Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Chapter 2402

The airspace of life and death, in the holy realm.

An old monk, like a lamp in the void, sat quietly, surrounded by Buddha light, transformed into thousands of dragons, and under his body, there was a tiger seal.

Emperor Xuandeng sat cross-legged on the green tiger seal, and his eyes slowly opened a line.

"It's hard to persuade after all!"

There was a trace of compassion in his eyes.

Not far away, in the holy realm, the magic fog rolled.

From the endless magic fog, a touch of ethereal sound slowly sounded.

"You shouldn't let them in!"

The voice was ethereal, but as this sound emerged, a layer of light frost emerged in the void around the holy realm.

Emperor Xuandeng sighed for a long time, he never thought it would be such a coincidence.

These two creatures happened to meet Fang Shengyuan.

In total, there are only eight creatures born in this deep forbidden area.

Four ancient emperors, four direct descendants of ancient emperors.

Among them, only Fang Shengyuan entered the third level of sainthood.

Not only that, if it was the other three emperors, he might be able to help, but not the descendants of Emperor Xuantong.

Emperor Xuantong was the emperor of the second imperial realm, and he was only the first imperial realm. If he angered Emperor Xuantong, he would have to ask the Heavenly Dao to come in person.

"What a pity!"

Emperor Xuandeng sighed bitterly. He wanted to save people, but he was powerless.

After all, he had to be responsible for the people of the Western Regions and the Heavenly Dao's layout.

"Shall I go?" The ethereal voice sounded slowly.

"You and I have a clear mind. Even if you can compete with Emperor Xuantong, the other three emperors..." Xuandeng stopped talking here.

"Forget it then!"

The magic fog was like a tide and quickly receded.

In the Saint Realm, Emperor Xuandeng looked sideways in the direction of Emperor Xuantong.

That was a void in the airspace of life and death, with endless meteorites like a ring.

Many meteorites and earth fragments covered billions of miles and were slowly rotating.

Among them, there was a living being, sitting cross-legged quietly here.

This living being was like a human, but its body had nine vast stars rotating quietly around it.

Each star was real.

Quietly, this living being slowly opened and closed his eyes.

In an instant, in this place surrounded by nine stars, a series of voids turned into thunder, piercing through the sky and the earth, and the avenue turned into shackles, from invisible to visible, piercing through the nine stars.

Immediately, the nine stars turned into a string of beads, slowly falling on his chest.

"Yuan'er!"

The middle-aged man had a square face, and he looked majestic without being angry. He was wearing a golden imperial robe, and the hem of his robe was as blazing as fire.

He slowly uttered two words, and the meteorites and earth fragments in the billions of miles around him were all stagnant in the void, no longer rotating.

He looked at where Fang Shengyuan was, and a strand of silver-white hair slowly fell from his forehead and landed on his chest, and then disappeared quietly.

Emperor Xuantong's eyes had some ripples, "I was careless after all!"

Not only Xuantong, but the three emperors Xuandeng, even the other three emperors in the depths of the life and death airspace also noticed it.

One ignored it, and one took a look with a calm look.

One looked at where Emperor Xuantong was.

...

At the tomb of Emperor Xunyang, Fang Shengyuan turned around, and at this moment, her pupils seemed to be covered with endless frost.

When his palm was about to break and hit Qin Xuan, she realized something was wrong.

It was just an incarnation, but it was too real, so real that even she had not seen through it.

This made her feel teased, and she could not help but feel angry.

In her sight, beside Qin Hongyi in the distance, a Qin Xuan's palm slowly fell on Qin Hongyi's shoulder.

In front of her, the Wuling Holy Sword was close at hand, and another Qin Xuan, holding a holy weapon, came to kill her.

Qin Xuan showed a faint smile on his face, and he looked at Fang Shengyuan.

At the moment when the Void Sky Lock was shrouded, he moved the Time Domain.

The Time Domain did not cover Fang Shengyuan, but was placed around him, Qin Changqing.

Fang Shengyuan's eyes were a breath, but for Qin Xuan, it was already nine breaths.

Nine breaths was already the limit. He was currently able to move the Time Domain, which made the Time Dao around him reach the limit.

In nine breaths, Qin Xuan used two great magical powers.

One great magical power, the Chaos Incarnation Method, is an imperial method, which was created by a great emperor in the imperial mausoleum.

When chaos first opened, all things were born.

This magical power involves the power of chaos, one of the nine paths. With this, it is the third level of entering the sainthood. If it were not for the coverage of the immortal thoughts, not missing any subtle differences, it would never be discovered.

The second great magical power is this sword.

In the eyes of Fang Shengyuan and Qin Xuan, the spiritless holy sword slowly fell into the coverage of the holy yuan.

In an instant, the sword tip broke the holy yuan by half an inch, but it was onlyHalf an inch, she was blocked in front of Fang Shengyuan.

Fang Shengyuan was at the third level of the Sainthood after all. She had even killed a half-emperor. Her combat instinct and experience were absolutely terrifying.

The moment she destroyed Qin Xuan's incarnation, she reacted and even found Qin Xuan's location.

This woman was also a demon, also experienced in hundreds of battles, and also faced countless powerful enemies and stood out.

Although Shengyuan was only broken by half an inch, Fang Shengyuan did not underestimate it. In her palm, the Yuanming Immortal Chain was already vibrating slowly.

The vibration of the bracelet floated into Qin Xuan's ears at this moment.

Not only that, but there were also thousands of sound threads beside the Wuling Holy Sword, covering the Wuling Holy Sword.

At the same time, Fang Shengyuan's other hand, the palm had already formed a seal.

There was a holy energy coming out of his body, and behind him, there was a woman standing on a lotus platform, holding a magic sword, her body hidden in the mist.

Emperor's magic power, spiritual fairy music!

Emperor's magic power, Emperor's Dharma!

In a moment, two great emperor's magic powers were displayed, which was shocking even to other saints who had entered the third level of sainthood.

Just as the spiritual fairy music, endless sound threads entered the area around the soulless holy sword, in an instant, those music threads seemed to disappear.

It was as if it disappeared out of thin air, without any roar or fluctuation.

This scene made Fang Shengyuan's pupils shrink suddenly.

Immediately, the holy energy that blocked the soulless holy sword, the terrifying holy energy that entered the third level of sainthood, seemed to decay at this moment, and was actually withering.

Puff!

In an instant, the soulless holy sword pierced Fang Shengyuan's throat.

This sudden change was something that even Fang Shengyuan had never expected.

The sword pierced through his throat, Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, and the Emperor's Dharma image suddenly stopped at this moment.

The sword that was about to fall and cut towards Qin Xuan was frozen in the void at this moment.

This piece of void was silent at this moment.

Fang Shengyuan's eyes suddenly lost color at this moment, almost extinct.

"Death, nothingness, destruction!"

"Three of the Nine Paths!"

Even so, Fang Shengyuan did not die. Her colorless eyes stared at Qin Xuan, the face with a smile.

"Who are you?" Fang Shengyuan said.

Qin Xuan slowly drew his sword, and behind him, his incarnation had already taken Qin Hongyi and sank into the crack of the void.