Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Above the Yutian Sect, the clouds and mists dispersed.

The head of the Azure Dragon came from the sky, breaking through the clouds and mists, overlooking the Yutian Sect.

The many supreme beings of the Yutian Sect looked at the Azure Dragon above the clouds and mists, all with a hint of coldness on their faces.

This Azure Dragon is too presumptuous!

This place is the Yutian Sect after all, how dare this Azure Dragon look down upon it? Such a condescending attitude.

"King Qingyou!"

In the hall, a faint voice sounded, causing the dragon head to turn.

The vast dragon body rolled in the clouds and mists, accompanied by a blazing green light that almost dyed the entire sky above the Yutian Sect into green. A young man in green clothes, polite, with dragon pupils, deer horns and a human face, appeared in the green light.

He stepped forward with a faint smile.

"Qingyou, meet the Immortal Lord Yutian!"

He ignored the many immortal vein supreme beings and bowed slightly to the hall.

In the hall, a middle-aged man with a celestial appearance, black hair and eyes showed no joy or anger.

He looked at the blue dragon in the sky quietly and spoke slowly with a heavy voice.

"Since you are here, you are a guest. Why do you have to stay outside the hall?"

His voice was slow and majestic without anger, and it spread to the sky.

Qingyou smiled lightly, "Thank you, Lord Yutian!"

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, with a hint of pride. Even though he was severely injured by Lord Yutian before and almost broke his dragon bone, there seemed to be no abnormality on his face.

King Qingyou took a step forward, and the wind and clouds moved. In the blink of an eye, he landed in front of the Yutian Hall.

He looked up and looked at Lord Yutian, not retreating or avoiding.

Lord Yutian looked like still water, and he sat quietly on the high seat.

King Qingyou didn't care either, smiled lightly, and stepped into the hall.

"My Lord, after a thousand years of separation, your cultivation has become even more unfathomable!" King Qingyou complimented and bowed slowly.

"Compared to you, how dare I call myself unfathomable? I have been in the dragon tomb for a thousand years and reached the peak of Mahayana. I am afraid that there is no one among the descendants of the nine veins of the true dragon who can compete with you." Yutian Immortal Lord said lightly, "But even so, I am afraid that you will return in defeat today."

There was a hint of warning in his voice.

This Azure Dragon had come here a thousand years ago, and the entire Yutian Sect knew its intention.

Now that a thousand years have passed, who would have thought that this Azure Dragon still has evil intentions.

Yutian Immortal Lord's eyes were indifferent, but there was a hint of coldness in the depths of his pupils, as if he was a little regretful. A thousand years ago, he should have directly destroyed this Azure Dragon, even if the dragon clan was furious, what would it matter? He, Yutian Immortal Lord, might not be afraid of the dragon clan.

But now it is different. Even if he wants to kill this Azure Dragon, it will be difficult.

King Qingyou smiled faintly, "My Lord, it is too early to say whether you will return in defeat!"

"Qingyou has a sincere heart and has long admired the Fairy Yusheng. Even if his bones are broken, he will not waver!"

He looked at the Fairy Yutian and said slowly: "Qingyou has lived and died in the Dragon Tomb for thousands of years. Every time he was about to fall, he would appear in the image of the Fairy Yusheng to hold on!"

"My Lord, why didn't you give Qingyou a chance? If the Phoenix Clan and the Immortal Clan had such a good relationship, it would have made a good name in the world of cultivation. Good story, let Yutian Sect and Feng Clan unite to suppress other immortal veins! "

Yutian Immortal Lord's eyes were indifferent: "Are you grudged because I broke your dragon bones and hurt your dragon tendons, or because Yu Sheng has been training in the dragon tomb for thousands of years? I don't have much heart to listen."

"Yu Sheng has no thoughts of a Taoist partner, please go back!"

"Immortal Lord, King Qingyou has a sincere heart..."

Suddenly, the whole hall suddenly froze, and Yutian Immortal Lord's eyes suddenly changed at this moment, and the pair of pupils were like the power of heaven.

"Get out!"

He slowly uttered a word, but cracks appeared in the surrounding space.

King Qingyou's eyes were normal, and he seemed to be unconcerned under the pressure of Yutian Immortal Lord.

