Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Qingdi, Qin Changqing!

For the two major immortal veins, some people have heard of him and some people know him, but not everyone knows him.

After all, even if Qin Xuan made a big fuss in the Void God Realm under the name of Qin Changqing, he was just a cultivator in the Return to Void Realm.

Which immortal vein supreme would care about a cultivator in the Return to Void Realm.

But this time, they remembered Qin Xuan in front of them.

With just one finger, Ning Yu, who had defeated seven people in the Hedao Realm of the Xianchan Buddhist Temple, was injured.

Ning Yu's eyes were even more shocked. He looked at Qin Xuan. The thunder power in his body was like a maggot attached to his bones, making it difficult for him to expel it.

Even if he used the Buddha's power, he could not wipe it out.

"You held back!" Ning Yu's voice was a little hoarse, and he was extremely solemn.

"You are too weak. If you fight with all your strength, you will surely die!" Qin Xuan put his hands behind his back and said indifferently: "Is there anyone else in Mahayana Pure Land who can fight?"

"This man defeated the seven people from Xianchan Buddhist Temple. It is better for you, the seven people from Mahayana Pure Land, to fight me together. If you lose, the battle of Zen will win for Xianchan Buddhist Temple!"

His words were indifferent, but in the two major immortal veins, he seemed to be the one in charge.

"Arrogant, Ning Yu has not been defeated yet, you just won one move!"

"Where did the madman come from? How dare you be so arrogant here? You want to fight seven people. Are you humiliating my Mahayana Pure Land!?"

"It's just a strategic advantage. How dare you say the outcome!?"

The Supreme Immortal Vein of Mahayana Pure Land spoke up, dissatisfied with Qin Xuan's arrogant words.

Wukong also frowned slightly. Qin Xuan could defeat Ning Yu, and won so easily, which was beyond his expectation.

But he was also unhappy. This boy was too arrogant. Such a person was actually Xiao Wu's sweetheart. If it lasted for a long time, it would definitely be a disaster.

Ning Yu was still unwilling and wanted to fight again to test Qin Xuan's strength.

"Ning Yu, retreat!"

Above, the Pure Land Buddha slowly spoke and said with a smile: "Ning Shen, Ning Xin, Ning Chen..."

He called out the names of seven people in a row, "Since the little donor is like this, why not give it a try? If you lose, this time, I, the Mahayana Pure Land, admit defeat!"

The sound made the Buddhist cultivators of the Mahayana Pure Land look shocked and looked at the Buddha in surprise.

They didn't understand what the Buddha meant.

Seven people fighting against one person, it was not fair to win, and if they lost, the Mahayana Pure Land would lose face.

But the Buddha spoke, even if these Mahayana Supremes were dissatisfied, they dared not say anything.

There were seven monks who walked out slowly, some old, some young, some fat, some thin, standing side by side in front of Qin Xuan.

"Donor, please!"

The seven people spoke in unison, and as soon as the sound fell, the seven people had already started.

In the void, there was the image of Arhat Bodhisattva, suppressing the world, and there was a roar of magical powers, as if imprisoning Qin Xuan's body, and even a Buddhist sound, shaking Qin Xuan's mind.

Each of the seven magical powers was not lower than the third grade.

This time, the seven people had already used all their strength.

They knew very well that as some of the talents that the Mahayana Pure Land could cultivate, if they lost, the Mahayana Pure Land would lose face, and they would be laughed at. They couldn't afford to lose.

Qin Xuan looked at the seven people and smiled faintly. He slowly raised his hand, and a small seal appeared in his palm.

Xuantian Seal!

As Qin Xuan turned his palm, this seal was like a thousand-foot-high sacred mountain. Wherever it passed, those magical powers were broken.

The seven great monks of the Hedao realm collided with the Xuantian Seal and coughed up blood and flew backwards.

Qin Xuan held the Wanzhang Seal in his hand and stood proudly on the golden cloud, looking down on all living beings.

I have a seal that can suppress the stars!

At this moment, the Xuantian Seal of today is as good as what he said in the past.

