Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Luo Fuxian, Zhen Qianzhou and the other four all looked up, dumbfounded.

They looked at the storm of speechless resentful souls in front of them, almost falling into a state of stagnation.

In the huge storm, some resentful souls seemed to have noticed the four people.

Accompanied by the sound of crying, resentful souls rained down and killed everyone in an instant.

In Qin Xuan's hand, the Eternal Sword suddenly appeared.

On his sword, the power of Zhuxian Tianjian was covered, and then, a sword was slashed out!

Puff puff puff...

The resentful souls shattered one after another, wailing and dodging to the sides.

"Qin Changqing, didn't you say that this resentful soul will not hurt people?"

Zhen Qianzhou saw Qin Xuan's actions and seemed to have noticed something. The fairy treasure in his hand emerged and rushed to the resentful soul that was rushing towards him.

"That was before. The Nine-turn Bloodwood Flower is in this vortex!"

Qin Xuan said calmly, "If you want to get it, you must kill it!"

"Most of these resentful souls are Hunyuan and Daluo souls, and their strength will not exceed Daluo Eight Turns!"

As soon as the voice fell, the Wind and Thunder Fairy Wings behind Qin Xuan had already spread out. With a shake of the wings, he went straight to the endless resentful souls and killed them.

Luo Fuxian and others looked at it and were slightly shocked.

"Kill!"

Zhen Qianzhou shouted, and four treasures appeared in his hands. He stepped on the ground and followed Qin Xuan. The fairy treasures continued to disperse the resentful souls.

The Mo brothers and sisters looked solemn, and each activated the fairy treasure and soared into the sky.

Qin Xuan held the sword, and the power of the Immortal Punishment had the power to restrain the soul, which was almost twice the result with half the effort.

Under his Eternal Sword, countless resentful souls were chopped to pieces until he rushed into the storm of resentful souls.

Boom!

The moment he rushed into the storm of resentful souls, his eyes suddenly became dark, and there seemed to be thunder roaring in his ears, and his consciousness seemed to float out of his body.

Qin Xuan had expected this, but in just a moment, he came to his senses and shook the Eternal Sword.

Qingdi Palace, Buddha Court, and the Sword of Life-Saving!

A vast sword light swept across the world, forcibly killing a passage for the resentful souls approaching the sea.

Behind him, exclamations rang out.

Zhen Qianzhou, Luo Fuxian, Mo Yu, and Mo Xuan had some scars on their bodies.

They were pale and their consciousness seemed a little chaotic.

"There is a force that affects the origin of the soul, which is why so many resentful souls are gathered into a storm!"

"It's not easy for you to survive in the Burial Emperor's Mausoleum!"

Qin Xuan murmured softly. Seeing this scene, experienced people can sense it.

The strange phenomenon had its own source, but the four people were so careless that they got injured.

Not only that, there was a soul poison on the resentful soul, which was enough to paralyze the immortal thoughts and gradually separate the immortal thoughts from the body.

Qin Xuan took a deep breath and looked up at the endless resentment and the huge vortex.

In this vortex, there was a flower that was three feet big, as white as snow, with wisps of golden veins spreading on it.

Nine-turn bloodwood flower!

This flower seemed to grow in the vortex.

In the wind and thunder fairy wings behind Qin Xuan, he condensed the spell in his hand and activated the Daluo fairy method.

Qingdi Hall, Buddha Court Fairy Jue, Tianluo Soul Subduing Finger!

Qin Xuan pinched the spell into a finger, and a vast golden light rushed into the sky.

It spread for a thousand feet, and the wind and thunder fairy wings behind Qin Xuan shook.

"May you be blessed!"

He turned around, looked at the four people, and shook his head slightly.

Immediately, it flapped its wings and soared three feet into the sky.

One after another, the resentful souls were shattered and scattered by the golden light of this finger, and then gathered again on the side.

In the thousand feet, Qin Xuan moved the Eternal Sword in his hand again, and the Sword of Life-Saving was used, and the sword light split a full 1,300 feet.

The Wind and Thunder Fairy Wings fluttered, and it soared into the air again, heading towards the blood wood flower in the vortex.

The closer it was to the top, the stronger the power that shook the soul became. Even the Qingdi Palace in Qin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness was trembling slightly.

