Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The first level immortal beast of Hunyuan, the Sun-Swallowing Golden Phoenix!

Fall!

With a roar, the Phoenix blood spread in the Dragon Desert, and two pieces of the Golden Phoenix corpse fell into the desert like a mountain.

In the distance, Li Lingyu and the other two had a dead silence in their eyes.

They looked at the body standing in the air, and their minds were blank.

True Immortal Kills Hunyuan!

At this moment, the world in their eyes was completely shattered.

Qin Xuan's eyes were full of weakness. There was only a part of the immortal immortal essence and a trace of holy power in his body.

"Bixi!"

The Daluo Xuanlong Gourd opened, and a mysterious light turned into a dragon of a hundred feet, taking the Phoenix corpse and blood on the Dragon Desert into it.

Bixi seemed to be in some pain. Although the Sun-Swallowing Golden Phoenix had fallen, its bones and blood were still terribly hot.

Until not even a drop of phoenix blood was left, all swallowed into the Daluo Xuanlong gourd, Qin Xuan slowly turned around.

The cracks on his body were shocking, and his face could be seen from those cracks. His bones looked hideous and terrifying.

Qin Xuan's eyes fell on Li Lingyu and the other two. He was now seriously injured. It was the first time he had suffered such a serious injury since entering the fairy world.

If Li Lingyu and the other two took action, there might be a chance that Qin Changqing would fall.

Almost... one in a million!

Unfortunately, when Qin Xuan's eyes fell, Li Lingyu and the other two trembled suddenly and woke up.

The three of them lowered their heads in fear, and they didn't even have the slightest thought of attacking Qin Xuan.

In their eyes, Qin Xuan was too unfathomable and too terrifying.

They had already completely lost all other thoughts, leaving only fear and awe.

Qin Xuan's dim eyes were calm. Seeing the three people bowing their heads, the Eternal Sword in his hand flashed, cut off a strand of their white hair and returned it to his waist.

The white hair floated gently and fell into his cracked palm.

Qin Xuan looked at the nineteen suspended saint bones and the two saint bones that had disappeared into the yellow sand of Longmo.

In Qin Xuan's eyes, the nineteen saint bones shrank, turned into bone beads, and entered the white hair.

Qin Xuan stepped forward, pushed away the yellow sand with his palm, and looked at the dim and slightly pale saint bone.

Guo Family in the Northern Territory!

Wan Family in the Central Territory!

Qin Xuan whispered, "I, Qin Changqing, will keep my words all my life."

"You can rest assured!"

As the voice fell, the two saint bones changed, turned into slightly pale bone beads and entered the white hair, connected with the other nineteen bone beads, and entered Qin Xuan's cracked wrist.

It can be seen that the nineteen bone beads still have a luster, but the two bone beads seem to be as ordinary as gravel.

Qin Xuan stood on this desert. It has been no more than an incense stick of time since he moved the saint's bones.

It takes at least half an hour for the saints in Tianjiuzhou to rush to Longmo.

This is the tomb of the emperor. Those saints dare not break through the air, otherwise it will cause a catastrophe. Even saints have to be careful in this tomb.

Longmo has not yet entered the depths of the tomb of the emperor, but if the saints enter it, some terrifying existences in the tomb will never be left alone.

Qin Xuan slowly turned around and looked in the direction of Tianjiu Saint Guanfu.

Last time, he faced Hunyuan Luojiu and Wen Rujun.

Even if Hunyuan's pressure came and cracked his Changqing immortal body, Qin Xuan still spoke wildly and was not afraid of Hunyuan.

Luo Jiu ignored Qin Changqing. If Luo Jiu really took action because of a few words, what would be the result now?

Or maybe Wen Rujun took action instead of speaking to him.

Qin Xuan's mouth corner suddenly raised.

"The world is unpredictable, and it is not up to people at all!"

"I, Qin Changqing, will hardly be born in this world!"

"If it is not the moment of life and death, if it is not the moment when we have to fight to the end, who can decide the outcome?"

He murmured softly, looking at the direction of Tianjiu Saint Pass, and turned around suddenly.

Luo Jiu, the third or even fourth realm of Hunyuan!

Wen Rujun, the second realm of Hunyuan!

He, Qin Changqing, the eighth heaven of True Immortal.

But who lives and who dies, who can decide?

He looked at the vast Dragon Desert, and then stepped on his feet, using the last meager holy power in his body to rush to the depths of the Dragon Desert.

...

More than half an hour after Qin Xuan left, a figure appeared in the Dragon Desert sitting in the holy carriage.

Tian Jiu Saint looked at the world and whispered: "Saint bones? Twenty-one saint bones flew out from the depths of the Buried Emperor's Mausoleum?"

"Sword controls the world!? True immortal aura..."

His face was blurred, and the world around him seemed to tremble slightly. Finally, he slowly raised his head and looked into the depths of the Dragon Desert.

Indistinctly, in the depths of the Dragon Desert, there was a pressure that seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

Around Tian Jiu Saint, the world seemed to solidify, and then a cold snort came from the blurred face."Beast, if it weren't for the tomb of the buried emperor, I would have killed you and used you as medicine!"

A faint holy power emerged, and without seeing his movement, the ten thousand feet of dragon desert below him quietly annihilated a layer, which was a foot thick.

Tian Jiu Saint looked at the depths of the dragon desert indifferently, and the holy carriage turned and headed towards Tian Jiu Saint Pass.

After Tian Jiu Saint left, four or five more beings kept coming in the following time.

Each one was extremely terrifying, with a blurred face, as if he was the master of this world.

Some people murmured to themselves, some speculated about something, and some even wanted to enter the depths of the dragon desert, but they were frightened by the pressure in the depths and did not rashly enter.

In the end, these people turned around and left.

...

Above the dragon desert, white clothes flew in the air, and some creatures had not yet walked out of the holy power, and they did not pay much attention to the figure in the air.

It has been hundreds of thousands of miles since Qin Xuan left the Phoenix Slashing Land. With the help of that tiny bit of holy power, Qin Xuan's speed is even more terrifying than the previous victory, comparable to the full speed of the Daluo Seventh Turn.

For four hours, in the air, Qin Xuan continued to support his body with the immortal immortal essence.

His eyes even drooped slightly, as if he had reached the limit.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan's figure fell down uncontrollably.

"Is it the limit?"

"Forget it, there are still three million miles away!"

"Wait until you wake up, then go!"

Qin Xuan whispered in his heart, and suddenly, his body fell into the desert without any sound.

Yellow sand filled the air all around, but Qin Xuan seemed to blend with the lifeless and extremely hot sand and dust.

Suddenly, a strong wind came, rolling up some yellow sand, completely submerging Qin Xuan in it.

As time passed, the yellow sand increased, completely submerging Qin Xuan in it.

Under the Dragon Desert, there was a full three feet of thickness, a dark place.

There was a faint mysterious light, supporting a space under this desert.

Qin Xuan lay quietly in this darkness, and the Bixi transformed, carrying a drop of Phoenix blood on its back, and carefully merged into Qin Xuan's stomach.

Drop by drop, Qin Xuan let the Phoenix blood spread over his lips and flow into his throat, as if a drop of mud entered the sea. Qin Xuan's body did not have the slightest fluctuation, only a dead silence, as if he was sleeping under this desert.