Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Since Qin Xuan entered the mountains, the whole world seemed to be silent.

It seems that thousands of miles of clouds, wanting to thunder.

Qin Xuan slowly turned around, he bent over and picked up Xiao Wu's broken arm.

"Continuing the bone!" He pinched the seal to break into this broken arm, and saw that the broken arm that had almost lost eight cents of blood was faintly rejuvenated, and Qin Xuan even poured out a drop of essence from his heart. The blood turned into billowing essence into this arm, and flew towards Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu continued with his arm, and couldn't help laughing wryly.

Qin Xuan also played a seal to enter the King Wushuang, Mengmeng Qingmang enveloped Jun Wushuang.

"You guys, get into this to heal your wounds!"

His words are calm, not angry or angry, but they feel a kind of fright.

Even if it was that Hong Luo, there was a trace of horror in her heart. She shook the moon ring tightly, and her pupils kept shrinking.

The young man in front of her puts too much pressure on her.

As if facing her Yuanying grandfather, this coercion... a trace of shock rose in Hong Luo's heart.

"How is it possible! How can anyone make me feel this way on this mortal star?" Hong Luo's heart was shocked, and his eyes were bright, "It should be an illusion, or a secret method that affects the spirit."

Immediately, Hong Luo became more angry in his heart.

A mere mention of Monk Fanxing made her feel terrified?

This is simply a shame!

"I'm asking you, are you deaf?" Hong Luo opened his mouth, his eyes were cold, and the moon ring in his hand had already been refined suddenly, like a big moon, rushing towards Qin Xuan.

Hum!

Facing Yuehuan, Qin Xuan just turned his head faintly, and then slowly stuck out his palm.

With precise five fingers, pinch the moon ring.

As if capturing moonlight, the moon ring was extremely fast and sharp, but under these five fingers, it was difficult to get the slightest inch.

A trace of cold, sharp power surging from the moon ring, turning into a thousand strands of sharp energy, as if to chop Qin Xuan's five fingers into powder, but since that sharp energy fell on Qin Xuan's palm, there was a metal touch The sound of hit.

Ding Ding Ding Ding...

Densely dense, like rapid joy.

It seemed that the five fingers were like a god, and Ren Wanjian cut down, but it was hard to hurt the slightest.

Qin Xuan looked at the moon ring in his hand, "Seven-Rank Magic Weapon!"

His voice was calm, "Yes, it's no wonder that my wife and friends can be hurt so miserably."

Hong Luo's complexion changed suddenly, and the endless waves in his heart.

How can it be!

He, did he use his palm and five fingers to catch the seventh-grade magic weapon?

Suddenly, Hong Luo had already used Yin Jue, and his mind moved slightly to recall the moon ring.

Qin Xuan never stopped, he slowly released his five fingers, allowing the moon ring to fly back.

He glanced at the little 7-rank tower, "Are two 7-rank magic weapons?"

He walked to the little tower!

"Presumptuous, do you really think that I don't exist?" Hong Luo was extremely angry. As a disciple of the Eight Desolate Zhanzong's inner sect, she was also a descendant of the true monarch, and no one had ever dared to take her so lightly.

Qin Xuan still didn't hear it, he walked to the small tower, and then he kicked it.

Like kicking Xiaoshi, Hong Luo's pupils were shocked in an instant.

Her face suddenly turned red, and her mind was struck by lightning.

I saw that 7-Rank small tower swayed violently for an instant, and it was kicked into the air after barely a breath.

Little Jiner flew out from under the small tower, its wings curled up, and there were faint cracks on the golden armor.

No one knows how many times this little guy has attacked within this seven-Rank magic weapon.

It seems to be broken into pieces, and it is difficult to suppress its fierceness.

When Xiao Jin'er came out of the small tower, he was about to head towards Hong Luo. His eyes had already turned blood red, as if six relatives did not recognize him.

"come back!"

Qin Xuan spoke lightly, his tone calm to the extreme.

