Rebirth of the Urban Madman

"Ant, how dare you look down on us?" A soul was furious, "Even if it is a real dragon, so what? We have been suppressed for seven hundred years, how can you, a young boy, despise us!"

"How dare you!"

Before Qin Xuan could speak, Yunyu in the air had already spoken.

The dragon's mouth slightly opened and closed, and the vast voice exploded like thunder, "How dare a few ghosts speak to the senior like this?"

Yunyu secretly glanced at Qin Xuan with his peripheral vision, not without the intention of flattering him.

In its heart, if it could please Qin Xuan at this time, it might be able to get more souls next time. After all, he had been sleeping and imprisoned in the Black Soul Stone for a long time, and his dragon soul was already very weak. Although he was nourished by Qin Xuan's evergreen power, he was still pitifully weak, not to mention his strength at the peak of the demon pill stage.

Qin Xuan naturally didn't take this little thought seriously.

He just smiled faintly, and then slowly uttered a word: "Kill!"

Instantly, Yunyu and Mo Ling in the air fell down, and the first to take action was Yunyu who couldn't wait. He roared angrily, and the dragon body swooped down.

Like an eagle catching a rabbit, he grabbed the weapon of one of the souls in an instant.

Under his dragon claws, the weapon condensed by the evil spirit instantly exploded, turning into an evil wind that swept in all directions.

The soul was shocked, and his eyes were completely fierce.

He actually threw away the weapon directly, and grabbed Yunyu's claws fiercely with both hands, and actually wanted to fight Yunyu in close combat.

Facing the actions of this soul, Yunyu smiled contemptuously.

No matter how unbearable he was, he was also a demon pill dragon, an existence with divine consciousness, how could he be compared with such a mere soul?

"Looking for death!"

Yun Yu just uttered two words, and then, a pair of dragon claws seemed to burst out with a force of ten thousand kilograms, instantly crushing the hands of the soul into powder, turning it into soul power.

Yun Yu opened his dragon mouth, and the soul power was swallowed directly into his mouth.

After the soul power entered his mouth, Yun Yu's body actually swelled a little, and his eyes were even more excited.

"Die!"

Yun Yu shouted, and he directly wrapped his dragon body around the tall soul. In the slow wrapping, the soul wailed and turned into soul power that dissipated.

Yun Yu opened his mouth and swallowed all the soul power into his stomach.

It seemed as if he had swallowed a panacea, showing an extremely comfortable expression.

It was just a blink of an eye, and a soul was destroyed. Seeing this scene, Yuan Jinhong was already unable to express his inner horror.

Although the Mo Ling on the side took action a little later, he still took action.

It is a spirituality derived from the ink spirit of literati over a long period of time. It is not good at killing and fighting, but it still has its own methods.

I saw Mo Ling pressing down with four feet like a small mountain.

In just a moment, two of the evil spirits had difficulty supporting under its terrifying body, and their weapons exploded instantly, and even the souls began to crack.

Mo Ling's fighting method is very simple, simple and crude, without any skills.

On the other hand, Yun Yu, after getting the soul power of a soul, the whole person wanted to swallow all the twelve souls in one breath.

He kept rolling, swinging his tail, and dropping his claws, constantly forcing the three souls in front of him to retreat step by step. No matter how those souls attacked, for Yun Yu, the soul of the dragon, the sharp blade on his body was just like scratching an itch, and he didn't take it seriously at all.

For a moment, the twelve spirits that had been so fierce and ferocious before seemed powerless under the dragon and turtle, and could only retreat step by step.

Qin Xuan watched quietly and stood proudly on the side.

Such a result was not unexpected to him, although these twelve spirits were not weak, and each of them had the strength to fight against the innate. However, they met Qin Xuan.

Yun Yu did not need to say much, that was the real dragon soul of the demon pill period, and knew how to practice. Although it was only a soul now and could not control the law, the means it possessed were still not comparable to these spirits.

On the other hand, these spirits had enough power, but they did not have the means to control these powers.

After all, they were just ordinary soldiers or generals seven hundred years ago. What kind of strength level did the soldiers and generals have when they could be killed and wounded by Zhu Di's army at the cost of 60,000 casualties in exchange for 500,000 casualties?

