Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The starry sky seemed to be trembling.

The seven supreme beings, including He Yun, looked at the blood-stained body in the distance, and their hearts were shocked.

This was not the first time that the seven supreme beings had seen the demon-possessed Mo Qinglian.

He Yun pursed her lips slightly, with a trace of regret in her eyes.

The former daughter of the Mo family had actually come to this point.

"Little guy, you really hurt people!" He Yun whispered.

Wasn't she the same?

How many times of life and death, just for a thought.

"Array demon, prepare the formation!" Zhenhuang Supreme spoke, his pupils staring at Mo Qinglian who was slowly stepping in.

Every step was accompanied by the wailing of hundreds of millions of resentful souls, and every step was accompanied by endless blood evil spirits.

Under his feet, bloody footprints were imprinted in the starry sky, as sticky as blood.

The blood evil of trillions of creatures was so terrifying.

The surging blood hair seemed to be full of blood willows.

The strange blood-colored demonic pattern on the forehead was like the pupil of a blood god, wanting to kill all living things.

The blood-stained clothes seemed to contain endless blood, and the strong bloody aura made the entire starry sky tremble.

In the long years of the cultivation world, how many people have killed billions of lives.

Even the devil would not dare to do so!

Even on Mo Qinglian's blood-red hair, there was a thick blood cloud and a faint lightning.

"Aunt Qinglian!" Qin Hao's eyes suddenly turned red.

Mo Qinglian was cold and arrogant, and hated his father, but she had loved Qin Hao since childhood.

Aunt Qinglian, who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, has now become like this.

Even Jun Wushuang felt a little reluctant in her eyes, and she sighed.

"Who could have expected that you would come to this point!"

"Mo Qinglian, why bother!?"

Xiao Wu put her hands together, and she stood with her eyebrows lowered.

"The calamity of love is nothing more than this. His worries have come true!"

"Amitabha!"

Amidst the different expressions of the crowd, Mo Qinglian was already approaching.

Her steps were very slow, but every step seemed to shrink the earth into an inch and cross the starry sky.

In her eyes, there was even more chaos, no pupils, only the blood-colored chaos, the blood-like pupils.

"Array up!"

Suddenly, a loud shout sounded, and in the starry sky, magic weapons emerged from the space and suddenly appeared around Mo Qinglian.

There were thirty-six third-grade treasures, and each of them could hurt the Supreme.

At this moment, the thirty-six treasures were connected into a large array.

Thirty-six instruments to subdue demons array!

In the eye of the array, a terrifying light burst out, and the ten thousand miles of starry sky were covered by the array.

It was as if countless chains were rubbing against each other, and the sound of collisions was heard. In the formation, golden chains suddenly burst out, as if the sky chains had descended, rushing straight at Mo Qinglian.

Mo Qinglian did not resist at all, she let the golden chains bind her body, as if she was trapped by a demon.

The next moment, Mo Qinglian's footsteps slowly stepped out.

She did not even hesitate for a moment, and with one step, all the golden chains were shattered.

The formation demon suddenly groaned, and his pupils shrank like needles.

Cracks suddenly appeared on the thirty-six treasures.

"She has become stronger again. There are many ferocious beasts outside the border, and she has killed countless ferocious beasts!"

Zhenhuang took a breath of cold air. He looked at the endless sea of ​​blood behind Mo Qinglian, where many resentful souls were in the form of ferocious beasts.

Another step, Mo Qinglian was less than 300,000 miles away from the seven people.

The seven people looked at each other, "Let's do it!"

"Be careful, don't die because of this. This woman's power is no weaker than the Immortal Vein Supreme at the peak of the Mahayana!"

"Be careful in your state of mind, her bloody aura can move your heart and soul!"

The seven people spoke, and immediately, seven treasures appeared in their hands.

He Yun's eyes were fixed, she put away all her pity and sighs, her eyes suddenly changed, and in her hand, the purple whip was like a snake, lingering around her body.

