Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The Dragon King's ship was destroyed, and the Holy Son of the Yunxue Heavenly Palace died.

The world of cultivation seemed to be in turmoil again.

The fifteen major immortal veins, including the Wan Yao Holy Mountain, all looked up at the starry sky.

He is back!

After disappearing for forty years, he returned.

In the starry sky, Xiao Wu raised her eyes and chuckled.

"Return to the temple!"

Jun Wushuang, Qin Ling, He Yun, Qin Yan'er... Too many people looked up at the starry sky, with different thoughts.

The vast starry sky, the Emperor Immortal Star Realm.

Qin Xuan walked out of the void and looked at the star.

His eyes changed slightly, as if there were ripples.

Immediately, he stepped into the star and appeared in front of the disappeared mountain.

"Someone is coming? No, it's the magic power. Did she destroy the mountain herself?"

Qin Xuan murmured softly, his eyes slightly condensed, "Didn't I ask her to wait for me!?"

"Forget it, cause and effect are unpredictable and changeable."

Qin Xuan took a deep breath, his brows furrowed.

There is something unknown to him.

He trembled his fingers slightly, and a wisp of light red breath gathered under the void, and a drop of blood and tears appeared on his fingertips.

Qin Xuan looked at this drop of blood and tears, as if he saw the endless sadness and madness in this blood and tears.

It also reflected him, with thin lips like a blade.

"After all, it's still like this. Everything has its own sorrows and joys. Who can be an exception?"

Qin Xuan murmured softly, and he sealed this drop of blood and tears like jade, and gently hung it on his waist like an ornament.

He looked at a touch of melancholy, and stood between heaven and earth with his hands behind his back.

For a hundred breaths, Qin Xuan didn't even move.

Until, he opened his eyes, lifted his white clothes, and sat cross-legged in the air.

He gathered his hands, and the void suddenly trembled.

On this star, above the sky, it seemed that countless laws appeared.

Qin Xuan looked at the sky, gathered his fingers, and shot out starlight, as if entering the infinite laws.

In the sky, there were dazzling star maps and billions of laws.

He was deducing the secrets of heaven and worried about Mo Qinglian.

Entering the calamity like this, I am afraid it will be a calamity.

The secrets of heaven were moved by Qin Xuan's fingertips, as if a person was like the sea, trying to find which drop of water was his own tears.

This was too difficult, even for Qin Xuan.

If he had not been familiar with the ancient times, he would not know how much immortal law he had mastered, and it would be difficult to find it in this.

It took almost a day and a night, and the infinite laws, secrets of heaven, and destiny on the stars dissipated.

A trace of blood slowly flowed down the corner of Qin Xuan's mouth.

His eyes were low, as if he had seen the years and seen through the destiny of the heaven.

But no one knew what he had seen.

Qin Xuan lowered his eyes, "You..."

"Forget it, in Jinling in the past, I once said the word "love calamity". There are millions of calamities in the world, but only love calamity is the easiest to kill people."

"This is my calamity, and yours!"

Qin Xuan slowly stood up, and the blood at the corner of his mouth quietly turned into nothingness.

He did not go to find Mo Qinglian, but turned and walked into the starry sky.

Forty years, the secret realm of Xianyuan is about to open.

He should go back.

As for Mo Qinglian, he has his own fate, and he also has his own way to comfort him.

Others, whether it is a calamity or pain.

He, Qin Changqing, will not reject it, nor will he be afraid of it.

...

At the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons, Qin Yan'er looked at the Three Emperors.

"Have the injuries of the three seniors recovered?" Qin Yan'er whispered, staring at the top of this holy mountain.

"Eight points recovered!" Xi Huang spoke slowly, and he smiled bitterly, "It's worthy of being an immortal vein. Once the true power is used, it is so terrifying!"

It's just two immortal list geniuses. They are too careless. Who would have thought that there are two people in Fenglei Wanwu Sect with such terrifying strength!

Yu Xuan and Qiu Dong, the power of the two is by no means weaker than that of Ao Xuan and other holy demons.

