Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Heaven and earth have rules, rewarding and punishing all living beings.

Those who are gifted by heaven are the pride of the world, and they will be successful in their lives.

Those who are punished by heaven will be hated by heaven and resented by people, and will die without a single chance of survival!

That is the rule, which comes from heaven and earth, and no one can challenge it.

Therefore, all living beings have awe, and even the most vicious demons dare not slaughter them at will.

Qin Xuan's chest was stained with blood, and he looked up at the sky.

The blood cloud was already extremely dense, and the cycle of life and death was also against the will of heaven.

Both of them were disrespectful to the way of heaven.

Boom!

Suddenly, a blood thunder fell, pressing down on the white clothes.

Qin Xuan looked up at the sky, his gray hair slowly swaying, and the blood thunder fell, and his face was fearless and worry-free.

In an instant, the blood thunder penetrated his body. At this moment, Qin Xuan only felt that his mind was broken and his soul left his body.

His state of mind was about to be broken.

Before his eyes, thousands of figures appeared, roaring, desperate, unwilling, resentful and angry, all displayed before his eyes.

His pupils only swayed slightly, and then they solidified again.

Blood thunder punishes the body, resentful evil devours the soul.

Qin Xuan took a deep breath, and he waited for the second thunder to strike.

Trillions of blood sins, like a raging sky, looking at the world, no one is not afraid.

In the distance, Qin Hao and others looked at the white-clothed bloody thunder, and their expressions were all worried.

"Qin Xuan!"

Mo Qinglian woke up, she was trapped in a method, and the surroundings were like a wall.

The blood sin evil spirit was all turned away, and Mo Qinglian's strength was almost restored to the lower level of Mahayana.

She knocked her fists, her eyes were cracked.

"Mo Qinglian!"

A faint voice sounded, and He Yun looked at Mo Qinglian quietly.

"Stop it, if what you love is to hurt him!" A chill flashed through He Yun's dark pupils, "If Qin Xuan doesn't kill you, and if all living beings don't kill you, I will definitely kill you!"

"You still haven't realized it yet, when will you give up your noble character!"

He Yun spoke every word very slowly.

Mo Qinglian was as if she was pierced by thunder, she murmured, "I don't want this, it's not what I want..."

"I would rather die, but I never thought of hurting him!"

He Yun's eyes were indifferent, "Everything in the world is impermanent, who do you think you are? Can you control everything!?"

"This is the last time, he saved you, if Xiaoxuan is in danger, Mo Qinglian, you..."

"Don't refuse to die!"

Mo Qinglian stood there, her tears could not stop.

"Love tribulation!"

"Is this the love tribulation?"

At this moment, Mo Qinglian seemed to repent, she looked at Qin Xuan who was in the heavenly punishment.

"I, Mo Qinglian, have to let you, Qin Xuan, bear the calamity!"

"Qin Xuan, I'm sorry!"

"I'm sorry!" She suddenly opened her eyes, and her voice seemed to have exhausted her last bit of strength.

Never again!

I will never do this again!

So this is the real pain, a billion times more painful than being hurt by you, being abandoned by you...!

Qin Xuan, if I, Mo Qinglian, love is like this.

She looked at Qin Xuan, exhausted, and her face was as pale as paper.

"It's ridiculous!"

...

Qin Xuan was already bearing the fifteenth blood thunder. Above the sky, the blood thunder became more and more terrifying, one after another, without a pause.

Qin Xuan moved the immortal divine essence in his body into his body.

Each blood thunder was not weaker than the heavenly calamity, especially the resentful and evil spirit that devoured the soul. As long as Qin Xuan's mind and state of mind had a gap, he would be doomed.

Those who are punished by heaven will die ten times without a chance of survival. How can this be a lie! ?

Looking at the world of cultivation, how can such a talented person, such a brilliant person, shake the heaven! ?

Boom!