This is a first-grade treasure. At this moment, He Yun's strength was finally revealed.

"Middle-grade Mahayana! How is it possible? How could she have the cultivation of the middle-grade Mahayana!?"

"Her aura is definitely not comparable to that of an ordinary Mahayana Supreme. The Immortal Vein Supreme is no better than this!"

Jun Wushuang and Xiao Wu's bodies shook slightly, and they looked at He Yun in disbelief.

"Half-immortal weapon, immortal spirit!"

Zhen Huang also noticed it, and his eyes swept across He Yun's body.

"Have you inherited the immortality? I've never seen her before!"

The True Phoenix murmured, and then, in her pupils, there seemed to be a True Phoenix soaring, and behind her was a shocking phenomenon.

The True Phoenix was like fire, and it cried out to the sky. There was a sword in its hand, and it shook in front of her. As the True Phoenix behind her entered the sword, the first-grade treasure suddenly burst into endless light.

"Kill!"

The True Phoenix uttered a word, and in an instant, the sword was like a long rainbow piercing the sun, slashing straight at Mo Qinglian.

Mo Qinglian seemed to have noticed it, and her chaotic eyes had not changed at all, and she killed with the first-grade treasure,She just moved her palm.

Behind her, the surging sea of ​​blood seemed to condense in front of her palm, turning into a palm print as big as a foot, as if endless blood was condensed, and there were even more grudges and howling souls, the sound of which was wailing in the starry sky.

The long rainbow turned several times, trying to avoid the bloody hand and slash at Mo Qinglian.

Mo Qinglian's red lips that seemed like blood were slightly raised, and then the sea of ​​blood behind her rolled, and hundreds of bloody hands were swirling, just like her palm.

In an instant, a bloody hand held the long sword in its palm.

Mo Qinglian let out a low roar in her throat, which was not like a human voice. The next moment, the treasure cried sadly, and the True Phoenix groaned, and his face turned slightly pale.

This scene made the other six people around him change color.

Their six magic weapons were also like long rainbows, killing Mo Qinglian, trying to stop her.

Boom boom boom...

In the six roars, the Hunyuan Cave Heaven emerged, and all the magic weapons were immersed in the bloody hand.

The blood sea was up and down, and the blood of trillions of creatures was like the power of world destruction at this moment.

The six supreme beings, feeling the terrifying power coming from the magic weapons, the erosion of resentment, and the backlash of their minds, all took a step back.

Suddenly, a figure stepped out of the starry sky.

"He Yun can't!"

"You can't get close to her!"

Jun Wushuang, Zhenhuang, was about to speak, but saw He Yun soaring into the air, his black clothes were like thunder, and the purple whip in his hand rolled in the starry sky, like a purple dragon.

The bloody hand attacked, as if to crush everything.

He Yun condensed his hands, and rays of light entered the semi-immortal purple whip.

Boom boom boom...

As if the stars were exploding, He Yun shuttled through the Hunyuan Cave Heaven. Her face was pale, but her eyes remained motionless.

A total of 23 bloody hands were cracked by the purple whip in He Yun's hand.

Blood was flowing from the corners of her mouth. After taking a pill, her aura suddenly increased, as if she was climbing to the peak of the Mahayana Immortal Vein Supreme.

Dressed in black, she stood not far from Mo Qinglian.

"Mo Qinglian, stop!"

He Yun's voice sounded coldly, and the purple whip was like a dragon. In an instant, Mo Qinglian's body was swept into it.

There was still no change in Mo Qinglian's chaotic eyes.

The next moment, hundreds of bloody hands from all around pressed towards He Yun, trying to crush her.

"Mo Qinglian!"

The sound from He Yun's mouth was like a sky bell, rumbling.

"...die"

A vague word seemed to ring out from Mo Qinglian's throat.

The next moment, she shook off the purple whip and slowly took a step forward. The bloody hands around her even submerged He Yun.

There was no life left in her!