Rebirth of the Urban Madman

On the lonely sea of ​​Beiming, there was a figure sitting cross-legged, covered by a black robe.

Qin Xuan had been in seclusion here for several years.

Suddenly, a faint gust of wind blew, lifting a corner of the black robe, revealing the fair face.

The exposed skin no longer had any grayish whiteness, not only that, every inch of skin was as smooth as jade, without any flaws.

The contours of the face were as sharp as a knife, and the eyebrows were still as calm as before.

With his eyes closed, even though the sea eye was piercing the sky and there was raging power all around, Qin Xuan did not care at all.

Behind Qin Xuan, several figures came together, they looked at each other, looking at Qin Xuan in a black robe.

"There is actually someone!?"

Among them, a woman looked at Qin Xuan with surprise on her face.

This is the eye of the North Sea, and one needs to cross the North Sea, and who knows how many terrifying creatures in the North Sea will be encountered.

This is an existence that even the sub-ancient level will perish. They traveled a long distance and experienced dangers to come here, but they never thought that someone had been here for a long time.

The black robe still did not move at all, and those people glanced at Qin Xuan.

"Are you here for Kunling too?" After about dozens of breaths, the woman who spoke before stepped forward and spoke slowly.

After the voice fell, except for the violent eye of the sea and the sound of the surging sea water, Qin Xuan did not respond a word.

The woman frowned slightly, and she said in a deep voice: "I am Li Ming, the elder of the Lingbing lineage of Tianbing Wanqi Valley. You can enter here, so you are definitely not an unknown person in the ancient continent."

The answer to the woman was still just this world, and Qin Xuan seemed to be sleeping in a cross-legged position, which made the three people beside the woman furious.

"I'm talking to you, can't you hear me!?" This is a group of half-demon-like creatures. Under their burly bodies, they have hair and faces like brown bears, but they are human bodies.

He shook his palm, and a huge axe fell into his palm, as if he was about to chop forward.

"Arnold!"

Li Ming looked at Qin Xuan, and finally she stopped the people beside her.

Then, the four looked at the eye of the sea of ​​Beiming Lone Sea, as if they were looking for something.

Qin Xuan was still sitting cross-legged, with the Turbid Emperor Scroll running in his body. He had already condensed 100,000 ancestral realms and the Dark Treasure Realm in his body, and he had almost reached the peak of the realm master realm.

If he went forward, he should have broken through to the realm master realm, but Qin Xuan never did.

No one knew what he was waiting for.

After Li Ming and others investigated, they did not find any trace of the Kunling, and then they threw several treasures into the Beiming Solitary Sea.

Above the sea water, the treasures continued to evolve, and finally, they turned into an island.

This island was all black and had a size of a hundred feet. However, it could not sink into the sea water above the Beiming Solitary Sea, and it could also hide its breath.

The four people walked on it, and then they were arranging something, as if they were preparing for the opening of the ancient Kunling.

After the first group of people came, a few months later, some more creatures arrived. They also saw Qin Xuan, but these people did not say much and explored on their own.

After Qin Xuan closed his eyes to practice, three years had passed. Hundreds of people had already appeared around the North Sea Eye.

These people all came from the ancient continent. In fact, some of them were from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Qin Xuan could clearly feel their aura.

Similarly, those people in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Daoyuan should have also sensed his aura.

Qin Xuan said he didn't care. He was waiting for the undercurrent that Xia Zu mentioned, and constantly deduced the use of the three turbid forces in his body.

Qin Xuan had already cultivated the second level of the three turbid forces, the Ni Cang Holy Force, the Life and Death Holy Force, and the Pure Heart Holy Force.

The name of the Pure Heart Holy Force was told to him by Xia Zu.

It was obvious that Xia Zu was better at understanding the Turbid Heaven Emperor Scroll.

Just when Qin Xuan had been practicing in seclusion here for ten years without any harm, someone finally couldn't help but attack Qin Xuan.

In front of the sea, Qin Xuan was sitting cross-legged. He saw a very arrogant young man, who was in the Tonggu realm, looking at Qin Xuan coldly.

The next moment, the young man took action. He shook his sleeves, and a knife handle fell into his palm. Along with his palm, the rolling secondary ancient power poured into the knife handle.

Swish, a blazing white blade appeared, and it slashed directly at Qin Xuan.

There were people nearby who saw this sudden scene and were all in a state of watching the show.

Before the knife came close, a terrifying blade fell on Qin Xuan. In an instant, the black robe was torn, revealing the inside.The white clothes.

The black hair was draped over his shoulders, rising slowly.

Just as the knife was about to fall, golden ink-colored lines appeared behind Qin Xuan.

Ascending to the Immortal Body!

Qin Xuan used it directly without any hesitation, but this was different from the Ascending to the Immortal Body he had used before.

Behind him, the lines lit up, and there was a faint shadow, like a larger Qin Xuan emerging, and then there was a second one.

Like nesting dolls, a total of nine shadows, getting bigger and bigger, appeared on Qin Xuan.

The young man slashed at the shadows with a knife, and saw the shadows shattered one by one. After shattering eight shadows, the knife stopped.

There was a hint of surprise in the young man's eyes, his brows were furrowed, and he withdrew.

Then, he held the knife in his hand and looked at Qin Xuan quietly.

"I heard that there is a weirdo who has been sitting cross-legged in front of this sea for nearly ten years. I want to see how weird you are!"

"Now I see that you can sit cross-legged in front of this lonely sea of ​​Beiming for nearly ten years. You are indeed not an ordinary person."

As he said this, the young man was about to turn around. He only swung his sword to satisfy his curiosity.

He was confident of his strength and background, and he didn't care about Qin Xuan's anger at all.

After all, as a disciple of the immortal master of Zhouling Immortal Land, he was a direct descendant and a rare genius in Zhouling Immortal Land.

It was harmless to swung a sword to test.

But just when the young man turned around, the magical power of Qin Xuan dissipated, and his eyes opened faintly.

He looked back at the young man and said slowly, "Eternity!"

As soon as the two words came out, the sea under him suddenly broke open, and a sword on Qin Xuan's waist rose up and changed into a three-foot-long sword that fell into his palm.

"Great Emperor, Wan Gu is here!"

It was still a familiar voice. Qin Xuan looked at the Wan Gu Sword in his hand, and his calm eyes fell on the Wan Gu Sword.

His palm gently stroked, and the Wan Gu Sword made a pleasant sound.

The young man from Zhou Lingxiantu's face changed. He came back to his senses and looked at Qin Xuan who was still sitting cross-legged with his back to him.

The young man frowned and said coldly: "What? Do you still want to attack me!?"

As soon as the voice fell, he suddenly saw Qin Xuan had stood up, and the speed seemed to be very slow. A series of afterimages were drawn between the sky and the earth, and then he appeared in front of him.

The young man wanted to move, but his body seemed to be out of control.

Qin Xuan held the sword and looked at the young man quietly.

"Don't say that I will kill you..."

"So what?"

The Wan Gu Sword in Qin Xuan's hand rose faintly, and lightly placed on the young man's left shoulder, with the sword tip against his throat.

"I'm curious too!"

Qin Xuan smiled, and this smile made the young man shudder, and he wanted to use all his strength to move.

The next moment, the Eternal Sword had already passed over his throat, and blood fell like rain in this lonely sea of ​​the North Sea.