Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Qin Xuan frowned slightly, his Dantian moved slightly, and a dusty white robe fell on him.

He looked at the flesh and blood branches in front of him, and suddenly, a terrifying sense of oppression came into his mind.

At this moment, his body seemed to be out of control, and even affected his consciousness.

In his mind, there was a command surging.

Qin Xuan looked at the Doumie Lord, and the original immortal body was exerted, and a wisp of flame burned at the center of his eyebrows.

He moved his palm, and countless black blood on his arm condensed and turned into the shape of a sword.

"Kill!"

An unknown voice sounded in Qin Xuan's mind, and then his body stepped out uncontrollably.

He exerted all the immortal skills of longevity, and the aura of creation lingered on his body. The Doumie skill of creation and the perception of the treasure book of creation were used without reservation.

All this was not Qin Xuan's original intention, but he could not control it.

Lord Doumie, who was fighting Lord Wuchen, noticed something. She turned her head and saw a person in white coming in the darkness.

Holding the Black Blood Sword, she exuded the familiar breath of the Creation Doumie Art.

"It's you who got the Creation Doumie Art!?"

"What a pity, it was assimilated by this Ascended Dark Lord."

"Well, I'll take back the 500,000 Xuan numbers myself."

Lord Doumie spoke indifferently. She was very proud and did not take Qin Xuan seriously.

However, when the Black Blood Sword in Qin Xuan's hand slashed out, Lord Doumie's expression changed.

"In the Dust Realm, there is actually nearly a hundred transformations of power? No, it's not even a hundred transformations, and there is a power increase from the Ascended Dark Lord."

Lord Doumie made a move, and a ray of Creation Power met the Black Blood Sword.

But even the Creation Power, at this moment, also showed sword marks.

"Almost. The strength is almost the same as that of the unruly guy in Tuling Palace."

"Sixty succumbs? No, at least seventy succumbs!"

A trace of shock also appeared on the face of Doumie Zunzhu.

Even if he relied on the power of the Ascended Dark Lord to reach the power of the Supreme Lord of more than seventy succumbs, it was too evil for the creatures in the world of dust.

No wonder this boy can exchange for the Doumie skill of good fortune.

Boom!

At this moment, Qin Xuan's flesh and blood were almost drying up, and wisps of black flames were burning.

The flesh and blood on his body were burning, turning into a sword, slashing towards Doumie Zunzhu.

That wisp of good fortune was actually slashed by Qin Xuan's sword.

Doumie Zunzhu came to his senses and was about to attack again, but at this moment, Wuchen Zunzhu had already started.

He took a big step forward, and in his palm, a long sword was like a living thing, with black blood beating.

"Dou Mie, who will die, you or me?!"

The voice of Lord Wu Chen sounded, and then he slashed out with a knife.

It looked like one knife, but in fact, Lord Wu Chen slashed out millions of knives.

Millions of knives merged into one, and in an instant, the entire void was sunken. The extremely terrifying power even suppressed the darkness. All the forces and creatures in it were under unimaginable pressure.

It was like a star falling into the sea. Before the star fell, the terrifying wind pressure was enough to make the birds and fish unable to move.

Lord Dou Mie's pupils condensed, and she understood that Lord Wu Chen had used all his strength.

This attack would determine the winner!

The small tower behind Lord Dou Mie shook slightly, and then, the weapon of good fortune actually merged with the Guan Dao in his hand.

Boom!

A weapon emitting a terrifying aura appeared in the hands of the Doumie Lord. The aura of this weapon was different from that of the Creation Weapon. It was filled with the power of Doumie.

Qin Xuan looked from afar and could feel that the power in this weapon was far stronger than any kind of Doumie aura he had sensed.

If it were to be described, it would be like the terrifying bloody aura emanating from a butcher.

And this weapon was emitting the Doumie aura that had killed the Creation Lord.

The Doumie Lord had killed the Creation Lord, and more than one.

"There are ten levels of Creation Doumie. Every time a Creation Lord is killed, the power of Creation and the power of the Creation Doumie Soldier will change dramatically."

"Is this the power of the Doumie Lord?"

Looking at the attack of the two, in an instant, the entire darkness fell into a deathly silence.

Then, the entire darkness was twisting, and this twist even transcended the darkness and spread to the four states.

The power of the Xuan Lord Dao, the overwhelming light, at this moment, seemed to be cut off by an extremely sharp knife.

Being in this, Qin Xuan's body also suffered a nearly devastating blow.

His body was broken, but the growth rate of the dark flesh on his body wasEven more amazing, in just a blink of an eye, his body recovered.

This recovery speed is even more terrifying than his Immortal Art of Longevity.

Qin Xuan felt the changes in himself, and the power of the origin did not decrease at all.

"It's because of this black blood. Once it is damaged, the black blood will automatically repair it without the power of the origin."

"Just like a lizard's tail will grow automatically after it is broken, but the vitality of this black blood is too strong, so strong that it can recover all injuries in an instant."

"Yes, vitality... The essence of such characteristics is the almost terrifying vitality. This vitality is the origin, and it is also the immortal art of longevity that no longer exists."

"The power of the origin is the root of everything, strong and pure, but it lacks a little, that is vitality."

"The Immortal Art of Longevity makes me more like a world, everything runs automatically, has its own laws, can be repaired by itself, but lacks vitality."

Qin Xuan had a feeling in this.

"When vitality reaches a certain level, its life characteristics are not inferior to others."

Qin Xuan was thinking, and at this moment, his body suddenly moved again uncontrollably.

This also broke Qin Xuan's perception and meditation, and he looked at the battlefield.

On the body of Lord Dou Mie, there was a huge knife mark, almost splitting her in two.

Her body was also recovering, but the speed was slow, especially part of the black blood power, which was too difficult to wipe out easily.

But Lord Wu Chen's body was directly broken and scattered everywhere.

Lord Wu Chen's vitality was even stronger, and his body was growing at a very fast speed, but those broken bodies contained the power of destiny Dou Mie, which was constantly destroying the resurrected flesh and blood.

If it weren't for the existence of black blood, Lord Wu Chen would have died without a doubt.

Now the two of them are almost at a time of both losses.

Lord Wuchen and Lord Doumie looked at Qin Xuan at almost the same time.

Who could have thought that the balance of victory and defeat in the battle of the Lords would fall on this ant.

Lord Doumie's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, because she knew that the creature in the mortal world in front of her had been infected by the ascended dark lord.

So, in this battle, she was the loser, and the price of defeat was death.

The white-clothed man stepped forward and swept through the darkness. Suddenly, the white-clothed man stopped.

In his hand, the black blood sword slowly rose.

Qin Xuan looked at Lord Doumie, and there were black blood threads spreading in his eyes, which looked quite weird.

The next moment, the black blood sword fell.

In the darkness, there was a roar of unwillingness from the creation, and then it returned to silence.