Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Looking at China, it is impossible to have a million magical powers.

Is this Qing Emperor crazy? He dared to say such a crazy thing.

For a moment, everyone looked at the figure with strange eyes.

Wang Xianer couldn't help but sneer, "You are only eighteen years old, a million magical powers? Even if you practice for ten lifetimes, you can't have it!"

His eyes were deep and his eyes were slightly shaken, "It's just arrogance!"

Qin Xuan didn't say it or not, and looked at it indifferently. How could a mere ant know the vast starry sky and the boundless fairyland!

In the eyes of the world, how could he, Qin Changqing, look at it indifferently? Whether he has a million magical powers in his heart, why should he explain? It's just a smile. When he ascends to the boundless fairyland again, are those who laughed at his arrogance still there? They have long been yellow dust and annihilated in reincarnation.

At this moment, Wang Xian'er made another move. The golden elixir in his body was spinning wildly, and his eyes turned into dark green vortexes at this moment, like the eyes of an evil ghost, which could capture people's souls.

At this glance, everyone seemed to feel that their thoughts began to become stagnant, and they were filled with endless fear in their hearts.

This is a kind of pupil technique that can shock people's spirits and souls.

As soon as this pupil technique was used, Wang Xian'er's figure had disappeared from the top of Mount Tai.

When he appeared again, he had already appeared in front of Qin Xuan, with his palms as black as ink, and he blasted out.

It was the Yuan Poison Palm again, and he used the pupil technique to shock and intimidate, and when he made the move, he was full of murderous intent.

In the battle between earthly immortals, even a moment of stagnation can determine the outcome. As long as the Green Emperor in front of him was stagnate for a moment, his Yuan Poison Palm would hit the opponent's body, and the terrifying poisonous power would erode the Green Emperor in an instant.

But when his palm fell, he saw Qin Xuan's eyes that were as calm as autumn water without any panic.

Immediately, Wang Xian'er's heart was shocked, and the green light in her eyes increased greatly.

"You are just a little bit, and you dare to disturb my mind?" A leisurely voice sounded, and Qin Xuan raised one side of his mouth, and then he had already punched out.

The muscles and bones rang together, as if nine dragons roared together.

Boom!

In an instant, Wang Xian'er had already retreated, and a piece of clothes on his chest was directly shattered into nothingness. This was because he retreated in time, and the wind of the fist blew past. If he was really hit by this punch, even he would definitely suffer a heavy blow.

Qin Xuan was not surprised that the punch missed. Wang Xian'er was already a Jindan cultivator. If she didn't even have this little bit of vigilance, how could she talk about Jindan?

After Wang Xian'er retreated, she felt pain in her chest, and her face was full of doubts.

This Qing Emperor gave him too many surprises and shocks, many magical powers, flying swords and treasures, and now, even his spiritual will is so unshakable.

He had never seen such a terrifying person, and even a trace of fear rose in his heart.

An eighteen-year-old earthly immortal was already so terrifying, what if he had another ten years?

Wang Xian'er's murderous intent surged in his heart. If he had another ten years, how could he defeat the Green Emperor? If he didn't kill him at this moment, it would be like letting a tiger go back to the mountain and building a tomb for himself.

Just when his chest was full of murderous intent, Qin Xuan had already smiled. He looked up and saw that he was still colliding with the seven-colored longicorn. His small body was like a mountain shaking, constantly attacking the big and small Jin'er.

He retracted his gaze and looked at Wang Xian'er calmly, "You once said that I had already tried my best! It's a pity that now the spiritual sea in my body is still there, and it has never been exhausted, and how much power is left in your golden elixir?"

After the words fell, Wang Xian'er's face suddenly changed, and he looked at Qin Xuan with a trace of disbelief.

The mysterious cauldron of the sacred wood, the magic, the pupil technique, just like the golden elixir he had condensed after hundreds of years of practice, now there is less than three points left. So, he was eager to win, but he never thought that his situation was actually seen by this Green Emperor?

