Rebirth of the Urban Madman

King Qingyou was extremely angry. A pure-blooded Azure Dragon, the pride of the dragon clan, was actually driven back by a young child.

"You are courting death!"

A mighty dragon roared, falling from the sky into the hall.

King Qingyou knew Qin Xuan. As early as when he walked out of the dragon tomb, he had been warned by his elders that the name of the Azure Emperor could suppress the stars.

But he did not know Qin Xuan in such a state, such a young child.

The body of the Azure Dragon, above this hall, seemed like a towering mountain range, and every piece of dragon scale contained divine light.

Boom!

I saw that a dragon claw pierced through the first-grade hall, directly shattering a piece of the hall roof.

A first-grade treasure, under this Azure Dragon, was like tofu, and was easily crushed into powder.

Qin Xuan's eyes were leisurely, and his eyes seemed to contain bright stars.

Immediately, he stepped on his feet, and his young body soared into the air to meet the claws of the Azure Dragon.

On his three-year-old body, faint purple lines appeared.

Eight Desolate Battle Body, the Power of Primordial!

Boom!

In an instant, he was like a cannonball, rushing directly into the claws of the Azure Dragon.

King Qingyou roared, and the dragon claws were about to close, trying to crush the ant-like child directly.

The next moment, King Qingyou's expression suddenly froze, and a terrifying roar erupted from his Azure Dragon claws.

The surrounding space exploded inch by inch, and not only that, King Qingyou only felt that under the dragon claws, it was not a child, but a dragon.

The terrifying force actually made his dragon body float, and King Qingyou's dragon body twisted and shook, unable to suppress the child at all.

The dragon claws were like the sky, and Qin Xuan held them with one hand, with a faint smile on his lips.

"Little Azure Dragon, you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me!?"

In those eyes that should have been innocent, a hint of contempt for all living beings flashed across them.

Qin Xuan stepped on them and passed over the retracted dragon claws, and walked quickly on them.

Every step was like a flash of teleportation, passing over the dragon claws, dragon scales, and finally climbing on the body of the Azure Dragon.

The petite and delicate body was like a grain of white dust on the body of the Azure Ghost King.

Immediately, Qin Xuan stepped on them, and the dragon scales under his feet were shattered into powder.

Not only that, the body of the Azure Ghost King sank even more under this step, and he couldn't help but let out a whine.

Thunder suddenly struck from the pair of dragon horns, rushing straight towards Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan did not dodge or avoid, and let the blue dragon thunder strike.

In the lightning, Qin Xuan's white clothes were not damaged at all, and cracks continued to spread under his feet.

Fighting Nine Styles, stepping on everything!

With one step, King Qingyou seemed to be crushed by him.

"This little thunder is too weak, not even comparable to the heavenly tribulation!"

Qin Xuan spoke, but his voice was more like a child's muttering, as if he was dissatisfied with the toy in front of him, and his appearance was very cute.

Under his feet, King Qingyou's terrifying dragon body sank directly into the earth. Many Yutian Sect cultivators fled in panic, looking at this huge monster falling from the sky.

Boom boom boom...

The mountain collapsed, the ground cracked, blood splashed, and under King Qingyou's dragon body, everything almost turned into nothingness.

Qin Xuan stepped leisurely on the Qingyou King. Every step forward was a thousand feet away. However, the Qingyou King was like a bug under his feet. His body sank a little, his dragon scales broke, and his dragon blood splashed.

Qingyou King was even more shocked and angry at this moment.

He could not imagine that he would be trampled by a three-year-old child.

But that kind of huge force was no more than that of a calamity-crossing realm or a banished immortal.

No matter how his dragon body struggled, it could not escape the foot of the child.

Only unbelievable and extremely angry roars resounded in the Yutian Sect, and the Qingyou King continued to struggle, twisting his dragon body, shattering the earth and mountains, turning them into nothingness.

Until Qin Xuan appeared on the huge dragon head of the Qingyou King.

He looked at the pair of dragon horns quietly, and seemed to be pondering.

