Rebirth of the Urban Madman

At the foot of the mountain, everything was silent.

Only stunned faces and eyes full of horror appeared around.

Qianfeng's face was pale. He looked at Qin Xuan and suppressed the shock in his heart for a long time.

A disciple of Kunlun Inner Sect, a cultivator of the Transformation Realm.

Even in the world of cultivation, he had never suffered such a disastrous defeat.

His best speed was not as good as that of the other party, a cultivator of the lower grade of the Golden Core. This seemed to be the greatest humiliation for him.

"Thank you for your last mercy!"

Qianfeng swallowed a pill to recover from his injuries.

At this moment, his face was no longer proud. No matter whether the other party was a lower grade of the Golden Core or a Transformation Realm, the other party did hold back at the last moment.

If the other party had not held back at the last moment, the two of them would probably have been in a situation where both of them would have suffered losses.

Qin Xuan looked at Qianfeng indifferently, "I have a history with your Kunlun Sect ancestor, so I will not kill you!"

An old relationship with the Kunlun ancestor?

Qian Feng was startled, and his face became even more gloomy.

The founder of Kunlun Sect had already been a giant of the Hedao, and he had existed in the cultivation world for who knows how many years. How dare this low-grade Jindan cultivator, whose bone age was less than a hundred years old, say that he had a history with the founder of Kunlun Sect?

Qian Feng ignored these words, but slowly stood up, and the wound on his chest gradually healed with the power of the elixir.

"I thought that all the people in this barren star were mortals, but I never thought that there would be dragons and pythons in the barren land." Qian Feng said slowly: "You showed mercy before, but I am not like that either. If you had just had the slightest killing intention, my consciousness would have come out and hurt your soul. How could I let you hurt me?"

There seemed to be a light in his eyes, and suddenly, Qin Xuan felt a pressure.

This pressure rose from the soul, as if there was a sword light in the other party's eyes, wanting to chop his soul into powder.

"Spiritual consciousness?"

Qin Xuan couldn't help but shake his head slightly, and said with a smile: "Then you, why don't you try it?"

As soon as the voice fell, Qian Feng's face suddenly changed.

Even the other cultivators were stunned, especially Xu Chen, whose eyes flickered slightly.

The biggest gap between Jindan and Huashen realm is spiritual consciousness. Huashen gives rise to spiritual consciousness, but a thought can hurt the soul. Even if a Jindan cultivator is a genius, his soul is still weak, and compared with spiritual consciousness, it is like a world of mud.

How dare this Qing Emperor say such arrogant words?

Could it be that he has a magic weapon to protect his soul?

Xu Chen looked at the Eternal Sword in Qin Xuan's hand, a seventh-grade magic weapon, and his eyes condensed slightly.

Soul-protecting magic weapons are the most precious treasures for cultivators below the Huashen realm in the world of cultivation. Even those in the Huashen realm will be jealous.

In the battle of spiritual consciousness, if one person has a magic weapon to protect his soul, the difference between the two will be clear.

Even Qianfeng's pupils shrank slightly, "Do you really think I don't dare? Even if you have a soul-protecting magic weapon, what can you do? It may not be able to stop me!"

"Magic weapons cannot be omnipotent!"

Qianfeng looked solemn, "I miss you holding back. I won't bother with you for hurting me today. As long as you admit defeat, I won't take the previous dispute to heart!"

"Even if you are willing to go to the world of cultivation, I, Qianfeng, can lead the way for you and enter my Kunlun Sect!"

Qianfeng's eyes were solid, and he came to defeat the Green Emperor.

If the Green Emperor loses, Mo Qinglian will enter the Kunlun Sect with him.

As for the Green Emperor's previous disrespect, Qianfeng has long since stopped caring.

In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected. Just the fact that the Green Emperor can hurt him with a low-grade golden elixir is enough to make Qianfeng admit his pride.

Qianfeng naturally wants to introduce such a genius to the Kunlun Sect.

