Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Qin Xuan slowly walked into the huge palace.

The faint lights slowly lit up, and more than that, there were two rivers of blood flowing slowly on both sides of the palace.

These two rivers of blood have no end and no beginning, just like a huge reincarnation. They do not know when they will start or where they will flow.

In front, there are rows of vast ghost soldiers, without armor.

Before the ten soldiers, there should be a general, wearing armor.

Above the ten generals, there are two commanders standing above the ladder.

The two towering ghost commanders bowed their knees and faced the huge throne above.

The throne is faint, and there are rows of jade slips in front of them, piled up into mountains.

"Who came from?"

Qin Xuan walked into the palace and saw that on the throne, there was a man wearing a diadem and a black and gold dragon python costume. He was reading the slips tirelessly, and occasionally waving his fingers on the slips and jade slips. Outline something.

When Qin Xuan saw this person, his eyes moved lightly.

This is actually a living creature!

Fantasyland?

Qin Xuan exuded perception, and at this moment, the diadem-clad existence had already raised his eyes.

"The emperor calls you, dare you not?"

"So courageous, first enter the altar without respect, when will you repent and come again!"

He glanced at Qin Xuan faintly, and then Qin Xuan realized that the existence of this statue in front of him, the eyes themselves were a pair of huge vortexes.

Under the gaze, Qin Xuan seemed to be trapped in an extremely terrifying whirlpool.

Qin Xuan frowned. He wanted to use the power of the source but found that the power of the source had actually disappeared.

He was more like a mortal, twisted in this whirlpool, and finally fell onto a huge underworld.

Before Qin Xuan reacted after he fell heavily to the ground, a spear full of barbs directly penetrated his chest.

puff!

Pain came, Qin Xuan looked down at the piercing spear.

"The crime of disrespect, when hooking the viscera through the organs."

Qin Xuan turned around, but saw a ghost soldier in the palace pulling the spear at an extremely slow speed.

Severe pain came, but Qin Xuan held the spear directly in his hand.

"The pain of hair cutting is nothing more than a crime?"

"Not enough, let me give you some real punishment. I would like to see what kind of punishment allows me to be truly moved."

Qin Xuan's words sounded, and the ghost soldiers seemed to be stunned.

It seemed that it had never seen such a creature before, and even dared to be so arrogant in the face of the punishment of piercing the internal organs.

"presumptuous!"

The ghost soldier made a sound, and it shook its spear directly, strangling Qin Xuan's palm, and then performing poisoning.

After this sentence, Qin Xuan's consciousness returned directly to his body.

"Now, I don't have to make a quick report!"

The existence with Mianqi on the head spoke again, but saw that the human race with a black gold face and qingyi took a step forward.

One step, Hundred Soldiers looked back, but Qin Xuan didn't seem to see it.

"Pretending to be a god, was that a punishment before?"

"It's better than itching!"

"I want to see if you have a criminal law that can make me bow my head."

What kind of arrogant words, the existence wearing Mianqi was stunned.

It seemed that he had seen such an arrogant existence for the first time, but immediately, he turned back and laughed out loud, "Okay, okay, I will let you taste the punishment of hell!"

With that, his pupils shook, and in the next instant, Qin Xuan walked through **** again.

He seemed to have fallen into eighteen hells, seeing countless creatures wailing in this hell, and suffering the criminal law. He quickly entered one of the worlds and experienced the extremely painful criminal law.

Before the criminal law ended, Qin Xuan fell into the second world again.

Eighty-one hells, each type of **** corresponds to a criminal law.

Twenty-seven kinds are aimed at the body, such as fire, needle punch, meat cutting, deep frying, lightning strike, etc.

Twenty-seven kinds are aimed at illusions, parting, killing, loneliness, old age, disease, etc.

Twenty-seven kinds are aimed at the soul, tearing the soul apart, losing perception, like the walking dead.

Eighty-one hells, Qin Xuan never rested for a moment, wandering in this **** for a thousand years.

Yes, it is a thousand years, constant punishment.

When the thousand-year penalty ended, Qin Xuan once again returned to the hall.

The vortex-like existence of those eyes showed a sneer, "I don't have a quick report..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Xuan stretched out indifferently.

"It doesn't count as loosening your muscles and bones. What punishment is there, move as soon as possible!"

"Lest, I'm wasting time here!"

"If there is no penalty to make me bow my head, I will walk down honestly, just in time, I want to talk to you!"

Qin Xuan's faint words made the existence completely sluggish, and he suddenly stood up and looked at Qin Xuan.

"You, dare you be so rampant!?"

He is extremely angry, and the constant pain for thousands of years is that no matter how firm the will exists, he should not be able to bear it.

What happened to this human race, he even dared to speak such arrogant words in front of him.

Really he can't help this little human race! ?

He was furious, but in Qin Xuan's eyes, he looked more like a clown.

"What is rampant? It's just that your criminal law is too pediatric." Qin Xuan said lightly: "If I can't bear it, I will already bow my head."

"Obviously, the establishment of your eighty-one **** is a failure."

His words made the creature tremble even more.

"You shut up, you **** fellow, what do you know!?"

"Failure, I am the master here, supreme, judge everything, you dare to say that I failed!?"

"I am the Beiyin Emperor, and the entire Netherworld must respect me. Do you dare to say that I failed!?"

"Damn it, **** it, mad at me too!"

This self-proclaimed Beiyin emperor's existence flew like a thunder, he kicked over the table and flew all the jade slips.

Sitting on the high platform, venting his anger recklessly.

The soldiers, generals, and commanders below were just puppets. They knelt and stood motionless.

Qin Xuan didn't bother either, he just looked at the self-proclaimed Beiyin Emperor's existence to vent.

Until, Beiyinhuang returned to calm.

Its swirling eyes stared at Qin Xuan, and Qin Xuan finally said, "Is there really no punishment here that makes me feel a little bit?"

In a word, it almost broke the heart of Beiyin Emperor.

He stepped out and rushed directly in front of Qin Xuan, grabbing Qin Xuan's collar.

"Damn human race, why can't you be the emperor!?"

Qin Xuan looked down at the dry palm, and said lightly: "If not!?"

"what!"

Qin Xuan saw that the Beiyin Emperor went mad again, jumping up and down in this palace, as if the three souls and seven souls of the anger were scattered.

But Qin Xuan shook his head slightly, "It's just telling the truth, too, how could this little punishment get me!"

The Beiyin Emperor's footsteps stopped, he arched his waist and looked at Qin Xuan with exhaustion.

"you win!"

He seemed to be a complete loser. In the center of the palace, a whirlpool appeared, seeming to be a way to leave here.

Qin Xuan heard this, but did not leave immediately, instead he spit out two words.

"That's it?"

The Beiyin Emperor's body stiffened again, and he turned his head abruptly, with a ferocious look on his face, and he let out a deafening roar.

"roll!"