Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Outside the Nine Mountains, the world was as peaceful as usual. If it weren't for the bright red on the ground and the blood in the breeze, it seemed that no one could imagine that the Tianyun Sect, one of the two third-grade sects in the Northern Wilderness, was almost destroyed.

No one could imagine that in less than an incense stick of time, it was Huanyun who finally destroyed the sect.

It was even more difficult to imagine that all this was just because of the arrival of one person to reverse life and death.

The acting leader of the Tianyun Sect, Changqing!

At this moment, this title, name, awe, fear, fear, uneasiness...

There were too many emotions, filling the onlookers.

And the nine creatures also calmed down. They had no sadness or joy. To them, humans were actually no different from ants.

Even the Supreme was just an ant as strong as them.

The human race looked down on all things, and likewise, all things looked down on the human race.

They returned to Qin Xuan's back, and the Ice Lotus Girl looked up at Qin Xuan, "Changqing, are we leaving?"

It blinked, and its voice was cold and crisp, like a silver bell ringing in the world outside the Nine Mountains.

Qin Xuan did not respond, he looked at the bloody world and Fengmo.

"Grandmaster..."

Fengmo had already landed beside Qin Xuan, and Qin Xuan opened his mouth, but was stopped by Fengmo.

"He said, no need to say more!"

"Taking you into Tianyun is the luckiest thing for my Tianyun Sect in a million years!"

He smiled grandly, and as time passed, he turned from a burly man into a hunchbacked old man.

Fengmo looked at the bloody wasteland, "Changqing, Grandmaster wants to thank you. If it weren't for you, the million-year-old Tianyun would have been destroyed in the hands of an old guy like me."

Qin Xuan paused slightly, "Grandmaster is polite, Changqing, you are also a disciple of Tianyun."

He and Fengmo, one taller and one shorter, looked at the world.

Qin Xuan sighed softly. In the end, he still didn't save the entire Tianyun Sect.

Everything in the world changes with cause and effect, like a butterfly flapping its wings.

Since he was reborn, too much has changed.

Feng Mo smiled and didn't deny it.

He was also seriously injured. He fought with the three supreme beings in the battlefield outside the star.

If it weren't for the supreme mark in Qin Xuan's body that finally woke him up, he would probably be trapped in the Huanyun Treasure Book.

Feng Mo never asked anything again. How did Qin Xuan command the nine supreme beings? What kind of relationship did Qin Xuan have with the Beihuang Forbidden Land...

He had a lot of doubts in his heart, but in the end, he hid them in his heart.

"Join the sect. I wonder how many disciples in the sect have been injured!"

Feng Mo turned around and looked at the Tianyun formation and the vast clouds and mist.

There was disappointment in his eyes. Almost, these clouds and mist, these Tianyun Nine Mountains, this Tianyun Divine Tree, this old guy who is about to die, will no longer have the blessing to watch.

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Inside the Tianyun formation, Feng Xuan and others looked extremely unhappy. In front, he, other elders, and many Tianyun masters presided over the formation.

The Tianyun formation blocked everything. They could not see or feel any movement outside.

They only knew that the outside world was led by Huan Yuan, with nearly 10,000 masters.

The Tianyun formation would be broken sooner or later.

They prayed that Feng Mo could escape and reverse the fate of the Tianyun Sect.

"Uncle Feng Xuan, the disciples in the sect have been injured for 3,700 people, including those at the stage of transformation, Yuanying, and Daojun. The seventh elder even lost both arms. Taking elixirs has greatly reduced his life span." Someone came over, with a face full of vicissitudes.

Yun Min!

His white beard was stained with blood, and his face was full of sorrow.

During this catastrophe, he had just come out of retreat and broke through to the state of unity, and he didn't even have time to stabilize.

Three thousand seven hundred disciples!

How many resources, efforts, and blood and sweat did the Tianyun Sect spend?

