Rebirth of the Urban Madman

In the formation, besides Zhen Qianzhou and Luo Fuxian, there was also a man and a woman. The woman had emerald green hair and wore a green robe. In her hands, there were three Daluo fifth-turn immortal swords that turned into a sword formation to strangle the vines that surrounded them. The man held a fairy sword, which was a Daluo sixth-turn immortal sword. In addition, there was a third eye between his eyebrows, which was transformed from a magical power. Qin Xuan could see that the sky-reaching light before was moved by this eye, a Daluo magical power. Zhen Qianzhou was responsible for holding the storage fairy bag, with the bag mouth wide open, collecting the broken vines. Luo Fuxian was condensing the spell in his hand, and wisps of white breath were like a stream, lingering on the side. In addition to the blood vines surrounding them, the fragrance in the soul-stealing flower sea was soul-stealing, and the flower seeds were eroding the body all the time. The wisps of white flow lingered in the formation. Each wisp of white flow turned a circle and turned into a different color, and then entered the sachet fairy treasure in Luo Fuxian's hand. From the sachet fairy treasure, wisps of white breath formed a flow.

Not only that, Luo Fuxian also had thirty-three azure silver needles in his hand, shuttling around. It seemed useless, but in fact, it destroyed countless imperceptible pollens and flower seeds.

Qin Xuan took a look and then retracted his gaze.

Luo Fuxian practiced medicine. In terms of combat power, he was not as good as his peers, but for the Soul-stealing Flower Sea, the function he played was more important than some Hunyuan.

Although the four people seemed to be in danger, they all had rich belongings, and from the looks of it, they seemed to be collecting treasures, not in danger of falling.

Qin Xuan had said in the past that his karma with the brother and sister had ended, and even if he met again, he would turn a blind eye.

So Qin Xuan didn't intend to care whether Luo Fuxian's siblings were robbed or not, it had nothing to do with him.

Even if they fell in this soul-stealing flower sea, it was only their own fault.

Qin Xuan was stepping, and at this moment, Zhen Qianzhou and Luo Fuxian seemed to have seen Qin Xuan.

"Qin Xuan!?"

"Why is he here!?"

Zhen Qianzhou's voice was full of doubt. He looked at the direction where Qin Xuan came from, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart, "Did he walk out of the Dragon Desert!?"

Luo Fuxian's mind was slightly shaken, and the white streams around him seemed to be slightly unstable.

"Miss Luo!"

The woman in the formation couldn't help but speak, her face anxious.

They relied on Luo Fuxian's method to get involved in this soul-stealing flower sea.

If they were hallucinated by the fragrance in this flower sea and their bones were corroded by it, not to mention Daluo, I'm afraid Hunyuan would also have a headache.

Luo Fuxian had already reacted, and moved his spiritual art slightly to absorb some of the fragrance that rushed into the surroundings of the few people, and Bai Liu absorbed the flower fragrance into the sachet.

Among the companions, the man also looked at Qin Xuan with a slightly surprised look in his eyes.

"This person actually walked alone in the sea of ​​soul-stealing flowers. Could it be that he is not afraid of the horror of this sea of ​​flowers?"

"Almost enough, this bloodthirsty demon fairy vine has been collected a lot, and the magic fragrance of thousands of flowers can also be obtained!"

"You can retreat!"

The man shouted, and the fairy sword in his hand shook. In an instant, the sword energy turned into a white tiger, rushing through the layers of blood vines.

Then, a ray of light burst out from his eyes, evolving into a python covered with white scales, tearing a way out of the blood vine siege.

The other three looked at each other, and immediately, they also moved.

Luo Fuxian turned his palm, and a white lotus platform emerged. At the same time, he kept condensing the art in his hand, carrying the four people and rushing out of the blood vine siege.

Immediately, the four retreated a full thousand miles, and the blood vines retreated unwillingly.

The blood vine seemed a little angry because the four fled, but their eyes fell on Qin Xuan who happened to be in his reach.

One after another, the blood vines were like dragons, killing Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, "It's just a bloodthirsty demon fairy vine of the ninth level of the Great Luo, and you dare to attack me!?"

"Do you want to die?"