"After all, it is a pure-blooded Azure Dragon horn. If it is used to make wine, I believe Senior Sister Changyan will like it!"

He spoke, and a gleam of light shone in his innocent eyes.

This sentence made many supremes of the Yutian Sect fall into a dead silence.

Make wine with the dragon horn of King Qingyou! ?

The child...

Some people recognized Qin Xuan's identity, but some people have not yet reacted.

The Yusheng Fairy couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. She looked at the child on the dragon head of King Qingyou.

The power of the Azure Emperor?

There was a bitterness at the corner of the mouth of the Yusheng Fairy, but there was a trace of awe in her eyes.

This is the Azure Emperor, so terrifying!

The Yutian Fairy was already stunned, and Qin Xuan's childish words lingered in his ears, and his heart was even more shocked.

The King Qingyou was even more furious, "You are so arrogant, you dare!"

In his roaring dragon roar, Qin Xuan's tender little hand had already touched the dragon horn.

Qin Xuan exerted a little force on his palm.

His five fingers seemed to be tightly grasping the horn of the Azure Dragon.

He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

"Rise!"

With just one word, the next moment, the dragon horn suddenly soared into the sky, carrying dragon scales and flesh, and dragon blood like a spring, rushing to the sky.

The wailing and groaning of King Qingyou resounded throughout the world at this moment.

The dragon horn was pulled off by someone, and this kind of pain was probably something King Qingyou had never endured in his life.

Even the last time King Qingyou was broken by Yutian Xianjun, he had never felt such pain.

What's more, this humiliation made King Qingyou crazy, and even in the deepest part of his heart, there was a trace of panic.

Who is this child! ?

Too scary!

When he faced the child, he was not like a green dragon at all, but like a green worm, being trampled by the child.

Qin Xuan held the dragon bone, like a mayfly carrying a huge tree, and threw it directly.

"Qinglian, help me collect it first!"

"I'll take another dragon horn!"

The green dragon was in pain, roaring angrily, and Qin Xuan's childish voice slowly came out.

Then, the dragon horn was thrown into the air and landed in front of Mo Qinglian.

Mo Qinglian pinched the spiritual formula with her hands, and the space and the law intertwined, and took the huge green dragon horn into her hands.

She shook her head slightly, looking at the scene of Qin Xuan trampling on the pure-blooded green dragon, and couldn't help laughing.

If it was Qin Xuan's original appearance, everything seemed normal.

How could the dignified Green Emperor, who destroyed the immortal veins and killed the Kou Tingxian, care about a pure-blooded green dragon at the peak of the Mahayana.

Even the entire dragon clan would be afraid of it.

But now he looks like a three-year-old child, but he wantonly tramples, tramples, and takes the horns of a green dragon that is tens of thousands of feet tall, as if he is playing with a toy in his hand. This visual impact makes people shocked and amused.

Qin Xuan's eyes were leisurely. He moved his palm again and directly pulled out another dragon horn, and threw it to Mo Qinglian casually to soak wine.

At this moment, King Qingyou was seriously injured, and even the dragon roar was weak.

He didn't think of resisting, but the trampling force under the feet of this young child seemed like an endless prison chain, making it difficult for him to move.

Even if he used all his strength, even his magical powers and dragon power, he could not shake it at all.

"Who are you?"

King Qingyou opened his dragon mouth, and there was no telling how much shock, fear, disbelief, and endless pain were contained in it.

Qin Xuan looked at the huge blood hole in front of him, which was the wound caused by the dragon horn he pulled out.

He smiled slightly and stepped on it again.

Boom!

The sky collapsed and the earth split, and the dragon head seemed to be buried directly under the ground.

The Qingyou King didn't even roar in pain, and was almost knocked unconscious by Qin Xuan's kick.

The childish voice slowly sounded and entered the ears of the Qinglong.

"The world calls me the Qing Emperor!"

Qin Xuan looked at the Qingyou King with his innocent eyes.

"In terms of strength, looking at the starry sky, there are countless sentient beings, I should be considered..."

"The first person!"