Rebirth of the Urban Madman

On the Nine Nether Imperial City, Qin Hao walked down slowly with a calm expression.

It was not difficult for him to win this battle.

As for the semi-saints, there were not many people who could match him in the entire Netherworld.

However...

Qin Hao stared at some figures in the crowd around him.

Each figure seemed to be a domain of its own, and the creatures around him were like the moon surrounded by stars.

"Saint!"

Qin Hao landed on the edge of the vast arena, and the shroud wrapped around the double guns behind him moved faintly, but his eyes slowly closed.

In his body, the skills were running and the consumption was restored.

In the past six hours, he had experienced many battles on that arena.

Suddenly, a loud shout made Qin Hao's eyes slowly open.

"Haotian Immortal Venerable, Nether Music Saint!"

A loud shout came from the mouth of the creature wearing the clothes of the Nine Nether Family.

In an instant, above the Nine Nether Emperor City, all the people were in an uproar.

"Saint!? My God, it's only the second round, and we're going to see the saint take action!"

"Haotian Immortal Venerable, I've heard of it, it's said that this person's strength is extremely terrifying, not necessarily weaker than the saint!"

"How is it possible, the difference between the saint and the Hunyuan is like the difference between heaven and earth, how can this Haotian Immortal Venerable be the opponent of the Saint of Mingle!?"

There were expectations, excitement, doubts, and all kinds of sounds, which were like chaos, and were swept into Qin Hao's ears.

Qin Hao stood still, his eyes were steady, and he stepped onto the big stage.

A figure appeared in front of him thousands of feet away.

This was a non-human saint, from the ancient times, and in the underworld, he was even more powerful.

In Qin Hao's pupils, the bloated, fat, eyeless, faceless, jellyfish-like creature was reflected.

"Haotian Immortal Venerable, admit defeat!"

There was a faint sound of holy energy, shaking the heaven and earth, and making a sound.

Although the Saint of Mingle had no eyes, he seemed to be looking down at Qin Hao.

How could the power of a saint be shaken by Hunyuan! ?

The Saint of Mingle seemed to have boundless confidence. In front of him, strands of tentacles like silk threads floated out from the body of the Saint of Mingle.

Qin Hao did not respond. Behind him, a shroud slowly fell, revealing a holy spear that was as red as blood.

This was a holy weapon, with ancient fallen on it, and a breath that made people feel terrified. Even with the emergence of this spear in the world, all living beings around him could not help but shut their mouths.

Qin Hao slowly pulled out the holy spear from behind him, staring at the Saint of Mingle, as if to say what he meant.

Buzz!

It seemed like an extremely sharp sound came from the body of the Saint of Mingle.

The tentacles collided randomly, and the sound they made was almost enough to shatter the soul.

The weaker beings around felt a stinging pain in their ears, and their sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be pierced.

Not only that, there were also ripples of sound waves, as if they were enough to cut off everything and slashed towards Qin Hao.

There were countless ripples, and they were chaotically superimposed and unavoidable.

Qin Hao did not avoid them either. He just held the holy spear and slowly operated his skills.

The next moment, the man was like a shadowless person, and the spear could not produce a breeze.

Boom boom boom...

In an instant, Qin Hao's figure disappeared from the eyes of all beings.

Only those ripples of holy sound were broken. After sixteen breaths, the countless ripples of holy sound were completely annihilated on this stage.

And Qin Hao's figure appeared in the eyes of all beings.

If the Saint of Mingle was angry, his attack as a saint was actually blocked by a Hunyuan Immortal Venerable.

"Is this, a holy method!?"

In the Jiuyou clan, Jiuyou Mingkong looked at Qin Hao calmly, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

A saint from the Jiuyou clan said, "Reporting to the half-emperor, it should be from the Central Region, the windless spear of the Saint Duanshui!"

Jiuyou Mingkong's eyes were dim, "Yan'er never mentioned that Qin Hao had inherited a saint. After entering the underworld with Yan'er, he never left the underworld again. So, where did he get this holy method?"

A person from the Jiuyou clan was speechless.

The Jiuyou family has been investigating Qin Hao for almost a lifetime, but Qin Hao has always been simple and his whereabouts are clear.

Since leaving Jiuyou Yan, he has been in seclusion, going in and out of various dangerous places, and challenging powerful enemies.

He seems to be a crazy cultivator, but even so, he has not become a saint.

Jiuyou Mingkong looked at Qin Hao dimly, "It seems that this boy is much more mysterious than we imagined. I'm afraid Yan'er has also been deceived by him!"

"To deceive my Jiuyou family, I don't know if you are as bold as the sky, or..."

"Don't know whether to live or die!"

Jiuyou Mingkong's mouth drew a cold smile, and the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger.

...

On the stage, Qin Hao broke the holy sound, shocking many creatures.

This is enoughProof that Qin Hao has the power of Hunyuan Anti-Saint.

And at this moment, Qin Hao, who was always calm on the stage, slowly spoke.

He just uttered three words, "It's my turn!"

In an instant, the spear in his hand shook violently, and a vast sword intent, like shattering the sky, pierced through the underworld.

At this moment, all living beings had a feeling, as if their hearts were pierced by this spear intent.

The face of the Saint of Dark Music suddenly changed, and the many tentacles on his body, like silk threads, danced wildly at this moment.

Each tentacle collided with each other, and the sound of the piano was chaotic, but it seemed to contain a certain rhythm.

In this rhythm, all kinds of Taoist power were generated between heaven and earth.

There were chaotic sounds that evolved into magic fire, which swept towards Qin Hao.

There were also sounds like dark music, like wandering ghosts, each of which was extremely terrifying and comparable to a semi-saint.

Many chaotic sounds mixed together, but it was like the music of the underworld, burying all living things.

Qin Hao's seven-foot body looked at the many Dao powers, but his face was always calm as still water.

At this moment, he seemed to be vaguely similar to Qin Xuan.

In his hand, the spear trembled slightly.

The next moment, the world behind Qin Hao disappeared out of thin air.

Qin Hao and the holy spear in Qin Hao's hand also disappeared.

"This is..." Jiuyou Mingkong's face suddenly changed, and he stared at Qin Hao, as if he was a little shocked.

"Emperor's Law, the Eight Forbidden Styles!"

On the side, the saint of the Jiuyou family couldn't help but take a breath.

This law came from the Central Region, a great emperor who had entered the Second Emperor Realm. This great emperor was known as the number one spearman in this era.

He once used this spear to penetrate the world and the fairy forest for 300 billion miles, killing the lives of two great emperors.

In the end, the emperor fought a decisive battle with the creatures of the ancient gods sealed in the Peerless Immortal Forest. In one battle, he fired nine spears, cut off nine parts of the body of the creatures of the ancient gods of the second emperor, and passed away in the Peerless Immortal Forest.

This spear technique is recorded in the Jiuyou family, but... this inheritance should also have passed away in the Peerless Immortal Forest with the emperor.

How did Qin Hao... perform it?

On the stage, there was a roar, all the paths were broken, and the music of the underworld was silent.

On the body of the Saint of Underworld Music, a cave emerged, and from this cave, the figure of Qin Hao standing with a gun behind the Saint of Underworld Music could be seen.

Boom!

The body of the Saint of Underworld Music was violent, and the body was shattered into countless pieces.

Even though the body of the Saint of Underworld Music could still be gathered and regenerated, it would take time.

Amid the dumbfounded eyes of all living beings, a vast sound resounded in the Jiuyou Tongtian Conference.

"Haotian Immortal Venerable wins!"