This seal, not to mention the seven great monks of the Hedao realm, even the Buddhist immortal vein supremes present, all changed their color slightly, feeling the terrifying power.

Even they may not be able to fight.

Wukong stood up suddenly and looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.

Is this boy really from the last star, the same generation as Liaochen?

How is it possible!

Even the two immortal vein Buddha masters looked slightly condensed.

They looked at each other and said nothing.

When the seal dissipated, it turned into countless air currents and sank into Qin Xuan's palm.

Only the white-robed man remained proud, while the seven monks were seriously injured and fell in this ancient temple.

The entire ancient temple was as silent as death at this moment.

The Supreme of the Mahayana Pure Land wanted to speak, but in the end, he didn't know how to speak.

"This time, it is my Mahayana Pure Land that lost!"

A faint voice sounded, and the Buddha of the Pure Land smiled and said: "Don't feel angry, but take this as a warning. There are heavens beyond heavens and people beyond people. The little donor is unfathomable, and there may be people like the little donor in the vast starry sky!"

"This time, the little donor did not use a killer. If he did, all eight of you would die!"

He stood up slowly, his voice was majestic, suppressing the shock of the many immortal veins supremes, and also made the eight great Hedao realmAll the strange forces in the disciples' bodies were expelled.

Qin Xuan stood calmly and glanced at the Pure Land Buddha.

Then, he tapped his feet and returned to Xiao Wu's side.

Wukong's eyes were slightly shaken and fell on Qin Xuan. Before, he looked down on Qin Xuan too much, but now, Qin Xuan's performance is comparable to the Immortal Vein Supreme of the Mahayana Realm. Wukong would not think that he is not as good as Qin Xuan, but Qin Xuan is indeed qualified for him to look at.

Qin Xuan frowned slightly. He could feel the hatred and murderous intent in Wukong's body.

This was too inexplicable, and it also made Qin Xuan unhappy.

Xiao Wu pulled Qin Xuan's sleeves. She saw that Qin Xuan and Wukong were both dissatisfied.

But she didn't know why her adoptive father, who had always been generous and kind, was like this when he met Qin Xuan.

"Could it be that the adoptive father knew that Qin Xuan was the demon lord?" Xiao Wu's eyes changed slightly, and she was a little worried.

If this is true, and if it is really known by the Taixuan Holy Sect, it will be bad.

At this time, the Pure Land Buddha slowly said, "Go back, everyone. You have gained a lot from this Zen battle, but this is just a small test. There will be another one in seven days. Don't forget it."

Many monks left slowly with a doubtful mentality.

Many monks in the Xianchan Buddhist Temple also returned to their residences.

Wukong did the same. He glanced at Xiao Wu and Qin Xuan, "Come with me!"

Before the sound fell, suddenly, a voice sounded.

"Little donor, please stay!"

The Pure Land Buddha looked at Qin Xuan with a smile, and so did the master of the Xianchan Temple.

The two masters of the immortal veins now stood side by side, and even Wukong's face changed slightly, and Xiao Wu's eyes were filled with worry.

Qin Xuan turned around slowly, "What do you want?"

He spoke calmly, as if the two people in front of him were not the masters of the two major immortal veins, but two inconspicuous monks.

"Don't be disrespectful to the temple master and the Buddha!"

There was a hint of admonition in his voice, and his brows were furrowed.

Qin Xuan was getting more and more unhappy and was about to speak out.

"Wukong, all beings are equal, so why talk about respect or disrespect." The master of Xianchan Temple said lightly, "Little donor, we two have a few words to talk, can you go into the ancient temple to talk?"

He paused slightly and said slowly: "Wukong, Liaochen can also come."

The invitation of the two Buddha masters is even more unfathomable, and no one knows what the two Buddha masters of the two major immortal veins are planning.

"Qin Xuan!"

Xiao Wu transmitted the voice and shook his head slightly.

If it is a trap, these are the masters of the two major immortal veins, even if Qin Xuan has the ability to reach the sky...

I am afraid it is dangerous!