Rebirth of the Urban Madman

A figure slowly walked out of the Dragon Desert.

Behind him, a large number of immortal ants became corpses, nearly thousands of them, and fell here.

"Bixi!"

Qin Xuan spoke lightly, and a black dragon emerged from the Daluo Black Dragon Gourd on his waist, sweeping away the corpses of thousands of immortal ants.

The wind and thunder fairy wings rose, and the golden wings vibrated, like a golden rainbow, disappearing on the Dragon Desert.

Seven hours later, in the Bianlong Valley, Qin Xuan stepped into the clouds and returned to the hall.

"These thousands of immortal ants can almost refine ten thousand cups of Yuanding Black Ant Wine!"

"With your Daluo Nine Turns, you can refine it within three days, right?"

Qin Xuan spoke slowly in the hall.

"Qingdi, it doesn't take three days, two and a half days are enough!"

Bixi responded, and Qin Xuan nodded slightly.

The previous Yuanding Black Ant Wine had already been swallowed up by him.

Since he has returned, he might as well refine some more.

Now the Yuan Ding Black Ant Wine has only a slight effect on his breakthrough, but it might as well accumulate a little to make a lot.

It has been almost nine months since the star was cut off.

In these nine months, Qin Xuan has been preparing to break through the third level of Daluo, but unfortunately, his progress is too slow.

For him now, unless it is the Hunyuan Immortal Medicine or even the elixir, ordinary Daluo things are insignificant to him.

According to Qin Xuan's estimation, if he breaks through to the third level with the things of Daluo, he is afraid that he will have to swallow a million immortal medicines, even if it is the eighth level of Daluo, it will be at least more than ten thousand.

Such a horrible consumption, I am afraid even those ancient creatures will be stunned.

After all, Hunyuan is Hunyuan, and Daluo is Daluo after all.

To enter the third level, with the help of the Holy Heart, he will need at least more than fifty Hunyuan First Level Immortal Medicines.

This is a huge fortune, I am afraid he will have to spend all his belongings before he can enter the third level.

The third turn is still like this, and above that, there are the fourth turn, the fifth turn, and even the ninth turn.

Qin Xuan sat cross-legged quietly, "I'm afraid that the clan will be exterminated, and it must be at least a sixth-level clan, or a whole sixth-level ore vein can allow me to enter the third turn, and ten sixth-level ore veins can enter the fourth turn."

"If it reaches the ninth turn, it will not be the fifth-level, but even the fourth-level Hunyuan ore vein!"

"A whole ore vein is the foundation of the clan, and no clan can give it up easily!"

Qin Changqing has always disdained to slaughter people wantonly. The rest of the ore veins are probably only in the depths of the Burial Emperor's Mausoleum.

After fighting with the immortals in this era, there are very few ore veins and immortal medicines in the periphery of the Burial Emperor's Mausoleum.

There are only some immortal medicines that grow in a short period of time. The older the age, the higher the efficacy of the immortal medicine, or the more ore veins accumulated, the less likely it is to exist in the periphery of the Burial Emperor's Mausoleum.

And in the depths, saints will also die, and Hunyuan will be in danger of death if they enter.

Qin Xuan's eyes slowly closed, "If the genius of the Thunder Blood Clan doesn't come again, then leave!"

"Just an ant, not worth my waiting here!"

Half a month later, outside the Bianlong Valley.

Someone walked with another person, overlooking the place covered by clouds and mist.

Lei Shaoji quietly looked at the misty Bianlong Valley, and a faint flash of lightning flashed in his eyes.

In an instant, his figure had disappeared.

The white fog hid the shadow of lightning, and there was no trace in an instant.

In the Bianlong Valley, the lightning spread, and Lei Shaoji overlooked the deep valley.

This was his second time here. The first time, he swept across the three great immortals in this valley, suppressed this valley, and made it his temporary residence.

At the moment when Lei Shaoji appeared, Xuan Jiyou, including the purple-clothed boy, a full seven figures, all from the ancient times, looked at where Lei Shaoji was.

They all walked out of the ban, and they were too familiar with the ban aura.

This is also how they can clearly distinguish who is the man of the present and who is from the ancient times.

