Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Fairyland, Northern Region.

It has been nineteen years since the day when the Imperial Palace was filled with blue clouds. The entire fairyland was shaken, and gradually it no longer became the topic of conversation among the people.

Even if it was a big thing, it would be buried in the years as time passed.

In the Northern Region, in a mountain, someone was holding the bronze face of the Vermillion Bird, staring at the twenty-six creatures in front of him.

Among them, there were faces that had been seen for several breaths. Five of them had appeared in the Tianjiu Saint Pass in the past.

"Everyone, how is the collection going?" Zhao Meng stared at Qin Lei and the others. Her eyes were slow, as if they were a pair of Vermillion Bird pupils. Even if the Tao entered her pupils, it would be enough to burn them.

"Eight hundred spiritual lands, one hundred and twenty thousand spiritual mountains!" Ning Wuque said slowly, "In the Northern Territory, the remaining spiritual lands and spiritual mountains have already been taken by their owners!"

On the side, Gui Feng smiled grimly, "Then just slaughter them, seize the mountains and occupy the land!"

Ning Wuque glanced at Gui Feng coldly, and there was a faint sound of gunfire behind him.

"The Qing Emperor has said that you cannot slaughter people at will, and those who violate it will be killed!"

Zhao Meng just said a few words lightly, making Gui Feng smile.

"I'm just talking casually, why take it seriously!"

"Take care of yourself!" Zhao Meng said lightly: "If there is nothing in the Northern Territory, go to other realms. You are all saints, and I don't need to make plans for you!"

"Send you the words that the Qing Emperor once gave me!"

"In this world, we don't look at the process, but the results."

"I hope you won't disappoint the Qing Emperor when you meet him one day!"

As soon as the voice fell, the terrifying temperature around Zhao Meng's body seemed to melt the space.

In the burning space, the face of the sparrow was faintly glowing with a terrifying luster, and then Zhao Meng disappeared from here.

Gui Feng, Ning Wuque, Qin Lei and others looked at each other.

"The result?"

Ning Wuque took a deep breath, turned around, stepped on the ground, and traveled thousands of miles and disappeared from here.

Qin Lei and other saints also looked at each other.

Soon, all 26 saints in this place disappeared.

Such a scene happened in the Central Region, the Western Region, the Eastern Region, and the Southern Region.

...

The Underworld, the First Region.

It has been 30 years since Qin Xuan retreated in the Qingdi Palace. In the Underworld, a grand event is also being held.

The Jiuyou family of the imperial clan called on all the creatures in the Underworld to hold the Jiuyou Tongtian Conference.

This conference, from the ghost immortals who knocked on the court to the ghost saints, to the present and the ancient times, held this grand event with the emperor medicine as a reward.

All the creatures in the underworld have been preparing for this event for a long time.

Whether it is the ancient times or the present, even some beings who hold important positions in the Samsara Palace have selected some beings to participate in the Jiuyou Tongtian Conference.

It can be said that this event has almost mobilized the geniuses of the entire underworld.

As early as twenty years ago, the qualifications for the Jiuyou Tongtian Conference had already begun.

In the Jiuyou Imperial City, Qin Hao quietly looked at the golden list, which was hanging thousands of feet above the Imperial Palace.

Although this Imperial Palace is only the appearance of the Jiuyou family in the underworld, it represents the supreme existence of the underworld.

On it, there are names, each of which is enough to set off a big wave in the underworld.

Ghost Saints, Immortal Lords, including some peerless monsters in the ancient times, are all on this list.

"Will I be assigned to the first domain?" Qin Hao murmured softly.

He looked at the scroll of the Heavenly Ranking and saw many names in the first domain that he could not underestimate.

Among them, there was a name that made Qin Hao frown.

"Luo Heitian, was he also assigned to this domain?"

The eighteen domains of the Netherworld, the eighteen domains of the Heavenly Pride, won the ranking in this Nine Nether Tongtian Conference.

