Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Bang!

Qin Yan'er's body fell on the beach, blood spread, staining a large area of ​​blood.

Even though she was seriously injured, her eyes could not hide her anger, and she was even more unbelievable.

After practicing the Supreme Treasure Sutra, Qin Yan'er knew that her strength was more than twice as strong as before? Now, she couldn't even block a move, and the Pope of Light condensed the twelve swords of the Old Testament in an instant?

Qin Yan'er's lips trembled, and she swallowed the three words "impossible".

In the sea, Qin Xuan stood still, but the black anaconda was terrified.

With just one move, the woman who was more than ten times stronger than it was actually defeated.

A pair of eyes reflected the old man floating in the air, full of fear.

Qin Xuan, on the other hand, remained calm.

The old man's strength was already equivalent to the upper grade of the Golden Core, and was a little stronger than Miaohua. Now, the old man has devoured the lives and strength of thousands of people. At this moment, the old man's strength is not even comparable to that of the old tree of the God of Transformation in the Demon Sea.

A cultivator comparable to the God of Transformation!

Qin Xuan glanced at Qin Yan'er and slowly uttered two words, "Ignorance!"

Qin Yan'er turned her head and looked into Qin Xuan's eyes, and her heart was even more shocked.

"A mere ant can easily anger you. Not to mention being furious, even if you are facing a desperate situation and losing your mind, what is the difference between that and seeking death?" Qin Xuan's words sounded indifferently, making Qin Yan'er's face even paler.

She did lose her mind, but how could she keep her mind?

Thousands of people!

In her eyes, they were all people who believed in light and were kind, but they were all slaughtered by the butcher known as the Pope of Light.

Qin Xuan no longer paid attention to Qin Yan'er. Qin Yan'er would not die from this injury.

A little lesson, if Qin Yan'er could understand it, it would be worth it.

His eyes fell on the Pope of Light. Qin Xuan was not without a little anger in his heart. His immortal heart existed for eternity, but it did not mean that he was truly indifferent and heartless. The world was unkind and treated all things as straw dogs, but Qin Changqing was a human being after all, and he did not cultivate the ruthless way.

It was just that Qin Xuan had seen too many lives and deaths, even the tragedy of genocide and bloodshed for thousands of miles, he had also seen it.

After seeing it a lot, he got used to it and knew better what anger could do? The dead are gone, and reincarnation is irreversible.

Qin Xuan's eyes were slightly cold, and all he could do was send the executioner to hell.

The Pope of Light?

"Ant! Hahaha, what an ant!" While Qin Xuan's eyes were turning, the old man was already laughing wantonly. As the Pope of Light, he was once the strongest man in the world and was feared by the world. Now, he was actually called an ant?

The old man felt it was too funny, extremely ridiculous.

The Church of Light, which has been passed down for thousands of years, has more than ten world-destroying masters, but he was the only one left in the hands of the young man in front of him.

The old man's laughter became louder and louder, shaking the sky. The extremely terrifying power in his body was even more agitated, shaking the surrounding air waves and rolling in all directions.

"Green Emperor!"

Suddenly, the old man's laughter stopped. At this moment, his eyes were almost filled with endless bloody resentment.

It was as if the river suddenly stopped. The contrast was extremely drastic.

The old man's pupils were full of resentment and murderous intent, and the power around him burst out at this moment.

"The best in the world, one man against a country, fighting against nuclear weapons..." The old man's voice squeezed out from between his teeth, the veins on the palm holding the bloody scepter bulged, and his body was trembling faintly.

"What a big name!" The old man narrowed his eyes, and the tiny gap revealed endless murderous intent, "Arrogant, stupid criminal, calling me an ant?"

"Do you really think you can be invincible in the world!"

"Do you really think you can beat me!?"

"Hahaha, what a joke!"

"You are just an ant, an extremely humble ant under the light. You look up at the sky, and all you see is light. How can you be my enemy? How dare you be so rampant!?"

The old man raised his scepter, and his voice was like a divine voice, filling the sky.

In his scepter, a blood light rushed straight into the sky.

Then, a huge statue of a god appeared in the world, with eight blood wings spread out, just like the god of light in the United States in the past.

However, the eyes of this God of Light were full of blood, and on his body and wings, there were veins like the blood of demons, as if they were flowing slowly.

This God of Light was not only holy, but more like a demon in hell, a fallen angel.

Not only that, this bloody God of Light was twice as powerful as the God of Light that Qin Xuan faced in the United States in the past. There was no so-called will of God on it, but the will of the Pope of Light himself.

The huge five-star magic array dissipated in the void, and the bloody God of Light stood proudly on the island like a god.Above, in the world.

The forbidden technique of the Church of Light!

Only one person can perform it easily, and it is even more powerful than before.

Qin Xuan looked at this scene, and his face never changed from beginning to end.

He was not angered by the words of the Pope of Light. His eyes were as calm as still water. He stood on the black anaconda with his hands behind his back, indifferent. Facing the extremely terrifying God of Light, he seemed to be facing a dancing clown.

"What? You are the number one in the world, but now you are so scared that you dare not even speak?"

"Hahaha, Qingdi! What a joke, do you think you are worthy of being the number one in the world? Do you dare to go against the light?"

The old man laughed wantonly, and along with his laughter, the blood-red statue of the God of Light behind him, like an ancient giant, was also laughing, as if the God of Light was him, and he was the God of Light.

Qin Xuan looked at the old man indifferently and finally spoke.

"It's not that I don't want to talk, but I just don't want to talk to an ant who doesn't know whether to live or die!"

Qin Xuan stood quietly on the black anaconda, and his voice came out slowly, echoing in the world.

"Has the heaven ever been angry with the dust?"

"It only adds to your laughter!"

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, but this smile seemed like a great irony, which made the Pope of Light completely stunned.

Immediately, he was furious, "Go to hell!"

The old man roared, he didn't want to talk anymore, a dying man was so arrogant before his death.

Along with the roar, the God of Light who stood between heaven and earth like a sacred mountain, suddenly rushed out of the scepter with extremely terrifying power. Wherever the light passed, everything was annihilated. Before it approached, the sea seemed to sink thousands of meters.

Boom!

In an instant, the light completely submerged Qin Xuan.

Just as the old man smiled, the light shook slightly, and a figure walked out of the light.

The Eight Desolate War Marks spread and flickered slightly on Qin Xuan's body.

He walked out of the light, and the surrounding lights did not get close before they dispersed in the majestic blood.

It was as if a river was surging in the mountains. No matter how turbulent it was, I would remain unmoved.

Qin Xuan glanced at the Pope of Light indifferently, then glanced at the black anaconda that was breaking through the sea to meet Qin Yan'er, and smiled indifferently.

"The wrath of dust, the power of dust!"

"It's just a joke!"