He looked at the pair of eyes as calm as the water, but his heart was horrified.

It seemed that everything about him was completely seen through in those eyes and was controlled by this Green Emperor.

This was an illusion, and Wang Xian'er would not believe it.

He practiced diligently for hundreds of years, and the accumulation of the mighty and magnificent was not as good as this eighteen-year-old Green Emperor.

"Green Emperor, don't test my remaining strength. I have practiced for hundreds of years, and the accumulation of the foundation, how can you know it?" Wang Xian'er said coldly.

Qin Xuan smiled, but did not expose it.

He just shook his wrist lightly, opened his palm, and the Eternal Sword lingering beside him had fallen into his palm.

"With you, why do I need to test you?"

Suddenly, Qin Xuan's eyes, which were as calm as water, changed. His pupils were deep, and there was a shadow of a sacred tree with thousands of branches and leaves, as if it had existed forever.

As soon as the words fell, Wang Xian'er suddenly felt a sense of crisis in her heart, and her face immediately became solemn.

The Eternal Sword in Qin Xuan's hand shook slightly, and he made a subtle sword chant that filled everyone's ears.

Soon, everyone was shocked and looked at Qin Xuan's figure.

The Eternal Sword in Qin Xuan's hand seemed to disappear, like a cloud of mist, filling the sky and the earth.

Even Qin Xuan's bodyThe shadow had already disappeared from everyone's sight.

Wang Xian'er was even more shocked and felt a sense of crisis. He sensed it to the extreme, but he didn't find any trace of the other party.

This result made Wang Xian'er panic and a little frightened.

In such a realm, the slightest change would determine the outcome of life and death, not to mention that he could hardly find the trace of the other party.

What kind of magical power is this?

Wang Xian'er was shocked and immediately sensed it to the extreme. His whole body was tense, and even the slightest movement around him could not escape his perception.

At this moment, the entire top of Mount Tai was left with only the collision sound of three strange insects like mountains, rumbling above the sky.

Two golden rays intertwined and collided with the seven-color light.

No one had noticed where the diffused clouds and mist had gone before.

Suddenly, Wang Xian'er's eyes flashed with brilliance, and a hint of sarcasm appeared in his pale eyes.

"After all, I'm a little younger!"

Wang Xian'er raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and suddenly, he shook his hands, and the Yuandu Palm reappeared.

Not only that, the Shenmu Xuanding also made a roar, and suddenly rose into the air, suppressing one side. The terrifying suppressing force made the world in that side seem to be stagnant, and the breeze could not rise.

"Die!"

Wang Xian'er moved, his palms were like dragons, and at this moment, the power of the earth immortal in his body poured out without reservation.

"It's bad!"

Mo Qinglian's face suddenly changed, her cold and arrogant face turned pale, looking at the figure gradually appearing under the Shenmu Xuanding.

It was a young man, with a cold and arrogant expression, but it seemed that there was a trace of panic in his eyes.

Jun Wushuang's eyes were slightly condensed, "No!"

Although the young man was no different from Qin Xuan, she had seen Qin Xuan many times, but had she ever seen Qin Xuan's eyes panic a little?

Su Qiao'er's eyes were like stars, and her face was slightly shaken.

There was a girl in the crowd. Under the moonlight, her face gradually turned pale and bloodless. Her pupils were already filled with worry.

Xu Bing'er clenched her hands. She had just arrived here and was so upset when she saw this scene.

Wang Xian'er roared, accompanied by the regrets of the heroes and sighs of the strong men. His Yuandu Palm suddenly fell on the figure.

However, Wang Xian'er's eyes, which were originally full of sarcasm, froze at this moment.

His palms suddenly passed through the young man, like hitting foam.

And in his ears, a faint voice sounded.

"It's a pity that I didn't want to kill you!"

"But since you said the three words of life and death..."

Qin Xuan's figure appeared, and the Eternal Sword swept across the night, as if splitting the night in two.

The sword was sharp!

"In my eyes, you are no different from a dead person!"