Rebirth of the Urban Madman

One step, and he will become the Great Emperor.

Qin Xuan was at a crucial moment.

The thirteen true treasures were condensed in various parts of his body. With just one step, he could break all the shackles now.

With the body of true treasures, the foundation of the Great Way of Longevity, and the eternal will of Qin Changqing, he stepped into the realm of the Great Emperor.

In the ancient plain, in the realm at the top.

Boom!

In the vortex of heaven and earth, the terrifying waves hit Qin Xuan.

"Has another contender taken action?"

Qin Xuan had a stray thought in his mind, but it was this stray thought that made the thirteen true treasures suddenly resonate.

Originally, it was a natural path, but under this stray thought, too many changes occurred.

"If Emperor Cheng loses, the backlash will trap him for who knows how many years."

Qin Xuan had a stray thought in his mind again.

The fighter who attacked was not strong, at least, this attack was so.

But if he opened his eyes, if he stood up, then his road to becoming an emperor would fail, and he didn't know where to start again.

The most important thing is that once the foundation is damaged, it will be even more difficult for him to condense a nearly perfect foundation again.

Qin Xuan was about to open his eyes. Now, he had no one to help him. Even if there was, he couldn't face the fighter.

At the critical moment, Qin Xuan felt another breath.

This breath was strange and familiar.

The most important thing was that this breath easily blocked the fighter's attack.

"Who is it? There is actually someone who can block the fighter and help the immortal break through!?" The ancestor of the Taichu family was a little unbelievable. Even if this attack was not the full strength of the fighter, it was not something that an ordinary emperor could resist.

However, this confrontation did not cause much waves.

"The strength of the person coming is not that of an ordinary emperor. This immortal actually has someone to help him. He came from the Netherworld, but it doesn't seem like that!"

In the Taigu Ruins, the Changming Saint Emperor spoke. He was like a spectator, watching this destined play.

For this reason, he seemed to have waited for a long time in the Taigu Ruins.

Changming Saint Emperor and a group of emperors knew how difficult it was to become an emperor.

Once they failed, they knew even more how miserable the consequences would be.

Perhaps this immortal was unparalleled in ancient and modern times, and his strength was terrifying to the extreme, but becoming an emperor was not just a matter of strength.

The right time, the right place, and the right people, if any of these links were missing, it would only lead to self-destruction.

Not only the emperor-level creatures in the Shiguyuan, but even the fighters who took action.

In the ancestral land outside the domain, the emperor battlefield in the chaos, and even on the road between the Netherworld and the Shiguyuan, there were fighters who raised their heads.

They seemed to have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

"Someone actually helped him, he doesn't know whether to live or die!"

The fighter who made the move was wearing sixteen wings, with fine red hair on his body, and his eyes were as bright as the stars.

There were too many runes on his arms, and each rune was extremely terrifying.

The bow and arrow in his hand exuded the aura of more than a thousand powerful creatures. From this aura, the original body of these auras might all be top emperors.

"Don't let this immortal break through, otherwise, we will all be in that nameless mountain for a period of time in the future."

Another fighter spoke across the boundless sky and earth.

His voice seemed to be beyond the limits of the ancient original Taoism, time and space.

Other fighters also looked up in the direction of Qin Xuan, separated by an unknown distance, but as if close at hand.

…

Under the gaze of all the great emperor-level creatures, including the one who was eager to cross the river, the second arrow once again crossed the sky and earth of the Ancient Plain.

This arrow was even more terrifying, and it was not comparable to the previous arrow.

With one arrow, the vortex of heaven and earth was completely wiped out.

The white clothes were raging, and the endless wind made the hair on Qin Xuan's back messy.

In normal times, even if the one who was fighting for the river attacked with all his strength, he would not even move a corner of his clothes or a strand of black hair.

And not far from where Qin Xuan sat cross-legged, a drop of blood dripped from the air.

This drop of blood fell into the ancient ruins.

The power of the drop of blood sublimated all things.

Everyone saw clearly that the person who made the move was a woman wearing a black dress.

Her appearance was very ordinary and common.

Her eyes seemed very gentle.

But in that hand, there were two arrows for crossing the river, which made this woman look no longer ordinary, common, and gentle.

"Who is it? I have never seen her before!"

The ancestor of the Taichu family was stunned. He had been in charge of the Ancient Plain for a long time, but he was unfamiliar with this woman."But, it's a little familiar, like... That's right, like killing, but not killing!"

The ancestor of the Taichu family muttered to himself, and at this moment, a voice sounded beside the ancestor of the Taichu family.

"She is not killing, but she is also killing!"

The person who spoke was none other than the disciple of the Yongheng Emperor and his master.

She is not a voyager, but she seems to be one.

Lin Yaosheng!

At this moment, he is also very different from the past.

He still looks like a young man, holding a paper fan in his hand, but his eyes exude a kind of demonic light.

The ancestor of the Taichu family did not turn around, and a trace of astonishment appeared on his face.

Immediately, he counted with his fingers.

"It's the evil fetus of Killing Life that was left behind by Killing Life!" The ancestor of the Taichu family took a deep breath, "Isn't this evil fetus reincarnated in the sea of ​​sin, and died a miserable death in every life?"

"She, became an emperor? Even if she became a great emperor, she shouldn't look like this!"

The ancestor of the Taichu family seemed to know the past of the evil fetus of Killing Life. He didn't understand the meaning of the Great Emperor Killing Life's actions at the beginning.

But now, he felt that the meaning of the Great Emperor Killing Life's actions at the beginning was about to be revealed.

"Yes, she should have died a miserable death in every life, but she met a fool in this life!" Lin Yaosheng laughed.

At this moment, the black-clothed woman in the vortex of heaven and earth was already looking at the third arrow.

Even though she has become a great emperor now, even though she is the evil fetus left by the Great Emperor Killing Life, reincarnated for countless lives.

When the third arrow attacked, a blood-red flame appeared around her.

The Emperor's aura was burning, but An Luo's expression did not change at all.

She shook her palm and shattered the two swords.

Then, she slowly reached out her hand, and a blood-like knife with endless killing intent appeared in her hand.

"Killing Tower, Wanling Knife, Extreme Killing Platform!"

"This is the knife that killed people in the beginning!"

The ancestor of the Taichu family swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his voice was full of horror.

Wanling Knife, the Emperor's weapon of killing people!

An Luo held this knife in her hand, but at this moment, she used it not to kill people.

But to... save people!

The Emperor's aura burned like fire, entered the Wanling Knife, and met the third arrow of the contender.

Boom!

On the ancient ruins, the sky and the earth were shaken, and the universe was transformed into nothingness.

All power, things, and Taoism were all wiped out at this moment.

Even the Emperor was shocked back.

The Changming Saint Emperor was guarding this ancient ruins alone, and the Saint Emperor power in his body was faintly vibrating.

When the aftermath dissipated, all living beings looked up.

There seemed to be a few more cracks on the white clothes.

But there was a person who half-knelt in front of the white clothes.

An Luo's arm was full of blood and fell into the Wanling Sword, being devoured by the Wanling Sword.

"You are not weak, retreat, for the sake of the Emperor of Killing, I will leave you a way out."

A figure appeared in front of An Luo.

An Luo raised his eyes and stared at the twelve dragon wings and the red hair of the struggler.

"I am not a killer!"

Her voice was indifferent, and she slowly stood up, her black clothes stained with blood.

"An Luo, don't retreat!"