Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The faint words made the entire Baixing Palace silent in an instant.

Qin Xuan hunched over, slowly moved, his gray hair falling on his shoulders.

He was too old, like an old man in his seventies or eighties, walking slowly in the air towards Su Qiaoer.

Even Su Qiaoer was stunned at this moment, she turned her head and looked at Qin Xuan.

"This matter should not involve you, hum... you should retreat, no matter what your relationship with Mo Qinglian is, this is my own business!" Su Qiaoer transmitted the voice, she was still seriously injured, using her magic power to trigger the injury, and there was a little pain between her eyebrows.

Bailian Xingjun never thought that someone would confront him tit for tat.

"Who are you? How dare you be so presumptuous in my Baixing Palace!"

The Lord of Baixing Palace was even more furious.

It was Yiyang Supreme who looked at Qin Xuan, he felt a little familiar, looking at the gray hair, blood pupils, and white clothes.

All around, the guests were in an uproar.

"It's getting interesting, it's getting more and more lively!"

"Could this person be an enemy of Baixing Hall? Such words really trample on the reputation of Baixing Hall!"

"It's getting more and more interesting. Baixing Hall failed to steal the chicken and lost the rice. Now someone has stepped forward to confront Baixing Hall!"

Many guests looked at Qin Xuan's old appearance and couldn't help but tut.

In their eyes, this is a good show that is rarely seen.

Qin Xuan looked at Su Qiaoer indifferently, "Why, Lord of the Huguo Mansion, you don't seem to recognize me!?"

Qin Xuan's old voice sounded in Su Qiaoer's ears.

Su Qiaoer was startled, and then her pupils shrank slightly, as if she recognized who Qin Xuan was.

"You, how did you become like this!"

Su Qiaoer was a little unbelievable, her pupils shrank suddenly.

Qin Xuan!

She recognized Qin Xuan's identity, but still did not know his current strength and status in the cultivation world.

She had only heard of the name of the Green Emperor, but she did not pay too much attention to it.

After all, she was only a Nascent Soul, and was too far away from Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan had done many things that shocked the stars, but he was the Supreme, the leader of many immortal veins, and the direct line of many sects.

Su Qiaoer was a humble Nascent Soul True Lord, and even if she occasionally heard the name of the Green Emperor, she did not think of Qin Xuan.

After all, Qin Xuan's dominance in China did not mean that Qin Xuan could dominate the planet.

For example, Su Qiaoer herself was the head of the National Defense Mansion in China, but now... she could not protect herself and had to make a death appeal.

"Qin Xuan, you can't participate in this matter. Now you..." Su Qiaoer smiled bitterly, "I am no longer the head of the National Defense Mansion, and you are no longer the Green Emperor."

There seemed to be endless bitterness in her eyes.

Things are different!

The vastness of the starry sky was far beyond her imagination.

Before entering the world of cultivation, Su Qiaoer had been full of ambition, but nearly three hundred years had made Su Qiaoer completely enlightened.

China has tens of billions of lives, and in the world of cultivation, any star is no more than this.

Even if a star has a genius, it is just a drop in the ocean in the entire world of cultivation.

She may have an extraordinary appearance in China, but in the world of cultivation... she is just a wisp of dust in the vast starry sky, and she may disappear in the wind.

Just like Bailian Xingjun, Baixing Palace, and even the current Yiyang Supreme, many guests, no one has ever taken her seriously.

Even if she dies, it is just a wisp of dust dissipating in the years, and it will not cause any waves.

Qin Xuan smiled and walked to Su Qiaoer.

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

He didn't say much. It didn't matter if his old friends knew him now or not.

He walked along the way to see his old friends and open a path for them.

Everything was just like turning the palm of his hand for him.

"A third-grade sect is very strong?" Qin Xuan said to himself, "But how come it's just a speck of dust in my eyes!"

The light words, the arrogance in them, made many people stunned and astonished.

A third-grade sect is just a speck of dust in your eyes.

