Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The divine light was flowing, like golden light rushing into the sky, but it was blocked by a thin spiritual light and could not be broken.

Inside the cauldron, the essence was like a river or sea, and everything was golden.

More than twenty corpses of great monsters, flesh and blood, and monster pills were refined. At this moment, it seemed that a cauldron of peerless divine soup was made, emitting endless divine light, with golden air rising, like hundreds of dragons, impacting the mouth of the cauldron.

Qin Yan'er, Li Xiangxin and even the Divine Wood Spirit were all swallowing their saliva as they watched this scene.

It seemed that in their eyes, the contents of this cauldron were peerless delicacies, and nothing in the world could compare to them.

This was indeed the case. Looking around the world, who could make soup with more than twenty great monsters?

What shocked the three people the most was the essence in this cauldron. It was really too terrifying. The great monsters were refined, and all their bones and blood were refined into soup in this cauldron. Even the monster pills were refined into rolling essence and merged into it.

"Just one bowl, I feel like my body will burst!" Li Xiangxin exclaimed. He looked at Qin Xuan and the figure in white, and sighed.

How could there be such a terrifying existence in the world, and how old is Qin Xuan?

Only eighteen, but he can defeat the sky, kill monsters, and refine the divine soup... Li Xiangxin couldn't help but wonder if this person in front of him was not the reincarnation of a real immortal god?

Even from what he saw, Li Xiangxin didn't dare to say whether Qin Xuan was real or not. Who knows what kind of horror and mystery is hidden in this slightly immature young man?

Qin Yan'er stood quietly by the side. She had seen and tasted some of the great monsters being refined.

But... the essence in this cauldron is too majestic now. Can it really be eaten?

The wood spirit of the god was even more trembling. It looked in awe. Even it didn't dare to say that it could devour this cauldron of divine soup. What should this friend of the ancestor monster do?

Under the gazes of the crowd, Qin Xuan slowly opened his eyes. He looked at this place calmly, ignoring the gazes of the three people.

Immediately, he pointed his finger.

The spiritual light on the tripod spread out, roar!

A golden light rose to the sky like a pillar of heaven, as if thousands of dragons roared together, shaking the earth.

Qin Xuan stepped lightly, and fell into the air. At this moment, he climbed onto the golden light, stepped down, and actually stepped the golden light back into the tripod.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm. The golden light contained essence, which should not be wasted.

As he stepped on the golden light and stood at the mouth of the tripod, he brushed his robe sleeves and sat cross-legged. The whole person actually sat on the golden light and the mysterious tripod.

"What is he going to do?"

Hua Shen Mu Ling, Li Xiangxin, and even Qin Yan'er were all at a loss.

Qin Xuan's expression was calm. He suddenly condensed his hands and his body shook slightly.

In an instant, his body was like a mountain, sinking slowly into the Xuan Ding, suppressing the extremely terrifying spirit.

"Green Emperor!"

Qin Yan'er couldn't help but pale. How terrifying was the spirit in the golden tripod? If a person fell into it, he would probably be crushed into dust by the extremely terrifying spirit in a few breaths.

Qin Xuan actually entered the tripod alone?

Qin Xuan was unmoved until his body slowly sank into the Shenmu Xuan Ding. Immediately, a spiritual light flew out of the tripod, turned into a mysterious rune, and blocked the mouth of the tripod.

At this point, the surroundings seemed to be completely in a calm.

There was only a little strange fragrance in the air, which aroused people's greed, but no monster dared to come. Qin Yan'er, Li Xiangxin, and the spirit of the Shenmu were staring at the big tripod in amazement, and they were speechless for a long time.

Qin Xuan sat cross-legged in the cauldron, with the divine soup boiling around him, boiling like lava, and divine light filling the air, and the essence surging around him.

As soon as he entered the cauldron, Qin Xuan felt as if he was under a deep sea. The terrifying squeezing force of the surrounding essence made his muscles and bones crackle in an instant.

The essence contained here was too terrifying. More than twenty great monsters were simply beyond the ability of the Qi Refining Stage to withstand.

Even the Golden Core and the Transformation Realm could not swallow it all.

Qin Xuan looked at the golden color in front of him and slowly closed his eyes. Then, he let the divine soup boil and the essence roll, like an old monk in meditation, a dead tree and a rock, with nothing on his body.

He dispersed everything, as if he was floating in this essence.

Only the Eternal Evergreen Art was running, and every time it ran for a cycle, the surrounding essence seemed to be madly pouring into his body.

This feeling was like iron juice entering the bones, and the pain was unbearable. It was like crushing every inch of flesh and blood, pouring iron juice on the body, and burning the internal organs with fire.

However, Qin Xuan seemed not to notice it, and he didn't even frown.

His eyes were closed lightly, as if nothing outside existed, and his indifferent expression didn't change at all.

A stream of majestic energy entered the body, like a golden dragon, circulating in the meridians, entering the body, returning to the heart, and entering the sea of ​​blood.

In an instant, the sea of ​​blood seemed to boil, and golden dragons were winding on this bright red sea of ​​blood, like a group of dragons dancing wildly, turning the river upside down.Sea.

The nine-zhang blood sea was boiling wildly at this moment, with countless raging waves, drowning the golden essence in it.

Every time a golden dragon was swallowed by the blood sea, the blood sea at Qin Xuan's heart seemed to expand a little, nine zhang one, nine zhang two...

Slowly breaking through the shackles and surpassing the limit.

Outside the cauldron, Qin Yan'er looked at the time and sighed: "It's been ten days!"

She stared at the big cauldron for ten days and ten nights. Qin Xuan entered the big cauldron without any movement, as if he had become one with the divine soup.

Qin Yan'er had not looked closely, but the essence was too terrifying, the divine light was diffused, and everything in sight was the same color, and no hair of Qin Xuan could be seen.

She seemed a little worried, could Qin Xuan really be seriously injured by the essence in the cauldron and fall into a worrying situation.

Until the night of the eleventh day, the bright moonlight shone down, like a silver screen, illuminating the islands. A great demon looked up and howled at the moon, swallowing the essence of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon.

Qin Yan'er sat quietly on a branch. This was a branch that the wood spirit specially lowered for Qin Yan'er. The branch was like a swing, gently swaying.

She looked at the tripod, then at the moonlight, and finally sighed softly.

Suddenly, a muffled sound seemed to disturb the night, causing the branches and leaves of the ten thousand year old sycamore tree to tremble, and green light gathered and turned into an old man.

Li Xiangxin also woke up from his practice and looked at the mysterious tripod in astonishment.

The tripod, which had not made any movement for ten days and ten nights, was actually trembling. Could it be that Qin Xuan was going to come out of retreat?

As soon as this thought came up, the two of them and the tree immediately looked at the tripod, as if their eyes were stuck on it, unable to move.

There was a gap in the tree canopy, and a ray of moonlight passed through the canopy and fell on the mysterious cauldron of the sacred tree.

Quietly, the spiritual light dissipated, and a shadow broke out of the cauldron.

When the shadow fell, in an instant, the two people and the tree were all shocked, and different expressions appeared on their faces.

Qin Xuan landed on the edge of the cauldron, wearing white clothes and Mu Yuehua, standing with his hands behind his back.

He looked down at the cauldron, and the divine light and spirit had long disappeared. What he saw was just a pool of clear water reflecting the moonlight.

"What a pity, there is still a little bit missing!"