It is not an exaggeration to say that they are good-for-nothings. Apart from the power displayed by the evil spirit, how can the souls formed by such a group of good-for-nothings be a match for Yun Yu in terms of fighting?

Not to mention the Mo Ling, who has been derived from the literary spirit and ink spirit of literati since the Spring and Autumn Period. After a long time, the Mo Ling's own righteousness has suppressed the souls formed by the resentful evil spirit.Such a result was not unexpected. Qin Xuan had anticipated the problem in Longchi Mountain before, so he subdued Yunyu Mo Ling in the villa and came to check the spiritual vein.

Qin Xuan smiled, and suddenly, his expression changed.

A fierce wind came suddenly, and the Eternal Sword suddenly hummed, and it cut down the fierce wind.

Ding!

The sound of metal collision rose in the air, and three souls broke away from the battle between Mo Ling and Yunyu and rushed straight to Qin Xuan.

Obviously, they knew that Qin Xuan was the owner of the dragon and the turtle. Only by killing Qin Xuan could they reverse the victory.

"Kill him!"

One of the souls riding a horse, with murderous aura burning on his body, roared.

"To capture the thief, should we capture the leader first?"

Qin Xuan laughed dumbly, "You have some brains, but unfortunately... you chose the wrong person!"

There was a slight flash of light in Qin Xuan's eyes, and his eyes gradually became indifferent. He took a step forward, and the Eternal Sword had already fallen into his hand.

"I don't want to attack you, just because... you don't deserve it!"

"Do you think I'm weak and can be bullied just like this?"

Qin Xuan smiled, and the Eternal Sword in his hand shook slightly, and in an instant, his figure disappeared.

The whole person seemed to dissipate between heaven and earth. When he appeared again, he was already behind the three souls.

On the Eternal Sword, the tiny trace of the Immortal Emperor's thoughts had returned to the sea of ​​consciousness.

Qin Xuan stood with the sword in his hand, and the next moment, the three souls in front of him instantly exploded and turned into soul power all over the sky.

"What... what?"

Yuan Jinhong even lost his voice. Even if the dragon and turtle spirits were by his side before, he didn't feel shocked by this scene.

With just one sword and one thought, he actually killed three souls?

Who is this guy? A monster?

Yuan Jinhong couldn't imagine that he couldn't block the souls with his full strength, but this young man killed three with one sword.

Could it be that he is a terrestrial immortal?

Who else can have such magical powers except the real terrestrial immortals?

Yuan Jinhong was dazed, and cold sweat began to appear on his forehead. Looking at the souls that were gradually torn and shattered, less than 20 minutes later, the twelve souls that he thought were invincible to the masters of the entire Chinese Dao realm had completely disappeared.

Transformed into soul power all over the sky, it was swallowed by a dragon and a turtle in the sky.

After swallowing these twelve souls, Yuan Jinhong found that the dragon and the turtle had almost doubled in size.

In his eyes, the figure that he once thought was a madman stood proudly, as if a banished immortal had descended to the earth.

Qin Xuan had a calm and indifferent expression on his face, as if the complete disappearance of the twelve souls was not enough to cause any ripples in his heart. He just looked at the evil spirit that filled the sky and threw the Eternal Sword directly into the air.

With his hands condensed, the Eternal Sword was like a huge whirlpool, and the thick evil spirit in the sky was constantly swallowed by the Eternal Sword. The subtle light at the root of the ink-colored sword body, like the stars, gradually turned into blood.

Control the spirit to devour the soul, drive the sword to refine the evil!

Yun Yu groaned, and his body kept shrinking, lingering around Qin Xuan's body, as if flattering him. The ink spirit also turned into a small turtle and quietly crawled on Qin Xuan's shoulder.

Yuan Jinhong looked at this scene, as if he felt that he was not facing a person, but the Zhenwu Emperor with a coiled dragon body and a divine turtle under his feet.

He really couldn't describe the person in front of him. After several minutes of silence, Yuan Jinhong finally said something in his mind.

Looking around the world, there is no one like him!