Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The lightning in the sky did not dissipate, as if covering the eyes of all living beings.

Even if the eight hundred days of thunder tribulation ended, Qin Xuan's body was still in the lightning.

If you look deep into the lightning, you can see a charred figure, and you can no longer see the human shape or even the appearance.

Qin Xuan's emperor body seemed to be split apart, and even the origin in Qin Xuan's dantian could be seen to have caves.

The origin was pierced by thunder.

The eight hundred days of thunder tribulation was so terrifying.

You should know that Qin Xuan's power is now comparable to the peak of the eighth fairy king realm, and the ninth emperor realm may not be able to really kill Qin Xuan.

But now, only eight hundred thunder tribulations have severely injured Qin Xuan.

In the lightning, Qin Xuan's origin seemed to be silent, and even his vitality had been extinguished.

Suddenly, a subtle lightning flashed in Qin Xuan's origin, and the origin that was almost pierced and severely injured moved slowly.

The lightning around seemed to be pulled by some force, like the ebb tide, and was swallowed up with Qin Xuan's origin as the center.

This was the thunder above the chaotic world. Even if it was just some aftermath, it was definitely not something that the creatures of the chaotic world could swallow.

Qin Xuan, however, was swallowing the vast power of this thunder tribulation, healing his origin and his emperor body.

The cave in the origin was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The thunder tribulation of the heavens, even the aftermath, surpassed the emperor medicine tree of the fairy world.

The Sixth Jingshui and others watched Qin Xuan's origin revive, and new flesh and blood grew again from the charred body that was almost inhuman.

After an incense stick of time, the body made a crisp sound of breaking, and Qin Xuan, dressed in white, reappeared in this world.

The thunder tribulation of the heavens, just these 800 thunders, are enough to kill countless peerless geniuses from the ancient worlds of immortals and gods.

Now, Qin Xuan seemed to have broken free from the shackles again.

The seventh emperor realm, passed the heavenly thunder tribulation.

The sixth Yun Li smiled, and even the sixth Jingshui seemed to relax slightly.

Qin Xuan looked up at the sky. He had passed the immortal burial tribulation, and the heavenly thunder tribulation was only the first tribulation.

In his eyes, in the darkness of the immortal passage, there was a faint light, from far to near.

It was as if it came from another world, from far to near, gradually turning into a flame, and finally, it was a heavenly fire.

Boom!

In an instant, the heavenly fire enveloped Qin Xuan's body.

In an instant, Qin Xuan's figure became blurred in the heavenly fire.

"This is the tribulation of burning karma!"

The sixth Jingshui's expression became solemn. Someone in the God Realm had taken this step before.

If there are ten thousand creatures who have passed the heavenly tribulation, then less than a hundred people can pass the eight hundred thunder tribulations.

And there are less than ten people who survived this calamity of burning karma.

In the raging fire, Qin Xuan stood tall and proud. He did not feel any temperature, but in the red fire, it seemed that there was an infinite karma in his body.

"The past calamity, two lives in the past, this calamity will be more terrifying than the one I went through before!"

Qin Xuan murmured softly. He did not know how the God Realm called this calamity, but he called it the past.

In his eyes, at the beginning of the past life, one figure after another came.

At first, perhaps it was an ant, or perhaps a white flower, slowly falling from in front of him and approaching him.

But when the ant and the white flower fell, Qin Xuan's body seemed to have suffered a heavy blow.

It was like some kind of flame, burning his flesh and blood, burning his origin, and even burning his soul.

That kind of pain was unavoidable, and even Qin Xuan's consciousness was several times clearer than usual.

Qin Xuan looked at the ant. He could no longer remember how old he was when he accidentally stepped on it to death, nor how old he was when he picked the white flower.

But he remembered this calamity.

In the past two lives, every time Qin Xuan took a living being, no matter how small, he had to pay for it.

Qin Xuan had experienced this kind of pain once when he was crossing the burial calamity.

In his previous life, the trees he cut down, the living beings he killed, and even the spiritual medicines he swallowed...

Wisps of flames took shape and turned into calamities.

In his previous life, Qin Xuan became an emperor in the fairy world for a thousand years. He killed more than millions of living beings.

Every living being almost turned into an unbearable flame, burning Qin Xuan's body.

He had experienced this kind of burning body before, but last time, he had not completely survived the immortal burial tribulation, and still had to go through it again, and... ordinary people would only need to go through it once, but Qin Changqing had to go through it a third time.

He was reborn before, and after many years, he finally stood at the top of the immortal world again.

In this life, the number of creatures he killed was many times more terrifying than in his previous life.

Not counting the God Emperor, the many epochs of the immortal world...Yuan, the ancient immortal king, that star, billions of lives...

The endless flames made Qin Xuan, who was almost immune to pain, feel crazy.

In the end, the endless flames even burned his consciousness.

Qin Xuan could only leave a trace of clarity, and he kept this trace of clarity.

This is his past. How much blood and sin he had stained his hands with, how majestic he was, and now he has to endure how much pain and how miserable he is.

The world is unfair, but this world is also fair.

This is the past that all living beings in the world have to wash with blood when facing the calamity of burying immortals and the difficulty of becoming gods, and they have to pay the price for the past.

And the past is even more irreversible and unavoidable.

In this life, Qin Xuan understood this truth. Every time he killed someone, he had made sufficient preparations.

In the deepest part of his consciousness, Qin Xuan looked at the many pasts that turned into extreme pain and descended on him.

In his heart, he was even more fearless, without joy or sorrow.

Perhaps, this road is destined to be a sea of ​​blood and piles of corpses.

But has the heaven and earth ever given any living being the power of life and death?

He looked at the endless past and burned himself, and suddenly, a faint smile appeared on his face, and his eyes closed lightly.

"I, Qin Changqing, will take this road even if I return to the past!"

"No complaints or regrets!"

Boom!

The raging fire seemed to burn away the past cause and effect, and burn away the karma of his two lives.

This ball of fire was like the scorching sun, burning for two days and two nights in this fairyland.

Until the ball of fire faded, Qin Xuan stood in this fairyland passage.

His eyes were slightly closed, and his eyebrows were calm.

In the eyes of all living beings who were almost holding their breath, Qin Xuan's eyes suddenly opened and closed.

A ray of fire passed through his pupils, like a sky fire passing through the night.

There seemed to be a faint smile in those eyes.

A smile wipes out the sins of the past, a smile wipes out the pain of this calamity.

He looked at the end of the darkness, waiting for the third calamity.

"He, survived!" There was joy and shock in the eyes of the Sixth Yunli.

The Sixth Jingshui also took a breath, "The heroic spirit is coming!"

"In this calamity, there is only one creature in the God Realm who survived this calamity!"

"If you can survive this calamity, it will be a great calamity!"

"After surviving the great calamity, you can enter the heavens!"

She looked at Qin Xuan, but there was no worry in the depths of her eyes, but...

a ray of hope!