Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Qin Xuan held the Eternal Sword in his hand, and the Nine Nether Saint Yuan was lingering in it.

A touch of coldness swept across the many green vines.

He jumped up from the green vines, and the bone beads emerged from his wrist.

This is a holy corpse. Even if it is controlled by evil thoughts, it cannot be shaken by Hunyuan.

To survive from death, I am afraid the only way is to borrow the power of the saint.

In this mine, Qin Xuan avoided the green vines one after another, with light flashing in his eyes.

There are still 19 bone beads in his wrist that can be moved, but that requires the approval of the saint, and it will also make him contaminated with great cause and effect.

Qin Xuan never wants to use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

External force is external force after all. If he keeps relying on it, the bone beads will run out sooner or later.

By then, he, the dignified Qing Emperor, will he have to wait for death?

Qin Xuan's thoughts flowed until the holy corpse shattered the vines and appeared in front of Qin Xuan.

"That's all!"

Qin Xuan sighed softly, and was about to shatter the gray hair that shuttled through the bone beads.

At this moment, a roar stopped abruptly.

At the same time, Qin Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stepped suddenly to avoid the palm of the holy corpse.

He glanced behind him, and saw that a crack suddenly appeared where the magic flower was, and there was a terrifying force that was enough to easily destroy the power of Hunyuan, bursting out from it.

Boom!

This huge force directly hit the purple-clothed holy corpse, and in an instant, the holy corpse was blown away like a cannonball.

"What!?"

A huge cave was blasted out of the mine, and the purple-clothed holy corpse slowly stood up from it.

The unbelievable voice of the evil thought resounded in the mine.

Qin Xuan slowly looked at the location of the magic flower, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

The magic flower split into two, and in Qin Xuan's pupils, a headless saint corpse slowly emerged.

This saint corpse was in tattered clothes, and there was a red mark on its right wrist.

It was the headless saint corpse that Qin Xuan encountered at the beginning, and it seemed to be looking for Qin Xuan.

"It actually chased here!"

"What is it looking for with such a strong obsession?"

Qin Xuan murmured softly, and he glanced at the headless saint corpse.

The headless saint corpse stood quietly, seemingly headless, but seemed to be looking at Qin Xuan, waiting quietly, as if in the past.

"Emperor Lotus!"

The voice of evil thoughts sounded, as if it was saying the name of the saint corpse with a broken hand.

The evil thoughts seemed to be full of incredible, and the purple-clothed saint corpse also stood there, without moving rashly.

"Emperor Lotus Saint?"

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, and the saint he knew did not have this name.

After all, it is not this era. There are too many things buried in the fairy world.

One in front and one behind, they are all saint corpses. Qin Xuan stepped on the foot and went to the saint corpse with a broken hand.

This saint corpse with a broken hand did not know what it wanted, but at least, it was not malicious, otherwise it would have taken action long ago and would not wait until now.

The evil thought seemed to be anxious. Under its control, the purple-clothed saint corpse shook and stepped before Qin Xuan, passing by a trail of afterimages.

At the moment when the purple-clothed saint corpse approached, the saint corpse with a broken hand moved.

Its palm turned into a fist, and with a bang, a punch fell on the chest of the purple-clothed saint corpse.

Boom!

In an instant, the purple-clothed saint corpse was directly blown away. Not only that, it directly blasted through a cave of ten feet on the mine wall.

On the mine wall, cracks spread, and the creatures in the caves around seemed to be waking up.

Qin Xuan took a deep breath and looked at the saint corpse with a broken hand.

"It seems that I owe you this favor!"

He never thought that this handless saint corpse would really attack the purple-clothed saint corpse.

In Qin Xuan's mind before, even if he could block it a little, he could use it to leave.

But now it seems that it is not necessary.

Even if the corpses fight, I am afraid... this God and Demon Mine will riot. The corpse of the saint can also suppress Hunyuan. The fight between two saint corpses is enough to destroy the area within a radius of ten thousand miles.

