Rebirth of the Urban Madman

On the Tiandao Platform, Jiang Bofa and others were all sitting cross-legged in various places.

The power of the Heavenly Dao was faintly lingering around him and gathering.

Suddenly, a ray of light shone brightly to the sky.

Jiang Bofa almost looked up to the sky and roared. Around him, there were more amazing phenomena.

A white dragon was seen soaring into the sky, winding for thousands of feet, with endless clouds and mist, as if hidden in the wind and thunder, and the clouds and rain were rolling.

Around him, there were also strands of purple-blue immortal essence gathered, like two dragons, lingering around his body.

Jiang Bofa, entering the sainthood!

The immortal essence was almost as different from the power of Hunyuan, and each strand was more than ten times stronger than what he had before.

However, the immortal essence in his body had not yet stabilized.

Jiang Bofa's eyes were like saints, reflecting everything on the Tiandao Platform.

He had been a semi-saint for many years. After that, he was taught and instructed by Qin Xuan, and experienced a great change. In the past few years, he experienced life and death, and all kinds of gatherings. On this Tiandao platform, he jumped into the sainthood.

Even Jiang Bofa himself had never thought that he would become a saint in such a short time.

The many geniuses around him did not notice it at all. There were rules of the heaven around them to block everything. Even if the sky collapsed and the earth broke, it could not interfere with them.

Just when Jiang Bofa was full of joy, a slightly naughty voice sounded.

"What are you yelling about!?"

Jiang Bofa's face suddenly changed, and his body was shaken by the holy energy, forming a domain that isolated everything.

Immediately, a young hand entered this domain, and its holy energy, as if it was pushed away, spread out to the surroundings.

Snap!

A slap directly hit Jiang Bofa's back of the head, making him stagger.

In the air, a red-clothed figure giggled.

Jiang Bofa raised his head and turned around, looking behind him, his expression changed slightly.

I saw the red-clothed girl dancing in the air, smiling at Jiang Bofa.

"Qin Hongyi!" Jiang Bofa uttered three words, his eyes full of disbelief.

He had already become a saint, but in an instant, his saintly essence was broken by Qin Hongyi.

The most important thing was that he had never felt Qin Hongyi's realm.

"You have also become a saint!"

Jiang Bofa couldn't help asking, full of shock.

Hearing this, Qin Hongyi's smile froze, and his face was a little gloomy, "Jiang Bofa, do you want to be beaten?!"

Jiang Bofa was a little puzzled, and at this moment, he slightly side-eyed.

I saw Qin Xuan slowly walking in the depths of the Tiandao platform.

He glanced at Jiang Bofa and said, "Hongyi, don't make trouble!"

Qin Hongyi snorted delicately, ignored Jiang Bofa, and landed beside Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan looked at Jiang Bofa calmly, "Since you have become a saint, I will agree to what I said before."

"Jiang Bowen is still alive in the Central Region, and he is under my command!"

Jiang Bofa's pupils shrank slightly when he heard this, and then his body shook, and the holy energy around him was extremely unstable.

"My brother is not dead yet!? Where is he!?" He stared at Qin Xuan, with endless anxiety and worry in his eyes.

Qin Xuan did not answer Jiang Bofa, but said calmly: "You don't need to know the rest. I will let you meet Jiang Bowen for the first level of becoming a saint!"

Qin Xuan and Qin Hongyi slowly passed Jiang Bofa and walked out of the Tiandao Platform.

Jiang Bofa clenched his fists. The first level of becoming a saint... Even if he became a saint, it also contained various opportunities. He even had to enter the Tiandao Platform to become a saint. The first level, who knows, was hundreds of years later.

"That's right!"

Qin Xuan's footsteps suddenly paused, "The destruction of the Situ family and the Su family was caused by Jiang Bowen."

Qin Xuan left a word, and the Chaos Wing slowly unfolded, "Let's go, Hongyi!"

"Okay!"

Qin Hongyi responded with joy, and then she shook Qin Xuan's Chaos Wing and disappeared here.

Jiang Bofa's eyes were dull, the destruction of the Situ family and the Su family was actually caused by Jiang Bowen.

This...

At this moment, Jiang Bofa's joy of becoming a saint disappeared, and his heart was even more like a mess.

...

The Western Regions, in the endless desert.

There is a blood desert, where every grain of sand is like blood.

Countless sands gathered and turned into this blood-colored desert.

Not only that, there are plants in it, and the whole body is like crystal, low in pieces.

This blood desert did not exist here before. It only appeared after the canonization of the emperor.

This place is the gathering place of the ancient creatures in the Western Desert, and it is also one of the forbidden places for the creatures of the world.

Even the demons and Buddhas in the Western Regions are unwilling to step into this place.

There were unbelievers who stepped into it and never walked out again.

Deep in this blood desert, purple mist filled the vast world.

The purple mist was strange and terrifying. Occasionally, there was some kind of thunder flashing in it, or some direct immortal thoughts,The howling in the soul.

When it enters the ears, it is as if countless claws are tearing in the mind.

Passing through this purple mist, the strong bloody smell is almost nauseating.

In the deepest part of this purple mist, there is an altar made of flesh and blood, which appears here.

Around this place, there are seven semi-saint creatures, each of whom looks hideous and terrifying.

There are creatures with human-shaped crocodile faces and tiger tails, and there are creatures like crocodiles, but with human faces and eagle wings...

Each of the seven creatures has a blood-colored crystal between their eyebrows.

Around the altar made of flesh and blood, there are piles of immortal bones.

These immortal bones are like firewood, constantly thrown into the altar, falling into its flesh and blood, and the immortal bones touch the flesh and blood, and they burn like flames. In the end, all the light is swallowed into the altar.

The seven creatures formed a formation around the altar. At the top of the altar, a broken hand quietly emerged. Above, the purple mist formed a vortex. The vortex was deep and endless, as if it penetrated the entire sky.

The seven creatures spoke ancient words and languages, and there were constant sounds in it. There were even ancient words that fell into the blood and flesh altar.

No one knew how many creatures had died to form this altar, nor how long it had been in the altar.

Until the seven creatures burst out shouting.

At the eyebrows of the seven creatures, the blood-colored crystal suddenly broke away from their foreheads and rushed into the top of the altar.

Seven blood crystals lingered around the broken hand.

Crack, crack...

As the broken hand continued to twist, a crack opened silently in the formation from the purple mist vortex.

Immediately, the seven creatures prostrated themselves on the ground, their hideous bodies trembling at this moment.

It was as if they were welcoming the coming existence, like gods.

The seven creatures spoke in unison, and the sound continued into the crack.

If Qin Xuan was here, he would probably know what the seven creatures said.

It was the holy language of a clan in the ancient era. This clan was called the Tianshi clan.

The ancestor of the clan was the one who created this clan.

The body was pieced together from the corpses of many powerful creatures, and the souls of many creatures were used as fertilizer to raise a new soul.

This soul was integrated into the corpse, and finally, the Tianshi clan was created.

This holy language is...

'Welcome the Holy Ancestor in person! '