Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The wills of the people trembled.

The Emperor's thoughts were overwhelming the world.

Qin Xuan stood calmly, brushed his sleeves and said, "Let's go!"

There are thousands of holy mountains. If you want to occupy one of them, you must bear the will of the ancestors of the holy mountain.

The Hun Tian Holy Mountain is one of the 107 top holy mountains of the Ten Thousand Monsters Holy Mountain, and it is not the last one.

Each of those wills was once the proud of the monster clan, and there are many who have passed the tribulation and become immortals.

But so what?

For Qin Changqing, even a real immortal is just an ant.

A mere will, under his Emperor's thoughts, is even weaker than the dust on the fingertips.

Qin Xuan stepped towards the holy mountain, the Ten Thousand Monsters Holy Mountain, where the strong are respected.

If you want to become the master of a holy mountain, unless this holy mountain has no owner, otherwise you will have to start a battle to seize the sainthood.

To worship the Lord of the Holy Mountain, one must be recognized by the will of the ancestors, and finally, with the recognition of the immortal veins, one can become the Lord of a Holy Mountain.

Hun Tian Peng Zun is dead, and the will of the people has dispersed. Only the immortal veins remain.

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In the outside world, the seven-color immortal veins of Hun Tian Holy Mountain are filled with auras that turn into mist. Many demon lords, supreme lords, and immortal veins exist. The seven holy demons all have their eyes on the holy mountain.

At this moment, some figures also walked out of the cracks in the Han Gu Emperor's domain.

Several demon lords walked out first. When they saw this grand scene, some demon lords couldn't help but feel shocked in their hearts, wondering what happened.

"Hun Tian Peng Zun is dead. Does he really want to occupy a holy mountain? This is impossible. He is a human. There is no precedent for human beings to be the Lord of the Holy Mountain in the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain." A demon lord with immortal veins spoke up, with some disbelief in his eyes.

"If this human race cannot become the master of the Hun Tian Holy Mountain, he must perish. If he kills Hun Tian, ​​the Holy Demon will never sit idly by!" A fairy vein demon lord looked at the seven holy demons, "That human boy is seeking his own death!"

"Ao Xuan, do you think he can occupy the Holy Mountain?" Que Yu frowned, she rarely had such an expression.

"No!" Ao Xuan's answer was simple.

"But he killed Hun Tian!" Que Yu said lightly.

"So, I'm waiting for him to come out and pay for Hun Tian's life!" Ao Xuan's voice was flat, as if Qin Xuan was already a dead man.

"Since this human race mentioned the battle to seize the Holy Mountain, you and I cannot take action. The battle to seize the Holy Mountain is a holy war left since the opening of the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain. It is absolutely not allowed to get involved. If you get involved, the fairy veins will reject it, and the ancestors will punish it. Even you and I will suffer heavy losses." Ao Xuan said slowly: "So, when he fails, he will die!"

Que Yu nodded slightly, but she was still puzzled.

Killing Hun Tian, ​​she could understand, after all, that human killed Hun Tian twins, this hatred is almost endless.

But in the battle for the saint, he, a human, dared to say such words easily?

A human entered a holy mountain, this news spread, Wan Yao Holy Mountain would probably become the laughing stock of the entire cultivation world.

"If you just use the battle for the saint to save your life, it is really too stupid." Que Yu's fiery red pupils flashed a faint light, "No matter how talented you are, you will fall."

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In the Hun Tian Holy Mountain, Qin Xuan walked to the top of the mountain, and the holy mountain mark was already in his palm.

Immediately, Qin Xuan moved this mark, and a passage opened on the holy mountain.

At the other end of the passage, there is a world.

In the Wan Yao Holy Mountain, each holy mountain has a secret realm, which is controlled by the masters of the major holy mountains.

In the secret realm, living beings can be accommodated, and treasures can be hidden.

Qin Xuan stepped into the vast world.

There were thousands of trees and even rocs flying across the sky.

When Qin Xuan stepped in, many rocs had already noticed it.

