Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The Night Leopard Capital does not seem to be much different from the Sky Fox Capital.

It’s just that the huge carving on the gate has been replaced with a leopard face.

Not only that, there are eighteen statues on its walls, majestic and awe-inspiring, as if they are the strong men of the Night Leopard Capital.

“The True God Han Ye is back!”

At the moment when Qin Xuan and Han Ye appeared, a cry of surprise almost shocked the entire Night Leopard Capital.

Some soldiers knelt on the ground, and some walked into the capital, as if reporting the good news.

It is not difficult to see that the people of the Night Leopard Capital regard Han Ye’s return as a triumph.

Han Ye was inevitably a little embarrassed. He looked at Qin Xuan, “I’m sorry to make the Demon Lord laugh!”

Qin Xuan did not deny it. He looked at the Night Leopard Capital, and his soul spread.

In an instant, he sensed a powerful aura, as if a dormant ancient beast was lying there.

Qin Xuan's eyes paused slightly. He sensed the aura of the strong man, and the other party also sensed him.

Although the true gods of the Demon Blood Continent did not have a soul, they were like the demons, and their perception was not much weaker than the soul.

Qin Xuan compared the aura of the Night Leopard Ancient God Ancestor with Han Ye. In fact, Han Ye was already a strong man in the lower level of the Mahayana realm, but because his attack methods were simple and scarce, he was the same as the Supreme who had just entered the lower level of the Mahayana.

And the ancient god of the Night Leopard Empire, in terms of aura, was almost the same as the Supreme of the middle level of the Mahayana body cultivation.

But if his clumsy attack and magical powers were counted, he could barely be counted as a Supreme of the lower level of the Mahayana, perhaps, he would be stronger.

After all, the magical powers left in this Demon Blood Continent were the magical powers of the ancient demon emperor. Although they were simple, they were not necessarily weak.

Han Ye was weak because he only cultivated some magical powers of the Hedao realm.

An old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, would he not have successfully cultivated a third-grade or higher magical power?

Qin Xuan paused slightly, is his strength comparable to that of a true lower-grade Mahayana?

In the Mahayana realm, every inch of progress is very different. It can be seen from the fact that the ancient god entered the Supreme realm in 130,000 years, but now he is only a middle-grade Mahayana.

The creatures of the entire Demon Blood Continent, without any guidance, rely on the inheritance left by the 81 divine monuments to grope forward. Every step is probably more difficult than you can imagine.

At this moment, in the Night Leopard Imperial Capital, an army of armored soldiers gathered towards the city gate.

There was also a noble imperial chariot coming from the city to the gate.

There was even a figure that was difficult for the creatures of the Night Leopard Imperial Capital to detect, and appeared on the wall of the imperial capital, under a statue.

Han Ye looked at the figure, his pupils shrank slightly.

Qin Xuan's eyes moved slightly and also fell. This was an old creature wearing cloth and gray hair. His leopard face was old and the years were precipitated in his eyes.

"Han Ye, meet the ancestor!"

Han Ye knelt on one knee and bowed his head to salute the gray leopard creature.

The gray leopard creature looked at Han Ye, "You, have not defeated the outer demon god?"

He spoke heavily and looked at Qin Xuan. In this demon blood continent, there is no human race. Although Qin Xuan is wearing a mask, it is not difficult to see the difference between his face and the demon blood creature.

"Defeated a demon god from the outer world, but lost to the demon master!" Han Ye said heavily, and his voice made the creatures and soldiers in front of the imperial capital stunned.

Han Ye, the true god, was defeated?

Even the gray leopard creature had a look of surprise. It had faced two outer demon gods, and the strength of the outer demon gods might not be stronger than Han Ye.

Han Ye actually lost! ?

The atmosphere was slightly quiet and a little solemn.

The creatures of the Night Leopard Empire below also reacted. Qin Xuan was the outer demon god they were talking about. They immediately waited attentively.

"Do you have a name?" Qin Xuan spoke quietly. He stood in the air, with his hands behind his back, looking at the Night Leopard Ancient God.

"Jutian!" The Gray Leopard creature uttered two words.

Qin Xuan smiled faintly in the air of the imperial capital, "You can call me the Demon Lord!"

"Today I come here for the treasures of the Night Leopard and Demon Wolf Empire treasury. I will take the treasures that can be used."

"As for you..."

Qin Xuan paused slightly, "You can fight with me. If you beat me, I will leave. If you lose, you will surrender. Do you have any objections!?"

His voice swept through the air, and the creatures of the entire Night Leopard Imperial Capital were all shocked. Immediately, countless creatures were in an uproar.

"What!? This outer demon dares to fight the ancient god!?"

"The ancient god once fought two outer demons alone and severely injured two outer demons. Doesn't he know?"

"How arrogant he is! He thinks that he can defeat the ancient god Jutian just by defeating the true god Han Ye?"

"Old Ancestor of the ancient god can take action to let this outer demon know that my Night Leopard Empire cannot be bullied!"

All the creatures in the entire Night Leopard Empire were in chaos, indignant, and glared at Qin Xuan.

Suddenly, a green light flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes, and the great momentum was overwhelming, and the raging wind turned into a huge wave.Boom!

"Noisy!"

Just two words, like thunder, exploded in the ears of many creatures.

In an instant, many strong men turned pale, and some weaker ones were shaky.

Just two words, suppressed all the creatures in the imperial capital to silence!

The ancient god of the giant sky, his eyes flashed with brilliance, snorted coldly, and his sound was like thunder, like a sound wave, bombarding Qin Xuan.

In the sky, the sound wave collided with the strong wind and gradually annihilated.

The ancient god of the giant sky stood on the city wall, he looked at Qin Xuan, "What a big tone, if you lose, you will leave, if you win, I will surrender, the two guys who didn't know the height of the sky and the earth before were not as arrogant as you."

"Today, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to leave!"

The ancient god of the giant sky had a hint of anger in his eyes, and then he stepped on the ground, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Qin Xuan.

Just one punch, the gray hair was dyed golden.

Boom!

Instantly, this punch landed on Qin Xuan's palm.

Just one punch, Qin Xuan's body shook slightly, and a mountain opened in his heart, and the essence rushed into his body.

Qin Xuan did not move, but the void behind him was torn as easily as paper, and a crack of nearly a thousand feet appeared, like a black dragon, constantly twisting.

This punch was more than several times more terrifying than Han Ye's previous attack.

The pupils of the giant sky ancient god shrank slightly, and it seemed surprised that Qin Xuan could block it.

"Ancestor, let's go to a distant place for a fight!" At this time, Han Ye's voice sounded. He looked at the terrifying power. Just the aftermath, the walls of the Night Leopard Empire had already developed cracks. If the war continued, it was estimated that the Night Leopard Empire's capital would be completely broken and turned into a battlefield.

Before, half of the Sky Fox Empire was broken and in a mess, and Han Ye saw it.

Jutian glanced at Han Ye, seemed to understand, and frowned slightly.

Immediately, his eyes fell on Qin Xuan, "Okay, you have some skills, I agree to this battle, and I will fight thousands of miles away!"

"But if you want me to surrender, it's not enough to just defeat me!"

The ancient god Jutian slowly closed his fist, looked at Qin Xuan with cold and arrogant eyes.

Qin Xuan didn't care either. His palm slowly fell down, turned calmly, and turned his back to the ancient god Jutian.

"It doesn't matter, if you don't obey..."

"Then die!"

Only six words spread like the wind, but it made Han Ye's heart jump, as if holding his breath.