Rebirth of the Urban Madman

In the world, Qin Xuan used the Ten Suns Weapon Refining Method to refine this star.

This took a long time. There were too many weapons, and the materials were not just one, but at least tens of millions.

It was almost a huge project to refine them all and extract a trace of the Ten Thousand Gold Mother Qi from them.

However, for an innate treasure like the Ten Thousand Gold Mother Qi, Qin Xuan could afford this time.

The Ten Thousand Gold Mother Qi is said to be a kind of innate Qi separated from the chaos.

This Qi can be reused for all things, especially for refining weapons, it is almost a supreme treasure.

Even some emperor weapons did not have this Ten Thousand Gold Mother Qi.

In Qin Xuan's previous life, he did not have a Qingdi Sword covered with the Ten Thousand Gold Mother Qi, but the red-clothed man had one.

A reincarnation emperor sword contains a trace of the mother Qi of all things, but it was not obtained from here.

Before the red-clothed man entered this place, this level had been broken by someone. The person who broke this level was not someone else, but Luo Heitian.

He melted the mother energy of all things into the Heavenly Wheel, and the Heavenly Wheel almost swept across the entire group of saints in the underworld.

Even Luo Heitian killed half-emperors and even became an emperor, all thanks to the mother energy of all things.

Qin Xuan was refining the stars while thinking about it.

Luo Heitian probably didn't know how to break through the six levels now. He had just entered the sainthood and stabilized his realm. Touching the first level was the key, but this also lost this great opportunity.

"It's a pity that Wan Gu is gone. If the Wan Gu Sword was here, it could be refined into a saint treasure with this mother energy of ten thousand gold, or even a saint weapon." Qin Xuan murmured in his heart, "It was ruthlessly abandoned in the past, I'm afraid it may not feel good in its heart!"

He remembered when he abandoned the sword in the South Region, but he never thought that this was wrong.

In the past, he lost his seven souls. Even if Wan Gu had been with him until now, it would have broken sooner or later in his hands. Even if it didn't break, it would just be idle.

It was because he lost his seven souls that he could cruelly let Wan Gu practice alone.

A weapon that becomes a spirit may not be inferior to an ordinary creature.

From the cultivation world to the mortal world, he repeatedly refined the Wan Gu sword because he was reluctant to let it go. Otherwise, he would have had countless weapons and killed countless powerful enemies. Without the affection that has been with him until now, Wan Gu would never be able to compare.

"Forget it, I'll find it back someday. After a few years, I hope it can live up to the name of Wan Gu!"

Qin Xuan shook his head secretly. What Wan Gu is like now is unknown.

Even he can't predict it.

But he taught Wan Gu the inheritance, and there is more than one way to practice Taoism with weapons.

And the northern region of the fairyland, Qin Lei, Ning Wuque, I don't know how they are now?

Perhaps they have fallen, or perhaps they are trapped in a disaster.

Qin Xuan was calm in his heart. He had already given enough. As for how to go, it was not up to him alone.

…

Fairyland, South Region, Desperate Abyss.

A middle-aged man looked at this place quietly.

His figure was like that of an ordinary person, and his eyes were a little complicated.

"The breath is here. This place should be the passage to the underworld!"

"Master, have you entered the underworld?"

He gritted his teeth slightly, without any resentment in his eyes. Then, his body rolled up and turned into a ray of sword light, rushing into the Desperate Abyss.

In the Desperate Abyss, the saintly Buddha ape opened his eyes slightly.

"The weapon enters the underworld, that's it. I owe you a favor, why stop it!"

Its eyes slowly closed again, and he ignored the sword light that escaped into the underworld.

…

In the northern region of the fairyland, a figure looked at the sea of ​​blood behind him.

Behind him, there were 700 ancient Daluo Tianjiao, all of whom lay dead.

Ning Wuque carried a spear on his back, and there was only a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"The ancients should die!"

His voice was full of resentment, and it was more like a hunter walking in the Northern Region.

Also in the Northern Region, in front of the fairy city where the Ning family was located.

Thunder light was everywhere, and a unicorn with scales like white jade appeared here.

You can see the golden blood flowing slowly on the surface of its body. Qin Lei looked at the ruins and was a little silent.

"That guy should go crazy!"

"It's a pity that the great trend is coming, and we have to find him. Otherwise, once he is possessed by the devil, I can't explain to my master!"

Qin Lei sighed with a trace of regret. It has changed a lot. It just walked out of the Buried Emperor's Mausoleum not long ago, but heard about the destruction of this city and came here to see it.

It can be seen that Ning Wuque has been here. In the huge ruins, there is a huge monument. In front of the monument, there are piles of corpses of three thousand ancient heroes, as if they are offering sacrifices to the Ning family.

Immediately, Qin Lei stepped forward and left the place directly.

…

In the South Region, on a divine car, Zhen Yuan was driving, and Luo Fuxian was sitting in it, opening the divine car.

"Miss Luo, I'm afraid he isLeft the South Region, otherwise, the South Region would not be so quiet! "Zhen Yuan drove the car and couldn't help saying: "The fairyland is too big, how long will it take to find it like this!"

"Why don't we go back! ? "

It took decades for him and Luo Fuxian to come to the South Region from the North Region, crossing the north and the south. He and Luo Fuxian did not encounter many disasters along the way, but they also encountered a lot of troubles.

It is not an exaggeration to call these troubles a life-and-death struggle.

He has grown a lot, and so has Luo Fuxian.

In this chaotic world, anyone who does not change will either be arrogant in the entire fairyland, or die and fall.

Luo Fuxian was silent, and she gently lowered the car curtain.

"Let's go to the East Region, we have been through the nine states of the South Region!"

"Even if we have never found her, we should have some experience. The Luo family is too small! "

Zhen Yuan sighed softly, and he drove the divine car. Immediately, the divine car changed direction and headed east.

…

Western Region, Buddhist and Taoist grand meeting.

Nearly a thousand ancient geniuses came together. This should be a place of great Buddha light, but at this moment, it is bloody.

In this Buddhist and Taoist grand meeting, a figure walked slowly from a distance, closed his eyes, until he walked to this place, and a former ancient genius took action and killed him.

Boom!

Suddenly, the white-robed monk opened his eyes, and the surrounding space collapsed and turned into a void.

However, in this void, there is a vast Buddha light, shining on this void, like a pure land.

"Amitabha! "

The monk in white uttered only four words.

The clasped hands slowly spread out, and the right palm slowly shook towards the ancient prodigy of the first realm of Hunyuan.

Boom!

In an instant, the ancient prodigy was shattered and disintegrated.

On the arm of the monk in white, there was a blood-colored scale, but the blood dragon, which was only as thick as a thumb, opened its mouth and swallowed the blood mist into its stomach.

"Monk, give me more. This little flesh and blood is not enough for me to recover my cultivation!"

The blood dragon transmitted a voice to the monk in white, causing the monk's eyes to move slightly.

He looked at the blood dragon, but the blood dragon's body stiffened slightly.

"Forget it, I won't swallow it!"

The blood dragon snorted with dissatisfaction, but said nothing more.

The monk in white sighed as he looked at this murderous event.

"In such a chaotic world, where can there be a pure land! ?"