Since Qin Xuan entered the fairy world, he has not practiced the immortal thoughts too much, but now he is comparable to the seventh level of the court.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the immortal thoughts trembled slightly, and he moved his magical power again.

A wisp of the Nine Nether Saint Yuan flew out of his body and shuttled among the resentful souls. Wherever the Saint Yuan passed, the resentful souls were all frozen and fell to the ground.

He kept using the Eternal Sword and the Immortal Art in his hands. After about a hundred breaths, Qin Xuan didn't know how many feet in the air he was in, but the Nine-Turn Bloodwood Flower was already close to him.

Behind him, Luo Fuxian and the other four were still fighting desperately, soaring into the sky along the path he had taken.

It can be seen that all four of them had many scars on their bodies.

At this moment, Qin Xuan's face changed slightly, and a terrifying sound came from the vortex in the air.

Qin Xuan condensed the Art in his hands and immediately closed his ears. Even so, his body was slightly startled.

Immediately, a dark wind rolled out from the vortex and came towards Qin Xuan.

"Yellow Spring Ghost Wind!"

Qin Xuan's pupils trembled, even if it wasHe had to retreat at this moment.

The dark wind rolled down, and the resentful souls were directly wiped out in it, and could not be restored.

Before Qin Xuan could avoid it, the surrounding void shook slightly, as if it was twisted, and even Qin Xuan's body seemed to be twisted.

Qin Xuan's face changed suddenly. This was the fairyland, not the cultivation world.

The distortion of space was enough to make his body fall apart.

The space here was too unstable. The huge vortex was essentially a space channel.

In the fairyland, Daluo could understand some Qiankun secrets, but only Hunyuan Fang could travel through space.

In Qin Xuan's body, the Eternal Evergreen Art was running wildly, and he suddenly uttered a word.

"Suppress!"

It was like a vast Buddhist sound, coming from his body. Immediately, the wind and thunder fairy wings behind Qin Xuan shook, and he rushed out of this twisted space.

Qin Xuan's face was a little pale, and some distortions could be seen on his body. He slowly recovered under the magic of the Changqing Immortal Body. If it were someone else, he would have been seriously injured long ago.

Qin Xuan took a deep breath and looked at the ghost wind of the underworld. Wherever it passed, all the resentful souls turned into nothingness.

A faint light flashed in his eyes, and immediately, the wind and thunder fairy wings shook.

In front of him, the space was distorted, and there were even space cracks around the huge vortex.

If Qin Xuan fell into the space crack, his body would be split in two in an instant.

Qin Xuan relied on his experience in his previous life to shuttle through the space crack.

In the time of nearly an incense stick, there were many scars on his white clothes. Qin Xuan looked at the nine-turn bloodwood flower that was several feet big.

But he did not rush to pick it, but looked at the rhizome of the nine-turn bloodwood flower.

In this stem, there is a broken hand, with flesh and blood still there, quietly in the center of this vortex.

That is the hand of the saint!

Qin Xuan's eyes condensed slightly, and his premonition came true.

The saint's broken hand caused the space to be turbulent. At the end of this vortex, there is a space channel, a space channel leading to the depths of the tomb of the emperor.

Qin Xuan's wind and thunder fairy wings shook, and a space crack appeared out of thin air where he was before.

He looked at the Nine-turn Bloodwood Flower for a long time without moving.

"Qin Xuan!"

Just then, a voice sounded.

Zhen Qianzhou and the other four had appeared behind Qin Xuan, and all four of them were seriously injured.

The four of them worked together to get here, behind Qin Xuan.

"Nine-turn Bloodwood Flower!?"

The Mo family brothers and sisters all showed joy on their faces.

They came here for this half-mixed medicine, the Nine-turn Bloodwood Flower.

Qin Xuan turned his head and glanced at the four people. Finally, he moved the Eternal Sword in his hand and chopped at the broken hand of the saint.

The sword flashed, and the blood wood flower fell.

The broken hand of the saint, at this moment, was like a pressure on the universe, and the whole vortex, at this moment, seemed to be stagnant.

The power of the saint should not be insulted lightly!

Even if it was just a broken hand, the saint had died, how could he cut it off! ?

Boom!

The vast power of the saint, at this moment, almost made this space stagnant to the extreme.

Even Qin Xuan could not move!