Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Down the mountain, everything is silent.

There were only stunned faces, and eyes full of astonishment appeared around.

Qianfeng's face was pale, he looked at Qin Xuan, and it took a long time to suppress the shock in his heart.

A disciple of Kunlun Neizong, a monk in the realm of God.

Even in the realm of comprehension, he had never encountered such a pale.

The monk who is best at speed is not as good as the opponent's low-grade golden core, which seems to be the biggest humiliation to him.

"Thank you for your last pity!"

Qianfeng swallowed a pill to recover from his injuries.

At this moment, there was no arrogance on his face, regardless of whether the opponent was a lower grade or a god, but at the last moment, the opponent did keep his hand.

If it weren't for the other side to keep their hands last, the two would probably be a lose-lose situation.

Qin Xuan looked at Qian Feng faintly, "I have old times with you Kunlun Patriarch, I will never kill you!"

Have an old relationship with Kunlun Patriarch?

Qian Feng was startled, his face even more sinking.

The Kunlun Patriarch has long been a giant of the same Dao. I don’t know how many years have existed since the real world. There is a mere golden core monk who has not been over a hundred years old, so he dare to say that he has a relationship with his Kunlun Patriarch?

Qianfeng ignored the words, but slowly got up, the wound on his chest gradually healed with the power of the pill.

"I thought that the barren stars in this area are all mortals, but I never thought that the barren land came out of the dragon python." Qianfeng said slowly: "You were merciful before, but I am not like that. If you just moved half-killing, My spiritual sense is out and it hurts your soul, how can you allow you to hurt me?"

There seemed to be a light in his eyes, and Qin Xuan suddenly felt a pressure.

This coercion rose from the soul, as if there was sword glow in the opponent's eyes, trying to chop his soul into powder.

"Divine consciousness?"

Qin Xuan couldn't help but shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Then you, why not try?"

Qianfeng's complexion changed suddenly as the sound fell.

Even the rest of the cultivators couldn't help being stunned, especially Xu Chen, whose eyes flickered slightly.

The biggest difference between the golden core and the god-transforming state is the divine consciousness, which can hurt the soul with a single thought, and it is the golden core monk's arrogance, but the soul is still weak, and compared with the divine consciousness, it is like a cloud of mud.

How dare this Qing emperor speak such crazy words?

Is it possible that he has a magic weapon for soul protection?

Xu Chen looked at the eternal sword in Qin Xuan's hand, the seventh-rank magic weapon, his eyes condensed slightly.

Soul protection magic weapon, this is the most precious treasure in the realm of cultivation for those who are below the realm of transformation, and even the realm of transformation will be jealous.

Fighting with spirit and consciousness, one person has the magic weapon to protect the soul, and stand up against each other.

Even Qianfeng's pupils couldn't help but shrink, "Do you really think I don't dare? Even if you have the soul-protecting magic weapon, what about? It may not be able to stop me!"

"The magic weapon can't be everything!"

Qianfeng's expression is solemn, "I want you to keep your hands. I will not care about anything that hurts me today. As long as you admit a defeat, I won't fall into the previous disputes!"

"Even if you are willing to go to the realm of cultivation, my Qianfeng can lead the way for you and enter my Kunlun Sect!"

Qian Feng's eyes were solid, and he came to defeat this Azure Emperor.

After the Qing Emperor was defeated, Mo Qinglian would enter the Kunlun Sect with him.

As for the disrespect of the Qing Emperor before, Qian Feng had already ignored it.

The strong in the realm of cultivation are respected, and the fact that this Qing emperor can hurt him with the golden core is enough to make Qianfeng's pride admit.

With such a natural arrogance, Qianfeng naturally has the intention of introducing it to Kunlun Sect.

This Qingdi is definitely a peerless talent.

Even if it is in the realm of cultivation, it is destined to be stunning and brilliant enough to compete with core disciples and even direct disciples.

The other cultivators all had slight changes in their complexions, and they understood the meaning of Qianfeng's words.

Xu Le couldn't help turning his head and glanced at Qin Ling, "Once your brother enters the realm of cultivation, I'm afraid the dragon will enter the sea!"

Xu Le shook his head and smiled bitterly. A few people who are incompetent and trapped by the constraints of heaven and earth, they also have such a strong talent. What if they are in the realm of cultivation?

Xu Le can imagine that if this person enters the realm of cultivation, there will be a arrogant in the realm of cultivation.

Qin Ling stared, "Jiaolong? You curse! Linger ignored you!"

With that, Qin Ling kicked Xu Le and walked to Jun Wushuang's side.

curse?

Xu Le was a little bit eager to cry, but when the dragon entered the sea, when did he curse?

He turned his head back with a bitter face and looked at Qin Xuan in the sky.

Perhaps, the Jiaolong entering the sea was a bit contemptuous. Such talent and strength are called...

Long Teng nine days!

Not too much, right?

...

In midair, Qin Xuan's clothes remained unmoved, Cang Fa swayed from the breeze.

Qin Xuan shook his head and laughed, "You are the injured, and you are not as fast as I. Now, you are the one who made me lose?"

His smile gradually faded, and there was peace in his eyes.

"A mere cultivator of the God of Hua, really thinks he can beat me, Qin Changqing?"

"Divine knowledge is nothing but a small dust on me, do you dare to hurt me?"

The chill in Qin Xuan's eyes flashed away, as if a general trend was rising on his body, causing the surrounding world to be surging.

"I have said before, kneel if you don't worship!"

"I, Qin Changqing, have never fumbled all my life."

Qin Xuan's pupils are indifferent, same as the sky.

"I have saved your life and will not kill you. If you don't kneel again, I will not show mercy!"

When the sound fell, everyone's expressions were shocked.

Qianfeng's pupils suddenly shrank, and his face floated with anger.

"You are killing yourself! A slight loss of soul is extremely difficult to heal!"

Don't say it was Xu Le and the others, but did Qianfeng feel that the other party was crazy?

A mere gold core, actually provoking the gods and consciousness?

Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, and suddenly, he had already stepped out, seemingly disdainful of words.

"you……"

Qianfeng's complexion changed suddenly, and suddenly, there seemed to be a strand of invisible spirit condensed in his eyes.

He didn't expect that the other party would really dare to do it again.

"Since you are looking for death, don't blame me!"

Qianfeng's voice was extremely cold, and the person in front of him was too arrogant.

What if there is a magic weapon for soul protection? He would let this person know that the difference in realm, the difference between soul and divine consciousness, could not be made up by that mere soul protection magic weapon.

Qianfeng has already used his divine sense in awe-inspiring, divine sense is like a small sword, only inch big, flying out of his eyes.

In just an instant, these two small swords had already entered Qin Xuan's sea of ​​knowledge.

"cut!"

Qianfeng drank loudly, his expression changed abruptly before his voice fell.

His divine consciousness entered the sea of ​​knowledge of the other party, and his whole person was even dumbfounded.

The two small swords are free of each other's knowledge, but they seem to see a boundless world.

This piece of heaven and earth, I don't know how many times it surpasses the stars under his feet, just like the eternal heaven and earth, endless.

His divine consciousness is in this world, like a dust in this world.

"How can it be!"

Qianfeng is unbelievable, the opponent is just a mere gold core inferior cultivator, knowing the sea, knowing the sea... It is more than billions of times stronger than him. It is his knowledge of the sea. Inch Xu.

Suddenly, a breeze came slowly, and in just an instant, the two small swords seemed to be wiped out by the breeze like candles.

Vanished!