Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Entering the Saint Realm, there are two titles: Saint and Half-Emperor.

Saints carry the virtue of Heaven. Some people become saints with great virtue, and some people become saints with strength.

Those who become saints with Heaven can be called saints, and they look down on the immortal land.

Those who become saints with their own strength, without seeking Heaven, can be called Half-Emperors.

The weapons of Half-Emperors seem to be in the same realm as Saint weapons, but in fact, they are far apart.

Qin Xuan held the Nine-Dragon Red Gold Stick and looked at the seven Hunyuan Immortals of the Taishi Clan.

All seven frowned slightly, and some were even puzzled.

"Golden Immortal, even if you give up this Half-Emperor weapon, what can you do?"

"Even if you can't hurt us!"

Taishi Rusheng spoke indifferently, and a Half-Saint weapon appeared in his hand, which was a big bow, which he slowly pulled open and pointed directly at Qin Xuan.

Immortal Yuan became an arrow, like a falling sun.

The other six Hunyuan Immortals were the same. The self-detonation of the holy weapon was indeed terrifying, but it did not mean that they would be afraid.

As the pride of the Taishi clan, their background was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Even if Qin Xuan self-detonated the Nine Dragon Red Gold Stick, it would be impossible for them to die.

Qin Xuan looked leisurely. He held the stick in one hand and smiled faintly at the seven immortals who were refining their magical powers and the posture of holy weapons.

Quietly, a strand of gray hair broke at the wrist where he held the stick.

In the Tianjiu Saint Pass, Taishi Futian chuckled.

"Are you going to move the saint bones?"

"It's a pity, swallowing one of my sons, so what?"

As he spoke, the saint bones appeared in front of Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan looked calm, "Everyone, this time, it's not up to you!"

The faint words sounded, and the remaining sixteen saint bones shook suddenly.

The monstrous holy power swept towards this world.

"Holy bones!"

"The aura of holy bones that I felt in Longmo before came from this person!?"

"How is it possible!? How can he, a Golden Immortal, hold sixteen holy bones!"

"He wants to use the remaining holy power in these holy bones to shock and kill the Immortal Lord of the Taishi clan!"

The eyes of the saints trembled slightly, and their eyes fell on Qin Xuan, all of them solemn.

Before, Qin Xuan detonated three holy weapons in succession. His actions were decisive and ruthless, and more like he had planned it in advance, which surprised them.

Those were holy weapons, each of which was at least worth 10 billion immortal coins.

A Golden Immortal, but he exploded at will without even frowning.

Not only that, they could see that Qin Xuan had not refined these holy weapons, and seemed to have been prepared to detonate these holy weapons long ago, finding the weak points of the holy weapons in them and leaving immortal essence to detonate them.

This was enough to surprise them, and now, Qin Xuan had sixteen bones of saints appearing around him.

Not only all living beings, but also the ancient and contemporary Tianjiao, were all stunned.

They looked at Qin Xuan, and the ancient immortal who had a vague killing intention towards Qin Xuan before could not help but feel cold in his heart.

If they really took action, who would live and who would die under these sixteen saint bones?

"Even the saint bones have been moved. If you can't kill these seven people, what will you do?" Tong Yuxian looked at Qin Xuan with a calm look.

She naturally knew where Qin Xuan got the saint bones, but from what she saw, it was probably the saint bones that Qin Xuan had the greatest foundation now.

Unlike her, she was a great emperor for hundreds of years, and the emperor weapons left behind in her previous life were treasures, too many of them.

But Qin Xuan did not come from the past, but would become an emperor in the future.

He did not have any chance left before reincarnation.

This road, he could only rely on his own accumulation bit by bit.

The pupils of the seven great immortals of the Taishi clan trembled slightly, and immediately, the magical powers and immortal weapons in their hands had already exploded.

Around Qin Xuan, sixteen golden holy rays flew out from the sixteen saint bones and sank into Qin Xuan's body.

