Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The sky and earth were shattered, and the void collapsed.

Qin Xuan quietly looked at the place where many magic weapons exploded before, his eyes calm.

In the darkness, it seemed that there was a sound of the netherworld coming from it, like the sound of spring water.

Every time the sound sounded, all living beings felt that their souls were about to be stripped away.

Immediately, a large flag wrapped around it suddenly exploded.

The flag was flaming, and it was like a painting of the netherworld, with a road of the Yellow Spring, leading directly to the endless abyss.

The sound of ding-dong came from the dancing of the flag.

The Lord of Death slowly emerged from it, and it looked around, with an ugly face.

Especially when it saw the three great gods die, its pupils shrank suddenly.

"Damn, this demon lord, how could he be so strong!"

"Nine-bend Yellow Spring Flag!" Tu Xian couldn't help but whisper at this moment, with a divine light in his eyes.

Before Qin Xuan could move, Tu Xian had already made a move.

"Qin Xuan, leave this man to me. The condition I have negotiated with the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain is that I will enter the Han Ancient Emperor Domain and seize the Nine-Bend Yellow Spring Flag for the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain." Tu Xian's voice slowly entered Qin Xuan's ears.

Qin Xuan frowned slightly, he looked at Tu Xian's action and shook his head slightly.

He took out the elixir again, took it directly, and sat cross-legged in the air to recuperate.

Before, he almost used all his strength. If it weren't for the Nine-Bend Yellow Spring, the next time he took action, he could shock the Lord of Death.

But since Tu Xian wanted to take action, let her do it.

After all, she is the saint of Tongtian Demon Mountain. With him, the Lord of Death holding the first-grade treasure is just a whetstone.

...

Tu Xian's fingertips, the magic light bloomed, and in an instant, countless magic lights shone around the Nine-Bend Yellow Spring Flag, and then, those magic lights exploded like stars.

"Who are you?" The Lord of Death was a little surprised and angry, with a hint of retreat in his eyes.

He was not a powerful demon blood, and he didn't care about the demon blood creatures.

Now that the three great gods were dead, the demon lord's strength was unfathomable, so why should he fight here? It would be better to go to the forbidden land of demon burial and discuss with the troll king what to do next.

Boom boom boom...

As the Lord of Death thought about it, countless magic rays enveloped him.

Tu Xian looked at it, frowned slightly, but a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Octopus, do you want to escape?"

Her voice sounded gentle, and she saw that the magic rays were enveloped, and the Nine-Bend Yellow Spring Flag wrapped the Lord of Death and went to the central area of ​​the Demon Blood Continent.

"Demon God from the Sky, don't go too far!" The Lord of Death spoke, and those magic rays met the Nine-Bend Yellow Spring Flag, and the magic rays quickly disappeared and faded, making it difficult to invade the range of the Nine-Bend Yellow Spring Flag.

That is a first-class treasure, made from the Yellow Spring Dao, the silk of the underworld silkworm, and various treasures.

All things approaching are like passing through the Yellow Spring, which not only contains the universe, but also can decay everything.

Even the sound of the flag can make people hallucinate and lose themselves in the illusion.

The most terrifying thing is that even the Supreme Thought can hardly break the Nine-bend Yellow Spring Flag.

Unfortunately, the Lord of Death can only grasp the fur of the Nine-bend Yellow Spring Flag. Even this point, he didn't know how long he figured it out.

"Too much bullying, I think you are also the master of the forbidden land, how can you be so timid?" Tu Xian shook her head slightly, and her pupils, at this moment, turned into an endless whirlpool.

The third-grade magical power, the Devouring Demon Pupil!

Unlike the magical power used by Qin Xuan, every magical power mastered by Tu Xian has been condensed for a long time and is almost perfect.

In an instant, the world in front of the Lord of Death turned upside down, and the Lord of Death could not avoid it and rushed directly into the space vortex.

Immediately, the space vortex shrank, as if it turned into a bead, and flew into Tu Xian's hand.

