Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The Netherworld!

The souls of the underworld hold weapons, and the aliens are stained with blood.

The feet step on the blood of the gods, and the armor sticks to the organs of the gods.

In the land of the underworld, there is no sky, but there is blood of the gods flying, and the corpses of the immortals are floating.

This is a great battle, and three hundred immortals surrounded and killed a saint in the divine world.

The body of this saint was full of wounds, and all three hundred immortals were injured.

In everyone's eyes, there was fear, anger, and unwillingness...

Even so, the weapons in their hands became more and more sharp, and the dark power became more and more brilliant.

The immortal weapons were stained with blood, and the immortal essence condensed blood.

Boom!

Suddenly, an immortal weapon finally pierced through the body of this saint in the divine world, and a divine core flew out of it. An immortal set up a ban and tried his best to seal this divine core.

The saint is too difficult to kill!

Even though these immortals are not weak, none of them is below the fourth level of Hunyuan.

But facing this saint, they also exhausted all their strength, and some even died, with their blood floating in this endless abyss.

"Is this a god!?"

"No wonder the ancient era was destroyed, and a saint was so terrifying!"

"If the core of the god is not sealed, the god will be immortal!"

"Yuan Ming is dead, just like that, the catastrophe has not yet begun!"

Voices rang out from the mouths of these many immortals.

There was a trace of fear, uneasiness, anger, and murderous intent in their eyes.

This is a god. In order to kill one, more than one immortal will perish.

...

Time passed little by little, as the immortal world formed an army and entered the forbidden area for training.

In a flash, three years had passed.

In front of the entrance to the Eastern Region Heavenly Tomb, a saint held a core of the god, full of tears.

For this core of the god, his immortal partner who had been with him for tens of thousands of years died in the Heavenly Tomb.

"Ah!"

A faint holy roar resounded around the entrance of the Heavenly Tomb.

"Has another saint perished?"

A saint spoke, looking at the furious holy roar.

In the Heavenly Tomb, an old man quietly sipped tea and walked out.

The knife on his waist had divine blood still wet.

He saw the saint who was extremely angry and walked over slowly. His palm, through the violent holy power, slapped the saint's body.

The old man just patted the saint's shoulder and stepped forward.

"Why don't you cry a lot? Saints, you may not be sad!"

The saint looked at the old man's back and his eyes suddenly froze.

He knew that this old man, the Eastern Region formed an army, the old man brought his wife, twelve sons, and three daughters into the Heavenly Tomb. Now there are only two sons and one daughter left, and the rest are buried in the Heavenly Tomb.

Once, this old man cried thirteen times in front of the Heavenly Tomb, and even became a joke for many people.

But at this moment, he seemed to understand.

"To die in the catastrophe is to die!"

"How many people have survived the catastrophe in ancient times? At least, you are still alive!"

The old man waved his hand and walked away.

...

In the Central Region, in the Hundred Thousand Immortal City, many creatures are living in peace.

On a towering mountain, a figure stood with a frown.

"In this Central Region, there are not many creatures above the True Immortal!"

"What the hell is going on in this era!?"

This former ancient emperor frowned. He walked out of the peerless fairy forest and saw such a scene in the fairy world, but his face was not good.

The center of the fairy world has always been the main battlefield of the catastrophe.

The crack in the sky, from one end of the fairy world to the other, split a huge passage.

Endless creatures came out from it. Perhaps, there will be some places that the gods have never touched before the catastrophe, but the center of the fairy world is unavoidable.

In every era, the center of the fairyland is the most heavily laid out and the most tragic battlefield.

However, in this era, the center of the fairyland is actually inhabited by some weak creatures like ants living in the fairy city.

Could it be that in this era, these ants are intended to delay time and allow the gods to slaughter them?

"In this era, there are creatures that merge with the way of heaven. The emperor of the Central Region is crazy. Is even the way of heaven crazy?"

The ancient emperor looked up, then he shook his head slightly, "Forget it!"

Immediately, he stepped forward and stepped towards the Immortal Emperor Domain.

On the Immortal Emperor Mountain, there is a large map in front of Tai Shi Fu Tian, ​​covering the entire Qing Emperor Palace.

This is a microcosm of the fairyland, and there is also the underworld.

She frowned and looked at the place where many fairy cities settled bit by bit.

The weak light proves that there are few creatures, and the bright light proves that there are many strong people.

"Distributing the strong men in the Central Region to the other four regions and the Underworld can indeed greatly increase the strength of the other four regions and the Underworld!"

"If there are forty-five emperors in the first catastrophe, they should be able to barely contend with it."

Tai Shi Futian quietly looked at this miniature of the fairy world. At this moment, her eyesSlightly moved.

She seemed to have noticed something, and then, the voice of the ancient emperor slowly sounded.

"The Immortal Emperor Stone is still there, fortunately!"

"Hey, there is also the Emperor Medicine of Time, which happens to help this emperor improve his cultivation!"

This ancient emperor spoke, looking down at this Immortal Emperor Mountain.

Just as he was about to take action, a Taishi sword suddenly rose into the air.

Boom!

The sword light was blazing, and it directly cut off the palm of this ancient emperor.

The eyes of this ancient emperor condensed slightly, and he looked solemnly in the direction of the Qing Emperor Palace.

"The peak of the second imperial realm, you are the Qing Emperor of this era!?"

This ancient emperor spoke, and slowly said: "I was born to fight for this era. Taking the emperor medicine is equivalent to saving the lives of this era..."

Before the voice fell, Taishi Futian had already walked out of the Qing Emperor Palace. She raised her eyes, and the pair of emperor eyes were full of frost.

"Get lost!"

Boom!

Then the Taishi Sword fell into his hand, and the Taishi Sword jumped up.

With just three swords, a large amount of imperial blood fell from the air onto the Immortal Emperor Mountain.

The former ancient emperor was full of panic, "How is it possible? You are only the second emperor realm!"

"Get lost, you dare to damage the grass and trees of this era, this emperor will bury you first!"

Tai Shi Futian held the sword, and the green emperor's clothes slowly floated up, "This era, it is not your turn to add insult to injury!"

On the Immortal Emperor Mountain, the former ancient emperor left with a serious injury and blood.

Some emperors noticed it and showed a sneer.

Dare to provoke the Immortal Emperor Mountain, I am afraid that this guy has just been born and his mind is not clear.

On the Tiandao Platform, Xu Wushang frowned.

"The seven-year period should be coming soon!"

"All the creatures above the Five Realms Immortal Venerable have been tempered almost to the same extent!"

"Although nearly one-third of them have been lost, the remaining ones are well prepared to face the catastrophe!"

"But even so, it's not enough!"

She looked at the Tiandao Platform and observed the entire Immortal Realm.

"There are a total of nineteen ancient emperors in the Peerless Immortal Forest alone. Qin Changqing has made too much trouble!"

"The birth of these guys is not just a blessing for this era!"

She looked at the Peerless Immortal Forest, looking at the figure sitting cross-legged and recuperating.

Under him, there were exactly sixteen corpses of gods piled up like a mountain.

Quietly, Qin Xuan opened his eyes, as if he had noticed Xu Wushang's spying.

"Seven years, is it too fast!"

He stood up slightly and looked sideways into the depths of the forbidden land.

"Forget it. After I kill the last one for the Xu family, I will leave this peerless fairy forest!"