Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The sound of the devil bone flute is pleasant and soul-stirring.

The sound of the flute penetrates the bones, shakes the law and moves the soul!

The thousands of cultivators stood there in a daze, causing many people to change their faces suddenly, and their eyes were focused on Wuxian.

"What kind of magical power is this!"

"No, I have been cultivating for my whole life, how could I end up like this!"

"I am not willing, what can the heaven do!"

"Auntie!"

There were shrill shouts all around Honghu City, and men, women, old and young seemed to be trapped in an endless illusion.

"Hehehe!"

Wuxian looked at the group of cultivators standing there, and laughed like a devil, as if looking at thousands of people and hundreds of faces, like watching a play, with endless fun.

"Girl, do you still have such a treasure?"

Tianxu was in the air, looking at the flute sound, some people were trapped in the illusion and couldn't extricate themselves, and some people were pale, resisting the devil's sound filling their ears.

Wuxian ignored Tianxu, and the pipa suddenly appeared in front of her again.

The figure moved, and an incarnation appeared.

This incarnation was exactly the same as Wuxian, and the same method was used.

Wuxian's incarnation played the pipa, and the world seemed to rise with the extremely strange magic sound.

Hundreds of skeletons flew out from the pipa, like evil spirits.

The evil spirits crossed the sky and floated towards the many cultivators.

The cultivator who was still struggling to resist the magic sound before looked at the evil spirit, and before he could react, he was seriously injured and flew away.

Boom boom boom...

Outside Honghu City, the magic sound shocked the sky, and thousands of ghosts roamed the sky, as if it had turned into a hell.

Feng Bao, who was standing aside, looked at this scene, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

He had seen the strength of Wuxian and others in Lanhuang City before, but now the difference is so great.

"Zombies are invulnerable to all methods. These guys know that magical powers are useless. They didn't use their true strength at all, but just used brute force to shake them!" Feng Bao looked at Tianxu's hands forming a formation, Wuliang fighting two people alone, standing proudly in the sky, and Wuxian using magic flute and pipa to repel thousands of monks.

He looked at Qin Xuan who was still standing with his hands behind his back. Where did this guy gather these monsters?

Each of these guys is definitely a monster in the ten major star fields. Their talents and strengths are enough to rank high.

At this time, a large formation appeared among the monks.

"Keep your mind, this formation seals the sound, quickly enter the formation!"

Boom!

In the void, a large formation appeared. In the large formation, there were four Dharma images, a hundred feet long, standing proudly above the sky.

These four Dharma images are Buddha, Demon, Tao, and Monster, like gods.

"The Four Gods Absolute Sound Formation of Wanxiang Sect!" Feng Bao's eyes trembled slightly. Wanxiang Sect is a third-grade sect in the ten major star regions. It is known for its teachings without distinction. Its disciples include Buddhists, demons, Taoists, and monsters. The Four Gods Absolute Sound Formation was created by four powerful men of Wanxiang Sect who are good at Taoism. It is a rare formation and is often regarded as a chicken rib for Wanxiang Sect.

But at this moment, this chicken rib formation shines brightly outside Honghu City.

There are thousands of cultivators who have entered this formation. Outside the formation, no matter how Wuxian's demonic sound is, the formation seems to be safe and sound.

"Hateful guy!"

Wuxian and the incarnation spoke at the same time, like one person with two voices, which is really weird.

"Fatty, are you here to watch the show?" Wuxian turned his head and scolded.

Feng Bao was stunned and laughed awkwardly.

He was just too shocked. The strength of Wuliang and others made him feel uneasy.

At that moment, Feng Bao shook his sleeves, and a golden basin appeared in front of him.

The golden basin appeared, and golden clouds rose into the sky, shining on the sky, and from it, thousands of virtual images of treasures were reflected.

It seemed that thousands of magic weapons were flying across the sky, and Feng Bao's eyes paused slightly.

Supreme Control Method!

The treasure basin moved, and countless virtual images of magic weapons gushed out from the treasure basin, like raining meteors, bombarding the formation.

There were tens of thousands of virtual images of magic weapons, which fell into the formation.

Boom boom boom...

