Rebirth of the Urban Madman

"That's all!"

Qin Xuan suddenly stopped in the air. He looked at the Heavenly Punishment Demonic Wind, which was less than a hundred feet away and approaching, and there was no escape.

He condensed his hands, and a fairy spirit rose around him, as if he had turned into a longevity tree.

"This is..."

The Mo Yu brothers and sisters' eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance, and Qin Xuan's holy heart moved in his sea of ​​consciousness.

A monstrous holy power suddenly erupted from the longevity tree.

"Holy power!"

"Sure enough, he is the descendant of a saint!"

Zhen Qianzhou looked at this scene and couldn't help but gasp.

Holy power, Qin Changqing must have a holy weapon or a saint's thing in his hand to have such a strong holy power.

A faint chill flashed across Qin Xuan's eyes, and he was about to sacrifice his holy heart, but suddenly, his face was slightly shaken.

In the distance, the dark demonic wind suddenly disappeared.

As if the tide receded, this scene made everyone stunned.

Qin Xuan stared into the distance, and between his wrists, seventeen holy bones were ready to go.

An old man was walking barefoot at the end of his sight.

The old man was in tattered clothes, his eyes were chaotic, like a walking corpse.

And there was a dark bead between the old man's eyebrows, which was condensed by the Heavenly Punishment Demonic Wind and condensed into substance.

The old man gently took the bead from his eyebrows and placed it in the palm of his hand.

Then, he blew gently, and the bead disappeared here like a ray of faint light.

Qin Xuan frowned, and his face became extremely solemn for the first time.

Mo Yu and his sister, Zhen Qianzhou and his sister, were all shocked at this moment.

The Heavenly Punishment Demonic Wind, which even the Holy Soldiers could only block, was actually played around by this old man.

Who is this old man?

Zhen Qianzhou and Luo Fuxian thought of the records in the clan, "Could it be that it is the spirit of the Great Emperor buried in the Emperor's Mausoleum!?"

"The Great Emperor!?"

The brother and sister felt as if they had fallen into reincarnation.

The Great Emperor is the true peak existence in the fairy world. His ancestors are saints, but they are still insignificant in front of the Great Emperor.

At this moment, Mo Yu and his sister were sweating coldly.

Their bodies could not help but tremble, and this fear came from their hearts.

The old man walked slowly and came.

"You, come to kill me!?"

Qin Xuan opened his thin lips slightly, his face solemn.

Such words, in front of the old man, seemed to be unheard.

For a hundred breaths, even Qin Xuan did not move rashly, staring at the barefoot, ragged old man.

The old man walked in front of Qin Xuan, less than three feet away, and stepped quietly.

"It's fate that we can meet in this great mausoleum of the emperor!"

"Do you have any troubles? I can help you with one thing!"

The old man's voice was solemn, and no emotion could be seen in his chaotic eyes.

Qin Xuan's brows suddenly relaxed, and his solemnity dissipated. He smiled lightly and said, "What a fate!"

"Of course it's a good fate!" The old man smiled, and his smile made people feel like spring breeze.

"Send them away, leave this mausoleum of the emperor, and go to the edge!" Qin Xuan said softly.

The old man's chaotic eyes stared at Qin Xuan quietly.

"Okay, as you wish!"

After the voice fell, the old man flicked his sleeves slightly, and in an instant, a huge vortex appeared above the entire God and Demon Mine.

Then, Luo Fuxian and the other four were sucked into the vortex by an irresistible force before they could say anything.

Under the whirlpool, only Qin Xuan and the old man were left, with a pair of calm eyes and a pair of chaotic eyes, staring at each other quietly.

The world seemed to be silent at this moment.

"You, came to find me!?" Qin Xuan put away the Wind and Thunder Fairy Wings and landed on the ground.

"No, this is fate, wonderful!" The old man laughed.

"The change of burying the emperor's mausoleum has been suppressed?" Qin Xuan looked at the old man, "It seems that the Xu family has taken action, which one is it?"

A faint light suddenly flashed in the old man's chaotic eyes, as if a thunderbolt penetrated the chaos.

He looked at Qin Xuan and did not speak for a full hundred breaths.

Finally, he smiled leisurely, "Xu Ziqing, that old guy, suppressed it for forty-three years. I will need to suppress it for a while if I stay here!"

"Some people say that you are the emperor from a thousand years later. Now I see that it is true!"

The old man looked at Qin Xuan and sat down on the spot.

Qin Xuan also sat cross-legged, dressed in white and tattered clothes, two figures quietly sat cross-legged above the God and Demon Mine.

"She asked you to suppress it, it seems that she wants to be canonized and bound as an emperor!"

"With your order, the emperor, open the beginning of this catastrophe!"

Qin Xuan took a stone and dropped it on the ground casually. The internal force collided with a piece of broken stone, shaking the other side.

The old man also took out a stone, "I am already old, in another seven hundred years, I am afraid that my strength will not be as good as that of a newly promoted emperor."

"NoIf you leave a place for the future generations!"

"This life is the first in Taichu, but my Hunyuan lineage is not weak either."

Qin Xuan glanced at her, "She is still the same, which is why I don't like her, but she has never been wrong."

"You have also practiced hard for a lifetime, and you have descendants. You are not yet a talent, and you are willing to be abandoned. You have suffered!"

The old man looked at Qin Xuan and suddenly smiled.

"Not many people in the fairy world dare to mention that person so lightly. It seems that she can make a plan for you. The secrets of you are far more than I know."

"I came to find you just to see you. How can that person who believes so firmly exist!"

"It's a pity that it's better not to see it than to see it. I wish it was my own descendant. I can't help but have a bit of murderous intent! "

The old man looked at Qin Xuan, and the stone in his hand shattered quietly and turned into powder.

Qin Xuan's figure was reflected in his eyes, and he took out another chess piece.

"When you see me, you ask about evil instead of good. I'm afraid that the disasters ahead of you are far beyond my imagination, or in other words, the moment you saw me, you have seen through my murderous intentions!"

"That's it!"

The old man's fingers moved slightly, and the stone fell into Qin Xuan's hands.

"When a person dies, it's like a lamp goes out, leaving only a wisp of smoke!"

"You should leave too. If you are noticed by those guys, you may not be able to leave this imperial tomb!"

Qin Xuan looked at the stone in his hand and said lightly: "Then they will stay in this imperial tomb completely!"

"I will come again sooner or later. Now I am weak and I am afraid that I can't even snap my fingers."

"Next time I come, they will know me. "

"If you can survive, try to live as long as possible!"

"There are still nine hundred years left. If you can wait, you can have a glimpse of immortality."

Qin Xuan put away the stone and slowly stood up.

He looked at the vortex in the air and sighed.

"Have you chosen which one?"

The old man was still sitting cross-legged, and he looked down at the ground.

"It depends on who is unlucky!"

Qin Xuan nodded gently, "Okay!"

Immediately, behind Qin Xuan, the wind and thunder fairy wings shook and disappeared from this world.

The old man raised his head slightly, but a faint smile flashed across his eyes. At this moment, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked within a radius of thousands of miles.

"Qing Emperor, Qin Changqing!"

"So, it looks like this."

The faint words spread under the God and Demon Mine. Immediately, in this broken world of thousands of miles, a figure was still stepping, and his back gradually lengthened and disappeared in this world.