Rebirth of the Urban Madman

"It's very lively!" Taoist Taiqing noticed something and looked at him leisurely.

"Those little guys have grown to this point in less than two hundred years, especially the one named Jun Wushuang." Taoist Taiqing's eyes narrowed slightly, "It's a bit incredible. Although I noticed the soul-swallowing bloodline at the beginning, I didn't care much. I never thought that she has already merged with the Tao."

"Two hundred years of merging with the Tao!" Taoist Taiqing looked at the monk in white, "You are not as good as her!"

"She wants to fight with me, and there is a difference of 100 million and 8000 miles."

"What about my friend!?"

The monk in white paused, "I may not be as good as her, but it should be no problem to beat you and run around everywhere."

"Ahem... "Tao Taiqing hurriedly concealed his embarrassment.

At this moment, the monk in white paused.

"Another person is here!"

"Aura, a person of the Fallen Tao?" Taoist Taiqing couldn't help but look up.

"No, it's my friend's breath!"

A flaming light, like a meteorite, fell from the sky and landed in the Douzhan Buddhist Temple.

The old Taoist Taiqing suddenly changed color, and even the monk in white stepped on the cloud.

Xiao Wu's eyes suddenly changed, his Zen heart was disturbed, and he turned into Buddha light and left.

"Injured!?" Jun Wushuang's eyes also changed slightly, tearing through the void.

In the Douzhan Buddhist Temple, the blue bricks cracked and spread to the beginning and the end, and a figure appeared in the center.

The wings behind Qin Xuan slowly sank into his body. In front of his chest, there was still the huge cave, supported by his heart and the transparent Yuanli.

His skin was even more burned.

The white clothes made of immortal golden silk collapsed at this moment, and it was almost impossible to revive.

The right arm turned into nothingness.

He stood quietly on the broken blue bricks, and there was even flames burning his skin.

His body was almost covered in blood.

When the monk in white appeared and saw Qin Xuan, his eyes suddenly trembled.

A pill appeared in his hand, emitting precious light, but he hesitated and put it away.

"My friend!" The old Taoist Taiqing exclaimed, and he looked at Qin Xuan.

"He is too injured, and you can't use pills, and... his body is almost mortal, don't move!" The old Taoist Taiqing spoke quickly.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of Buddha light spread out, and the figure in Buddha robes looked at the standing figure.

In just a moment, Xiao Wu was covered with a layer of mist.

"Qin Xuan!"

She called softly, and the whole person seemed to be standing there.

This injury is too serious. What did Qin Xuan do? Why was he injured to this extent! ?

The void cracked, and Jun Wushuang's eyes, at this moment, seemed to have murderous intent condensed like substance.

She wanted to speak, but in the end she swallowed the sound into her stomach.

Only the delicate body was trembling faintly.

"Dad!"

Qin Hao also came. He looked at Qin Xuan and seemed to be completely stupid.

Yunyu, Da Jin'er, Da Jin'er, Qin Yan'er.

"Master!"

Everyone, at this moment, looked at the figure whose body was broken to the extreme, with anger, sadness, worry and tears.

Qin Xuan lowered his eyes, as if he had just come back to his senses.

His eyes were blurred, as if stained with a layer of blood, and he looked at everyone.

He slowly opened his mouth, "It's just a minor injury, not worth mentioning!"

As soon as the voice fell, he was like a rotten wood, and at this moment, he lost the last bit of life.

"Qin Xuan!"

Jun Wushuang finally yelled at this moment, "My son can't be without a father, who allowed you to die!?"

"Jun Wushuang, don't move, he may not be dead, you dare to make him worse!?" Xiao Wu's face suddenly changed, and he stopped in front of Jun Wushuang.

"Master!"

Qin Yan'er turned her head and looked at the monk in white and the Taoist priest Taiqing.

"Don't touch him!"

The monk in white looked solemn. He stared at Qin Xuan and suddenly waved his sleeves. Qin Xuan disappeared into his sleeves.

"I'll take him into the pass!"

After the words fell, the monk in white stepped forward and disappeared on the spot.

The Taoist priest Taiqing took a deep breath and followed the monk in white.

Jun Wushuang calmed down a little at this moment.

She looked at Xiao Wu with frosty eyes.

Finally, she glanced at Qin Hao and gritted her teeth and said, "He can't die!"

"He won't die!" Xiao Wu spoke with a trembling voice, "The power of the Fighting Buddha can save him!"

"Xiao Wu, what if he dies?" Jun Wushuang's voice was a little hoarse, and his pupils were constantly trembling.

"Why do you ask me? Ask yourself!" Xiao Wu's voice was also a little cold.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound, and Xiao Wu and Jun Wushuang's faces changed slightly. They turned their heads and looked at Qin Hao.

Qin Hao was kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down his cheeks.

There was only a roar, as if crying, sobbing, sad, angry...

At this moment, no one knew what Qin Hao was thinking with his head down.

All they knew was that Xiao Wu and Jun Wushuang had put Qin Hao on his knees.The moment when Hao helped him up.

Those eyes that were once kind and compassionate, no longer exist.

"Hao'er!"

Qin Yan'er couldn't help but look at Qin Hao with a worried look on her face.

"He, this father and son, how come each of them is not reassuring!" Xiao Wu gritted his teeth and scolded, "Jun Wushuang, take Hao'er to stabilize his state of mind, don't stimulate him."

"I'm going to find the Fighting Buddha and ask about Qin Xuan's situation!"

Jun Wushuang glanced at Xiao Wu, and then looked in the direction where the Fighting Buddha went.

"Qin Xuan, Qin Changqing, if you die, I will never forgive you in this life!"

"Hao'er!" She felt Qin Hao's state of mind collapse, and his realm was retreating, so she immediately took Qin Hao to a secluded place.

"Yunyu, you go outside the star, if there is an enemy, return as soon as possible." Qin Yan'er ordered, "Dajin'er, you go too!"

She turned around and followed Xiao Wu's footsteps. Although her realm was not high now, her clothes were fluttering.

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In the Douzhan Buddhist Temple, Qin Xuan slowly sat cross-legged on the futon, as if he had no life at all.

"Monk, is my friend really still alive?" Taoist Taiqing looked at Qin Xuan, with a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Alive, although he has no life, his vitality has not died." The monk in white slowly spoke, "He should have expected this scene. Taoist Taiqing, you go to seal the Douzhan Buddhist Temple. I'm afraid that some Buddhist disciples will see the previous scene."

"The enemy who can severely injure the demon lord must be the immortal vein, and it is very likely that the Taixuan Holy Sect did it!"

"If there are successors, you use the Taishang Qiankun Gourd to collect the two stars and go to the Wanyao Holy Mountain, and I will stop them!"

The monk's eyes condensed slightly, "As for my friend, he can only heal himself now, and we can't help him."

"Taixuan Holy Sect!? Isn't there still some time for the Life and Death Star Arena?" Taoist Taiqing looked unbelievable.

"In the world of cultivation, there is no fixed number. There are thousands of changes in a moment." The white-robed monk said, "By the way, stop those little guys and don't let them in."

The old Taoist Taiqing nodded, turned around and walked out.

The white-robed monk looked at Qin Xuan, his eyes slightly condensed, and finally, slowly closed his eyes.

"A dead tree is reborn after a disaster!"

"You have already predicted it, but you came to my Douzhan Buddhist Temple!"

"I don't see this trust. Although I can't block the disaster for you, the aftermath..."

"I will take it all on my own!"