In an instant, the void around Qin Xuan had already collapsed. A ray of holy power had almost shattered Qin Xuan's body in the past, not to mention the holy power left by the sixteen great saint bones.

At this moment, Qin Xuan's body collapsed with blood and flesh, and light rushed out from it, breaking through his body and hitting the white clothes with thousands of holes.

Qin Xuan didn't care. While the Changqing immortal body was being destroyed, it was constantly repairing.

The pain was as if each one was pierced by thousands of swords.

In front of him, several magical powers were destroyed by the terrifying residual power of the holy power, and the remaining four immortal weapons were also coming to kill him.

The wooden bowl holy weapon, the arrow of the semi-holy weapon, the jade hairpin of the semi-holy weapon, and the sword in the gourd of the semi-holy weapon.

One holy weapon, three semi-holy weapons, at this moment, all killed Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan endured the monstrous pain, his eyes were indifferent, and the nine-dragon red gold stick in his hand swept out.

The power of this stick was as if it crushed the world.

Qingdi Hall, Buddha Court Saint Divine Power, Eight Desolate Heaven and Earth Stick!

With one stick, the four immortal weapons all exploded, and then Qin Xuan took a step forward.

With this step, the space under his feet was cracked, and the earth, was directly crushed a thousand feet.

As the faces of the seven great immortals changed slightly, Qin Xuan seemed to be unable to stop the trend and directly hit the immortal.

His speed was so terrifying that even Qin Xuan seemed to be unable to control it.

Immediately, the immortal was directly hit by Qin Xuan and vomited blood and flew away. His immortal essence was shattered before he could react.

A stick fell on his head.

Boom!

It can be seen that his head was instantly shattered and turned into nothingness at this moment, and his snow-white hair was annihilated by this stick.

The power of a saint, the divine power of entering the saint!

One stick!

The Taishi Emperor Clan, the sixth level of Hunyuan Tianjiao died!

This scene almost shocked the other six Taishi clans Tianjiao.

"Retreat!"

Taishi shouted loudly, his eyes full of solemnity.

"He already has the power comparable to that of a saint. If we are not careful, we will die here!"

"Xu Long has already died. No more deaths are allowed!"

Their faces were almost solemn to the extreme. The fact that a sixth-turn golden immortal could hold sixteen saint bones was enough to shock them.

And Qin Xuan could withstand the terrifying saint power and even use it to be on par with saints.

No wonder it took seven of them to kill a sixth-turn golden immortal.

Before the six people dispersed, Qin Xuan stepped again.

He rushed directly to one of them, who had already reacted.

The wooden bowl of the holy weapon had already appeared in front of him and turned into a shield.

This person was also the strongest among the seven, reaching the peak of the sixth level of Hunyuan.

Holding the holy weapon, it would be difficult for a true saint to kill him.

"I'll fight it head-on, you kill it!"

The man's voice slowly spread to the ears of the other five people, and suddenly, the Nine Dragons Red Gold Stick collided with the wooden bowl.

In an instant, part of the space collapsed, revealing a dark void.

The Immortal Venerable of the Taishi Clan groaned, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and the Hunyuan Immortal Power in his body, plus the Immortal Law, was constantly refined into this holy weapon.

Qin Xuan didn't think so, and stopped with one stick, and then another stick fell.

After three full sticks, the wooden bowl holy weapon was shaken away.

Five immortal soldiers had already come to kill him around him, almost like a net of heaven and earth, blocking all Qin Xuan's retreat routes.

Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, he held the stick in one hand and made a seal with the other.

I saw that around him, a wisp of holy power evolved into a purple mountain.

The Nine Dragons Red Gold Stick in Qin Xuan's hand swept out, accompanied by blood spurting from his mouth, and shook the five immortal soldiers away in succession.

In his other hand, the purple mountain had already killed the immortal holding the wooden bowl.

The Hongmeng lineage, with the divine power of the saint, destroyed the ancient holy mountain!