A ray of dark blue essence emerged from his fingertips.

The Nine Nether Saint Essence turned into a ray of light and rushed towards the blood vine that was killing. In an instant, the blood vines seemed to be covered with frost.

Not only that, the Nine Nether Saint Essence did not stop, and went towards the roots of the bloodthirsty demon fairy vine.

Wherever it passed, the blood vines were all frozen and broken.

After about a few dozen breaths, accompanied by a hissing sound, all the blood vines retreated directly.

The breath of the bloodthirsty demon fairy vine was also shrinking, and even escaping, as if injured.

The Nine Nether Saint Yuan returned from afar, landed on Qin Xuan's fingertips, and returned to Qin Xuan's abdomen.

Qin Xuan's eyes were dark. The three immortal Yuan forces were different from the immortal Yuan. Once the immortal Yuan was consumed, it could only be restored through cultivation.

But the Nine Nether Saint Yuan could be as much as it was. Unless it encountered an invincible force and directly shattered the Saint Yuan, otherwise, the Saint Yuan would not be consumed at all.

In this way, it was called immortal Yuan force.

This bloodthirsty demon fairy vine was not weak, and the Nine Nether Saint Yuan just happened to restrain it. If you want to kill it, at leastIt was not easy to get through the soul-stealing flower sea, and Qin Xuan was too lazy to waste time and continued to move forward.

Just after Qin Xuan walked forward for 300 miles, four figures had already come flying.

Qin Xuan's eyes paused slightly, and he turned his head to look at Luo Fuxian and the other four indifferently.

When the four people landed, Zhen Qianzhou looked at Qin Xuan with surprise.

Luo Fuxian, surrounded by the white stream, held the sachet in his hand and slowly saluted Qin Xuan, "Fuxian, meet you, Mr. Qin!"

"After thirteen years of separation, I never thought we would meet in this soul-stealing flower sea. Qin Xuan, you just walked out of the Dragon Desert!?" Zhen Qianzhou also looked at Qin Xuan with a smile.

At this moment, he has reached the fifth level of Daluo. In thirteen years, he has gone from the fourth level of Daluo to the fifth level. Even if he is a prodigy of the saint lineage, it is enough to surprise people.

Luo Fuxian is still at the fourth level of Daluo, but the aura on his body is different from before.

There was not much compassion left in his brows.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, and after a few breaths, his thin lips slowly opened.

"Do as you please, there is no cause and effect between me and you!"

"Don't bother me!"

These light words made Luo Fuxian and Zhen Qianzhou's expressions stagnate.

Luo Fuxian's brows seemed a little depressed, and Zhen Qianzhou beside him said dissatisfiedly: "Qin Xuan, why do you have to keep people away from you? The fairyland is vast, isn't it good to have one more friend?"

Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, and he said no more, and was about to step forward.

The two people who were walking with Luo Fuxian's brother and sister were indeed full of surprise and looked at each other.

Who is this person, who can make Luo Fuxian and Zhen Qianzhou so respectful.

Could it be that this person doesn't know the identity of this pair of siblings?

The saint is the ancestor, the daughter of the Luo family.

Hunyuan is the father, the eldest son of the Zhen family!

This person is so contemptuous that he doesn't even want to pay attention.

Or does this person know it, but is still so arrogant?

They looked at each other, and it was a little hard to understand. A saint is a mountain, how can this person be qualified to look down on it? I'm afraid he doesn't know the identity of Luo Fuxian's brother and sister, so he is so arrogant just because he is ignorant.

As if thinking it through, the man and woman couldn't help but chuckle.

They are really frogs in the well, thinking that Luo Fuxian and Zhen Qianzhou are so contemptuous just because they are polite to others?

At this moment, Luo Fuxian spoke softly.

"Mr. Qin!"

"Qianzhou and I, and two friends are going to look for a Daluo Nine-Turn Bloodwood Flower in this Soul-stealing Flower Sea!"

"I wonder if Mr. Qin is interested!?"

The faint words sounded, causing Qin Xuan to pause slightly, and the man and woman on the side changed their faces slightly.

"Miss Luo!"

There was a hint of shock in their voices, and even a hint of anger that was hard to conceal.