Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Clouds and rain, as if the whole person fell into the hell.

He had heard of Si Huangquan's name. He might not know the people in front of him, but he still recognized the clothes of Fenglei Wanwu Sect, Piaomiao Xianzong, and Taixuan Shengzong.

Qin Yan'er's eyes were somewhat calm at this moment.

As if death was insignificant in her eyes.

The big and small Jin'er fell on Qin Xuan's shoulders and turned into two golden shadows, one large and one small.

"You, enter the Xuanguang Zhanlong Gourd!"

Qin Xuan thought, but did not speak. The next moment, several figures disappeared in a faint mysterious light.

Only Qin Xuan, sitting cross-legged in this starry sky, entered this almost deadly situation.

Nine great tribulations, two masters of the immortal veins, and Si Huangquan who can rival the strength of the immortal vein masters.

Thirty-six Mahayana upper-grade, peak supremes, formed a large formation to block this world.

Qin Xuan was naturally familiar with this formation.

Immortal formation, the number of days to kill the immortals!

Using the number of Zhou Tian, ​​borrowing the power of the heaven, to kill the immortals.

This formation was stained with immortal blood, so it got this name.

The master of Piao Miao Xianzong, Yu Miao, once had her hands stained with the blood of ten Tianjiao. Sixty thousand years ago, she was ranked second on the immortal list. Her name was fierce, and she killed hundreds of millions of people under her.

Therefore, Piao Miao Xianzong used a semi-immortal weapon, the Immortal Lock to imprison her body and suppress her fierce nature. Sixty thousand years ago, she became the master of Piao Miao Xianzong and never took action once, but these sixty thousand years are the best and most peaceful in Piao Miao in tens of millions of years. The other fourteen major immortal veins fear her as a great evil.

Bai Qingtu, the leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect, the supreme master of the peak Mahayana immortal vein, mastered the Purple Extreme Dark Thunder, the Wind of Killing Kirin, the semi-immortal weapon Wind and Thunder Seven Thousand Tribulations, fifty thousand years ago, he rose after Yu Miao was sealed, and was born as the Hedao, sweeping across the twenty-seven immortals on the immortal list, passing through fifteen major star realms, and became the supreme master in ten thousand years. Forty thousand years ago, the last leader of the Wind and Thunder Sect ascended, and he held the seal of the Wind and Thunder Immortal Vein.

The seven great tribulation realms behind him are known as the Seven Absolutes in the world of cultivation.

Seventeen thousand years ago, they were born together, and the seven people worked together to return to the void and kill the Hedao, the Hedao killed the Mahayana, and the Mahayana fell into the tribulation. They have gone through seventeen thousand years. No one can survive if they are enemies. They are named the Seven Absolutes. The immortal veins in the world of cultivation and the records of the great sects are all known.

Qian Li, a person who has passed the eighth tribulation in the Tribulation Realm, held a whisk in his hand 180,000 years ago and suppressed the six holy demons of the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain, which was a great shame for the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain. This is a secret unknown to the world.

Qian Yuan, a person who has passed the third tribulation in the Tribulation Realm, once stayed in the Border Wasteland for ten thousand years. He suppressed a large star realm by himself, and no ferocious beast could break the border wasteland. Later generations recorded that over ten thousand years, 1.3 billion ferocious beasts in the Border Wasteland died.

Si Huangquan, the seventh on the Immortal List, is the most unpredictable, and no one has ever known how strong Si Huangquan is.

Including the Tianjiao on the Immortal List, anyone who faced Si Huangquan died, and his soul bones were gone.

In his hands, he has the soul bones of 108 children of the first-grade sect masters, all of whom are direct descendants and Tianjiao.

Now, 100 of the 108 sect masters have died, and there are only eight left, and no one dares to mention them so far.

Qin Xuan's black hair fluttered, and his body was like a chain, as if he was imprisoning something.

The whole starry sky seemed to be silent at this moment.

This was a deadly situation, and the immortals would also perish in the mortal world.

Trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm is overestimating one's own strength!

