Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Above the underground palace, the battle was still going on, like destroying the heavens and the earth. The rumbling sound passed through the desperate underground palace and into the ground.

In the deepest part of the desperate underground palace, Qin Xuan sat cross-legged in the big formation, his white clothes were the same as before, without being stained by dust.

Compared with six years ago, the only difference was that the bones of the Nether Dragon had disappeared.

Only a few remnants of death remained, which were extremely weak.

Boom!

The void trembled slightly, and in the big formation, Qin Xuan's eyes slightly opened.

His eyes seemed full of vicissitudes, and his voice seemed a little old, saying: "Too noisy!"

Qin Xuan slowly got up and woke up from his practice.

...

In the underground palace, the world within a radius of millions of miles was completely shattered, the space law collapsed, and the turbulence disappeared.

In the void after the space was shattered, Tu Xian stood proudly, and thousands of miles away from her, the Tiger-faced God King was even more solemn.

"Is this the strength of a powerful immortal vein in the world of cultivation? He is only at the Hedao level, which is equivalent to the level of a demon blood true king."

The Tiger-faced God King felt a little unbelievable. In the Demon Blood Continent, what kind of talent can a true king fight a true god? As for fighting an ancient god, it is even more impossible, not to mention him, the God King of Suppression.

At this moment, he has entered the system of the world of cultivation and has sought the great way. His strength is not weaker than that of a true Mahayana upper-grade supreme.

The opponent is only at the peak of Hedao, but he can fight him without losing.

Tu Xian's eyes were also slightly condensed.

"A Mahayana upper-grade is still a bit troublesome. Even if he has never had the supreme thought, his body has been tempered to the extreme. It is difficult for the Tao to break his body and the divine thought to enter his body." Tu Xian's eyes moved slightly, and he said to himself: "It's a pity that he has not entered the realm of the Tao and the world. He has mastered the suppression of the world and the sky, and with the Tongtian Demon Flame, he may not be able to suppress him."

She lightly tapped her finger, and a fine flame emerged at her fingertips.

Immediately, in the distance, the universe turned upside down, and countless space laws intertwined, imprisoning the Tiger-faced God King.

"Hah!"

The Tiger-faced God King roared, his eyes were as blazing as the sun, and the giant sword in his hand suddenly slashed down, shattering the space laws around him. Immediately, he took a step forward and met the magic flame.

Sky-high magic flame, top-grade Tao power!

Boom!

In an instant, the third-grade demon treasure in the Tiger-faced God King's hand was almost red, and the terrifying Tao power seemed to burn the demon treasure.

Demon treasures are different from magic treasures. Most of the demon treasures are parts of the demon clan's body, such as scales, horns, claws, etc. After being nurtured by the demon clan for a long time, they are constantly tempered with demon pills and essence, and transformed into the shape of weapons. Their solidity and sharpness are even more terrifying than the same-grade magic treasures.

Now, just a finger of magic fire can make this third-grade demon treasure melt faintly. How incredible is it?

The tiger-faced god king was even more shocked, and his palm felt a faint burning pain.

"Break!"

The tiger-faced god king suddenly took a step forward, and the power of his golden body burst out. At this moment, it all turned into a sword and slashed out.

The magic fire burst out, and Tu Xian frowned slightly.

The body and power of the tiger-faced god king are almost comparable to the supreme of the upper grade of the Mahayana.

She has always stopped at the peak of the Hedao, the realm of moving the universe. The ordinary lower-grade Mahayana supreme may not be a match for her, but the upper grade of the Mahayana is almost a whole realm away from her.

Tu Xian frowned slightly, and his eyes were a little cold.

At this moment, the tiger-faced god king had already approached.

The giant sword of the demon treasure suddenly gathered all its strength and slashed towards Tu Xian.

Under the explosion, its speed unexpectedly doubled compared to before. Tu Xian, who was thinking about how to defeat the Tiger-faced God King, was a little careless and did not launch an attack in the first place.

"I was distracted in the battle!" Tu Xian's eyes flashed with a trace of annoyance, but she was still not panicked, and her palm suddenly raised.

In her palm, a black lotus bloomed, circling in front of her, and the lotus petals were like a shield, blocking her in front.

Fourth-grade magic formula, the Dragon-controlling Black Lotus!

Although it was just a quick move, its defense was still extremely strong, and ordinary lower-grade Mahayana masters might not be able to break it with all their strength.

"Looking for death!"

The Tiger-faced God King held the giant sword with both hands and shouted loudly, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Tu Xian was distracted, and he naturally saw it in his eyes. How could he miss such a great opportunity to win?

At this moment, the Tiger-Faced God King almost exploded with all his strength, and the sound of thunder spread throughout the world.

"Slash the God with a Sword!"

This was the attack he had practiced for a long time, using a sword instead of a knife, and now at this moment, it all exploded.

The giant sword fell and slashed on the black lotus.

Boom!

In the eyes of Xi, Wa, and the Bone King, they saw that behind Tu Xian, a sharp force almost cut through the sky and earth, running through millions of miles.

Tu Xian, his hair fluttered, and stirred backwards.

Immediately, the black lotus broke open and turned into powder.

TuXian was not injured, but there were some cracks on the demon face.

Crack!

The crisp sound made a figure at the entrance of the underground palace pause.

Qin Xuan looked up and looked into the sky. Half of the demon face was quietly turned into powder, revealing the half face.

Soft eyebrows like willows, eyes like stars, trembling eyelashes, skin like jade.

Tu Xian seemed a little angry, and a hint of coldness grew in his eyes.

"Damage my demon face, you are looking for death!"

There was a rolling demonic energy, and the terrifying demonic energy made the tiger-faced god king change color slightly and retreated instantly.

He looked at Tu Xian with some doubts. His full-strength attack only broke half of the demon face.

At this moment, a sword light came from below and slashed towards the sky.

"Who?"

The tiger-faced god king's face changed slightly. He felt the power of this sword, which was definitely not weak.

Immediately, he held the giant sword and slashed it down suddenly. In the sword light, he flew several feet into the air, then shouted and burst out with all his strength, breaking the sword. Many Dao powers were shaken into nothingness under his golden body of the upper grade of Mahayana.

Below, Qin Xuan's hair floated slightly.

The pair of eyes that used to be indifferent, and even in the deepest part of the underground palace, seemed to be full of vicissitudes at this moment.

He never spoke, but the anger under the white clothes made the world tremble.

Even Xi and Wa were shocked. They were a little surprised to see Qin Xuan appear, but when they saw Qin Xuan's slightly agitated sleeves, they were suddenly shocked.

They had never seen Qin Xuan's emotions fluctuate so much, even when he faced the group of night demons, he had never been like this. Those eyes were still indifferent.

But now, those indifferent eyes no longer exist.

Qin Xuan looked at the Tiger-Faced God King. He never asked who he was, nor did he care about his strength.

You dare to hurt her! ?

Even though he never said anything, his anger was like breaking through the world, shocking everyone.

Including Tu Xian, everyone looked at Qin Xuan, their eyes slightly trembling.

Qin Xuan moved, and a line suddenly opened between his eyebrows.

There was a sound coming from the entrance of the underground palace, which made the Tiger-Faced God King feel like he was falling to the extreme, and his body trembled slightly.

"You!"

"You deserve to die!"

With just three words, the man in white shocked the world with anger.