How many of these disciples were close to them? Some were relatives, some were fellow disciples who lived with them day and night, and some were Taoist partners.

This time, the Tianyun Sect suffered too much and was too tragic.

Everyone in the sect was fighting to the death, and no one wanted to live in humiliation.

Two lines of old tears flowed from Yun Min's eyes.

When Feng Xuan heard this, he felt sad, but he could only suppress it and stay calm.

"I know!"

"Arrange the remaining disciples, don't be stingy with the elixir, and recover from the injuries. Soon, there will be a bigger battle!"

"One..."

Feng Xuan took a deep breath and said slowly: "Life and death!"

He looked at the vast clouds and mist, the life and death of Tianyun and Huanyun.

The light in Feng Xuan's eyes gradually became firm, as if he was ready to die.

Yun Min nodded and retreated sadly.

At this moment, suddenly, the formation shook.

The entire Tianyun Sect, all the disciples, were shocked and looked up at the vast clouds.

"Could it be that the Huanyun Sect has already attacked the formation!"

"Prepare for a battle, and take the time to heal your wounds!"

"Hurry up and go to Uncle Yunmin to get the elixir."

Low calls rang out in the Tianyun Nine Mountains, and allSome people's voices were suppressed and deep.

In the crowd, some younger Divine Transformation cultivators gathered together.

"Liuhe, are you afraid?"

"Afraid!"

The one who spoke was a Yuanying Zhenjun, who had just entered the Yuanying realm.

No one laughed at Liuhe, everyone was afraid, life and death were ahead, how could they not be afraid.

"But!" Liuhe suddenly chuckled, there was a faint light in his eyes, a little frightening, "My master, brothers, all died in the hands of Huanyun Sect."

"What if I'm afraid? Looking at the past and present, who can really be fearless of life and death!"

"There are things that can be done, and there are things that can't be done. As a disciple of Tianyun Sect, I will put life and death aside when the sect is in great trouble."

"Otherwise, what's the point of being alive?"

Liuhe chuckled, and his weapon was already in his hand.

The formation was surging more and more, and a path was opened.

Feng Xuan looked at the vast clouds and mist. He could not sense that this great formation in the clouds and mist was left by the ancestors of Tianyun to protect the sect.

He only knew that the great formation had been broken. Perhaps, the next moment, the clouds and mist would disperse, revealing the Huanyun Sect, the hundreds of countries in the Northern Wilderness, and thousands of powerful people.

The magic weapon had fallen into his hands, and the skills were constantly running. Feng Xuan held two pills between his teeth, ready to go.

His peripheral vision fell behind him, and suddenly, Feng Xuan's eyes froze.

Behind him, there were 2,932 remaining disciples of Tianyun, regardless of realm, cultivation, qualifications, or seniority.

Only those figures stood there, like a city wall.

No one retreated, even though some people were already pale, full of fear, and extremely nervous.

No one fled, even though they knew that even if the Tianyun Sect could survive the calamity, they would probably die here.

Feng Xuan suddenly smiled, revealing his white and smooth old teeth.

How familiar!

Tens of thousands of years ago, he was only at the Qi Refining Realm, and had just joined the Tianyun Sect. Under the Tianyun God Tree, he looked at this wall of people, the ancestors of the Tianyun Sect.

They stood there, just like that, enduring fear, putting aside life and death, and stood in front of him.

In the end, few of those figures returned alive.

Feng Xuan smiled, and suddenly, he stepped forward.

The clouds and mist had opened, revealing a gap.

"Tianyun Disciple!"

"No regrets even if I die!"

The eight characters were like thunder, resounding in the nine mountains.

There was an echo, and the 2,932 people behind him took a step at the same time.

Boom!

The ground was shaking, the void was trembling, only those pairs of eyes, shed fear, put aside life and death, and moved forward with magic weapons.

"No regrets even if I die!"

Four words, such as this third-grade sect that has stood in the northern wilderness for millions of years...

Tianyun!