Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Outside the Holy Mountain of Ten Thousand Demons, wings fluttered across the sky, white clothes were like rainbows.

In the Holy Mountain, in the Demon Court, more than forty Mahayana Supremes were born.

The Three Emperors were in the lead, and Qin Yan'er was beside him.

The white clothes fell lightly, as if a banished immortal had descended.

"Meet the Demon Lord!"

A loud shout was better than thousands of horses and thousands of troops, and thunder rolled.

Qin Xuan looked at the many Supremes with a calm and indifferent look.

In just over forty years, the demon bloodline has produced some Supremes.

He walked forward, and Qin Yan'er raised her head and looked at Qin Xuan.

The Three Emperors stood up and smiled.

Qin Xuan then nodded gently, "Yes!"

A voice made many Supremes slowly stand up and look at Qin Xuan's eyes, with awe on their faces.

Qin Xuan didn't say anything, and his peripheral vision passed by, and some figures walked out of the void.

The seven holy demons, including the Great Sage Pingtian, all appeared and stared at him.

"In forty years, the Immortal Origin Secret Realm will be opened!"

The thin lips parted slightly, and a faint voice sounded.

"You still know!"

Ao Xuan couldn't help but speak, not in a good mood.

He was looking at Qin Xuan, who had done a great thing at the beginning.

Two masters of the immortal veins, nine people who had passed the tribulation, plus a genius in the top ten of the immortal list, and the supremes of the top and peak of the thirty-six immortal veins.

Ao Xuan felt that Qin Xuan would at least pay a huge price.

But it was only forty years, and Qin Xuan returned, seemingly the same as before.

As arrogant as before, in white clothes.

His breath was mellow, although it only showed the lower level of the Hedao realm, it was difficult for people to detect any flaws.

"I know about the thousand saints!"

Qin Yan'er had taken out a chair and put it behind Qin Xuan, and also prepared it for the seven great saints, Pingtian Great Sage, and the three emperors.

Qin Xuan sat down calmly, "Zhang Xuanji!?"

He glanced at the seven holy demons, "Do you need me to kill him? If you need to, then kill him!"

The light words made the seven holy demons take a deep breath.

They looked at Qin Xuan, all with a bitter smile, such a clear contrast with when they walked out of the ancient imperial domain.

"With your strength, can you kill Zhang Xuanji without paying a price?" Pingtian Dasheng spoke, "Although you did a shocking move at the beginning, I'm afraid you also paid a huge price. With your bone age of more than 200 years, forty years is not a blink of an eye."

Qin Xuan looked leisurely and picked up the spiritual tea soaked by Qin Yan'er.

"It's just an ant. If you want to kill him, what can he do?"

Qin Xuan took a sip, "Use it or not, his life and death are up to you!"

The seven holy demons looked at each other, and Ao Xuan couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

Do you think it's killing chickens and pigs, and life and death are up to them?

"Don't move Zhang Xuanji for now. If you do, Taixuan Saint Sect will fight to the death!"

"Qiansheng is dead, they dare not move, but it does not mean that Taixuan Saint Sect will tolerate it again and again."

Que Yu said slowly, she shook her head slightly, "Xianyuan Secret Realm will be opened soon, how can we damage the overall situation for a bad breath?"

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, not saying or not.

"Okay, Xianyuan Secret Realm, I will take two and a half points for you, and in addition..."

He looked at Pingtian Great Sage leisurely, "You have had this immortal injury for a long time, I have a method in my hand, which can erase your immortal injury."

As soon as the sound fell, the seven great saints could not sit still.

"What did you say?"

"Can you heal the injury of the Great Sage?"

"That is the method of the immortals, you..."

The seven great saints all changed their expressions suddenly, staring at Qin Xuan.

If Pingtian Great Sage is healed and restored to his prime, it is no different from the combat power of a fairy.

1.6 million years ago, Pingtian Dasheng killed an immortal with his Mahayana body. Now, 1.6 million years later, Pingtian Dasheng has broken eight heavenly tribulations and survived two disasters with only the remaining strength, which shows his strength.

Pingtian Dasheng was much calmer and said slowly: "This immortal injury is not so easy to erase. I have been trying for 1.6 million years."

"I am afraid that I can't survive the ninth tribulation and the third disaster, but you don't have to be brave. I have already made up my mind to die. I suppressed the Taixuan Holy Sect not just to help you!"

Pingtian Dasheng took a sip of tea, "All living things will die, and immortals will eventually perish."

"As a demon, I should do something for the demons."

The faint words made the seven holy demons change their faces slightly, and several holy demons also sighed.

Qin Xuan didn't care. "It's just a pseudo-immortal wound. You can't erase it. That's your ignorance! In my eyes, it's almost insignificant."

"Show off? I, Qin Changqing, never show off. I only keep my word!"

"I don't like to owe others favors..."

A jade slip appeared in Qin Xuan's hand, and his mind wrote the immortal law in it.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, the jade slip rushed towards Ping Tian like a blade.Great Sage.

"Take it!"

"You and I owe nothing to each other!"

The Great Sage Pingtian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took the jade slip with a frown.

Fake Immortal! ?

He looked at Qin Xuan, not convinced.

He once asked the existence of the demon race who became immortal through the immortal veins, otherwise, he would not be so depressed.

Who wants to die when they can live?

However, even the immortals of his Wan Yao Shengshan lineage were helpless, so how strong could Qin Xuan be even if he was a banished immortal?

The immortal veins did not have a single understanding of the immortal world.

In their eyes, the reincarnation of a banished immortal was not so mysterious. At least in this era, there were several people who could be confirmed to be the reincarnation of a banished immortal.

The Great Sage Pingtian's eyes fell on the jade slip, and he was observing the immortal method in it.

Suddenly, his eyes were shocked, and his pupils shrank suddenly, as if it was incredible.

"Is this method real?"

Pingtian stood up suddenly and looked at Qin Xuan, no longer calm as before.

In his eyes, his pupils were full of shock, and even a hint of disbelief.

"Of course, it's just a subtle method. I, Qin Changqing, don't bother to deceive you. With this method, you may be wiped out in a hundred years."

Qin Xuan spoke lightly. This is the method of the immortal land, which is not mysterious. Some of the immortal lands have it.

The immortal world is different from the cultivation world, and the immortal power and magic power are the same.

Even the power of the Mahayana, compared with the immortal power, the same wisp is just equivalent to dust and mountains.

How can the dust falling on the mountain destroy the mountain? Instead, it makes the mountain heavier.

This is what is called the difficulty of healing immortal injuries.

However, Qin Xuan's method is to condense the dust into diamonds.

If the power is appropriate, it can be a clever way to break the mountain.

Broken a stone can destroy the whole mountain.

Qin Xuan looked at her leisurely, "You should have asked the immortals of the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain. Unfortunately, even in the fairy world, the Ten Thousand Demons Holy Mountain is just a drop in the ocean. The demon immortals you can communicate with are just like mortals in my eyes."

"Even the Kou Ting Immortals are just ants in my eyes!"

Qin Xuan said indifferently: "How can you compare with me!?"

After the voice fell, Ping Tian Dasheng's eyes were shocked. The seven holy demons, even the three emperors, and the dozens of supremes were all...

All in shock.