They swallowed and refined immortal veins and achieved the supreme. Now they have accumulated a lot and entered the middle grade of Mahayana. Even the immortal vein supreme of the upper grade of Mahayana may not be as good as them.

What's more, among these seven people, except for Taiqing Laodao, they have the weakest combat power.

Queen Mother, Fighting Buddha, Demon Emperor Chi You, any one of them can beat them.

But even so, the seven people were almost defeated in front of the two.

Except for the Fighting Buddha and the Demon Emperor Chi You, who had hurt the two great immortal vein geniuses, they did not even have the strength to hurt them.

After forty years, she returned here and now has reached the Return to Void Realm.

The power of the immortal vein is indeed terrifying. Forty years of cultivation here is comparable to her four thousand years of hard practice.

"The cultivation world has spread that the master has returned, but..." Qin Yan'er looked into the distance, expecting something.

The Seven Holy Demons in the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain have been silent for a long time.

When Zhang Xuanji entered here, the five holy demons were severely injured and have not recovered yet.

Moreover, Zhang Xuanji is not the first on the Immortal List.

In the Ao Xuan Holy Mountain, Ao Xuan and the Great Sage Pingtian are located.

"Great Sage, this generation is really too terrifying. The strength of the top ten, no, the top twenty on the Immortal List will not be weak.The immortal vein master who did not move the immortal vein mark, even if he moved... I am afraid he might not be able to reverse the outcome.

Ao Xuan sighed, one of his eyes was like a hollow hole, injured by Zhang Xuanji, and has not recovered yet.

"For 30 million years, the cultivation world has been calm, and it is natural that the waves wash away the sand!"

"In troubled times, strong people emerge. You are a person of prosperous times, and so am I!"

Pingtian spoke slowly, "Now three immortal vein masters have fallen, and they were all killed by one person. The fifteen major immortal veins are all ready to move, secretly laying out, or placing chess pieces."

"Look, compared with the geniuses on the immortal list three hundred years ago, how many are still there? "

Ao Xuan sighed. Even the dragon and phoenix clans were born. A pure-blooded blue dragon, whose life span was less than 300,000 years, had now passed the three tribulations and entered the tenth place on the immortal list.

In the phoenix clan, a fairy-feathered peacock was born and ranked third on the immortal list.

There are other immortal veins, such as Yun Changsheng of the Changsheng Immortal Sect, who is ranked fourth on the immortal list. The Tianjiezi of the Yuhua Immortal Palace... the Zhuxian Sword Master of Shenyao Mountain...

There are too many geniuses. Even the Wan Yao Holy Mountain usually doesn't care about them.

But now it suddenly discovers that a group of rising stars have surpassed them.

This was something Ao Xuan didn't even bother to think about in the past, but now it is right in front of him.

"My Wan Yao Holy Mountain is weaker. Compared with Zhang Xuanji and the others, we don't even have anything to show for it!"

Ao Xuan frowned, his eyes cold, "But the little guy from the Holy Dragon lineage has appeared, and he may not be unable to compete. "

"Plus the Demon Lord..."

"Ao Xuan, don't have too much hope for him." Pingtian suddenly spoke, "He may come from the immortal land, a reincarnated immortal, but his strength may not be that strong."

"In the immortal world, the stronger the strength, the less likely it is to fall into the world of cultivation. Even if it is reincarnated, it will be reincarnated in the immortal world."

"In the history of the cultivation world, most of the immortals who can enter the cultivation world are the bottom of the immortal world.",

"The one I killed before is like this. According to him, he is as humble as an ant in the immortal world. Because of this, he is willing to return to the cultivation world at the cost of serious injuries and death, and is unwilling to stay in the immortal land."

Pingtian Great Sage sighed lightly, "But even so, the scars he hurt me, I can't erase them in a million years."

Just then, a dragon roar sounded.

A white dragon soared into the sky and landed, transformed into a young man in white, and saluted: "Holy Demon, Great Sage, the Demon Lord is back! "

After the voice fell, Ao Xuan stood up suddenly.

He is back!?