Qin Hao naturally knew how terrifying Luo Heitian was.

Of course, Luo Heitian has always been low-key and rarely publicized, but Qin Hao has fought with him before.

In one battle, he, Qin Hao, could not resist three moves.

At that time, Luo Heitian was already a half-saint, and Qin Hao felt that Luo Heitian was pretending, and in fact he had already become a saint.

At this moment, in this restaurant, wandering souls served tea and wild ghosts tasted delicious food.

A figure slowly walked in.

Qin Hao had a vague sense of it, and turned his head to look, just in time to meet the eyes of that creature.

"Luo Heijiao!?"

Qin Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was also a little surprised.

Luo Heijiao seemed to be looking for Qin Hao as well. He stepped slowly and walked towards Qin Hao.

Behind Qin Hao, the double guns wrapped in the shroud were faintly vibrating.

"Don't be hostile. I'm not here to be your enemy!" Luo Heijiao sat opposite Qin Hao, staring at Qin Hao.

"You came, but I guess you didn't come with good intentions!" Qin Hao said slowly, "Why not speak frankly!"

Luo Heijiao looked at Qin Hao quietly, and after ten breaths, he slowly spoke, "I came here this time to persuade you to give up this time.Nine Netherworld Tongtian Conference!"

"What did you say!?"

Qin Hao's face suddenly changed, and there was a faint flame burning in his eyes.

"Don't get angry first!" Luo Heijiao didn't care, as if he had expected it. He lowered his eyes and looked at the table, "You might as well calm down and listen to what I say!"

"Haotian Immortal Venerable, you are still an Immortal Venerable now, with the cultivation of a half-saint, and you can become a saint in one step!"

"Not only that, you are accumulating your foundation and want to become a saint. Go straight to the first level. In terms of strength, I'm afraid that ordinary saints who have entered the first level of sainthood may not be able to defeat you!"

"Behind you, the pair of immortal weapons have been nurtured by the emperor's objects. You have been looking for treasures and investing in them for hundreds of years. Ordinary saint weapons may find it difficult to compete with them! "

Luo Heijiao spoke of Qin Hao's background bit by bit.

Every word made Qin Hao's pupils shrink, and there was a hint of anger in his solemnity.

"But..." Luo Heijiao slowly raised his eyes and looked at Qin Hao, "In normal times, you can compete for the first place in the Jiuyou Tongtian Conference, and you may even have six points to win the first place."

"But, my brother also wants to participate in this Jiuyou Tongtian Conference. He wants to use this opportunity to prove to the Jiuyou family that he wants to unite with the Jiuyou family to break the catastrophe and is also planning to be crowned as a saint and bound emperor!"

"So, my brother must win the first place in this Jiuyou Tongtian Conference!"

Simple words calmed down the many emotions in Qin Hao's eyes.

"You want to persuade me to withdraw, thinking that I am not your brother Luo Heitian's opponent! ? "

"This is not a belief, but a fact! "Luo Heijiao said slowly: "Let me tell you the truth. My brother has been in and out of many forbidden and dangerous places for a hundred years, no less than a thousand places, and he has entered the third level of sainthood!"

"Qin Hao, the gap between half saint and the third level of sainthood is so huge that you can't cross it at all!"

"Unless there is a miracle, but this miracle is too impossible!"

Luo Heijiao stared at Qin Hao, "I am persuading you, but in the end it is up to you to decide!"

"However, even if you get the first place in the Jiuyou Tongtian Conference, what does it matter? You can't really naively think that the Jiuyou family will marry Jiuyou Yan to you!"

"Even a saint is insignificant in front of the Jiuyou family!"

"Since ancient times, no matter which era, saints have not even been qualified to marry into the three major imperial clans. "

"Besides, the one you want to marry is the daughter of the head of the Jiuyou family, the Jiuyou family..."

Luo Heijiao shook his head slightly and sighed.

"Where is the princess!"