Everyone seemed to have never cared at this moment.

Si Huangquan spoke quietly, with a smile on his face, "Daoyou, today, you may not survive. Otherwise, your soul bone will belong to me, and I can take you to the immortal land."

His voice was crisp, breaking the silence in the starry sky.

Qin Xuan ignored Si Huangquan and smiled lightly.

"You ants, since you have come here, why don't you take action!?"

"I have been waiting for a long time!"

He seemed to be sighing softly, as if sighing, why did these people come here, and seemed to be sighing, why are there only these people.

This sigh was like a ripple, spreading across the starry sky.

"I have a sword, can you block it, fellow Daoist?"

A voice sounded, and the one called Zhenglong from the Wind and Thunder Sect spoke.

In his hand, a purple long sword appeared, and there seemed to be endless thunder on the sword.

The next moment, the sword in his hand seemed to disappear in the void and appeared in front of Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan raised his eyes slightly, with an old look, and his old eyes stared at the purple long sword.

In an instant, the purple long sword had already stagnated.

Zhenglong smiled, and the purple sword hummed, and on it, a wisp of purple light seemed to cut through everything, approaching Qin Xuan's eyebrows.

The power of the sky was vibrating, blocking this sword, but even so, it seemed difficult to stop this sword from advancing an inch.

"I still have a sword, fellow Daoist is extraordinary, why don't we block it together!"

Zhenglong smiled, and the green sword in his hand flew out quietly, and instantly appeared in front of Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan's eyesStill no change, but there was a monstrous sword intent on his body.

The Mahayana sword, one sword, ask Changqing!

Two small swords appeared in Qin Xuan's eyes.

This was condensed with magic power, and in an instant, the two small swords fell on the purple and green swords.

The void hummed, and a black hole emerged.

Qin Xuan sat cross-legged in the black hole, but his white clothes did not lose color, and still appeared in the eyes of everyone.

However, the purple and green swords turned back, and there was anger in the sword sound, as if there was a true spirit inside.

"I have a little magical power here, it's okay for you to try it!"

Zhengxian spoke, and a line opened between his eyebrows, and a black and red candle dragon seemed to fly out from it.

The candle dragon fluttered its wings and swept through the starry sky. Wherever it passed, the void was already dissolving.

Qin Xuan's eyebrows opened, and the dark fairy pupil moved.

Endless death energy spread in the void, like a shackle, imprisoning this candle dragon.

The death energy touched the candle dragon's burning sky flame, and it kept roaring. Some shackles were broken and broken. Qin Xuan's eyes did not move, but there was a faint dragon roar at the center of his eyebrows.

Boom!

The broken death energy chain did not dissipate, but turned into a dark dragon. The shackles that were wrapped around it were like claws, embedded in the black and red candle dragon.

Zhengxian smiled lightly, and saw that the candle dragon dissipated in an instant and returned to his eyebrows.

"I have a method!"

A palm was like a green mountain, destroying the stars.

"I have a thought!"

The thought of crossing the tribulation was like a dark wind sweeping through, penetrating every hole.

"I have an arrow!"

The Buddha beads turned into arrows and fell on the wind and thunder bow, like shooting down the sun and the moon.

"I have a tribulation!"

At the center of the eyebrows, three feet of thunder crossed the starry sky, like a heavenly tribulation.

"I have a slash!"

The blood-stained robe danced lightly, and the sword slashed the starry sky, as if it would split the starry sky in two.

The five killings were approaching.

Qin Xuan lowered his eyes, as if he had never felt it, quietly.

The runes on his body completely shattered at this moment, and his eyes slowly opened, his hair flying in anger.

"A tiny skill, as insignificant as dust."

He slowly stood up, and at this moment, his aura grew wildly, transcending the unity of the Tao and entering the Mahayana.

"I have a method, which will bury all enemies in the world!"

Qin Xuan's voice was faint, he looked at the five killings, the death energy between his eyebrows dissipated, leaving only a faint golden light.

Fighting nine styles, the gods sighed.

Immortal world, knocking on the immortal forbidden method, nine disasters to take life!