Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The Lost Ones were originally in the beginningless and endless world, but because the years were too long, they gradually lost themselves.

In the end, their consciousness was wiped out by the years, but their bodies, strength, and instincts always existed.

They were like displaced souls, floating in the beginningless and endless world.

As long as they were judged as threats by these Lost Ones, they would take action and ruthlessly wipe them out with instinct.

But now, these Lost Ones who exist by instinct are actually kneeling down, kneeling down in front of a Creation-level existence.

Not to mention the Creation-level, even the Wuji Xuanzhu can't make a lost creature surrender.

In the eyes of the Lost Ones, they shouldn't even have the concept of surrender.

The surrender of so many Lost Ones made the Great Ming Dragon Lord stunned, and even Qin Xuan had a storm in his heart.

The Creation-level existence looked at Qin Xuan and the Great Ming Dragon Lord quietly.

The two could not even define whether the existence of the creation level in front of them was a person who lost the way.

With just a glance, Qin Xuan felt that his consciousness fell into an endless vortex and experienced reincarnation.

Bewildered, the years were erased!

Qin Xuan always maintained his original heart. No matter how many reincarnations he experienced or how many whirlpools he was trapped in, his original heart never wavered.

When Qin Xuan woke up again, he found that the people who lost the way around him had disappeared long ago.

The Great Ming Dragon Lord on the side had a pale face and sweat all over his head, as if he had experienced a life-and-death battle.

There was even a kind of fear and regret in his eyes.

He regretted stepping into this Wudao Mountain!

The horror in Wudao Mountain was beyond his imagination.

"Senior, I shouldn't have barged in here rashly. Please leave me a chance to survive and let me go. I will never regret offending this place again." Daming Dragon Lord seemed to have forgotten the hatred of the God of Wilderness. In his eyes, there was only fear and the desire to protect himself.

The Creation Lord looked at Daming Dragon Lord quietly and raised his hand gently. The next moment, Daming Dragon Lord let out a shrill scream.

I saw Daming Dragon Lord's body, his flesh, origin, and consciousness seemed to be stripped away.

But for the Creation Lord, it was like opening a book and quietly looking at Daming Dragon Lord.

Even in the body of Daming Dragon Lord, there were wisps of white smoke floating gently and falling into the hands of the Creation Lord.

In the end, these white smoke formed some words.

‘499862’

A series of numbers quietly appeared in the hands of the Creation Master. When Qin Xuan saw it, his pupils couldn’t help but condense.

He felt that this number should be all the mysterious numbers of the Great Ming Dragon Master.

But this mysterious number could actually be taken away by the Creation-level Loser in front of him! ?

Qin Xuan rarely encountered something difficult to understand. In fact, he had never thought about it, so he didn’t ask the Master of Exposition.

I thought that the Creation-level Losers were the same as these Losers, but they were more powerful and terrifying.

Now that he saw it, Qin Xuan understood that he had thought too little.

The Creation Master in front of him was far more terrifying than the Exposition Master and the Dragon Beard Master he had seen.

The mysterious Nine Heavens Master was probably also slightly inferior.

Only the founder of the ultimate power method that can travel through the world, Lord Hu, can be compared with the creation-level Lost Dao in front of him.

The Great Ming Dragon Lord was still screaming and wailing, and in the end, even the screams and wailing disappeared.

The creation-level Lost Dao Lord waved his hand gently, and everything was restored. However, Qin Xuan could feel that the Great Ming Dragon Lord seemed to have a collapse, and his consciousness and origin were almost collapsing.

Qin Xuan didn't know that this feeling might make a ten-transformation Supreme Lord like this, and the torture in it was self-evident.

He looked at the Great Ming Dragon Lord falling to the ground, like a pool of mud, and then the creation-level Lord flicked it lightly, and the Great Ming Dragon Lord had already flown out and was directly shaken out of Wudao Mountain.

The creation-level Lost Dao in front of him was not wiped out. To be more precise, the feeling he gave Qin Xuan was life and death, which was meaningless to him. Life or death was also possible, all in his mind.

Qin Xuan's thoughts turned, and the creation-level Loser had already looked at Qin Xuan.

The deep eyes reflected Qin Xuan's figure, and similarly, the creation-level Loser waved his hand.

Qin Xuan only felt that his consciousness, flesh, and origin were all being stripped away.

At this moment, Qin Xuan's origin suddenly burned and was about to burn out.

But the eyes of this creation-level being changed a little, and then a force directly suppressed Qin Xuan's origin, making Qin Xuan's origin unable to even burn.

Not only that, this creation-level being gently stretched out his hand and pinched it.

At Qin XuanIn his eyes, a vague connection emerged, but this vague and unobservable connection materialized and turned into clouds and smoke. Finally, at the fingertips of this creation-level existence, it turned into a connection between Qin Xuan and countless white cicadas.

Qin Xuan's consciousness could clearly see this scene, and he finally understood why the Great Ming Dragon Lord was afraid.

The fear of mortals comes from death or fear of the unknown.

But for him and the Great Ming Dragon Lord, everything they have is under control, so what are they afraid of?

Even if it is life or death, it is just that the enemy is stronger. In the end, there will be stronger people who will kill the enemy in front of them.

The creation-level loser in front of him is different. He seems to be able to see through everything. A kind of nearly omnipotent power is like a natural moat. No matter what you do, you can't cross it.

It's also like fate. No matter what you do, you can't break free.

When the strong are powerless, or even played with like an ant, this is the source of the fear of the Great Ming Dragon Lord.

At this moment, Qin Xuan's heart was also in turmoil. He had already carefully hidden the method of the Immortal Cicada, which was one of his biggest trump cards. But now, this Fortune-level Loser has directly materialized his connection with all the Immortal Cicadas.

As long as this Fortune-level Loser gently pinches, he will lose contact with the Immortal Cicada.

The so-called trump card is just a trick that has been revealed.

It was also the first time that Qin Xuan personally felt the horror of the Fortune-level.

However, the Lost Lord did not erase this connection. He just looked at Qin Xuan. In an instant, Qin Xuan's past was read by the Lost Lord like a movie that was fast-forwarded countless times.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan lost consciousness.

When Qin Xuan woke up again, he found that the Fortune-level Loser had suffered some kind of serious injury.

The surrounding world has also been blocked.

"What's going on!"

Qin Xuan's pupils shrank again, and he was puzzled.

The Creation-level Lord looked up at him, and his gaze at this moment made Qin Xuan feel familiar.

It was as if... the same gaze he had given the Creation-level Lord not long ago.

Qin Xuan took a step towards the Creation-level Lord, but the Creation-level Lord instinctively took a step back, as if he was afraid.

Qin Xuan stopped and said slowly: "Are you afraid of me!?"

He looked carefully and found that there were two scars on the body of this Creation-level Loser.

One was a knife and the other was a sword!