And now, Lei Shaoji has never concealed it, as if he proudly told all the people in Dragon Valley here that he, Lei Shaoji, has returned.

In the hall, Qin Xuan held a cup of Yuanding Black Ant Wine and took a sip.

"Are you here?"

As the voice fell, a ray of lightning pierced through thousands of miles and went straight into the top of the hall.

"It's you, who killed my servant and took my valley!?"

Lei Shaoji stood on the hall, his pupils seemed to hide an endless sea of ​​thunder, like the pupils of the Thunder God.

His voice seemed to look down on the world and act in a domineering manner.

Qin Xuan gently dropped a cup of wine in his hand and held it in front of his chest, as if he regarded the ancient Tianjiao as nothing.

"The Thunder Blood Clan is just an ancient holy clan, what's so arrogant about it?"

Qin Xuan raised his eyes slightly and looked at Lei Shaoji.

A vast pressure was coming from Lei Shaoji's body, and even faintly caused strange phenomena in the world. Above the hall, the wind and clouds changed, turning into a huge vortex, and lightning flashed.

"Arrogant!"

"I, Lei Shaoji, will not kill nameless people!"

"Daluo Second Turn, have you broken through? If you can kill Hunyuan, you are also a genius in the world!"

"Sue my name, and I will record it in the Saint Path!"

His words were equally arrogant, as if he had becomeThe saint is right in front of us.

How many people in the world have such confidence?

Even the Immortal Master Hunyuan dared not believe in the path of sainthood so firmly.

Qin Xuan laughed dumbly and drank the glass of wine.

Then, he stood up slowly, his eyes dim.

"How can a mere ant be worthy of hearing my name?"

"This wine will be offered to you..."

In Qin Xuan's body, the Emperor Dust turned, the Longevity Wood swayed, and a faint divine light surrounded his body.

He opened his thin lips slightly, and his voice was like the wind.

"You are courting death!"

"You don't know whether to live or die!" Lei Shaoji's voice was cold and thunderous.

In an instant, the Wind and Thunder Fairy Wings appeared behind Qin Xuan, and the three-foot Eternal Sword in his hand was already cold.

The power of a hundred feet of heaven and earth was instantly immersed in it.

The Green Emperor Sword, kill Luo!

The sword controls the heaven and earth!

A sword beam suddenly rose from the hall, piercing through the sky.

Thousands of feet outside the hall, a figure had lightning on his hands, covering his hands.

"How can a mere sword move thunder!"

"If that's all you have, how dare you be my enemy!?"

A vast voice sounded at the end of the sword beam.

He put his hands together, imprisoning the sword beam of Zhan Luo, and then, black lightning spread from his palms to the sword beam.

Boom boom boom boom...

Thunder and sword beams intertwined, and in the air, it seemed as if huge explosions appeared one after another, roaring.

Qin Xuan looked at it and smiled without comment.

In the past, he used the sword of Zhan Luo, and it could be considered as full strength.

At that time, he was just a true immortal, but now, he has reached the second level of Daluo.

On the Eternal Sword, the power of the Golden Thunder fell into it.

Immediately, Qin Xuan took a step forward.

Qingdi Palace, Daoting Daluo Sword Art, and the Sword of Extermination without Light!

At this moment, the many black thunders exploded with a bang, and an invisible sword energy tore through the black thunder thousands of feet and slashed towards Lei Shaoji.

A trace of disdain flashed across Lei Shaoji's eyes. He pinched his fingers into a spell, and the thunder became a sword in front of him, all purple.

There were seven swords, each of which was condensed like a substance.

The Thunder Blood Clan, the Daluo Nine Revolutions Immortal Art.

The Seven Swords of Destruction!

The seven swords came out and collided with the Sword of Extermination without Light.

Boom boom boom boom...

Above the sky, there were golden arcs of lightning that burst out from the invisible sword energy, intertwining with the seven purple swords.

Under the confrontation, the earth cracked with a bang.

The entire Bianlong Valley was rumbling and shaking.

A thousand-foot crack appeared in this dragon valley.

One person in white and one in green, each standing on one side.

If the geniuses compete with each other, all living beings will be left in fear!