Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Ye Youhuang's face was almost extremely ugly, and he was gloomy.

The strong man next to him felt happy when he saw Ye Youhuang's expression.

Li Xiao looked at Qin Xuan in the boundary bead, his face was extremely complicated.

He thought he was a genius, but he was defeated by the golden general in the boundary bead with one punch. He thought it was because the golden general was too strong.

Now an unknown monk can actually defeat the golden general with one palm.

"Xiao'er, don't be depressed! There are more than a million stars in the world of cultivation, and there are endless creatures, demons and monsters coexist. Even the one in a billion genius creatures can be found everywhere in the world of cultivation." Lingxuan sighed: "However, we cultivators are not just for the sake of competing for strength, but for becoming immortals!"

"If you don't ascend to the immortal path, what can you do if you are invincible for a while?"

Li Xiao turned his head and glanced at Lingxuan, as if he had realized something.

The boundary bead moved slightly, and Qin Xuan came out of it, holding a Buddhist salute and standing. He looked at Ye Youhuang, "Donor, the Three Treasures Bodhi tree seeds!"

He was straightforward, without any concealment.

The cultivators present also looked at Ye Youhuang. In this battle, Ye Youhuang not only lost face, but also lost a Three Treasures Bodhi seed, which can be said to be a loss of both the wife and the army.

Some people frowned slightly. With Ye Youhuang's arrogance, I'm afraid he would never give up so easily.

Ye Youhuang's gloomy face gradually returned to normal, and he played with the Three Treasures Bodhi tree seeds in his hand.

"You want this thing, you can!"

"But you need to fight another battle!"

After the voice fell, Qin Xuan looked normal and looked at Ye Youhuang.

The cultivators on the side couldn't stand it anymore, and someone slowly said, "Emperor Ye You, are you going to break your promise? This is a grand gathering of all treasures, are you going to treat us as if we don't exist?"

"Emperor Ye You, don't go too far. Since you are talking nonsense, you should give this treasure to this monk!"

Many people slowly stood up with unfriendly faces.

Emperor Ye You suddenly raised his head and looked at the Taoist who spoke, his voice was like a bell.

"Shut up!"

He looked cold, staring at the Taoists with anger in their eyes, "How could this prince break his promise? Since this prince has accepted this battle, he will naturally give the three treasures Bodhi tree seeds to this monk."

The faces of the Taoists were livid, and they were all extremely dissatisfied with Ye Youhuang's arrogance.

The Taoists who returned to the void were all extraordinary people on Moyun Star, but now they were scolded casually by Ye Youhuang, so they were naturally dissatisfied.

Ye Youhuang smiled faintly and looked at Qin Xuan with a playful look, "Monk, you have exceeded my expectations. Why don't you fight me again? If you win, I will give you this thing in addition to the seeds of the Three Treasures Bodhi Tree!"

He moved his fingers slightly, and a ring dotted with crystals lit up, and a black jade bottle appeared in his hand.

"This is Jade Qiong Blood Plasma, which was originally given to General Jin to purify his body. If you win another round, I will give it to you as well! How about it?"

Qin Xuan's eyes moved slightly, Jade Qiong Blood Plasma, an excellent purifying thing.

He looked at Ye Youhuang, who was worthy of being the prince of the Great Qian Kingdom. Such a treasure, even the Tianyun Sect could not have it, but Ye Youhuang could take it out at will.

"Seventeenth brother, who are you going to let fight the monk again?" Ye Youding's face changed slightly, and there was worry in the depths of his eyes.

Ye Youhuang turned his head and smiled faintly, "Just a weak woman!"

"Enchantress, this battle will be yours!"

Behind Ye Youhuang, a masked woman with a revealing figure and fair skin slowly walked out.

"I will obey the prince's order!"

Her voice was so charming that many cultivators present could not help but feel a wave of emotion in their hearts.

Ye Youding's face changed slightly, and before she could speak, Qin Xuan said faintly, "Okay!"

He agreed, holding a Buddhist salute, smiling as before, "Donor, you and I have no relatives, why do you have to give me such a heavy gift!"

Qin Xuan sighed and said, "I will remember your kindness, and I will repay you in the future!"

He didn't even look at the enchantress, but his words surprised the strong men present.

Send such a treasure?

This monk is too arrogant, could it be that he thinks he will win this battle?

Everyone's eyes swept over the enchantress, and many people were shocked. They were surprised to find that they could not see through the enchantress's realm, as if there was a layer of fog on the enchantress.

When the enchantress heard Qin Xuan's words, she giggled charmingly, and the sound made many people blush and suppress the charming feelings in their hearts.

Ye Youhuang's expression was slightly stiff, and he suddenly laughed, "You are an interesting monk, enchantress, be gentle, don't let this monk suffer too much!"

Qin Xuan smiled lightly, he turned around and entered the boundary bead again.

In the air of the boundary bead, Qin Xuan's eyes paused slightly, and a charming voice sounded in his ears.

"Monk, why are you so thin!"

A graceful jade hand fell on Qin Xuan's shoulder, the enchanting lady appeared behind Qin Xuan without knowing when.

Qin Xuan did not respond, and slowly fell down. Suddenly, the palm shook, and a strange purple fire ignited.

The Eternal Evergreen Art was activated, and the magic power shook, and the purple fire was extinguished. Then, the magic power turned into Buddha power, vast as the sea, and shook to the surroundings.

Quietly, the figure of Xuan Ji retreated for an unknown number of steps, and in front of Qin Xuan, countless enchanting figures of women appeared without knowing when.

"Monk, why are you so heartless? The world is beautiful, why do you practice Buddhism and understand Taoism? Why don't you be happy with me?"

The charming voice made people numb, but Qin Xuan's heart was clear.

This woman is a little weird. This voice is a kind of sound art, which is heart-breaking, and there is an illusion in front of him.

This enchanting lady should be a great practitioner of illusion.

Qin Xuan smiled lightly, "Female donor, I think you also have a high-grade Nascent Soul, and the magic sound killing is extremely mysterious. Even a powerful person who has reached the Nascent Soul stage may not be your opponent!"

"What a pity!"

Qin Xuan shook his head slightly, "You chose the wrong enemy! I am just a monk. Beauty is like a dry bone to me, and the world is nothing!"

"Even if there are fairies in front of me, my heart is as dead as death."

In the void, the enchantress looked normal, "Monk, I have heard too many such words..."

Before her bewitching voice sounded, Qin Xuan had already slowly reached out.

The Buddha's palm was like a tower, roaring out, and the illusions in the sky were all shattered.

"Monk, you have such a cruel heart!"

In front of Qin Xuan, there was a stunning woman, naked, pitiful, and about to cry.

Boom!

The great Buddha's hand fell, the illusion turned into nothingness, and the pupils of the enchantress finally changed. She looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.

Her illusion technique was perfect, and her sound technique was heart-wrenching, but the monk in front of her was not moved at all.

"Monk, if that's the case, don't blame me!"

After the sound fell, the enchantress's voice suddenly became extremely gloomy. As she stretched out her hands, eight black banners appeared from behind her, and from them, a stream of dead souls flew out, like hideous evil ghosts, full of ghostly aura.

The dark wind swept down and fell on the great Buddha's hand, and it actually wiped it out. In just a blink of an eye, the great Buddha's hand was broken.

Qin Xuan held the Buddhist ritual and looked ahead. The gloomy wind covered the sky and evil ghosts shuttled.

If,

A hundred ghosts paraded at night!