"My Lord, why do you have to do this!"

King Qingyou sighed, "It is the general trend, isn't it good to help others?"

He looked at the Immortal Lord Yutian, "Today, it is Qingyou who came here, not Qingyou's elders who came to propose marriage. Qingyou has given the Immortal Lord enough face."

"Looking at the world of cultivation, apart from me, Qingyou, how many people are qualified to become the Taoist partner of the Immortal Yusheng?"

"In terms of bloodline, I am a pure-blooded blue dragon, enough to crush all living beings. In terms of talent, Qingyou is enough to suppress the geniuses of the dragon and phoenix clans. In terms of Background, the ancestors of my Qinglong lineage are also enough to rank in the top three among the nine true dragon lines. "

"Even in terms of sincerity, the Immortal King made a big move against me, Qingyou, thousands of years ago, but I never had any resentment, and I was even willing to enter the dragon tomb to marry the Fairy Yusheng, and experienced life and death to break through to the peak of Mahayana."

Qingyou looked at the Immortal King Yutian, "Why does the Immortal King have to be aggressive? The lifespan of the human race is short, but the lifespan of my dragon race is long. The Immortal King is about to pass the tribulation, but I, Qingyou, should still be able to stay in the world of cultivation for hundreds of thousands or millions of years. "

YutianThere was a coldness in the eyes of the Immortal Lord, and he looked at Qingyou.

Every word seemed to be a statement of Qingyou's own superiority, but every word was a threat.

The Immortal Lord Yutian sneered, "King Qingyou, why don't you speak frankly? As the number one prodigy of the Dragon and Phoenix clans, if I, the Immortal Lord Yutian, do not allow you today, when I pass the tribulation and become an immortal, the Yutian Sect will be in endless trouble, and the Yusheng will be in endless trouble. No one can stop you by then."

King Qingyou looked normal, bowed and said, "The Immortal Lord misunderstood!"

"Misunderstanding?" The Immortal Lord Yutian chuckled, "Don't worry, I won't become an immortal so soon. I will pass the tribulation and suppress the immortal veins. As the leader of the Yutian Sect, how can I resign?"

"Even if I stay in the cultivation world for tens of thousands of years, it is enough for Yusheng to become an immortal. Your little thoughts are just wishful thinking!"

King Qingyou looked at the Immortal Lord Yutian and looked into his eyes.

The space cracks around him slowly recovered.

King Qingyou suddenly smiled, and there was a hint of sarcasm and pride in his smile.

He shook his head and sighed, "My Lord, I am not saying that when you become an immortal, the Yutian Sect will have endless troubles!"

He looked at the Yutian Immortal Lord, and the smile on his face gradually became weird and confident.

"Qingyou is saying that I, Qingyou, will marry the Yusheng Fairy. In the entire cultivation world, no one is more suitable for the Yusheng Fairy than me!"

"My Lord, the Yutian Sect can't stop me, Qingyou!"

As soon as the words fell, the Yutian Immortal Lord's pupils suddenly surged with murderous intent.

Those who used to wail and gasp under his hands dared to be so arrogant in front of him now?

"I want to see if I can stop it!"

"Will the Dragon Clan go to war with my Yutian Sect because of you, a pure-blooded blue dragon!"

At this moment, the Yutian Immortal Lord spoke suddenly.

He suddenly slapped out with his palm, and the whole star was shaking. Endless immortal spirit energy gathered madly in this palm, turning into a seven-color palm print.

Immortal-grade magical power, Yutianxuan Palm!

The mark of the immortal vein flickered between the eyebrows of Yutian Immortal Lord.

The master of the immortal vein burst out with all his strength, without any reservation.

The pupils of King Qingyou shrank slightly, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The dragon horn on his forehead appeared with countless dragon patterns, and his body was like the sky and the earth, as if it contained an endless ocean.

His terrifying pressure was all gathered in this hall, and it was not leaked out at all.

"Father!"

Quietly, a faint voice sounded, causing the two forces to stagnate suddenly.

Then, the smoke disappeared.

Yu Sheng stood gracefully at the door of this hall.

Qingluan bowed to his shoulder!