Tu Xian's eyes were solemn, and she did not show any joy, looking at the trembling bead flying slowly.

Just when it was a thousand feet away from Tu Xian, a crack suddenly appeared on the bead.

Tu Xian reacted very quickly, she pinched her fingers, and a magic weapon appeared in her hand.

This is a white bone bowl, and its material is dragon bone, which is a third-grade treasure.

The dragon bone bowl suddenly flipped and pressed towards the cracked Nine-bend Yellow Spring Flag.

Boom!

The space bead was broken, and the Lord of Death roared and roared. Before he could react, he was trapped by the dragon bone bowl again.

Tu Xian sacrificed the dragon bone bowl, and her face turned slightly pale.

She could once reach the peak of Return to the Void Killing and the upper grade of Hedao, but the gap between the Mahayana realm and the first grade is too big.

She is now at the peak of Hedao, and has even entered the realm of Mind Moving the Universe, but she is still not sure about the upper grade of Mahayana.

What's more, the Lord of Death has a first-grade treasure in his hand.

If the Lord of Death had no realm but no magical power, and his mastery of the Nine-Curved Yellow Spring Flag was only superficial, I'm afraid Tu Xian would not have chosen to take action.

The dragon bone bowl kept shaking, and everyAfter the tremor, Tu Xian's face turned slightly pale, and her pupils were full of solemnity.

Finally, Tu Xian couldn't help but sacrifice another magic weapon.

This is a seven-color crystal needle. Tu Xian groaned, and the dragon bone bowl was overturned, and the roar of the Lord of Death sounded.

"Damn it, you've completely pissed me off!"

The Lord of Death was a little furious. Whether it was the previous magical power or this magic weapon, it made it a little embarrassed.

He was extremely frustrated. Although these magical powers could not hurt him, he was the lord of the forbidden land. Now he was bullied by a demon god from outside the sky one after another. Even the Lord of Death had already retreated and did not intend to fight again.

Too much bullying!

Too much bullying!

At this moment, the Lord of Death was furious, the Nine-Curved Yellow Spring Flag was spread out, and the Lord of Death revealed his true self.

This is an eight-clawed demon seal, each of which is dancing wildly. Soon, the claws are like spears that reach the sky, rushing straight at Tu Xian.

Tu Xian's eyes are solemn. Suddenly, she bit her tongue and sprayed a stream of blood onto the seven-color crystal needle.

"This broken Phoenix-killing needle can't kill him!"

A faint voice sounded, and Tu Xian turned her head slightly and looked at Qin Xuan who was standing aside.

The seven-color crystal needle seemed to be stained red with blood, avoiding the claws and going straight into the eyes of the Lord of Death.

"Have you recovered your cultivation?"

"I have recovered one percent!" Qin Xuan said lightly.

"Then why are you still coming out?"

"It's enough to kill him!"

As soon as the voice fell, Qin Xuan had already moved. When the seven-color crystal needle approached, the Nine-Curved Yellow Spring Flag blocked it.

The Lord of Death had already seen Qin Xuan's move, and was immediately a little panicked. Except for the eight legs, he hid his entire body under the Nine-bend Yellow Spring Flag.

Qin Xuan had already appeared in front of the Nine-bend Yellow Spring Flag. He smiled indifferently and slowly stretched out his palm towards the Nine-bend Yellow Spring Flag.

His palm seemed to be wrapped in endless Dao rules, and countless Dao rules intertwined, but Qin Xuan's palm did not stop for a moment, as if it could not be stopped, and fell outside the Nine-bend Yellow Spring Flag.

Immediately, Qin Xuan suddenly pulled the Nine-bend Yellow Spring Flag away, covering the figures of him and the Lord of Death.

Qin Xuan looked at the ink of the erosion sea that was spewing out Dao power, smiled faintly, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, a jade knife stretched out from his brow.

The knife of time!

The knife of time that he had nurtured for more than ten years was chopped down at this moment.

"Die!"

Qin Xuan looked at the Lord of Death with indifference.

"Ant!"