Qin Xuan's mind was raised to the extreme. He never relaxed. The collapse of the God and Demon Mine was also a great disaster. If the mine collapsed, he would be buried in it, which was also a great danger.

While Qin Xuan was thinking, the evil thought suddenly let out a shrill scream.

Immediately, a faint flash of lightning flashed on the purple-clothed saint corpse.

The power of a saint cannot be insulted lightly. Even if they are both saint corpses, the pride in the purple-clothed saint corpse's blood and bones will never allow other saints to challenge him.

The handless saint corpse took action, triggering the saintly essence in the purple-clothed saint corpse.

Immediately, a touch of holy thunder power flashed on the purple-clothed saint corpse, and it directly blasted towards the handless saint.

The handless saint slapped down his palm, directly shattering the holy thunder power, and thunder power burst out like lightning, blasting in all directions!

Wherever the holy thunder power passed, the mine wall was like paper, easily pierced, torn, and annihilated in this thunder light.

This thunder light spread for a full ten thousand feet, and the entire mine cave was filled with thunder.Inside, there were thousands of holes.

Qin Xuan's pupils shrank, avoiding the terrifying holy thunder. If he was hit, he would be seriously injured if not dead.

However, there was no surprise on his face. The power of the saint was enough to look down on the fairy world. Even his corpse was not something that could be matched by those below the saint.

All those below the saint were ants, and this was not just a description.

This was the truth!

The terrifying holy energy swept over, and the saint with the broken hand also moved. He pinched his fingers like a spell, and a shadow of the lotus platform appeared in Qin Xuan's eyes.

This time, Qin Xuan's heart was slightly shaken.

The lotus platform has nine colors, the nine-color emperor lotus! ?

The nine-color emperor lotus platform that the mysterious woman had stepped on before, this saint with the broken hand actually used the holy method to transform into this shape.

"No wonder he stood there for so long, not even caring about my leaving!"

"It seems that this saint has a great connection with that woman!"

Qin Xuan murmured in his heart, and then he saw the nine-colored emperor lotus spinning, and waves of terrifying emperor energy filled the air.

With one spin, the surrounding mine walls of a hundred feet became nothingness.

Even the purple-clothed saint corpse was shocked back by the holy energy, and a streak of holy lightning in front of him was like a knife, cutting off the holy energy.

In the second spin, the holy energy had spread a thousand feet, and everything was annihilated into nothingness under the rotation of the nine-colored emperor lotus.

Including the corpse of the demon flower, all were annihilated.

Qin Xuan was already prepared. He cut open a place under his feet and rushed into it to avoid the holy energy.

In the distance, a purple figure behind merged into the ground.

The nine-colored emperor lotus has rotated for the third time.

This time, the mine walls of a radius of ten thousand feet disappeared completely.

Among them, there was even a mining insect in the fifth level of Hunyuan, which was quietly annihilated in it.

There was even a ghost corpse of a vengeful spirit, which screamed miserably and was then destroyed.

The purple-clothed holy corpse retreated seven steps in succession.

At this moment, the purple-clothed holy corpse shook his hand, and a blazing golden thunder slowly condensed in front of him, turning into a thunder map.

In the thunder map, there seemed to be nine thunderclouds of different colors rolling, containing at least nine kinds of holy thunder.

Immediately, in this thunder map, nine holy thunders burst out, forcibly breaking through the emperor's essence, and fell on the nine-colored lotus platform.

Qin Xuan's face suddenly changed, and the Eternal Sword in his hand suddenly swallowed the power of heaven and earth and slashed down.

With one sword, he broke through the ground for more than ten feet, but Qin Xuan did not spare any strength and slashed again.

There was a thunder light on his head, and the outlines of two holy corpses could be vaguely seen.

There was also a flash of lightning, rushing towards Qin Xuan. This was holy lightning. Even if the Immortal Master Hunyuan was affected by the aftermath, he would probably be...

buried on the spot!