Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Endless darkness, Qin Xuan quietly retracted the Eternal Sword.

His eyes were leisurely, and he killed three immortals in a row.

The Immortal Gate, at this moment, seemed to have collapsed.

It seemed that endless roars came from it, and there was a hand that stretched out from it, and then it decayed and turned into wind and sand.

Three immortals, according to the law of heaven, are already the limit.

Qin Xuan looked at the broken wind and thunder world and dispersed all his magical powers.

"A person who is a fourth-level person in the Kou Ting Heaven also wants to use the Qingdi Sword!"

Qin Xuan shook his head slightly, thinking of his previous life.

In his previous life, he entered the Kou Ting, a rootless duckweed, with only one sword, from the North Territory to the South, and passed through the immortal land for a thousand years.

Along the way, 180,000 battles, all of which were Kou Ting immortals.

In more than 87,900 battles, he Qin Changqing was defeated, and 63,273 times, half a step of life and death.

The second time, he entered the West Territory from the South Territory and walked for three hundred years.

Along the way, 75,000 battles, only more than 10,000 were defeated.

The third time, from the Western Region to the East, two hundred years, knocking on the ninth heaven of the court, no more defeat.

The Green Emperor Sword was thus created.

For him, the Green Emperor Qin Changqing, knocking on the court invincible!

He shook his wings and left, walking outside the Broken Wind and Thunder Realm, only that wisp of hazy sword intent, as if immortal, as if branded in this endless darkness, condensed and not dispersed.

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Outside the Broken Wind and Thunder Realm, many immortal vein masters, many old friends, and a group of strong men looked at the broken world, all in dead silence.

Everyone looked at it, they couldn't even see what was happening in it.

Who wins, who loses! ?

Who lives, who dies?

"Amitabha." The master of the Xianchan Temple murmured at this moment.

There was a touch of awe in his eyes, regardless of life or death, victory or defeat, this Green Emperor was enough to suppress the starry sky.

"Qingdi, Qin Changqing!"

Many people had extremely complicated expressions.

They hoped that Fenglei would be destroyed, but they were also worried about Fenglei's destruction.

That was the immortal vein. If Fenglei and the other three immortals were killed, who in this world of cultivation could stop Qin Changqing! ?

The fifteen immortal veins had been high and mighty for too long. Who could tolerate someone trampling the fifteen immortal veins under their feet! ?

If Fenglei was destroyed, the fifteen star realms would be divided among the fourteen immortal veins, but there was one person who suppressed the fourteen immortal veins.

Happy? Worried! ?

The expressions of the immortal vein masters were extremely complicated, and in the distance, the remaining Mahayana Supremes of Fenglei Wanwuzong were even more terrified at this moment.

"I hope my Wind and Thunder Immortal Ancestor can kill this man!"

"He can definitely kill him. Qin Changqing is just a mortal after all!"

"Two immortals have already died. If the third one dies, we will die!"

"He will not die. Don't talk nonsense. Even if Qin Changqing has the power to defy the heavens, how can he kill three immortal ancestors in a row!?"

Many Wind and Thunder Supremes looked at the broken Wind and Thunder Realm, one of the eight ancient realms of cultivation. The foundation of his Wind and Thunder All Things Sect is now completely broken.

The destructive power is simply too terrifying. There are more than a million stars in the Wind and Thunder Realm, but they are all broken at this moment.

At this moment, a figure flapped its wings from the broken Wind and Thunder Realm.

White clothes, gray hair!

"Qin Changqing!"

"Qin Changqing, the Green Emperor!"

"He is still alive!"

The whole starry sky was in an uproar. Many powerful people and countless creatures looked at the white clothes and gray hair at this moment. At this moment, their hearts seemed to have stopped beating.

Green Emperor Qin Changqing is alive!

Doesn't that mean... the third immortal of the Wind and Thunder Sect has perished! ?

The third immortal has perished!

Green Emperor Qin Changqing, shattered the Wind and Thunder Realm, and killed three immortals in a row! ! !

