Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The Hunyuan Cave Heaven of a million miles, if it swallowed everything.

Even the two great Buddha Lords of the Immortal Veins could not help but stare at it.

"Concentrate your strength into the body. This palm will seriously injure the Immortal Vein Supreme at the peak of the Mahayana!"

"Amitabha, did the little donor really not use all his strength before?"

The two Buddha Lords murmured softly, they looked at the field, and the Hunyuan Cave Heaven slowly healed.

A figure, almost covered with wounds, lingering on.

The Supreme Fushuang, leaning on a spear, hunched in the starry sky, his whole body, blood and flesh flying, even bones exposed, and internal organs broken.

The entire starry sky, at this moment, was as if dead silent.

Too terrifying!

Qing Emperor Qin Changqing! ?

Is he really Qing Emperor Qin Changqing! ?

The figure in white clothes made them flash a shadow in their minds.

Now he is the one who is famous in the starry sky and killed Tianxuan.

Demon Lord Qin Xuan!

All of them were dressed in white, and all of them had the power to defeat the Mahayana peak immortal vein supreme.

"Could it be that the Green Emperor Qin Changqing is the Demon Lord Qin Xuan!?" A Mahayana supreme couldn't help but speak, and when his voice sounded, many Mahayana monks couldn't help but take a breath.

If this Green Emperor Qin Changqing is the Demon Lord Qin Xuan...

But if that's the case, the one who was killed at the beginning should not be Tianxuan, but Bai Qingtu.

"It shouldn't be! It's just that the two of them are too imaginative!" A Buddhist master slowly spoke, "The demon lord Qin Xuan is good at swordsmanship, while this Qin Changqing is good at supernatural powers."

"That sword at the time was peerless in the world of cultivation. Even the sword master of the Supreme Sword Tomb personally saw it, and the remaining sword intent is still condensed and not dispersed."

"This Qin Changqing has never used a sword, but his fists, palms, and skills, even the power of his footsteps, can crush Fu Shuang."

"Unless, you think that someone can understand the Mahayana sword, and even master such a terrifying supernatural power at the same time, and can defeat a strong man like Fu Shuang without the Mahayana sword." The golden eyes of the Buddhist master of the second-grade sect seemed to be swaying with candlelight, "I sent a disciple to Tianyun Sect once. This Qin Changqing should have a bone age of no more than 500 years. More than a hundred years ago, when Qin Changqing joined the sect, he was even only in the Golden Core Realm."

These words shocked the hearts of many Buddhist monks present.

Some of them are the leaders of major Buddhist sects. When the matter of the Void God Realm came out, many people had inquired about Qin Changqing's background.

The result obtained was no different from this news.

Therefore, they are so shocked now. Fu Shuang may not be the strongest in the world of cultivation. There are people in the vast starry sky who can make Fu Shuang so defeated. However, if this person is a person with a bone age of less than 500 years and a person who was in the Golden Core Realm more than a hundred years ago...

Many monks were shocked. This was too incredible.

More than a hundred years, from the Golden Core to now defeating Fu Shuang! ?

"I once suspected that Qin Changqing was most likely the reincarnation of an immortal. In fact, it's not just me, but everyone present here should have such an idea, right?" A nun from a first-class sect spoke up, lowering her eyebrows slightly, "If not, how could there be such a monster in this world? Even in the past of the cultivation world, how many were there?"

"In fact, in those records, some immortals who were reincarnated were born with auspicious signs, sang all the way, and swept the world."

Immortal reincarnation!

These four words made many Buddhists present feel uneasy.

...

In the starry sky, Qin Xuan disappeared the Eight Desolate War Body.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Fu Shuang.

At this moment, Fu Shuang's eyes were filled with fear, anger, and endless resentment.

"You won, but if I, Fu Shuang, don't avenge this, I swear I won't be a human being!" His voice was cold, as if squeezed out from between his teeth.