This Green Emperor is absolutely a peerless talent.

Even if he were placed in the world of cultivation, he would be a brilliant talent, enough to compete with the core disciples or even the direct disciples.

The other cultivators all changed their expressions slightly, and they naturally understood the meaning of Qianfeng's words.

Xu Le couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Qin Ling, "Once your brother enters the world of cultivation, I'm afraid it will be like a dragon entering the sea!"

Xu Le shook his head and smiled bitterly. A mere person who was not a star, trapped by the restrictions of heaven and earth, actually had such strength and talent. What if he was in the world of cultivation?

Xu Le could imagine that if this person entered the world of cultivation, there would be a genius in the world of cultivation, and his name would be known throughout the stars.

Qin Ling stared, "Dragon? You cursed! Ling'er will ignore you!"

As he said that, Qin Ling kicked Xu Le and walked towards Jun Wushuang.

Cursed?

Xu Le was a little tearful. When did a dragon entering the sea become a curse?

He turned around with a bitter face and looked at Qin Xuan in the air.

Perhaps Jiaolong Ruhai underestimated him a little. With such talent and strength, it would not be an exaggeration to call him...

Dragon Soaring to the Sky!

Isn't it?

...

In mid-air, Qin Xuan's clothes did not move, and his gray hair swayed in the breeze.

Qin Xuan shook his head and laughed, "You are the one who got hurt, and you are not as fast as me. Now, you are the one who made me lose?"

His smile gradually faded, and his eyes were calm.

"Just aJie Huashen cultivator, do you really think you can defeat me, Qin Changqing?"

"My consciousness is nothing but dust to me, how dare you say you can hurt me?"

A flash of coldness flashed across Qin Xuan's eyes, as if a great force rose from his body, causing the surrounding heaven and earth to surge.

"I have said before, if you don't bow, kneel!"

"I, Qin Changqing, have never broken my promise in my life."

Qin Xuan's pupils were indifferent, the same as the sky.

"I have spared your life and will not kill you. If you don't kneel again, I will show no mercy!"

When the voice fell, everyone's face was shocked.

Qian Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, and there was anger on his face.

"You are courting your own destruction! It is extremely difficult to recover if the soul is slightly damaged! "

Not to mention Xu Le and others, even Qian Feng felt that the other party was crazy?

A mere golden elixir actually challenged the consciousness of the God Transformation Realm?

Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, and he had already stepped out, as if he was disdainful of speaking to Qian Feng.

"You..."

Qian Feng's face suddenly changed, and suddenly, there seemed to be a wisp of invisible consciousness condensed in his eyes.

He didn't expect that the other party would dare to attack again.

"Since you are looking for death, don't blame me!"

Qian Feng's voice was extremely cold, and the person in front of him was too arrogant.

Even if there is a soul-protecting magic weapon, what does it matter? He will let this person know that the difference in realm, the difference between soul and consciousness, is definitely not something that can be made up by a mere soul-protecting magic weapon.

Qian Feng had already used his consciousness, which was like a small sword, only an inch in size, and flew out from his pupils.

In just a moment, the two small swords had already entered Qin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Cut! "

Qian Feng shouted loudly. Before he finished shouting, his face suddenly changed.

His consciousness entered the other party's sea of ​​consciousness, and he was even dazed.

The two small swords were in the other party's sea of ​​consciousness, but it seemed as if he saw an endless world.

This world was countless times larger than the stars under his feet, just like the eternal world, endless.

His consciousness was in this world, just like a speck of dust under this world.

"How is it possible!"

Qian Feng couldn't believe it. The other party was just a low-grade Jindan cultivator, but his sea of ​​consciousness, sea of ​​consciousness... was more than a billion times stronger than his. Even his sea of ​​consciousness was only a few feet wide, and his condensed consciousness was only an inch.

Suddenly, a breeze came, and in just a moment, the two small swords seemed to be like candlelight, and were extinguished by the breeze.

Disappeared!