"Human race!?"

"How can human race enter the secret realm of my demon roc clan!?"

"Are you a friend of Saint Hun Tian?"

One demon roc after another spoke, among which there were several Mahayana demon lords, and more were in harmony with the Dao, returning to the void, and even young rocs.

Qin Xuan quietly overlooked this world, and the fairy city on his waist lit up with a bang. A huge city with a size of one million miles was located on the earth, and the trees collapsed, and the demon rocs around were scattered.

Those demon rocs in the Mahayana realm had already rushed towards Qin Xuan.

"Who are you? How did you enter the secret realm of the immortal veins!"

A Mahayana demon roc looked at Qin Xuan in shock and anger.

Qin Xuan slowly raised his head, he looked at the demon roc, and said lightly: "Hun Tian is dead, those who surrender can live!"

The sound spread throughout the secret realm, and all living beings in the world heard it.

At this moment, countless creatures of the Demon Peng clan were almost completely stunned.

"How is it possible..."

Some creatures of the Demon Peng clan roared, not daring to believe this fact.

Many rocs were heard, and Qin Xuan looked leisurely, "Ten breaths, those who crawl can live!"

On the giant city, Tu Rui and dozens of demon lords also looked at the many rocs in the distance, and a faint cold light flashed in their eyes.

"You are looking for death!"Those Mahayana demon rocs started to attack, and some demon kings in the Hedao realm also rushed towards Qin Xuan at this moment.

"How dare you disrespect the demon master!"

The Mahayana supreme of the demon blood clan suddenly rushed out and fought with those demon rocs at this moment.

Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, until, ten breaths later, he slowly slashed with the Eternal Sword in his hand.

In an instant, a sword light swept across the sky and the earth.

There were nearly tens of thousands of demon rocs in the sky, all bleeding.

The demon blood was like a torrential rain, like a waterfall falling from the sky, and Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent.

With just one sword, there were few demon rocs left.

Qin Xuan's Eternal Sword slowly disappeared, and he looked at the sky, that Hengyang.

Immortal vein!

This Hengyang leads directly to the immortal vein of the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain. Only after being recognized by this immortal vein can he be considered the master of this holy mountain.

Qin Xuan soared thousands of feet into the sky, looking at the huge Hengyang in front of him. The immortal vein aura was almost extremely rich.

He slowly stepped into it, letting the immortal vein aura enter his body.

In the palm of his hand, the holy mountain mark was humming and vibrating, and the immortal vein aura went straight into Qin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the Qingdi Palace was towering, and in front of the palace, the divine mind evolved Qin Xuan's figure.

He looked at the power of the immortal vein and said lightly: "In my eyes, whether it is the demon race or the human race, there is no bias!"

"If you don't agree, I will wipe out your immortal vein spirit and still hold the reins!"

The ray of immortal vein light gradually turned into a misty figure.

It can be seen that this is a Qilin, with seven colors all over its body, surrounded by immortal vein aura, and looking at Qin Xuan.

It is this holy mountain that condensed the immortal vein spirit for endless years.

It let out a light roar, and its four hooves seemed to hesitate.

"Don't worry, your former master is no match for me!"

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, he took a step forward, and appeared in front of the seven-colored unicorn.

"You want your spirit body to become an immortal, for me, it's not difficult!"

"This is a volume of spiritual immortal scriptures, you can practice!"

He gently stroked the head of the seven-colored unicorn, and the scriptures slowly entered the body of the seven-colored unicorn.

Until all the scriptures were immersed, the seven-colored unicorn raised its head and looked at Qin Xuan, and there seemed to be gratitude in its eyes.

Immediately, it knelt on its four hooves and lowered its head to hum.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Qin Xuan slowly opened his eyes, he felt the surrounding immortal veins and spiritual energy as if he was using his arms and fingers.

Qin Xuan looked at this terrifying immortal vein spiritual energy, slowly walked out of the seven-colored Hengyang, the mark in his hand flashed, and then opened a passage.

From now on, this holy mountain...

Named Demon Court!