Thoughts were like the sea, almost devouring everyone's mind.

At this moment, the immortal vein supremes of the Wind and Thunder Sect were even more heartbroken.

"How is it possible? How could my Wind and Thunder Immortal Ancestor die!?"

"Impossible! This is impossible! This must be an illusion, an illusion!"

"It's over, everything has a result, we are waiting..."

"Run, run!"

Dozens of immortal vein supremes of the Wind and Thunder Sect had all kinds of expressions at this moment.

Some of them looked at Qin Xuan as if they were falling into hell, but some looked at Qin Xuan and fled madly.

Qin Xuan looked at those all kinds of expressions, and the Wind and Thunder Supremes had calm eyes.

"Wind and Thunder, be punished!"

He opened his thin lips slightly and uttered four words slowly.

Each word was like a condensed starry sky.

The immortal divine essence and chaotic mana in his body had been drained by the sword of Zhan Luo.

But his mind did not move at all.

The Twelve Art of Evergreen, a thought covers the sun and the moon!

In an instant, a Green Emperor Palace flew out from Qin Xuan's eyebrows, suddenly disappeared, and appeared in the immortal veins of the many Wind and Thunder Sects.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, and his voice was faint, "Let it fall!"

The ten-foot-high Green Emperor Palace, in this starry sky, was like dust. When it was a million miles in radius, it seemed to be stagnant at this moment.

The space was solid and could not be broken.

No matter howNo matter how the immortal vein supremes struggled, no matter how they used their Mahayana power, they could not shake the Supreme Thought at all.

Immediately, as the Green Emperor Palace gently turned, the whole world seemed to be twisted, and dozens of Supremes were almost crushed in it.

Even, they did not even scream.

Many immortal vein masters and countless creatures were almost terrified at this moment.

Dozens of immortal vein supremes were directly destroyed under the palace transformed by the Supreme Thought.

That was the Mahayana immortal vein supreme, the top of the cultivation world. Even if the immortal veins fought, they might not die. Now, under the white clothes, they were like ants and were easily destroyed.

"Feng Lei should be killed! Feng Lei Wan Wu Zong is finished!"

"It's completely finished, Feng Lei has been destroyed, Tian Xuan Sheng Zong, Piao Miao Xian Zong, can they still exist?"

"Qin Changqing, he... which immortal is he reincarnated, it's impossible, it's impossible!"

All kinds of people, some are happy and some are worried.

The happy old friend of Qin Xuan, the Three Emperors, the Fighting Buddha, looked at the white-clothed figure, as if congratulating him.

"Congratulations from the monk, my friend, for killing the great enemy!"

"Congratulations from Chi You, my friend, in this world of cultivation, in the vast starry sky, there should be no rivals anymore!"

"Congratulations to the Qing Emperor, for killing Feng Lei Wan Wu Zong!"

The seven people shouted loudly, looked at Qin Xuan, and bowed slowly.

The sound seemed to resound in this starry sky, as if it awakened the many creatures who were in confusion, shock, and chaos.

Qin Xuan turned slightly, and his hand shook. In the Broken Wind and Thunder Realm, a thousand-foot-long immortal vein floated like an island.

Qin Xuan's mind moved slightly, and he turned it over in his hand.

He looked at his seven old friends with a calm look and nodded gently.

As for the others, they all bowed their heads wherever he looked.

"Congratulations, Fenglei Mie, invincible in the world!"

A soft voice sounded, and Tu Xian's eyes were filled with ripples, staring at Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan shook his head and smiled, he glanced at the Blood Coagulation Demon Lord, his eyes never lingered.

Until his eyes swept over the creatures, his thin lips slightly opened.

"From now on, there will be no more Wind and Thunder All Things Sect in the world of cultivation!"

The words were light, but they seemed to shake the starry sky.

One of the fifteen major immortal veins, the Wind and Thunder All Things Sect, no longer exists in the world!

And there is a person who stands at the top of the world of cultivation.

Qing Emperor, Qin Changqing!

Changqing Supreme!