Rebirth of the Urban Madman

On the Hongmeng Yuanshan Mountain, Dingyun God King, the master of the seven major forces, was silent at this moment.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you chase him?!"

Dingyun God King's face changed greatly at this moment.

Who would have thought that a creature of the fifth emperor realm would actually escape from Hongmeng Yuanshan Mountain! ?

The seven eighth emperor realms, even the gods, did not stop this person!

The master of Hongmeng Yuan Palace, the master of Yuanshengmeng... The seven eighth emperor realm gods looked extremely ugly at this moment.

Boom!

The gods dispersed, and the world shook.

The seven figures soared into the air, and an angry voice came from the sky.

"Whoever can arrest this person will be rewarded!"

The eighth emperor realm god king took the lead, and the entire Hongmeng Yuanshan Mountain was in chaos.

Many God Emperors and God Kings came back to their senses and looked in the direction where Qin Xuan left.

"Chase!"

In the distance, there was a loud shout that resounded through the world.

In the Supreme Luotian, Qin Xuan disturbed the boundary wings and destroyed the divine rules of time around him.

Every time he moved, he crossed thousands of miles, but every time he moved, he was as if he was in a quagmire.

Destroying the divine rules of time may seem simple, but the consumption of the longevity path is even more terrifying.

Qin Xuan's Great Emperor's origin in his body has not recovered much, even if the Immortal has tried his best, it is difficult to make up for this consumption.

Ten thousand miles, one hundred thousand miles, one million miles...

Qin Xuan never stopped in the Supreme Luotian. When he rushed 1.3 million miles, suddenly, Qin Xuan spurted out a mouthful of Emperor's blood.

The expression on his face was also extremely depressed.

The Great Emperor's origin was almost exhausted again.

Qin Xuan's eyes were shaken. He immediately took out some of the remaining divine medicines in his hand. No matter what grade they were, he refined them all at once, turning them into chaotic imperial power and entering the origin.

When refining those divine medicines into his body, Qin Xuan's mouth once again gushed out imperial blood.

He didn't even have more time to refine those divine medicines to purity, but at this moment, Qin Xuan had no other choice.

Cangqing Yaowang Ridge is 3.6 million miles away from Hongmeng Yuanshan.

He is only one-third of the way now.

In normal times, how could Qin Xuan care about 3.6 million miles?

But now, these 3.6 million miles can make the difference between life and death.

Qin Xuan made all his efforts. Even if he relied on the way of longevity to break through the years, making his speed difficult for even the eighth emperor to catch up, but if his imperial power was exhausted and his origin was exhausted, how far would these hundreds of thousands of miles be for the eighth emperor to travel.

Qin Xuan's eyes were still unmoved, and he moved forward with wings flapping.

Once on Hongmeng Yuanshan, Qin Xuan mentioned to Du Yuan Tianmeng that even in a desperate situation, he, Qin Changqing, would have to fight his way out.

Who would have thought that his words would become a maxim.

The most important thing is that Qin Xuan knew very well that the eighth emperor realm might be a small matter. If the ninth emperor realm in Yimeng Palace moved, then even if he entered Cangqing Yaowang Ridge, he might not be truly safe.

While Qin Xuan was running fast, Yiyi always grabbed Qin Xuan's clothes in his arms.

She didn't know what happened, but she was full of joy when she saw Qin Xuan.

However, she seemed to feel distressed when she saw Qin Xuan vomiting blood.

It seemed that there was emperor blood dripping slowly from the corner of Qin Xuan's mouth and falling on Yiyi's eyebrows.

Yiyi's tender eyebrows twisted slightly together.

She seemed to be thinking about something, and she let go of Qin Xuan's clothes and looked at her hands.

Then, she put the tender, white little hand into her mouth.

"Wow!"

Yiyi suddenly cried, attracting Qin Xuan's attention.

Qin Xuan looked down, but saw Yiyi's face full of pain, and there was a little blood on her lips.

At this moment, Yiyi raised the bitten hand and smeared the bright red blood on Qin Xuan's lips.

Qin Xuan's eyes were shocked, and his wings suddenly froze, stopped in this world, and looked at Yiyi.

The blood on the lips not only did not have the slightest fishy smell, but it smelled like fragrant orchid, which made Qin Xuan couldn't help licking it at this moment, but he restrained this action abruptly.

Yiyi looked at Qin Xuan in pain, and when she saw that Qin Xuan was unmoved, she immediately cried out.

At the same time, she squeezed the wound and squeezed out a few drops of blood, sending them to Qin Xuan's lips.

Qin Xuan's lips were tightly closed, without any sign of opening.

Yiyi immediately pulled Qin Xuan's lower lip in a hurry and forcibly sent the few drops of blood in.

The blood entered her teeth, and it was extremely sweet. There was also an extremely powerful force that rushed along Qin Xuan's throat and directly into Qin Xuan's dantian.

The power in the blood was like a thousand-foot waterfall, pouringIt fell into Qin Xuan's Emperor Origin.

Boom!

On Qin Xuan's body, the Dao pattern that had been dimmed lit up again.

The Dantian, which was almost exhausted and even eroded by the power of the messy divine medicine, was even more vibrant at this moment.

Not only that, Qin Xuan could feel that he had a connection with this world, as if it was a bridge between heaven and earth, and on the other side of the bridge was the vast avenue.

All the Daos are there, and there is even immortality!

In Qin Xuan's eyes, endless brilliance shone.

But the black pupils were always looking at Yiyi.

He looked at Yiyi's painful expression, he looked at Yiyi's anxious, helpless, and worried expression, but it seemed that endless anger was burning in his eyes.

Yuansheng Gate, Hongmeng Yuan Palace... Yimeng Palace!

The name of the Eight Gates emerged in Qin Xuan's mind.

Qin Changqing, now there is a day when he needs to suck the blood of a young child to survive.

Qin Xuan rarely felt humiliated. This humiliation was like the anger of the emperor, wanting to burn the four seas and eight wildernesses.

Since his rebirth, Qin Changqing has overcome disasters and killed the geniuses. Even though he has experienced countless disasters and hundreds of life and death, he has never fallen to this point.

The Eight Gates regard Yiyi as a treasure and want to use its blood to make imperial medicine, but now, Qin Changqing is also swallowing Yiyi's blood.

Even if Yiyi took the initiative to do it, Qin Xuan's heart is still very uncomfortable.

Even if the Dao fire burns his body and the stars pass by his thoughts, Qin Xuan has never felt this uncomfortable, or even angry.

Yiyi looked at Qin Xuan's breath returning to its peak. Although it was a little painful, she smiled happily.

She blew the wound on her finger desperately and laughed.

Qin Xuan looked at Yiyi's smile, he slowly exhaled, and the blood on his lips had long disappeared.

'I, Qin Changqing, have cultivated for two lifetimes, but I have fallen to such a state! '

'If the eight gates are not destroyed, I, Qin Changqing, will never be at peace! '

A faint voice sounded in Qin Xuan's heart.

In his eyes, the eight gates also have a dream palace, which is a behemoth that exists in the nine realms of the three emperors.

Even so, Qin Xuan's murderous intent in his heart has never wavered.

Such anger should be stopped with blood!

Such humiliation should be paid with life!