Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The little holy son of Jin Peng perished.

Outside the Demon King Arena, on the Hun Tian Holy Mountain, there was a loud bang, and the holy mountain shook, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting.

Many other demon lords on the holy mountain all looked at the Hun Tian Holy Mountain.

Many demon lords frowned slightly, and some showed sympathy.

"The ancient demon order was lost, the demon kings under his command suffered heavy losses, and his beloved son died in the Demon King Arena. Hun Tian is going crazy!"

"In the world of cultivation, there are endless geniuses. Hun Tian thought he could use the Demon King Arena to win another ancient demon order, but such a change happened!"

"Hun Tian was already weak, and now he has caused my Wan Yao Holy Mountain to lose thousands of demon kings at the peak of the He Dao. This guy, except for relying on the shadow of his father, is really getting more and more unpromising."

One demon lord after another spoke, with sighs, disdain, and sympathy.

This time, the loss of Hun Tian Yao Zun was simply devastating, even his beloved son who awakened the blood of Jin Peng died...

Hun Tian Peng Zun was furious, and his power of demon lord almost swept the entire Wan Yao Holy Mountain. Even the demon lords and demon kings outside the Wan Yao Holy Mountain looked at him in astonishment, not knowing what had happened.

The Demon King Arena is a treasure, and all the waves inside cannot be detected by outsiders.

There are more than 3,000 demon king arenas present, and these onlookers are all watching the demon king arenas they care about, and have never noticed Qin Xuan's demon king arena. Maybe someone has noticed it, but after seeing the little saint of Jin Peng with more than 2,000 peak Hedao demon pengs, they thought the outcome of this arena was already decided and no longer paid attention to it.

This includes Bai Rao.

Bai Rao looked at Hun Tian Holy Mountain with a trace of suspicion in her eyes.

"The demon king of Wan Yao Holy Mountain is going crazy? Why is that?"

Bai Rao murmured softly, and suddenly, its eyes moved and fell on a demon king arena.

In a demon king arena, a large number of severely injured demon kings retreated, and the last figure was a blue bull with bruises all over his body.

Although Li Qingniu was seriously injured, his mouth was almost grinning to his ears.

It won this demon king arena, and it only took less than an incense stick of time.

Relying on it to sneak attack everywhere, cheat and deceive, let those demon kings fight and get hurt. The fierceness of the battle was almost several times that of other demon king arenas. In just one incense stick of time, nearly nine thousand of the ten thousand demon kings lost their fighting power.

The more than a thousand demon kings also found clues and knew that they had been tricked. They began to besiege Li Qingniu, but were swept away by Li Qingniu and defeated.

"Congratulations, Sky-Splitting Demon King!" Bai Rao rushed over and stared at Li Qingniu with tiger eyes.

"How could this emperor take the Demon King Arena seriously?" Li Qingniu was extremely arrogant, looking up at the world.

Those demon kings who walked out of the Demon King Arena were almost so angry that they started fighting.

If Li Qingniu hadn't shouted before, "So-and-so has joined forces, and if we don't blast him out of the Demon King Arena, we will definitely defeat him, or "So-and-so is the greatest demon king in the world, and we should join forces to attack him."

As a result, many demon kings were fighting, but Qingniu ran away stealthily.

In fact, what Li Qingniu really fought was only a thousand demon kings, and most of them were seriously injured.

Now, this cunning and treacherous Qingniu dared to make such an expression?

Bai Rao couldn't help laughing, because he had been paying attention to Li Qingniu, and Li Qingniu's cunning and treacherous attitude was all in his eyes.

"By the way, where are Xihe Wa and the long... demon master?" Li Qingniu was about to speak carelessly, but when he mentioned Qin Xuan, he changed the subject and uttered the word "demon master".

When the Three Emperors Valley registered Qin Xuan for the Demon King Arena, it was with this name.

"Demon Master!?" Bai Rao was stunned and a little confused.

