if they are scattered, each one is not weaker than the seventh-rank peak magic weapon.

A strong man at the pinnacle of Yuan Ying, with outstanding skills, coupled with the unpredictable black cloud ghost flag.

In the entire Middle-earth, the Nascent Soul Realm could surpass this enchanting girl, and it would never exceed ten fingers.

Not only Ye Youding, but the few strong people present also recognized it, and couldn't help being surprised.

"This time, this monk has encountered a strong enemy!" The powerful monarch said, regrettingly: "He is only the lower grade of Yuan Ying, if he is in the same realm, he may be able to fight against Ye Youhuang's women. "

"No wonder Ye Youhuang will take out the treasure again, this guy has already calculated it, and it is bound to win."

"With the hands of Yuanying Pinnacle, to insult a monk who is inferior to Yuanying? Isn't Ye Youhuang really going to have a face?"

A group of Taoists were dissatisfied, and looked at the scene of the night of the Hundred Ghosts in the Jiezhu with even more regret.

In their eyes, in this battle, Qin Xuan’s winning rate was too low, the realm was poor, the technique was good, and the sixth-rank magic weapon echoed the demon. Not to say that it was Qin Xuan Yuanying’s lower grade, which was the peak of Yuanying. Demon Ji is in the same realm, but also loses more and wins less.

Inside the beads, the evil spirits rushed towards the face, and every sound of evil spirits seemed to shake the soul. Qin Xuan was in it, and the sound of the crying of hundreds of ghosts entered his ears, which made his ears like needles and waves of knowledge.

If he hadn't had Di Nian to suppress the Sea of ​​Consciousness, he would also be affected by becoming a Yang God.

The horror of the evil wind displayed by the black flag is that even the Great Buddha can be annihilated, and it screams and falls on Qin Xuan's body protector, like a thousand swords, the body protector trembles constantly, and it seems to be broken at any time .

Everything seems to be precarious.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm. If he could use his full strength, the Eternal Sword and the Xuanguang Slashing the Dragon Gourd, this evil wind and that black banner, he would never have seen it.

It's a pity that now he can't use it at all, and even in the five-rank realm beads that Feng Bao has mastered, if he moves Jinpeng's body, Feng Bao will notice it.

Qin Xuan never cared about revealing his identity. The big deal was that he was chased by the Wu Family, and there was the imprint of the Supreme Mind of the Wind Demon, and even the Wu Family could not help him.

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, he looked at the demon girl.

However, a true monarch at the pinnacle of Yuan Ying could also force Qin Changqing to the point where he had to reveal his identity?

Extremely ridiculous!

Qin Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, in the midst of the night of the Hundred Ghosts, he unexpectedly made an act that shocked everyone.

Sitting cross-legged and sitting on the ground, the body protector is like a bell, shrouded in the body, letting the fierce wind roll down, and the ghosts attack.

Even after Qin Xuan sat cross-legged, he even closed his eyes.

This action stunned many people.

"This monk is crazy? What is he doing?"

"At this time, is it possible that he still hasn't practiced yet?"

"Interesting, this monk is really arrogant, and the enemy is in front of him, he actually treats him as nothing!"

Many voices rang from the Wanbao event, and many Taoists were surprised.

Ye Youhuang looked at Qin Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged in Jiezhu, with a slight stiff smile.

Zhou Lianyun was even more surprised, looking at Qin Xuan in disbelief.

Ye Youding looked a little confused, not knowing what Qin Xuan was going to do.

Inside the Jiezhu, Yao Ji looked at Qin Xuan who was sitting cross-legged and surrounded by a hundred ghosts and evil winds, and her eyes were even more cold.

"What a monk, in front of me, you dare to be so rampant!" Yao Ji was so angry that she has never been so humiliated since she practiced. When she started her own hands, the enemy actually regarded her as nothing and meditated cross-legged.

Such actions are a great insult to the enchantress.

On the other hand, Qin Xuan, sitting cross-legged on the ground, like a rock, his body was constantly trembling by the body protector, but he didn't notice it.

He was calm, with many magical powers in his mind.

He didn't know much about the supernatural powers of Buddhism and Taoism in his previous life, and most of them were immortal Buddha supernatural powers. Now he can't cultivate.

In the realm of cultivation, there are only a handful of magical powers he can use now, and Qin Xuan soon decided on one magical power.

Fighting the Buddhist temple, three thousand thunder pupils!

This is a third-rank supernatural power, born in a Buddhist temple in fighting wars, and a Buddhist supernatural power created by the monk in white after entering the realm of cultivation.

Hitomi gave birth to three thousand thunder, breaking through a million magic ways!

Three thousand thunder pupils, third rank supernatural powers, even in the Douzhan Buddhist Temple, it is extremely complicated to cultivate, and it is necessary to condense three thousand thunder patterns in the pupils with one's own mana. After condensing, the three thousand thunder patterns will form a formation, which is cumbersome. , Beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Qin Xuan closed his eyes, and his whole person seemed deadly silent, with only the body protector's true essence, and the golden lotus in his body continued to rotate, still standing tall.

"Monk!" Yao Ji suddenly let out a scream, and there was even more anger in her eyes. Her hand suddenly shook, and the eight black flags behind her turned into one, turning into a giant flag of several meters in size. , Cover the sky and cover the sun.

On this giant banner, the treasures of Yousen circulate, like a pair of evil ghost faces.

With the emergence of the giant flag, the hundred ghosts unexpectedly made a sound of fear and retreated one after another, and saw the demon girl holding the giant flag, and she looked at Qin Xuan angrily.

"I want to see how much you have to ignore me!"

As the giant banner shook, the pitch-black evil spirit condensed and turned into a storm, like a black dragon, heading straight towards Qin Xuan.

Wherever he went, the earth was quietly annihilated in this evil spirit, and the void was trembling faintly.

In the blink of an eye, this dark storm of evil spirits hit Qin Xuan's body protector Zhenyuan.

boom!

If Hong Zhong Dalü hits, it is like the sound of ten thousand soldiers fighting and colliding, Qin Xuan's body guard Zhenyuan just insisted on a few breaths, and it was broken.

The terrifying wind drowned Qin Xuan, and it took less than a hundred breaths of time from Qin Xuan's sitting on the ground to the time when his body guard was broken.

Yao Ji smiled, "It's a pity you monk, if you didn't seek your own death, why bother..."

She hadn't finished speaking. Suddenly, her complexion changed slightly, and she saw a little thunder glow in the fierce wind.

boom!

Suddenly, three thousand thunders penetrated through the evil wind, and the evil wind was full of holes.

When the evil wind dissipated, Qin Xuan stood quietly, and the figure holding the Buddha's ceremony appeared, but in his eyes, it seemed that there were three thousand stars, and thunder burst out from it.

"Donor, the poor monk has just acquired a magical power."

Qin Xuan smiled, three thousand thunderbolts shot out in all directions, and a hundred ghosts touched them and broke them instantly. Then, three thousand thunderbolts rushed towards the demon girl from all directions.

In the eyes of the demon girl's sudden change, the giant banner waved, and the evil spirit collided with the three thousand thunder.

Qin Xuan stood still, holding the Buddha's ceremony, and laughed out.

"It can easily beat you!"

The sound fell, the giant streamer rumbling loudly, it is difficult to rival the three thousand thunder.

In the Lei Mang, the demon girl's mask was broken, and the corners of her mouth were stained with blood.

Yuan Ying peak, defeat!