Who do you think you are?

The third-grade sect can be called a big sect. Even in the world of cultivation, there are countless sects, but they are not existences that can be insulted at will.

How dare this old man be so rampant.

"How dare you, an old man!"

The Lord of the Hundred Stars Palace was completely angry, and the supreme pressure swept across.

Not only that, even the Supremes of the Hundred Stars Hall were furious at this moment.

Too presumptuous!

Too arrogant!

With all the guests and immortal veins around, someone dared to insult the Hundred Stars Hall so much and humiliate the Hundred Stars Hall so much.

"This old man deserves to die!"

With a roar, more than ten Supremes attacked at the same time.

"How dare a mere Supreme touch him!?"

Suddenly, a loud bangThe shout rang out, and in an instant, the entire competition site, and even the entire Hundred Stars Hall, seemed to be in a sea of ​​blood.

The bloody demonic energy was surging, and Mo Qinglian's blood was surging, and her eyes were filled with endless cold light.

Nichang was fearless, and saw a blood sword in her hand, and she suddenly slashed at the more than ten supremes.

The surging blood light and terrifying evil spirit made everyone's face change suddenly in an instant.

"Be careful!"

"Demon cultivator!? Demon Supreme!"

A supreme shouted loudly, guarding the disciples behind him, and the more than ten supremes in the Hundred Stars Hall were even more shocked and angry, looking at Mo Qinglian.

"It's her!"

The Hundred Star Lord was even more shocked, "Grandfather, it was this girl who hurt my eyes!"

"So what if you are the supreme? You dare to be presumptuous in my Hundred Stars Hall, witch, you are looking for death!"

The Lord of the Hundred Stars Hall also shouted loudly, and sacrificed a third-grade treasure.

Boom!

The entire Hundred Stars Palace was in turmoil.

The treasure, sword light, devilish energy, and starlight intertwined, shaking the earth.

When everything dissipated, everyone looked over and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

The witch was standing quietly beside the old man.

The main hall of the Hundred Stars Palace had turned into nothingness. More than a dozen supremes, several of them were injured, eroded by devilish energy, and couldn't help but bleed from the corners of their mouths.

When the Supreme One Yang saw Mo Qinglian, he was even more stunned. His face seemed to be seeing a ghost.

"The witch in red!"

"It's that peerless devil, that old man..."

At this moment, the Supreme One Yang had a figure passing through his sea of ​​consciousness, vaguely merging with Qin Xuan.

At this moment, the Supreme One Yang seemed to have entered reincarnation.

He looked at Qin Xuan, with endless disbelief and endless fear in his eyes.

With his body, he was not even qualified to face this existence, even if he was the master of the Guiyi Sect. Now, he was kneeling in front of the Qingdi Palace.

"Kill!"

The Lord of the Baixing Palace was extremely angry. He looked at Mo Qinglian, and his eyes burst into a vast murderous intent.

At this moment, a voice full of panic, fear, and even awe suddenly sounded.

"Baixing Palace, you dare to be so presumptuous!"

"Get out!"

The One Yang Supreme took action, and the vast power of the Immortal Vein Supreme directly swept towards the many Supremes of the Baixing Palace.

This move made more than a dozen Mahayana Supremes of the Baixing Palace a little confused.

The Lord of the Baixing Palace and Bailian Xingjun were like cold water poured on their heads, looking at the One Yang Supreme in disbelief.

"One Yang Supreme, is this..."

The Lord of the Baixing Palace spoke, a little confused, puzzled, angry, and puzzled.

Immediately, in the eyes of the Lord of the Hundred Stars Palace, the Immortal Vein Supreme, who had spent countless hardships to invite the Guiyi Method, soared into the air and landed in front of Mo Qinglian.

He was terrified and trembling, and everyone could see the fear on the face of the Immortal Vein Supreme.

"Yi Yang, meet the Green Emperor!"

"Meet..."

"Red-robed Demon Lord!"