Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Hundreds of thousands of immortal cities, trillions of creatures, kneeling and praising immortality.

"Eternal Emperor!"

The sound, if it lifted the immortal city, was beyond the power of the Heavenly Dao, and countless creatures could not help but be stunned.

They heard the four words of the Eternal Emperor and looked at the creatures in the city crawling.

"Are these insects in the inferior land crazy?"

"Kneeling and begging knowing the end? Ridiculous!"

"It's just a group of ants, even if they kneel and beg, so what?"

"Eternal Emperor, these four words are the words of prayer in the inferior land of this era!?"

Many gods spoke, looking down from above, looking at the crawling creatures, their eyes full of disdain for killing.

Just when the creatures were crawling and the gods were up high.

In an immortal city, on a tree growing in this immortal city.

On a certain branch, there was a strand of black long hair tied to it, floating faintly with the shouts of all living beings.

The sound of high chanting permeated this fairy city.

There was also the power of heaven and earth, which was madly condensing at this moment.

That strand of black hair seemed to be swallowing the power of heaven and earth of this city, slowly falling from the branch into the soil.

The next moment, when the blue-white power condensed, that strand of hair suddenly changed, and while all living beings were kneeling on the ground, it had already turned into a figure.

Black hair, black pupils, and a white dress.

In a fairy city, in the gap of a restaurant, a strand of black hair swallowed the power of heaven and earth, floated out from the gap, turned into a figure, and quietly appeared in this restaurant.

In a fairy city, there was a black hair rising from the ground, turning into that white dress, standing with his hands behind his back, looking up at the gods.

…

In a fairy city, there was a girl with a strand of black hair tied on her wrist. Suddenly, the black hair on the girl's wrist fell off, and the power of heaven and earth gathered, frightening the child to stand up quickly.

But the strand of black hair gradually turned into a figure, dressed in white, with black hair and black pupils.

The girl's face was full of panic, looking at the figure.

The sound of the living beings chanting came into her ears, and the white-clothed man turned around gently, glanced at the girl, and chuckled.

"I am immortal!"

After the sound fell, the girl's panic-stricken expression gradually calmed down, looking at the white-clothed man soaring into the sky, entering the city, and looking down on the gods in the sky.

On the branches, between the flowers, in the gaps between the buildings... and even on the bodies of living beings.

Strands of black hair rose from all over the 100,000 fairy cities, and with the power of heaven and earth in the fairy world, they turned into the white clothes.

One after another, white clothes rose into the air, and below them, the gods were crawling, and all living beings were praising the emperor's name.

Some living beings noticed it and looked up.

"That is..."

"White clothes, black hair, black pupils... Changsheng Emperor!? That is the legendary Changsheng Emperor!"

"It can be seen that Changsheng refers to seeing Changsheng Emperor!?"

"Changsheng Emperor is in this fairy city!?"

"We are saved, hahahaha, Changsheng Emperor is here, how can the gods be so presumptuous!"

All living beings raised their heads, looked at the white clothes, and worshiped.

In the Hundred Thousand Fairy Cities, there was this white clothes flying in the air, facing the endless gods.

"This is the incarnation!"

A saint spoke, looking at the white clothes, but his face did not improve.

There are more than tens of thousands of living beings in the sky. If Changsheng Emperor came in person, there might be a chance of victory, but how many gods can he fight against with just an incarnation! ?

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In the Immortal Underworld, deep in the endless immortal land.

Xu Wushang looked at the Heavenly Dao Platform. The four domains and the underworld were all fighting. The immortal world and the great emperors of the gods were fighting, almost destroying the world.

However, at this moment, Xu Wushang's eyes fell on the Central Region.

She could clearly perceive that the power of the Heavenly Dao and the power of the immortal land were being devoured at an astonishing speed.

"Qin Changqing! There are 100,000 immortal cities in the Central Region, and there are more than tens of millions of gods. Even if you master such magical powers and can dominate the world, it is still too risky!"

Xu Wushang whispered, as if she saw the 100,000 immortal cities and the 100,000 white clothes at a glance.

The Central Region has always been the largest battlefield between immortals and gods, and it is also a must-fight place in the catastrophe.

However, Qin Xuan planned to defend the entire Central Region with his own strength, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of gods.

How crazy is this move! ?

He treated the gods as nothing, and despised the gods as the immortal land. Even if there were tens of millions or hundreds of millions of gods, they could not compare to him, Qin Changqing!

"I hope you can achieve something."

Xu Wushang took a deep breath. In the past, she was extremely shocked when she heard Qin Xuan's move, even as the Supreme Heavenly Dao, but even so, she finally agreed.

She was gambling, but she had to gamble.

Now, the four regions of the immortal land and the underworld are suppressing the catastrophe, almost suppressing the gods in an ancient way.

If it weren't for Qin Changqing guarding the central region alone, this would never be possible.

...

Under those immortal cities, if all living beings saw hope, in the eyes of the dawn, thatWhite clothes, suddenly killing out the power of heaven.

Boom!

When the power of immortality turns into the emperor sword, one sword, sweeping thousands of gods.

God's blood rains down on the power of heaven.

That white clothes, fighting against hundreds of millions of gods.

Boom!

On a fairy city, suddenly there is a strange Dharma image that reaches the sky, with ten arms in place, looking at the gods with angry eyes.

Angry immortality!

On a fairy city, on the white clothes, on the emperor's clothes of immortality, if endless runes flash, suddenly shake the sleeves, there will be thousands of gods, under that sleeve, annihilated into dust.

Buzz!

On a fairy city, there is a white clothes holding a bell, shaking the emperor bell with both fists.

Wherever the bell sound passes, the gods with divine feathers on their backs and the dark golden emperor pupils burst almost with a bang, turning into pieces of divine blood mist, filling the dark sky.

The 100,000 Immortal Cities that were almost in despair before, and the endless gods that were almost rampant to the extreme before, at this moment, reversed life and death, the immortals jumped for joy, and the gods wailed.

Wearing a white robe to guard a city, stained with the blood of gods, standing proudly in the immortal underworld.

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On the Immortal Emperor Mountain, Qin Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the Central Region.

One by one, he transformed himself, borrowed the power of the Heavenly Dao, gathered the power of the Heavenly Dao, and gathered the immortal emperor power in his body to cast one emperor after another.

He once accompanied the women and traveled through the 100,000 cities in the Central Region.

For thirty-three years, Qin Changqing had not wasted his time.

For each city, he cut off a strand of hair and left it in the city, performing this magical power and transforming it into these 100,000 emperors.

Qin Xuan seemed to see the gods turning into blood mist, and in his ears, he seemed to hear the many gods roaring in anger.

The corners of Qin Xuan's mouth curved up, like a wild laugh, despising all the gods.

He stood on the top of the immortal mountain, his white clothes were like snow, and on his waist, a gourd and a sword were hung.

I have 100,000 long-lived hairs, tied to 100,000 cities in the Middle Earth.

All living beings bowed their heads to praise the emperor, and the white-clothed entered the catastrophe to bury the gods!

The smile on Qin Xuan's mouth became more and more intense. He looked at the gods in the sky, and the fire of immortality was burning in his eyes.

"Who said that I, the immortal, will be slaughtered? Who dares to say that I, the immortal, is not as good as the gods!"

Buzz!

A sword chanting sound rose from the top of the Immortal Emperor Mountain, as if startling the gods in the sky.

Qin Xuan held the sword, stood up in white clothes, and stepped out.

I have a method, 100,000 heavenly soldiers!

Bury the endless gods in the Central Region now!