Suddenly, Xiao Jin'er's body trembled, and it screamed like a phoenix roar, and the world was shaking with shock.

"I said, come back!" Qin Xuan still said calmly.

Xiao Jin'er stared at Hong Luo with blood eyes, then turned to look at Qin Xuan, and finally flew back to Qin Xuan's side.

Looking at this scene, Hong Luo couldn't help but startled.

"This Gu is yours?" Hong Luo asked in surprise.

The fierceness of this Gu is so terrible that it will be subdued by others?

Qin Xuan still ignored it, his gaze fell into the distance slightly.

In the distance, there were two figures galloping in the air, and the figures of Ling He and Hu Qing gradually appeared in the mountains.

The faces of the two were slightly pale, especially when they saw Qin Xuan's location, Hong Luo's location, and the severed Jun Wushuang and Xiao Wu's arms.

In just a moment, their faces were completely pale without a trace of blood.

"Qingdi!"

As a demon cultivator, Ling He seemed to have encountered a peerless demon at this moment, with fear in his eyes.

Qin Xuan glanced at the two faintly, then withdrew his gaze.

He didn't seem to have seen the two salutes.

His gaze finally fell on that Hong Luo, with a delicate appearance and a swaying figure.

Qin Xuan stepped forward slowly, one step, "Are you a cultivator of the Eight Desolate Zhanzong?"

Hong Luo's face changed slightly, and he was even more annoyed, "If I ask you, you don't answer, but instead ask me?"

Qin Xuan said lightly: "Do you know who you hurt?"

Qin Xuan still walked forward, Hong Luo was even more furious.

She had never seen such an arrogant and arrogant person, who dare to treat her as nothing.

Even in the realm of cultivation, among the Eight Desolate Sects, the great cultivator of God Transformation had to respect her.

Qin Xuan pointed to Qin Yan'er who was seriously injured and trapped, "She is my servant!"

Pointing to Xiao Wu again, "She is my friend!"

Finally, Qin Xuan pointed at Jun Wushuang and said lightly: "She is my wife!"

"The person you want to refining the furnace is even more my parent and child!"

Qin Xuan didn't care about Hong Luo's increasingly angry look, let alone the two Seven-Rank magic weapons that lingered beside Hong Luo.

"You hurt my wife, want to make my son a furnace, break my friend's arm, want to swallow my servant's bones and blood!"

Qin Xuan said lightly, "One of them, it's not enough for you to die a million!"

"Now, you dare to do so!"

Hong Luo's face suddenly became stubborn, "What are you talking about? A trivial ant, how dare you talk to me like this?"

"you wanna die!"

Suddenly, the small seven-tier tower had already vacated and turned into a size of nine feet, like a mountain, pressing towards Qin Xuan.

At this moment, the moon ring was shining with endless cold, if a round of bright moon blasted out of Hong Luo.

At this moment, the two great seven-rank magic weapons seemed to sweep the world and crush everything.

It was Ling He and Hu Qing, their pupils shrank suddenly.

"Red Luo is not!"

Ling He roared, unknowingly, his back was already soaked in cold sweat.

Qin Xuan faintly looked at the two great seventh-rank magic weapons, he only raised his palm, holding the nine-zhang sacred pagoda with only one hand, and then he blasted out with a punch, which collided with the moon wheel.

In an instant, the moon cracked the ring and flew, and the tower trembling.

Qin Xuan still looked calm, looking at Hong Luo.

"Don't say, you are just a little Jin Dan brother!"

"You are the emperor of the immortal world, I Qin Changqing..."

"Kill it too!"

On Qin Xuan's body, wisps of blood patterns appeared quietly, and the 720 gold leaves in his body lit up at the same time, as if shining Qin Xuan's body like an immortal golden body.

He stepped on it, and the ground cracked in all directions.

After that, Qin Xuan appeared in front of Hong Luo, and slowly dropped a palm on that incredibly beautiful face.

With a palm, he dropped his shoulder bone, and saw Hong Luo's arm rising from his shoulder.

Every inch burst, bone and blood become fog!