Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Hun Tian Peng Zun was stunned. He looked at the holy mountain that belonged to him. At this moment, he could neither advance nor retreat.

The other party stood on the top of the holy mountain, as if he had nothing to fear.

"You..."

"Don't use the power of the immortal vein?" Qin Xuan looked down at Hun Tian Peng Zun indifferently, and then, the Eternal Sword in his hand had already slashed out.

Boom!

The earth shattered and split into millions of miles.

Hun Tian Peng Zun, with his broken body moving at almost the extreme speed, just broke open.

"You are looking for death!"

Hun Tian Peng Zun roared, and the twins both fell in Qin Xuan's hands. Now, Qin Xuan still wants to kill him?

In the distance, the seven holy demons, many Mahayana beings, including the immortal vein beings, were all stunned.

In the cultivation world, it is not uncommon for the old to come out after beating the younger one.

But killing the younger one and wanting to kill the older one too, this is too arrogant.

Hun Tian Peng Zun is the immortal demon of Wan Yao Sheng Shan, and Qin Xuan is a human.

He killed Hun Tian Peng Zun's twins under the eyes of Wan Yao Sheng Shan, and now he is even more rude, threatening to kill Hun Tian Peng Zun.

Is there anyone more arrogant than this human?

"It's terrible, this kid is going to turn the world upside down!" Even Li Qingniu, who has always been lawless, couldn't help but mutter.

No matter how much courage he has, he dare not make such a move.

Tu Xian was even more stunned, and his red lips moved slightly, "Humans start a war to seize the saint? Is it really possible?"

The demon race is hostile to humans, not to mention Wan Yao Sheng Shan.

Throughout the ages, who can occupy a holy mountain as a human?

Just the will of the ancestors of Wan Yao Sheng Shan, even the masters of several immortal veins of the human race have to retreat.

At this moment, Hun Tian Sheng Shan was rumbling and shaking.

As a mysterious mark lit up between Hun Tian Peng Zun's eyebrows, the entire holy mountain seemed to be in turmoil.

Hun Tian Peng Zun was using the power of the immortal vein. When he was severely injured by Qin Xuan's sword, Hun Tian Peng Zun returned directly to Hun Tian Holy Mountain because of this.

With the help of Hun Tian Holy Mountain, his strength almost doubled.

In an instant, the rolling seven-color aura in the mountains was like clouds and mist, covering Qin Xuan.

"The power of the immortal vein!"

Qin Xuan's eyes were leisurely and still indifferent. Soon, his figure was covered by the power of the immortal vein.

Hun Tian Peng Zun looked at it and couldn't help but be ecstatic.

"You dare to ignore the power of the immortal vein!"

"You are looking for death! Human race, you are too arrogant!"

He roared, and his eyes were even more happy to avenge his hatred.

The power of the immortal vein contains the real immortal vein aura, which is enough to crush everything.

Qin Xuan actually allowed himself to be attacked by the power of the immortal veins, which was tantamount to seeking death.

"Arrogant?"

Suddenly, a faint voice sounded, and a man in white walked in the rolling power of the seven-color immortal veins.

"You are just ignorant!"

Qin Xuan walked out with a sword, and wherever he passed, the immortal vein aura retreated.

In his eyes, a faint light flashed.

At the heart, a wisp of breath rose from the Kaitian Emperor Domain and entered Qin Xuan's body.

Qin Xuan looked at Hun Tian Peng Zun. He wanted to use the power of the immortal veins to test the power of Zu Yue Kaitian.

At least for now, it seems that the use of a lower-grade immortal vein demon lord is not worth mentioning for the Kaitian Emperor Domain in his body!

"How is it possible!"

This scene seemed to completely overturn Hun Tian Peng Zun's cognition.

Not only Hun Tian Peng Zun, but also countless immortal vein supremes in the starry sky, including the seven holy demons, are extremely incredible.

"What kind of magical power did he use to open the power of immortal veins!"

"This human race must not be underestimated!"

"Looking at the world of cultivation, the power of immortal veins is definitely not something that ordinary Mahayana cultivators can contend with. How can this human race..."

A series of shocked voices rang out in the starry sky.

Qin Xuan looked at Hun Tian Peng Zun with indifference. The next moment, a sword light had already swept out.

The sword master's technique, the sword art of beheading immortals!

At the moment when Qin Xuan moved his sword, Hun Tian Peng Zun almost used all his strength.

Behind him, rolling seven-colored clouds pressed towards Qin Xuan. Not only that, Hun Tian Peng Zun moved at an extremely fast speed, shaking his single wing to avoid it.

"I don't want you to die, so I left you here. If I want to kill you, how can a mere demon roc avoid the Eternal Sword?!"

A faint voice sounded, and in an instant, the sword light tore the world apart for a million miles.

Everything was almost annihilated.

Two sword marks that stretched for a million miles appeared on the Immortal Vein Continent.

Huntian Pengzun didn't even scream, and he was completely turned into nothingness in the sword light.

Lower Mahayana, Immortal Vein Demonzun...

Death!

In the starry sky, all living beings were as silent as death at this moment.

But Qin Xuan ignored them, and his eyes fell on the Huntian Holy Mountain.

Accompanied by HuntianAfter Peng Zun died, the seven-colored immortal vein power behind him receded like a tide. The immortal vein mark that had lit up at the center of Hun Tian Peng Zun's eyebrows turned into a stream of light and was about to sink into the Hun Tian Holy Mountain.

Qin Xuan stepped slowly and appeared in front of the mark. With a shake of his palm, he pressed towards the mark.

Hun Tian Holy Mountain was in turmoil again at this moment. Countless immortal vein power enveloped Qin Xuan at this moment.

The terrifying oppressive force was like countless stars crushing.

Qin Xuan pressed the mark with one hand and looked at Hun Tian Holy Mountain.

I saw a demon figure emerging in the seven-colored clouds.

These were all the past masters of this holy mountain, all immortal vein supremes. Some had fallen, and some had entered the immortal land.

But their wills were all left here.

"Human race, how dare you enter the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons!"

"How dare you, this is the immortal vein of my demon race, you, a mere human race, enter this place and want to occupy a mountain!?"

"Why don't you get out of the immortal vein quickly? The demon race immortal vein cannot be fought for by humans!"

One after another, the overwhelming pressure fell from these wills.

There was also a rumbling sound, as if it went straight into Qin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness, trying to crush Qin Xuan's mind.

These wills were too terrifying, even the Supreme Immortal Vein might not be able to bear it.

Qin Xuan, looking at the many immortal vein wills, his eyes were leisurely, facing the former Supreme Immortal Vein, each of whom was enough to traverse the starry sky, he only uttered two words.

"Kneel down!"

Boom!

In an instant, in Qin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness, a figure appeared behind him, hazily rising, and standing tall.

The voices of the thousands of immortal vein wills stopped abruptly.

The Emperor's thoughts were like the sky, standing quietly in the rolling seven-colored clouds, like a great emperor who was sweeping across the sky, suppressing everything in the world.

The next moment, the knees of all the immortal veins bent. Under the pressure of the Emperor's thoughts, they were like ants under the mountain, and the people of the world were like ants.

Every immortal vein will was almost trembling, shivering, and dared not speak.

In the end, all the immortal veins almost knelt on the ground...

Just as Qin Xuan said!