Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Qin Xuan suppressed his uneasiness, the palpitations that came from instinct.

He looked at Wen Rujun, his face still calm and indifferent.

Even if Hunyuan was in front of him, it was not enough to move him.

Luo Jiu's eyes were indifferent. She glanced at Qin Xuan, and the reflection of his white clothes and gray hair was in her pupils, as if he was a speck of dust in the vast world.

"Speak!"

Luo Jiu uttered a word indifferently, she turned her head and looked into Wen Rujun's eyes.

"This boy has aroused some interest in this immortal. The saint's clothes belong to you, and this boy belongs to me. How about it?" Wen Rujun smiled, "A true immortal, for you, seems insignificant, right?"

The voice came out slowly, causing Yu Canghe, Li Lingxun and others to change their faces suddenly.

Only these two immortals, including Qin Xuan, did not move at all.

Wen Rujun had a faint smile, Luo Jiu was indifferent, and Qin Xuan was indifferent.

The three of them looked at the other two quietly.

"This boy is not under my command!" Luo Jiu said calmly: "But if you hand over the saint's robe, it will be yours!"

"You are just a true immortal, and you can't control your own destiny!"

Her eyes fell on Qin Xuan, "You..."

"Do you have any objections?"

With a bang, the power of the Hunyuan Immortal Lord swept over Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan's body trembled slightly, and he slowly turned his head and looked at Luo Jiu.

"I am here to help escort this saint's thing!" There was a hint of coldness in Qin Xuan's voice, "Luo Jiu, it's not your turn to decide who it belongs to!"

"It's just the third level of Hunyuan, but it's quite big..."

Before the voice fell, a hint of coldness passed through Luo Jiu's indifferent pupils.

"Ants, you should know your own limitations!"

"How dare you, a mere True Immortal, call me by my name!"

As soon as the voice fell, the three holy dragons under Luo Jiu roared fiercely, and the terrifying power of the holy dragons was like a mountain, pressing towards Qin Xuan in an instant.

In an instant, Qin Xuan seemed to be hitting the Emperor of Tianshan Mountain, his muscles and bones were shaking and humming.

"A beast!" A hint of anger finally appeared in Qin Xuan's eyes.

How dare you, a mere Hunyuan Immortal Venerable, do this! ?

How dare you, the ant in his eyes in the past, insult him again and again?

Boom!

The chaotic immortal essence in Qin Xuan's body rose, with a vast sword intent, like a strange phenomenon that moved the world.

Before Qin Xuan could make a move, Luo Jiu had already condensed the tactic.

In the world, the space became a mountain, and the hundred-foot space became a mountain shape, instantly suppressing Qin Xuan.

Boom!

In an instant, Qin Xuan's body fell directly. He raised his hands suddenly, and cracks, bone cracks, and the sound of flesh collapsing resounded throughout the world.

The third realm of Hunyuan and the eighth level of Zhenxian, the gap is too big.

Luo Jiu is the disciple of Tianjiu Saint, and his strength is even greater than that of ordinary Hunyuan Immortal Venerable.

In the previous life, with the posture of just entering the sainthood, he killed two saint-level creatures.

In the Northern Territory, or even the fairyland, this woman can be called a genius.

Qin Xuan was directly suppressed into the earth, and cracks spread on his body. There were even faint cracks on the heavenly tribulation bones, and thunder marrow flowed out of the bones.

Wen Rujun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and the smile on his face seemed to be more intense.

Under the Qiankuncheng Mountain, Qin Xuan's mouth was bleeding.

Entering the fairyland, he suffered such a great tribulation for the first time. After losing the emperor's thoughts, he no longer has the greatest foundation.

Qin Xuan's eyes were cold, and tens of thousands of secrets flashed through his memory, but each secret was difficult to break the barriers between the True Immortal and the Primordial Chaos.

If it was Daluo, even if it was the eighth turn, or even the legendary ninth turn, Qin Xuan had the hope of destroying it, but above the Primordial Chaos, no matter how terrifying the secret was, he could not destroy it.

The way of heaven was unfair and fair, and some realms could not be touched by sacrificing anything.

Therefore, there were so many realms, and each level was enough to bury too many lives.

Luo Jiu's eyes were indifferent, she stepped on the three-headed holy dragon, overlooking Qin Xuan, as if overlooking an ant who overestimated his own capabilities.

"Luo Jiu, stop it!"

At this moment, Wen Rujun spoke, he smiled faintly, waved his sleeves, and the Qiankun Chengshan was shaken up.

Wen Rujun smiled faintly and said, "If you destroy him, how can you agree to my conditions?"

Luo Jiu's eyes turned, and the Qiankun Mountain quietly dissipated.

"Just leave his immortal soul!" Luo Jiu's voice was extremely cold.

Qin Xuan heard the words, but the anger in his eyes disappeared and turned into calmness.

His body was trembling, cracks spread, white clothes were stained with blood, and gray hair was blown by the wind.

Wen Rujun smiled, and a wooden box appeared in his hand. With a shake of his wrist, it turned into a long rainbow and fell in front of Luo Jiu.

"Little guy, let's go!"

"From now on, you belong to me, Wen Rujun!"

Wen Rujun looked at Qin Xuan, he turned his palm slightly, and a Daluo Immortal Pill appearedIn his hand.

"Here!"

Qin Xuan glanced at the elixir indifferently, but did not put it away. The Changqing Immortal Body showed its magic, the cracks were constantly recovering, and the Heavenly Tribulation Bone was also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wen Rujun saw a trace of surprise in the depths of his eyes, then smiled and put the elixir away without any care.

Luo Jiu also saw the corner of the saint's sleeve and put it into his sleeve.

Then, she glanced at Wen Rujun indifferently, "You all, enter the Bianbei Immortal City, I will take this thing back to the Holy Pass!"

The three-headed holy dragon roared to the sky, and the sound of the dragon's roar shook the world. Suddenly, its wings were about to shake and leave this place.

"Luo Jiu!"

As the holy dragon shook its wings, the dragon's roar swept across the world.

An indifferent voice slowly sounded, causing the holy dragon to pause slightly. Luo Jiu could not help but turn her head. She looked at the insignificant and unworthy ants in her eyes.

Qin Xuan seemed to have a smile on his face.

He looked at the three-headed holy dragon, the future saint.

The world seemed to be silent at this moment.

Wen Rujun was surprised, and the smile on his face became stronger.

Qin Xuan's body had almost recovered. He changed into a brand new white dress and looked at Luo Jiu quietly.

"Do you think ants can shake the sky?"

Qin Xuan smiled, and he looked at Luo Jiu, his eyes flashing.

Luo Jiu raised her eyebrows slightly, she completely ignored Qin Xuan, turned around, and was about to leave.

What's the point of listening to ants?

She was a saint's personal disciple, a third-level Hunyuan Immortal, how could she care about the real immortal! ?

Qin Xuan didn't care at all. He looked at the holy dragon flapping its wings, looking down on the world and the world with the posture of an immortal.

"Five hundred years, I, Qin Changqing, will give it a try!"

"Can the ants today crush your Tianjiu Shengguan Mansion in five hundred years!"

"Crush you, Luo Jiu..."

"The posture of an immortal!"

In the world, strong winds blew and dragon roars shook the world.

However, a voice was transmitted to Luo Jiu's ears slowly, causing Luo Jiu to frown slightly.

"Ridiculous and ignorant!"

She uttered four words, which slowly spread in the world, and Qin Xuan's voice came,

It was in the ears but not in the heart!