Even just this sentence, his mouth had internal organs fragments, and blood foam gushed out.

He was injured too badly, looking at Qin Xuan, but a rune was shining in his hand, ready to escape.

"The cross-border fairy talisman of Piaomiao Xianzong is good, but do you want to escape?"

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, and quietly appeared behind Fu Shuang in a white robe.

This is an incarnation, Qin Xuan used his essence to condense.

The white-clothed palm was like a knife, and in an instant, it tore Fu Shuang's arm, and the cross-border fairy talisman fell into the hands of Qin Xuan's incarnation.

The white-clothed incarnation seemed to look at Fu Shuang with some amusement, and the next moment, his body was divided into ten.

Ten incarnations appeared around Fu Shuang.

Each of them had a strength not weaker than Qin Xuan.

Fighting nine styles, defeating immortals.

He didn't have much essence in his body, and it was not easy to condense ten incarnations.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm. He had rarely used the Immortal Killing Skill to fight along the way, mainly to conceal his identity. Secondly, the Immortal Killing Skill, though seemingly evil, was not without flaws.

The three thousand incarnations were led by Qin Xuan alone, as if he was controlling the three thousand incarnations alone to fight a life-and-death battle. If it was against a strong person, the slightest difference would be enough to decide the outcome.The victory or defeat is decided by Qin Xuan, not to mention that Qin Xuan has to control three thousand.

If Qin Xuan had not been an emperor in his previous life, even a banished immortal would not dare to be so arrogant and exhausted.

Fighting against a strong man, such a flaw is almost useless, and will instead lose mana and essence for no reason. But for the weak, it is absolutely terrifying. The enemy is numerous and we are few. For Qin Xuan, with his current strength, three thousand white clothes can defeat ten thousand non-immortal veins.

When Qin Xuan created this magical power, he never thought of using it to face the strong.

Although this magical power of defeating immortals cannot fight against the strong, it is still enough for Fu Shuang, who is now severely injured.

Fu Shuang's face suddenly changed. He looked at the ten incarnations and Qin Xuan standing in the distance. His calm eyes seemed to be looking down on him.

"You want to kill me!?" Having lost the greatest life-saving treasure, Fu Shuang's eyes seemed to be cracked.

Qin Xuan didn't even say a word. He thought about it and an incarnation took action.

In an instant, a man in white appeared in front of Fu Shuang, and his hand fell on his shoulder like a dragon claw.

Zila...

The sound of flesh tearing rang out, and Fu Shuang's arm was torn off.

Even broken bones could be seen from it.

"Ah!"

Fu Shuang screamed in pain, resounding through the starry sky.

Qin Xuan looked at Fu Shuang indifferently, "Kneel three times and kowtow nine times, I won't kill you!"

"I am Qin Changqing..."

"I will keep my word!"

He said the previous words, and countless people in the entire starry sky were shocked, took a deep breath, and looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief.

Qin Changqing... He asked Fu Shuang to kneel three times and kowtow nine times! ?

That was a great gift, the most respectful etiquette, but for the enemy, it was the most humiliating way.

Fu Shuang is one of the twelve elders of Piao Miao Xian Zong, and a supreme master of the immortal vein at the peak of Mahayana. If Fu Shuang kneels, he is not kneeling to himself, but to Piao Miao Xian Zong!

Even the two great Buddha masters of the immortal veins stared at him. They looked at each other and wanted to speak.

Before they spoke, Qin Xuan uttered four words.

"If you don't kneel, you will die!"

The ten white-clothed incarnations had a hint of murderous intent in their eyes.

Fu Shuang, at this moment, was even more like a fool. His body was trembling, his arms were broken, his body was covered with bruises, and his bones and blood were broken.

In the eyes of all living beings who couldn't believe it, the messy body knelt silently.

His head touched the starry sky, as if knocking on the immortal god.

Although it was silent, it was like...

Endless thunder to the living beings present!