Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The golden cloud vanished, and the dragons retreated in shock.

All living creatures looked again, and saw that one of Qin Xuan's arms had disappeared.

Even his body was in pieces.

However, what was surprising was that the broken wound was surrounded by the breath of good fortune, growing and healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But Qin Xuan's breath had weakened a lot.

The Hundred Transformation Dragon Spirit looked at Qin Xuan coldly and arrogantly, and there was also surprise and solemnity in its eyes.

A dust-level creature could actually fight with it. What if this person was transcendent or achieved the Supreme?

A hint of murderous intent emerged in the eyes of the dragon spirit. It felt threatened, but this threat was not now, but in the future.

If possible, it would be better to kill this threat here.

Qin Xuan also noticed it, and his expression was still fearless.

Even on his thin lips, there was a faint smile.

The Bai Tui Dragon moved, and in an instant, countless scales were filled with blood, turning into a mighty river of blood, and in an instant, everything was spread in.

"Ancient Spirit Battle Method, it seems that this little guy has a murderous intention and wants to kill this rampant human race."

One of the three Creation-level dragon spirits, a very old dragon scale, exuded consciousness. Its scales were gray and white, and among the densely packed scales, there were wisps of white long beards floating.

On his forehead, the gray dragon horns on both sides were broken on one side, as if they were cut off by some unpredictable force.

There were many scars on his face.

"Deserve to be killed!"

The Creation Dragon Scale with pink and silver dragon scales said in a cold voice.

The other green-scaled dragon spirit just watched coldly, without anger or words.

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"Where is Xian? Has he been buried in this blood river by the Bai Tui Dragon Spirit?"

"At the Dust level, no matter how evil you are, you can't fight against the Supreme Dragon Spirit of Bai Tui. Xian is on the road to death this time."

"There is not even a fluctuation. Could it be that the result has been decided?"

Many participants were discussing and suspicious, but the blood river gradually converged, and then a blood-colored web with countless blood threads crisscrossing appeared.

Even though they were far away, these participants also felt the terrifying power emanating from the blood web.

And Qin Xuan, in this blood-colored web, was like a micro-worm in a spider web.

Although the Bai Tui Dragon Spirit was at the height of Bai Tui, he did not underestimate the enemy. Facing a Dust-level creature like Qin Xuan, he even took out one of his trump cards.

"This is a very profound ancient spiritual fighting method. If you can break this move, I will not kill you, and the entanglement between you and me will be forgiven."

"If you can't stop it, then you will have no choice but to die. This will be the price of your arrogance."

"Human race, you are extraordinary. Life and death will depend on you."

The consciousness of the Bai Tu Long Ling emanated and entered Qin Xuan's consciousness.

Qin Xuan looked at the blood-colored silk thread around him. This was condensed with extremely terrifying blood, Taoism, and even the breath of creation. Its toughness was absolutely terrifying.

If nothing unexpected happened, these blood threads would be crisscrossed. If any power fell on them, they would be spread and dissipated by the power of these threads, and finally resolved.

If you want to break this fighting method, unless you are at the creation level, you can't do anything.

However, there was a glimmer in Qin Xuan's eyes, which seemed to be excitement and joy.

Since practicing the Creation Fighting Technique, he has never encountered an opponent who made him fight with all his strength.

The Hundred Transformations Dragon Spirit in front of him, and this mysterious fighting method, made him happy.

Boom!

Facing the consciousness of the Hundred Transformations Dragon Spirit, Qin Xuan did not speak. His palm shook, and the long spear fell into his palm.

Supreme Weapon! ?

The Hundred Transformations Dragon Spirit and the three Creation-level Dragon Spirits all shook their heads slightly. It was obvious that it was almost impossible to use the Supreme Weapon to break the blood thread condensed by the ancient spirit fighting method.

This Hundred Transformations Dragon Spirit was different from the other dragon spirits. It cultivated its body to the extreme and experienced a hundred transformations.

It can be said that except for the Creation-level weapons, ordinary Supreme Weapons did not even have the qualifications to hurt this Hundred Transformations Dragon Spirit.

Even, it would not leave any traces.

This is the terrifying power of the Hundred Transformations Dragon Spirit. Once it reaches the level of Hundred Transformations, it is enough to fight against the Creation without dying. This point has already widened the gap with the Supreme Realm.

But at this moment, Qin Xuan slowly closed his eyes. This arrogant attitude made the participants present stunned. The Hundred Transformations Dragon Spirit and the three Creation-level Dragon Spirits frowned.

Qin Xuan's breath then subsided, and he seemed to disappear from the void.

"It seems that I overestimated you. Perhaps, you are not worthy of my using the ancient spirit combat method."

The Hundred Transformations Dragon Scale looked coldly atIt looked at Qin Xuan, and then its dragon eyes moved slightly.

Then, countless blood threads moved, and countless blood threads, like countless sharp blades that could cut everything, gathered towards Qin Xuan.

At this moment, Qin Xuan's eyes suddenly opened and closed, and the original immortal text on his forehead instantly turned into flames, covering Qin Xuan's body.

The origin burned, and two became one. The power of the immortal body was all unified and fell on the supreme spear.

Not only that, in Qin Xuan's eyes, countless mysteries and the breath of creation were condensing, and even on the tip of the supreme spear, there was a rune condensing.

The rune seemed to contain endless mysteries, all the mysteries, which could not be said, described, or named.

"The Great Wilderness Supreme Spear Scripture!"

The old dragon spirit slowly rose, and there were some strange changes in his eyes.

Bai Tui Long Ling just stared at this. It saw that Qin Xuan was extraordinary. This spear was different from the previous ones.

Qin Xuan took a step forward, and saw that the supreme spear fell on the blood thread that was killing him.

The Great Wilderness Supreme Spear Sutra, the second style, the mysterious burial.

The great way creates destiny, and destiny opens the mystery.

Boom!

The sharp edge of the spear collided with the blood thread, and soon, there were traces of being cut on the tip of the spear.

Despite this, the rune was still there, and the power of the rune continued to fall on the blood thread.

Until the tip of the spear broke and the sharp edge was destroyed, Qin Xuan still had one hand behind his back and the other holding the gun.

His hair, appearance, and even his spirit were withering at a very fast speed.

Only the pair of eyes, although gray, still had brilliance, and the smile at the corner of his mouth, although old, still did not fall.

Until, the blood thread that the Creation-level Dragon Spirit believed that the Supreme Weapon could not break suddenly broke.

Just like a broken string, the countless crisscrossing blood threads also broke instantly, just for a moment, but for Qin Xuan, this moment was enough.

A figure shuttled through the flaws of this moment, and when countless blood threads finally gathered together, they turned into a fist-sized drop of blood.

Qin Xuan was outside the blood drop and slowly exhaled.

"It is worthy of being a Hundred Transformations Dragon Spirit!"

He looked old, looking at the Hundred Transformations Dragon Spirit with an ugly face and an unknown amount of rage in his dragon eyes, and said lightly, "It seems that my power is not as good as that of the Hundred Transformations."

There was a dead silence in the void.

Those participants almost widened their eyes.

Dust-level, hard against the Hundred Transformations Supreme, and can survive! ?

It's simply... unheard of! ! !

"I have already accepted the control of others. I will not be controlled by you. Let's go on the dragon road together."

"You can find another dragon spirit!"

This dragon spirit that has undergone a hundred transformations finally stared deeply at Qin Xuan, and then turned around and went deep into the clouds.