Rebirth of the Urban Madman

In the underworld, in the Nine Nether Emperor City.

In the Nine Nether Emperor City, on the top of a magnificent building.

Shrouded in clouds and mist, the holy ban is like a lock, intertwined in this building.

In the center of the intertwined chains, a figure slowly sits cross-legged in it.

Six vertical lines on the forehead, a pair of holy horns lingering, and silver-white hair falling on the waist.

This is a man with a demon-like face. Suddenly, his eyes slowly open a line.

"Interesting, you can actually spy on this saint in the underworld!"

He spoke slowly, his silver-white pupils like the desert world.

"The secrets of heaven are hard to predict, as if there is no such person in the world. It seems that there are also extraordinary people in this era."

"Come from the five domains of the fairy world?"

Luo Heitian slowly stood up, and the holy ban locks around him rumbled, opening a path for him.

He walked out of the room, and outside the door, six figures stood respectfully.

Of these six people, two are from the Gulun clan, and the other four are all geniuses in the Hunyuan realm.

Each of them is a semi-saint, and the six semi-saints here are respectful to Luo Heitian.

"Saint!"

The six people spoke and knelt on one knee.

"Get up!"

Luo Heitian spoke, and the holy voice was heard, and the six people dared to stand up.

"Black Demon, Cave Ghost, go to the Netherworld Ghost Cave."

Luo Heitian spoke indifferently, and he shook his palm, and Qin Xuan's appearance and figure appeared in front of the six people.

Among the six people, a middle-aged man with red horns and a man covered in green mist looked up at Qin Xuan and said hurriedly: "I will follow the order of the Saint!"

"Hei Jiao is behind this person and seems to be restrained. Bring Hei Jiao back. As for this person, if you can capture him, then capture him. If you can't..."

Luo Heitian waved his hand and said: "You can kill him!"

"Yes!"

Then, the two men turned around and walked out of the building respectfully.

Luo Heitian raised his hand, and a noble chair appeared out of thin air behind him. This chair was a semi-saint weapon.

He turned his hand into a fist, leaned his cheek on his hand, and said lightly: "It's not long since I became a saint, and my cultivation still needs to be stabilized. In addition, the Nine Nether Tongtian Conference is imminent. If not, I might go there in person."

"With the power of Hei Mo and Dong Gui, it should be enough below the saint!"

The remaining four people bowed their heads and did not dare to interrupt Luo Heitian casually.

"Nine Nether Emperor Clan, haven't you responded yet?"

Luo Heitian suddenly spoke, looking at the four people.

Among them, a woman with a snake-like figure and vertical pupils slowly said: "Saint, the Nine Nether Emperor Clan is still suppressing the forbidden area. Now the Nine Nether Emperor Clan is only led by a half-emperor. The half-emperor did respond, but he was delaying."

"I am not doing my job well, please punish me, Saint!"

The woman knelt on the ground with her head bowed.

Luo Heitian didn't care and said calmly: "After all, they are the imperial family. Although I have become a saint, I am probably insignificant in the eyes of the imperial family."

"However, under the canonization of the saint and the bound emperor, the Jiuyou imperial family will not despise me so much!"

"But wait a little longer!"

"I have only been a saint for a short time, and it will take some time to stabilize. After I stabilize, I will personally visit the Jiuyou imperial family!"

He looked at the four people gently, "Go, and don't neglect what I told you to do!"

"Yes!"

The four people responded immediately and then slowly retreated.

Luo Heitian looked at the empty pavilion quietly and chuckled.

"There are still six hundred years left before the Great Tribulation. Becoming a Saint is just the first step!"

"I don't know if I can survive this era. If I can, it's great. If not, I have to return to the forbidden land."

"What is Heaven waiting for? The game of canonizing the emperor is a big chess game. Even a saint is just a chess piece in it."

"Can I become an emperor in six hundred years? Difficult!"

There was a faint light flashing in his eyes. Although he became a saint, he could dominate the underworld under the current canonization of the emperor.

But at this point, Luo Heitian never advertised himself. Even in the underworld, few people knew that he had become a saint.

He was not interested in this.

Power, dominance, pride, what can a saint do?

The Great Tribulation is coming. In the Great Tribulation, a saint is just like a grain of sand.

Only by becoming an emperor can one be qualified to control life and death.

How many people who can become a saint would be willing to become a saint just for the sake of it?

"One hundred and thirty years, if you can win the first place in the conference, you can get the emperor medicine, and then go one step further, and be canonized as a saint and bound emperor. Sooner or later, there will be a time limit. Before grandfather enters the world, the foundation must be laid."

His eyes were a little hazy, but suddenly, he had stood up and returned to the room, and the holy forbidden sky locks were intertwined.

Silently, the door closed, covering the posture of becoming a saint.

...

In the ghost den of the underworld, Qin Xuan looked at a temple with a frown.

"The fourth holy bone was actually taken by Luo Hei."It is what God has given me."

"No wonder, he became a saint a hundred years earlier than in his previous life. Even if the cause and effect change, the resources needed to become a saint will not be reduced by a single point!"

"It seems that the speed of searching for resources to break through the realm has to be accelerated."

Qin Xuan said to himself, he turned around, stepped on the back of Luo Heijiao's crane, and went to the place where the fifth holy bone was.

In the ghost cave, the white crane flew across the sky, passing through dangerous places.

Until, under a mountain that reaches the sky, the white crane slowly landed.

Qin Xuan looked up and looked at the mountain that reaches the sky.

All around, there was a vast white fog, and the ghost cave's eerie aura was rare here, more like a holy place.

"This holy bone broke the nine hundredth section of the holy ladder. When Luo Heitian took the holy essence, he should not have become a saint yet."

"This saint came from the fairyland. With Luo Heitian's power, he may not be able to break it! "

Qin Xuan looked at the place covered by clouds and mist, and only a staircase appeared faintly in front of him.

This staircase is a test, and it is also a kind of inheritance, known as the Stairs of Broken Saints.

In the Netherworld, there are three of the nine holy bones, all of which are here.

The first holy bone, at the end of this Stairs of Broken Saints, was once a saint in the Eastern Region of the Immortal Realm. He was only half a step away from becoming a half-emperor. Not only that, 7.6 billion years ago, he even killed a half-emperor. His tyrannical posture once swept across the saints of the Eastern Region, and he was known as the first saint in the Eastern Region at that time.

Afterwards, for some reason, Enter the underworld and sit in this dark ghost cave.

Qin Xuan had read these records in the immortal lineage and even the three major imperial clans in his previous life.

In the present world, I am afraid that few people know who the saint at the end of the stairs is.

As for the remaining two, they are the two saints who entered this broken saint ladder but died here.

This is the real place where saints fall. Even if a saint enters it, he will not be able to escape unscathed if he is not careful.

Qin Xuan looked at the broken saint ladder and slowly said, "Hongyi, wait here for Brother Changqing!"

"Don't run around. If there is a crisis, you can cut off the hair on your wrist! "

Qin Xuan looked at the red-clothed girl, who pursed her lips slightly and nodded obediently.

Qin Xuan immediately stepped onto the broken holy ladder. After just one step, the first step, Qin Xuan's body shook slightly.

There was a faint blood surging on his body, and his body was trembling faintly.

It was as if he was carrying an unbearable mountain on his body.

"The power to suppress the world, one of the nine paths of chaos evolution, the first saint in the East Region, it is well-deserved!"

Qin Xuan raised his head and looked at the stairs in front of him. He took the second step without hesitation, as if he was carrying a piece of heaven and earth.