Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Noah's Kingdom, the Emperor Ship.

The vast ship, its size alone is comparable to the Moyun Star.

On it, there are even a large number of people from Noah's Kingdom, living on this Emperor Ship.

This is the kingdom of Noah's Kingdom, most of them are mortals, and there are also cultivators, living under the civilization of this Noah's Kingdom.

In the center of the Emperor Ship, in a palace.

The surroundings are majestic and magnificent.

One projection after another appeared in front of a person.

"My emperor, there are not many first-level warships left, only 10,000. Should we consider a ceasefire and repair the warships?"

"Repair the warships? Ceasefire? Those cultivators in front will not be able to hold on. My emperor, we should make a concerted effort to directly capture these ten star regions."

"Capture? Without first-level warships, second-level warships put into the battlefield are nothing but scrap metal in front of Mahayana cultivators. Do you know how long it takes us to build a warship?"

On the projection, the high-level officials of the Kingdom of Noah were discussing fiercely.

At the head of the palace, the throne carved from dragon bones exuded a faint glow.

In the empty palace, there was only one person on the throne.

The Lord of the Kingdom of Noah, a Mahayana strongman, the Emperor of God, Buren!

He listened to many words, and finally, his fingers tapped slightly, as if a heavy drum roared, transmitted to the other side, existing in the stars, in the ears of the commanders of the major battlefields.

"First-class warships, repair them immediately. How many can be repaired in one month?" He spoke slowly, with thin eyebrows and narrow eyes, but it seemed to contain a terrifying light, looking at one of the commanders.

"In one month, only one hundred can be repaired..."

"Three hundred!" Boren said lightly: "I want to see it within a month."

The commander in charge of repairing the warships suddenly changed his face, and he showed a very struggling expression on his face, and cold sweat was secreted on his forehead.

But he didn't dare to spit out a word of no, he knew very well that if he spit out such a word, his life, and even the family behind him, would disappear.

"What about those supreme war machines?" Boren spoke again, looking at another person.

"Only dozens of Mahayana Supremes remain intact. If the loss is not counted, there should be twenty war machines comparable to the power of Mahayana Supremes for the Divine Emperor to dispatch!"

"Thirty!" Boren spit out a number lightly, making the commander silent, and he also dared not refute at all.

"Have other supreme beings joined this cultivation world? Those outside the information!" Buren's eyes moved again.

"No, there are still hundreds of supreme beings. According to previous investigations, there are no more than a hundred supreme beings in these three galaxies now!" Someone spoke up and replied to Buren respectfully.

"Three hundred Mahayana supreme beings are just on the edge!"

"Fifteen major star realms, immortal veins!" Buren murmured softly, "It seems that this cultivation world is not weaker than the ancestral land, it should be equivalent to the top cultivation world."

"Tell the three major galaxies to surrender or retreat to the fifteen major star realms, and my Noah Kingdom will not pursue them at all." Buren's fingers paused, "Teling!"

In an instant, those projections disappeared.

A woman in a black tight leather jacket turned into a projection and appeared in front of Buren.

Buren's eyes were indifferent, and he was wearing golden armor.

"God Emperor, are you planning to settle down in this cultivation world?" Terling spoke slowly, with a hint of magnetism in his voice.

"Let's do it here, a marginal place that won't anger the entire cultivation world." Burlen stood up slowly, and he sighed: "My Noah Kingdom was expelled from the ancestral land, and has been wandering for tens of millions of years, and it has only developed to this day."

"We should also develop steadily in a cultivation world in order to return to the ancestral land."

"This cultivation world is rich in resources, maybe, it can fulfill my wish!"

Terling looked at Burlen, and the projection spoke, "But this cultivation world is too powerful, and there are so many Mahayana Supremes. If you are not careful, it is very likely to be like before."

"Expelled?" Burlen looked at the projection of the woman.

"There is about a six-point chance." Te Ling analyzed: "After all, we need a large number of stars, spiritual veins, and cultivators to build up strength and return to the ancestral land."

"The life span of the Divine Emperor is still 30,000 years to the limit. 30,000 years, unless the entire marginal land is swallowed up. Those beings in the fifteen major star realms will not watch such a thing happen."

Bolun frowned slightly, and he glanced at Te Ling indifferently.

"Your words are too annoying!"

"I know this, give it a try, if it works, then so be it, if not, we have to wait for the descendants to fulfill the ancestral wish."

Bolun smiled, seemingly not caring.

At this moment, Te Ling suddenly said, "Divine Emperor, someone is visiting, it seems to be someone from this cultivation world."The projection in the palace fell, revealing a picture in front of the palace.

Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian suddenly appeared in this picture.

There were some broken Kewu and all the seriously injured subjects around.

Boren frowned slightly, and he looked at the picture, "Can they rush into my bedroom without any damage?"

He looked at Te Ling, with a hint of anger and a hint of consideration in his eyes.

"The strength of these two criminals who committed 132 crimes is stronger than that of the four Mahayana Supremes such as Wu Yuanjun at the beginning, and they are treacherous and unpredictable."

"There is no information about these two people in the Supreme Database of the three major galaxies."

"Perhaps, they are the strong men of the fifteen major star realms!"

"God Emperor, are you going to punish them?"

Te Ling was expressionless, waiting for Boren to speak.

"Fifteen star realms? They came too soon!" Boren said slowly: "No need, since they want to see me, then let's meet, sooner or later we will have dealings."

Immediately, Teling disappeared, along with the projection of Qin Xuan and Mo Qinglian.

Outside the palace, Mo Qinglian and Qin Xuan looked at the roar in front of them, the palace opened wide, a passage, and countless huge doors slowly opened.

"Let's go!"

Qin Xuan put his hands behind his back and stepped into the palace.

Mo Qinglian glanced at the robots or artificial weapons that were similar to those in Chinese movies, and shook her head slightly.

These Kewu were not weaker than the Mahayana Supreme in terms of power.

Kewu was exerted to the extreme, and he actually had such strength, which made her still shocked.

"Qin Xuan, what are your plans for this Kewu Kingdom?" Mo Qinglian asked. They walked along the way and passed many bases and warships of the Noah Kingdom, but Qin Xuan did not destroy any of them, nor did he help the cultivators of the three major star systems.

It seems that for Qin Xuan, he is just like a passerby. Whether it is the cultivators of the three galaxies or the Kingdom of Kewu, it has never made any difference to him.

"Planning?"

"It depends on how the Lord of this Kingdom decides life and death. The road is not up to me, but up to him!"

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, his eyes calm.

"Whether it is the Kingdom of Kewu or the creatures of the three galaxies, in my eyes, there is no difference..."

"They are all sentient beings!"