More than 30 blood thunderbolts struck down, and blood began to flow from the corners of Qin Xuan's mouth.

His white clothes were damaged, and arcs of lightning shone on his body, like thousands of lightning snakes lingering around his body.

Even the masters of the two major immortal veins could not help but stare and take a breath of cold air.

More than 30 blood thunderbolts are already comparable to the third calamity among the three disasters and nine calamities in the realm of tribulation.

And the blood-colored thundercloud in the sky is still extremely heavy, as if it has never dispersed at all.

No one knows how many blood thunderbolts there are.

There have been people who have buried trillions of lives in the world of cultivation, but they have already fallen when the punishment from heaven came.

Who else can survive the end of this heavenly punishment? Even the two great Buddhist and Taoist immortal veins have never recorded it.

"Donor Changqing, I'm afraid..."

The head of the Xianchan Temple couldn't help but speak, with endless regrets in his eyes.

Qin Xuan is more than 300 years old, traversing the starry sky, destroying wind and thunder, how arrogant.

But now, I'm afraid he will fall.

Looking at the entire cultivation world, I'm afraid no one can be the enemy of this Qing Emperor.

But now, in front of this Qing Emperor, it is the way of heaven, it is the punishment of heaven.

How can human power defeat heaven! ?

If human power can defeat heaven, then what is the meaning of the punishment of heaven! ?

This is almost a dead end, and the punishment of heaven will annihilate everything.

"Amitabha!"The Pure Land Buddha clasped his hands together and sighed, "Heroes are hard to resist the temptation of beauty. Changqing donor is willing to help the beauty to pass this heavenly punishment. Looking at the entire cultivation world, how many people who claim to be affectionate are like him!?"

"I have seen Changqing donor, who is decisive in killing and seems to be ruthless to the world, but it is so..."

"Can it be called ruthless?"

The two masters of the two immortal veins looked at each other and sighed.

The Buddha saves all living beings. In their eyes, Qin Xuan is definitely not a good person. He once cut the stars with a sword and killed countless lives. Along the way, there were countless corpses under his feet, but even so, Qin Xuan was willing to step into a dead end for the people around him.

The word "affection" made the two masters of the two immortal veins look at each other, but they were also palpitating.

The Buddha is ruthless and desireless, but it is nothing more than awe!

Rumble...

This is already the 90th blood thunder. Qin Xuan's upper body, the white clothes have been torn, naked.

On it, the thunder was so intense that one could even see Qin Xuan's skin and flesh bursting in the blood thunder and covered with scars.

The wound on his chest from the sword piercing his heart was even more hideous.

"Qin Xuan!"

Jun Wushuang couldn't stop crying at this moment.

She had never seen Qin Xuan like this before, and the once high and mighty Qing Emperor had never been so embarrassed.

"Mo Qinglian, is this what you want? Well, now it's as you wish!" Jun Wushuang looked at Mo Qinglian, "I don't want to blame you, this is his own choice, but how can I not blame you!"

"He is the father of my son!"

Jun Wushuang had hatred and resentment in her eyes, but so what?

She looked at Mo Qinglian, perhaps, under the two words Changqing, she had already anticipated everything.

Mo Qinglian didn't dare to face Jun Wushuang's words. Her body was trembling slightly. Every blood thunder had not struck her body, but every blood thunder made her heart break and go crazy.

"Qin Xuan, you have always been like this, so conceited, so arrogant, but... you can't die!" Jun Wushuang wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, which moved the seven supreme beings beside him.

"I finally understand why Xianwu's heart is as clear as a mirror, but he is so greedy for this person in the mortal world." Zhenhuang looked at Qin Xuan and laughed at herself. Once upon a time, she was disdainful, but now...

She, Zhenhuang, is she qualified to be so disdainful! ?

In her Zhenhuang life, has there been a man willing to do this for her?

If so... how can her heart not sink.

On the sky, hundreds of blood thunders have fallen.

It has never stopped!