Rebirth of the Urban Madman

On top of the thunder sky, Qin Xuan, Li Hongchen, and Shi Ling finally understood what was on top of the thunder sky.

What on earth could suppress the Heavenly Dao Blue Thunder, and be above the Heavenly Dao Blue Thunder?

In Qin Xuan's eyes, there were bones, some five feet tall, sitting cross-legged on top, with no flesh and blood, only bones that were immortal, hidden in the chaos.

There was also a bone that was a hundred feet tall, like a giant that could hold up the sky, but it was broken on this sea of ​​thunder.

Qin Xuan took a breath of cold air. Even in the fairy world, if you want to see this scene, there is no such thing except the seven forbidden areas.

Each bone is the bone of a great emperor, from an unknown era.

And there are more than 70,000 emperor bones!

This is what Qin Xuan counted, and some emperor bones are already scattered and broken.

Because of the existence of these 70,000 emperor bones, the Heavenly Dao Blue Thunder below cannot rise.

And the endless golden sea above cannot fall.

It was as if these 70,000 emperor bones had opened up a world.

If there is one heaven for the vast sea, one heaven for the sacred mountain, and one heaven for thunder, then this is the fourth heaven.

A heaven created by the vast imperial power formed by 70,000 emperor bones.

And above it, there is a heaven formed by the primordial fire condensed into substance.

Qin Xuan's pupils trembled slightly. 70,000 emperor bones were too terrifying.

Li Hongchen and Shi Ling had already trembled and almost knelt down.

The power of the emperor was unimaginable. Even if this world was unknown how vast, the emperor's power spread out, with strengths and weaknesses. For them, it was like the fear of an ant looking at the sky.

"What are these? Corpses!?"

"What exactly exists in the secret realm of the emperor clan?"

A faint, panic-stricken, uneasy, trembling voice came from behind Qin Xuan.

"You stay where you are. The emperor's power is the weakest here. Don't move!" Qin Xuan said, and he looked at Li Hongchen and Shi Ling.

It can be felt that their state of mind is about to be broken.

The Red Dust Immortal is just a fairyland. In the fairyland, let alone the bones of the Great Emperor, even saints and Daluo Immortal Venerables are not existences that can be seen in the fairyland.

However, this is also a test for Li Hongchen and Shi Ling. If they can withstand the power of the emperor, the benefits they get will naturally be incomparable.

As for Qin Xuan, his eyes have regained calmness.

He was surprised and shocked by the number of emperor bones here, but for him, Qin Changqing, it was not enough to be afraid.

Because even if there are 70,000 emperor bones, they are not as good as him!

Qin Xuan walked to an emperor bone, and his Changqing immortal body seemed to be about to collapse.

He looked at this great emperor, "There is no record of it. It is not the great emperor of this era. But judging from its emperor essence, it should be from the Nether Fire Era. That era respected the underworld. This is a great emperor of the underworld."

Qin Xuan murmured softly. In front of him, there was endless chaos, but he could still distinguish some from it.

This bone has four arms and six feet. It is not a human race. It is somewhat similar to a large clan in the underworld today. However, the large clans in the underworld combined may not be comparable to this emperor.

Qin Xuan took a look at this bone and shook his head slightly.

He then stepped forward and walked towards another bone. This bone was extremely huge, a thousand feet long, as if roaring to the sky. The emperor's aura on his body was even more terrifying. Even if they were separated by an unknown long time, they still had the terrifying fighting spirit and ferocity.

"The Giant Spirit Clan? They are not from this era. What did they encounter in the secret realm of the Emperor Clan? Did they eventually fall here after being defeated?" Qin Xuan frowned. These emperors were too old. There were too many ancient eras. For this era, these emperors might not even have records.

However, this also further proves the horror of the secret realm of the Emperor Clan, which is so long that it is hard to believe.

He stepped again, wanting to pass by the Giant Spirit Emperor. Suddenly, his eyes paused.

He saw that the Giant Spirit Clan seemed to have some writing under their hands.

Qin Xuan turned around and looked at the hand bones of the Great Emperor.

The writing was extremely old and difficult to recognize. It could even be said to be two civilizations. It was like playing the lute to a cow. How could one understand it?

As for understanding its meaning, Qin Xuan thought about it for a while and had no intention of doing so for the time being.

His Emperor's Mind could be used now, but if he wanted to understand the writing of this Great Emperor, he would be seriously injured.

If the writing left by this Great Emperor was useless, he would have wasted a lot of time.

Qin Xuan first wrote down this writing and imprinted it in his mind.

Then, he stepped again. There were too many Emperor bones. It was hard to imagine that the Supreme Emperor in the Immortal Realm had more than 70,000 bones in this secret realm of the Emperor Clan.

When did the Great Emperor become so cheap?

However, compared to the long years, these more than 70,000 Great Emperors were probably just a drop in the ocean.

The life span of a great emperor is one million, which is close to ten million in the world of cultivation.

In a hundred million years, it is already the limit to have a hundred great emperors.One hundred billion means one hundred thousand emperors.

And these one hundred thousand emperors are only the number of an era. How many eras have there been in the past?

Qin Xuan sighed softly. Even though the emperors were peerless, they were insignificant in the face of the long years and eras.

In the immortal land, the emperors were supreme and almost omnipotent.

He, Qin Changqing, was invincible in his previous life, but he was powerless in the face of the long river of time.

There are always people beyond the sky, and only when you reach the top of the world can you truly see how vast the existence outside the sky is.

The so-called supreme is just a starting point in the eyes of higher beings.

Finally, Qin Xuan saw an emperor of this era.

"Emperor Wanchu!? He actually fell here!?"

Qin Xuan's eyes trembled slightly. At the beginning of this era, there was darkness and chaos everywhere.

No one was in charge of the way of heaven, and the immortal land was even more bloody, not to mention the world of cultivation.

Everyone was fighting for the saint and the throne. Every saint and emperor almost fought their way out of the sea of ​​blood.

The one who finally ended the dark turmoil and the bloody era was a great emperor, known as the Cangtian Emperor.

After the era of the Cangtian Emperor, the Wanchu Emperor also roamed the immortal land and finally disappeared. However, the Wanchu Emperor Palace he left behind is still a supreme inheritance in the immortal world. It exists in the seven forbidden areas and is longed for by all immortals.

Who would have thought that such an existence would fall in this secret realm of the emperor clan.

Qin Xuan looked at the corpse of the Wanchu Emperor, shook his head slightly, and then he stepped forward again.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan seemed to notice something.

He turned his head abruptly and looked at an existence hidden in the darkness.

In the darkness, it seemed that the emperor's bones inside could not be seen, but the outline of the coffin was vaguely presented in the darkness.

Darkness is hard to distinguish, but the coffin seems to be extremely powerful.

Compared with the Wanchu Emperor, it is several times more powerful. What Qin Xuan noticed most was that before the darkness, there were words imprinted on a broken tile. The broken tile was a fragment of the emperor's weapon. With Qin Xuan's current body, even if he touched it, he would be shattered by the fragment.

At this moment, Qin Xuan's eyes seemed to be burning with fire.

There was a line of words on the broken tile.

Qin Xuan seemed to have roots under his feet. Looking at the fragment of the emperor's weapon, something in his heart seemed to be solved.

"Xu Shan... Xian..."

"Is it true what she said in the past?"

Qin Xuan murmured softly, his face showing a complex expression, and even a hint of confusion, bewilderment, and unbelievable.

Xu!

Xu Shan!

Xian! ?

What is the connection? The things that had puzzled him for a long time, now, seem...

The clouds have been cleared to see the light!