Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Under that pair of calm eyes, Luo Yao felt that she was shivering all over, and her whole body was sinking into the abyss of reincarnation.

With one sword, the four Dao Lords died.

Originally, there were five people standing side by side, but now she was the only one left.

This was a terrible shock to Luo Yao's mind, as if the young man in front of her was not a Yuanying Zhenjun, but a... Mahayana Supreme.

Not the Supreme in reality, but with the appearance of the Supreme.

Kneel down, or die!

Luo Yao's body was trembling, cold sweat was oozing out, she was thinking whether there was any trump card in her hand that could help her escape.

But every possibility was rejected by Luo Yao herself.

In the end, a trace of despair appeared in her eyes.

She was a cultivator of the upper grade of Dao Lord, a core disciple of the third grade sect, facing the Yuanying Zhenjun in front of her, she was powerless to resist.

Kneel?

Break the Dao bone, live in disgrace, or...

Die!

These thoughts were just things that happened in one breath.

Qin Xuan looked at Luo Yao quietly, a mere Dao Lord, life and death were just a matter of a flip in his hand.

Since Luo Yao survived with a sword, Qin Changqing would not be stingy with a thought of mercy.

In the distance, Li Yu and other Dao Lords of the Southern Immortal Sect were all in a daze.

Li He, Li Fang and others only realized now that Qin Xuan was far more terrifying than before.

Perhaps, when Qin Xuan fought with them, he had not yet used his true strength.

Although Feng Bao had no good feelings for Luo Yao, he was full of dislike, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

On the contrary, Han Yu seemed to be more nervous, her whole body was tense, and her eyes wandered around the world.

Suddenly, the Eternal Sword in Qin Xuan's hand moved slightly, and he looked at Luo Yao, as if he had run out of patience.

Luo Yao's eyes suddenly jumped when the sword moved.

She looked at Qin Xuan, and finally, she knelt in front of this young man who was five realms weaker than her.

The sword stopped, and Luo Yao knelt in the air.

This proud daughter of a third-grade sect was trembling at this moment, kneeling in the air.

She didn't want to die!

She had practiced for tens of thousands of years, and finally became a high-grade Dao Lord, with the hope of great power, and even a glimmer of hope to become the Supreme. Who would want to perish?

In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected. She was not as strong as others, kneeling on the ground, and she could only sigh helplessly.

Qin Xuan put away his sword and glanced at Luo Yao lightly.

"From now on, you will be Feng Bao's servant!"

Qin Xuan glanced at Feng Bao and said lightly: "Fatty, make your own seal. If she resists, just kill her!"

Luo Yao hadn't yet reacted to who Feng Bao was, but the word "fatty" in Qin Xuan's words made Luo Yao's face change suddenly.

The delicate body kneeling on the ground suddenly stood up, "What? Let me be a servant to that fat guy?"

Luo Yao's pupils dilated and his face turned pale.

"I would rather die than be a servant to a fat guy!"

Her words were miserable, as if being a servant to Feng Bao was the most miserable thing in the world, even more terrifying than death.

"I..." Feng Bao was stunned by Qin Xuan's words, and then his fat face was extremely distorted, "Why don't you die? What's wrong with me being fat? Did the fat guy eat your rice or ruin your whole family?"

He was furious, especially Luo Yao, who would rather die than be his servant, which made Feng Bao even more furious.

What a world!

He is one of the direct descendants of Tongbao Pavilion. He became a Taoist master in less than ten thousand years. His actions throughout his life were not evil.

He was just a little fat and had a bad taste. The expression and behavior of this woman, and her words made Feng Bao feel for the first time that being fat was the greatest sin in the world.

Qin Xuan frowned slightly and looked at Luo Yao.

The next moment, he stepped forward and attacked without hesitation.

With just one palm, Luo Yao fought desperately, and the spiritual spell was like a ray of light that shook the world.

Unfortunately, in this palm, the spiritual spell that contained all the magic power of the Taoist master was like flying ashes.

The mysterious hand broke the spiritual light and fell on Luo Yao's body protection essence.

The body protection essence was shattered like paper, and Luo Yao spurted blood and flew backwards like a broken kite.

Immediately, Qin Xuan took the second step.

"Wait!" Suddenly, a voice full of boundless anger rose from Feng Bao's mouth.

In his pair of small eyes, there was an extremely terrifying fierce light.

Qin Xuan paused slightly and turned to look at Feng Bao.

"Changqing, give this guy to me. Doesn't she hate fat people? Wouldn't she rather die than be my servant?" Feng Bao's face was grim. "I just want her to be my servant and make her live a life worse than death."

Immediately, he stepped forward and appeared beside Luo Yao. Luo Yao was seriously injured by Qin Xuan's palm. Before he could react, Feng Bao's hand appeared.

This is a seal with strange colors on it, revealing a hint of ancient breath.

Feng Bao acted very quickly, and he slapped it directly on Luo Yao's forehead.

The small seal, squareThe outline, with runes inside, when Feng Bao dropped the seal, Luo Yao seemed to have all his cultivation stored in the seal.

"Imperial Seal?" Qin Xuan was slightly surprised.

"Imitation, but it is also of the fifth grade."

Feng Bao opened his mouth, looking at Luo Yao, who was like a mortal with all her magic power taken away, with a grin, "Old woman, under the Imperial Seal, you can't die even if you want to. I want to see how much you hate fat people!"

As he said, he took out his fat hand and patted Luo Yao's cheek directly.

"Ah!"

The screams sounded, and Feng Bao's grinning sound overlapped. If someone who had never been here heard this sound, they would definitely misunderstand something.

Only Li Yu and others looked at Feng Bao and Luo Yao in amazement.

Han Yu also shook his head and covered his face, as if he was ashamed of this master.

Qin Xuan laughed even more, and then he didn't care about these two weirdos, and his eyes fell on the medicine garden.

In the medicine garden, the medicine bloomed in colorful clouds. Qin Xuan stepped forward, and he condensed his magic in his hands, and his magic power enveloped the medicine garden.

He used his magic power to move the entire medicine garden into the Xuanguang Zhanlong Gourd.

The earth rumbled, and at this moment, Han Yu reacted. She hesitated until the medicine garden broke away from the earth and wanted to fly out to Qin Xuan, and then she wanted to send a message.

Qin Xuan moved the medicine garden, and suddenly, he felt uneasy.

Immediately, Qin Xuan's soul flew like a shuttle and fell under the medicine garden.

Under the colorful clouds of the spiritual medicine, he seemed to see something, and his eyes suddenly paused.

It was a field of hair, red hair, like long willows, sticking to the earth, sticking to the soil under the medicine garden.

"It's here!" Qin Xuan murmured, as if he knew what the red hair was.

The world was trembling, as if some kind of peerless existence had awakened.

"Changqing, run!"

Han Yu's face turned extremely pale, and she shouted loudly without waiting for the sound transmission.

Even Feng Bao and others seemed to sense the terror, and immediately, everyone retreated.

Including Qin Xuan, he used his magic power to move the medicine garden directly into the Xuanguang Zhanlong Gourd.

Stepping on the golden roc, one step is a thousand feet.

The next moment, the ground cracked and the mountains collapsed!