It had never heard of any demon king who had reached the Dao being named in this way. Demon Master... What a big tone, the master of all demons?

Li Qingniu turned his head and looked at the Demon King Arena where Qin Xuan was.

In an instant, Li Qingniu's eyes were dull.

Bai Rao also followed Li Qingniu's gaze and saw the white-clothed mask on the Demon King Arena.

"Is it him!?" Bai Rao's face was shocked and she looked at Qin Xuan.

Before she could ask Li Qingniu how he knew the white-clothed man, Bai Rao's pupils reflected the bloody and floating feathers behind Qin Xuan, the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

"What!?" Bai Rao couldn't help but screamed in surprise.

It had seen clearly before that the little Saint of Jin Peng brought more than 2,000 peak-level demon pengs, hundreds of powerful demon kings voluntarily admitted defeat, and thousands of demon kings who did not enter the demon king arena considered themselves defeated and were eventually eliminated.

But now... where are the 2,000 demon pengs? Where is the little Saint of Jin Peng?

How is it possible! ?

Bai Rao looked at the white-clothed man stepping on the sea of ​​blood, with the corpses of pengs piled up like a mountain behind him, and his mind was almost blank.

Not far from Bai Rao, Qingkong also noticed the white-clothed man.

"It's my benefactor!"

Qingkong looked at Qin Xuan. If it weren't for that...When Qin Xuan attacked it, it had already become a corpse, and the ancient demon order had been lost earlier.

"Do you know him?" On the side, the demon lord of the Qingkong clan looked at Qin Xuan with shock.

Thousands of demon pengs, a holy son of the holy mountain demon lord, even if he was a lower-level Mahayana, might not be able to defeat him, but now, all of them are buried in the demon king arena.

"He is the one who saved Qingkong. Qingkong is still upset that he doesn't even know the name of his benefactor, but he never thought that now..." Qingkong's smile suddenly became bitter. He looked at the sea of ​​corpses and blood of Qin Xuan, and for some reason, he couldn't get excited at all, only shocked.

In the starry sky, Tu Xian stood quietly. Beside her, the three hundred human race combined with the great power, their eyes were also full of shock.

"It's better to meet in person than to hear about it!" Tu Xian whispered softly. She saw Qin Xuan kill the demon peng and the holy son with her own eyes.

Even in her eyes, it seemed that she had already known Qin Xuan's identity.

In the Demon King Arena, Qin Xuan slowly turned around. He looked at the sea of ​​blood and corpses behind him, and there were demon pills and life bones floating on the sea of ​​blood.

"Bixi!"

Qin Xuan shouted softly, and Bixi suddenly appeared on the Xuanguang Zhanlong Gourd.

I saw a white gourd turned into a thousand feet and appeared in front of Qin Xuan.

And under this white gourd, there was a black Bixi, carrying a huge gourd on its back, howling to the sky.

The howling sounded faintly like a dragon's roar, and the mouth of the Xuanguang Zhanlong Gourd opened wide.

In an instant, the sea of ​​blood and corpses gathered into the Xuanguang Zhanlong Gourd.

More than two thousand demon pills, life bones, flesh and blood, and feathers at the peak of the Hedao, this is a huge fortune, how could Qin Xuan waste it.

If there is time, refining this sea of ​​blood and corpses into pills will also be quite helpful for his Eternal Evergreen Body.

On the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain, many demon lords showed cold faces.

They noticed Qin Xuan's intention. He actually turned the corpse of the demon king of the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain into his own possession. Was he going to refine it into a pill?

Qin Xuan didn't care at all. He put all the corpses and blood in the Demon King Arena into the Xuan Guang Zhan Long Gourd.

Immediately, the ten thousand feet white gourd returned to his waist, and Qin Xuan walked out of the Demon King Arena.

In the Demon King Arena, there were no demons, only him in white clothes.

The ancient demon order,

got it!