The Four Gods Absolute Sound Formation seemed like a mountain bombarded by a meteor shower. The formation was shaking continuously, and the person in the main formation groaned and turned pale.

"Are you watching the show in this formation?"

The Taoist Lord of the Wanxiang Sect roared, those magic weapons were just virtual images, not real magic weapons.

"Kill!"

"Don't break the formation, otherwise we will have no chance of winning under the magic sound!"

"Break the Sea Dragon Technique!"

A roar sounded from the formation.

I saw a spiritual technique flying into the air, bombarding those magic weapon virtual images, and there were magic weapons flying across the sky.

Feng Bao smiled, and quietly, magic weapons flew out from under his sleeves.

Feng Bao's eyes condensed slightly. The magic weapon of the treasure bowl was a virtual image, but the magic weapon he moved this time was not an abnormal image.

The virtual image of the ten thousand treasures was bright, and the hundreds of five-grade treasures were dark.

Those Xinghe League monks showed joy when they broke the virtual image of the ten thousand treasures. Before they could show how happy they were, the virtual image of the ten thousand treasures in the sky suddenly disappeared. At the same time, the treasure bowl covered the sky and turned into a golden bowl covering the sky.Treasures embellished.

The magic weapons they used were out of control at this moment and flew back into the treasure bowl.

"My treasure-swallowing golden bowl is of the fourth grade, my trump card!" Feng Bao laughed strangely, "I, Feng Bao, will accept all your magic weapons!"

"How dare you!"

"My Broken Cloud Seal!"

"How dare you take my magic weapon!"

A roar of anger rose, but unfortunately, before they could fight for the magic weapon, hundreds of fifth-grade treasures appeared.

Boom boom boom...

In an instant, hundreds of treasures were unstoppable, directly breaking through the soundless formation, and even breaking through more than 400 Taoist masters. Countless people spurted blood and flew backwards, not only losing their magic weapons, but also being seriously injured.

"Tongbao Pavilion, you are still quite capable!" Wuxian laughed tenderly, and her body shook again, and an incarnation appeared again.

Three people were in black robes, one played the magic flute, one played the pipa, and the third person had an ink-colored ancient zither in his hand.

The magic flute evokes the mind, the pipa summons the soul, and the ghost zither sacrifices the bones.

The sound of the zither moved, and the sky and the earth suddenly changed, and the void twisted, as if it was wide open.

Move the power of the void! ?

Not only Feng Bao and others, but also many cultivators of Yuhuang and Xinghe League, their faces changed drastically.

Twisting the void, this is the power of the Tao, Wuxian is only the lower grade of the Tao Lord, how can he move the void?

"It's not moving the void, it's a magic weapon, the Hidden Demon Heaven of the Holy Demon Palace!"

Suddenly, Feng Bao murmured in a lost voice, the Hidden Demon Heaven, a fourth-grade treasure, a treasure that connects a world.

This witch actually carries a world with her?

I saw that the void was like a gate to the sky, and countless bones suddenly flew out from it.

There are demons, monsters, and Buddhas in the bones...

One after another, thousands of bones flew out of it.

Boom!

Thousands of bones fell to the ground, like thousands of troops retreating, rushing towards the Xinghe League monks.

In an instant, 17,000 Xinghe League monks all retreated, and everyone's face was full of fear.

Emperor Yu was stunned, and the young man holding the paper fan magic weapon also changed his face suddenly.

"Emperor Yu, weren't there only Feng Bao and Qin Changqing in the Qingdi Palace at the beginning? Where did these three people come from?" Xiao Shang's pupils were like needles.

He clearly remembered that it was Qin Changqing who transformed into three thousand incarnations and suppressed ten thousand people.

And now... Qin Changqing has not made a move yet.

Emperor Yu's face was also very ugly. He looked at the figure standing on Honghu City with his hands behind his back.

He hasn't moved yet, and his Xinghe League is retreating step by step.

On Honghu City, Qin Xuan seemed to sense Emperor Yu's gaze, and turned his head slightly to glance at Emperor Yu.

Just one glance, and three thousand strands of hair were all broken.

In front of the more than 17,000 retreating cultivators of the Galaxy Alliance, three thousand white clothes appeared.

Nine fighting styles!

Kill the Immortal!