Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The man in white rode a crane away.

Only three figures were left, looking at the mess.

The space was healing little by little, but the sword marks on the earth that seemed to have cut through this dangerous place could not be healed.

"Too horrible, one sword, just one sword, and the underworld beast with the power of a half-saint fell!"

"He is a human, and he doesn't seem to be a creature of the underworld. Is he from the five domains of the fairy world?"

"Has anyone in the five domains of the fairy world become a saint?"

The three of them looked at each other, and saw the endless horror on each other's faces.

...

In the ghost den of the underworld, the crane transformed by Luo Heijiao flew into the sky.

The man in red was playing with the seven underworld heart cores, full of curiosity.

Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking quietly ahead. He didn't know whether he was watching the scenery of this ghost den or thinking.

At least, from his still calm expression, there was no sign of it.

About half an hour later, the Ghost Forest of the Netherworld was completely swept away.

In front of them was a rugged mountain, on which there was a faint terrifying aura of evil.

The light red aura of evil, like a sea of ​​fog, filled the mountain and rolled down.

Luo Heijiao suddenly said, "Emperor Qing, the mountain ahead seems to be dangerous."

The pair of crane pupils were slightly solemn, as if they had sensed something in the mountain ahead.

"It's okay, just cross it!"

Qin Xuan spoke slowly, and Luo Heijiao heard it, and immediately, his wings fluttered, approaching the bloody fog of the evil mountain.

At the moment it approached, suddenly, in this bloody fog, there was a faint roar of roaring.

The large piece of bloody fog turned into a huge giant, with a palm as big as a mountain, and one hand almost covered all three people.

Luo Heijiao could not help but shout angrily. Above the white crane, golden mist rolled, and a sky wheel appeared on it, slowly rotating.

Boom!

Luo Heijiao carried the two people and attacked the blood mist giant palm.

With a rumbling sound, he broke through the giant palm and went upward.

Qin Xuan never moved from beginning to end. He seemed to have seen through the danger of this mountain.

"It is not easy for the mountains and wilds to become spirits. Get out of this way and don't destroy yourself!"

Qin Xuan spoke slowly. He looked at the giant. His voice was like thunder, rising slowly, as if piercing through the blood mist and the living creatures.

This mountain, because of the years, became a spirit, swallowing the endless resentment of the dead souls and lives here, but like a god, guarding this side. The dead souls and bones under the mountain are all controlling the blood mist evil spirits and the power of the mountain veins.

The giant looked at Qin Xuan on the white crane. In front of it, Qin Xuan looked like an ant.

But even this ant made the mountain spirit feel a sense of crisis.

In the end, the giant looked at the white crane flying into the sky and never moved again.

Until the white crane left, the white clothes disappeared, and the giant turned into a vast blood mist and returned to the mountain.

In the mountain, the ground shook and the rocks changed, and a slightly old face emerged.

"The human race in the fairy world!"

He spit out four words, and finally the face disappeared, and the giant mountain returned to its original state.

"Brother Changqing, did the mountain spirit just stop like this!?" Qin Hongyi was a little confused. Although she was born in the underworld, the underworld was as big as the entire fairy world, so she naturally couldn't know everything.

"What if I stop? What if I don't stop!" Qin Xuan smiled faintly, "If you know how to advance and retreat, you can save your life. If you don't know how to advance and retreat, your life and death will be in jeopardy!"

"The longer you live, the more cunning these creatures are. They know what it means to seek benefits and avoid harm."

Qin Hongyi looked back at the mountain behind him and said with a smile, "Yes, if he dares to block Brother Changqing's way, beat him!"

Qin Xuan laughed dumbly, "Yes, beat him!"

...

There is indeed a risk of falling saints in the Netherworld, but Qin Xuan has been here before and knows all the risks here.

The white crane soared into the sky and ran rampant all the way. Some creatures were ignorant of life and death, such as the Nether Corpse Beast. The weak ones could be directly destroyed by Luo Heijiao with the Heavenly Wheel without Qin Xuan even taking action.

