Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Jinling, outside Longchi Mountain.

Chen Zixiao stepped leisurely, wearing a white mourning dress, with a gold and jade hanging from his waist.

"Is this the residence of the Green Emperor?" Chen Zixiao looked at the misty Longchi Mountain indifferently.

Inside the mountain, when Chen Zixiao appeared, Mo Qinglian had already noticed it.

Her face was as cold as frost, her skin was as white as ice, and she stood on Longchi Mountain like a fallen immortal, surrounded by cold air like frost, and ice condensed under her feet.

Chen Zixiao looked at the formation, and suddenly a light flashed in his eyes.

He pointed like a wandering dragon, landing on the formation, and in an instant, a mountain formation had risen.

Boom!

The entire Longchi Mountain seemed to be shaking, awakening the existence inside.

Chen Zixiao looked at the formation that suddenly appeared, and exerted force with his fingers, as if shaking the mountain with a single finger.

The formation was shaking, and there was a vague feeling of being unbearable.

After all, Qin Xuan had set up several large formations, but he had not set up a protective formation.

Chen Zixiao's first finger failed to break the formation, and then he slowly extended his second finger.

Boom!

In Longchi Mountain, the spiritual energy rolled, like a mountain falling into the sea, stirring up rolling waves.

Even the entire Longchi Mountain was shaking, and the spiritual liquid in the spiritual pool was overflowing. Fortunately, there was Bixi Mo Ling to suppress it.

The dragon Yunyu rose up and looked down at Chen Zixiao who was shaking the formation.

"Who dares to disturb Longchi?" Yunyu shouted, with a pair of dragon eyes shining.

The bear king stood up and looked down at the people under the mountain.

The big and small Jin'er flew out of the stone, their eyes showing ferocity.

Mo Qinglian's eyes became even colder, and the magic power in his hand condensed, and the ice turned into a jade sword.

Two fingers!

The smile on Chen Zixiao's face became more intense, and he felt the breath of the top of Longchi Mountain.

Then, he moved his third finger.

Before the finger fell, an extreme cold came from the formation.

Ding!

With a crisp sound, Chen Zixiao put away the third finger and saw the jade sword that came out of the formation.

The cold was pervasive, as if he was in the polar regions, freezing his bones and blood, but Chen Zixiao seemed indifferent, and a faint golden light flashed on his fingers.

"Immortal?" Chen Zixiao smiled, "Why not come out and see?"

As he said, he pinched the jade sword with his fingers and exerted a little power.

In an instant, Mo Qinglian's face was extremely ugly. She felt as if she was dragged by a real dragon, and her body was out of control and flew out of the formation.

"It's actually a woman!?" Chen Zixiao was slightly stunned, and then he narrowed his eyes, "The Qing Emperor's woman?"

"Roar!"

There was a roar, and a huge black shadow emerged in Longchi Mountain, covering Chen Zixiao.

"Monster? How can China tolerate monsters?" Chen Zixiao glanced at the huge bear paw lightly, and then slapped it.

The collision between the palm and the bear paw was like an egg hitting a stone. During the contact, the ground suddenly cracked.

A wailing sound was heard, and the paw of the demon pill bear king seemed to be cracked at this moment, and blood was faintly flowing out.

The body of the bear king fell into Longchi Mountain like a flying bird, and his eyes were full of fear.

Chen Zixiao smiled and looked at Mo Qinglian, "You are the daughter of the Mo family, right?"

Chen Zixiao's eyes flashed with a strange light. Before he got the king's power, he knew Mo Qinglian. At that time, Mo Qinglian had not even entered the inner strength. Now, it has not been long, and she has already become a terrestrial immortal? Moreover, her strength is not weak, and she is much stronger than Ning Ziyang.

Chen Zixiao's mouth corners are more curved, a little evil.

That Qing Emperor... is really interesting!

Chen Zixiao has never seen such an interesting person. The world's inheritance, whether it is cut off or still exists, is recorded by the king's power, but he has never known any inheritance that can make a daughter of a rich family who does not even have inner strength become a terrestrial immortal in just a few years.

"It's a pity that since your death, no matter what secrets you have, it is just to make wedding clothes for my disciple." Chen Zixiao has some expectations in his heart, looking forward to killing the Qing Emperor and getting all of him.

Power, prestige, secrets, inheritance! And even avenge his biological father!

Mo Qinglian did not say anything. Since Chen Zixiao appeared, Mo Qinglian knew that the other party was not here with good intentions.

No matter what, Longchi is the treasure land created by Qin Xuan and the place where Qin Xuan practiced. Mo Qinglian would never allow anyone to destroy it.

Just as Mo Qinglian stepped on the ground and felt the cold air suddenly increase, a ray of light fell from the sky.

"Beauty, your name is Mo Qinglian, right?" A slightly frivolous voice sounded behind her, "You'd better not do it. That guy is not someone you can deal with. If you are really injured, I will have a headache."

A figure appeared on a branch not far away without knowing when, holding a grass root in the corner of his mouth and a model magazine in his hand.

Mo Qinglian's face changed slightly. She looked at the big seal in front of her,Although it was as tall as a man, it exuded amazing power.

Chen Zixiao's smile froze slightly, and he turned to look at the frivolous young man.

"Qian Fugui, are you going to stop me?" Chen Zixiao's words were a little chilly. This was the first time he had such an attitude since he entered the world.

Qian Fugui spread his hands on the branch and jumped down from the tree.

"Chen Zixiao, you can take revenge, but Qin Xuan is my friend after all. I can't let people smash his house when he's not here, right?" Qian Fugui stretched lazily, "I've been waiting for you for two days, and you're finally here!"

"My grandfather said that he wouldn't let me participate in your fight with Qin Xuan. I've always been obedient and known as an honest and good boy, so I won't participate, but every grievance has its perpetrator, and you smashed someone's house like this, isn't that a bit unkind?"

Qian Fugui looked at Chen Zixiao, and didn't care about Chen Zixiao's increasingly cold eyes.

"Or do you want to fight me?"

"If you really want to, it's fine. Now, everyone knows Wang Quan's power. I, the descendant of Fugui, can't lose the reputation of my ancestors."

Qian Fugui smiled, and the jade pendant on his waist swayed gently. Then, a series of spiritual lights emerged from his body.

There were dozens of spiritual lights, lingering around Qian Fugui like a ring, circling gently.

Mo Qinglian turned her head, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

She looked at the lights around Qian Fugui, and the lights were all magic weapons, emitting amazing power.

Even Chen Zixiao's pupils trembled slightly, staring at Qian Fugui without saying a word.

Qian Fugui smiled, "Chen Zixiao, be good, I'm not good at fighting, but I'm good at throwing things!"

He smiled and looked at Chen Zixiao, "These are all magic weapons that I don't like very much. Knives, forks, sticks, and clubs are so vulgar!"

"If you break these things, I will thank you! Of course, as the heir of Fugui, I can get the wealth of the world, so I naturally have more than this."

As he said, Qian Fugui coughed lightly, and the gold and jade on his waist shone again.

Ten more spiritual lights flew out from the gold and jade, all of which were magic weapons, circling around him.

"Well! I still like a few of these. If you break them, I might be a little angry!"

Qian Fugui smiled, and twenty magic weapons lingered around his body.

Chen Zixiao's pupils trembled slightly, and there was a faint sound of swords around his waist.

Suddenly, Chen Zixiao smiled and turned slightly.

"Qian Fugui, say hello to Mr. Qian for me!"

After saying that, Chen Zixiao turned and left, never looking back at Longchi Mountain.