This dangerous forbidden land seemed like a leisurely stroll in front of Qin Xuan and his party.

Until, in front of a overlapping mountain, Luo Heijiao stopped slightly.

In front of us, holy bans appeared above the sky, and the dark mist seemed to swallow everything.

The white crane fell from the sky and turned into a human form. Luo Heijiao respectfully stepped back half a step and followed Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi.

"There should be a holy bone here!"

Qin Xuan said, "Be careful, don't be naughty!"

"I know, Hongyi will be careful!" Hongyi held Qin Xuan's hand. Although she was a little naughty at ordinary times, she was not a person who didn't know what was good for her and acted recklessly.

It's just that she likes the feeling of being spoiled by Qin Xuan and enjoys it.

Qin Xuan was also happy like this. He was ashamed of his previous life. As long as Hongyi asked for something, he would respond if he could.

Immediately, Qin Xuan stepped on the, a group of three people entered the black fog of the Holy Forbidden.

It was dark all around, and one could not see one's hand in front of one's face. There were some illusions in his heart.

Qin Xuan looked indifferent, and the power of the sky was evolving in the Emperor's Peak, opening up a safe place.

Suddenly, a purple-black vine emerged from the void in front of Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan tapped his feet lightly, and the five-element mysterious wings spread out, and in an instant, he pulled the red clothes across here.

That was the Holy Forbidden, and each vine had extremely terrifying power.

Although the power of the Holy Forbidden weakened with the passage of time, it was still enough to sweep across the Hunyuan.

In the black fog, Qin Xuan stopped, and the vines behind him were flying, but it was difficult to reach this place.

Qin Xuan did not care, pulling the red clothes, and Luo Heijiao followed carefully behind him, and continued to move forward.

About an incense stick of time, finally, in front of him, the black fog was faintly dissipated, and a large area of ​​Holy Forbidden was shrouded on a cliff.

There was a mysterious and obscure pattern on this cliff.

In each pattern, there was holy blood like mercury flowing slowly.

In the center of this cliff, there was a palace embedded in the cliff. Inside the palace, there was a holy corpse.

However, this holy corpse had lost its luster.

Qin Xuan looked at it and frowned slightly.

"Has the holy essence here been taken by someone?"

He looked at the holy corpse in the palace calmly. The holy power in the holy corpse had been completely annihilated and disappeared.

Qin Xuan's pupils became faintly deep, and there seemed to be a wisp of forbidden runes flashing inside.

In his pupils, a figure faintly emerged.

He used his magical power to carry the remaining breath of this place to evolve the holy essence that someone had taken away. At this moment, in his pupils, the condensed figure actually turned slowly, as if seeing Qin Xuan through this breath.

This person has a pair of blazing white horns on his forehead, which look like white jade, and there is a faint flow of holy energy that has turned into substance.

A face that is vaguely similar to the previous Luo Heijiao.

The difference is that there are six vertical marks on this person's forehead, like eyes.

"Who is spying on this saint!"

In Qin Xuan's pupils, the figure suddenly spoke.

The holy sound penetrated his ears, and Qin Xuan's head seemed to be blown apart at this moment, and his eyes seemed to be shattered directly.

Immediately, Qin Xuan snorted coldly, and the magical power in his eyes turned into nothingness. Although his eyes were a little painful, they were not damaged.

On the side, Qin Hongyi and Luo Heijiao naturally could not see the evolution of the magical power, and they looked at Qin Xuan in confusion.

"Luo Heitian, there are nine bones here, how many do you want to take?"

Qin Xuan said to himself indifferently, and when he turned around, he glanced at Luo Heijiao.

At that moment, Luo Heitian should have noticed Luo Heijiao.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm. He looked at the holy forbidden space here. Even if a saint could not deduce where he was, he could deduce where Luo Heijiao was.

It won't be long. I'm afraid...

The saint will come in person!

"Saint?" Qin Xuan's eyes were calm. He stepped slowly with a red robe, disappeared here, and went to the place where the other holy bones of the Netherworld Ghost Cave were.