Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Outside, Qianfeng's face suddenly turned pale without any blood color, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and blood was faintly flowing out of his seven orifices.

Qin Xuan's figure had appeared in front of Qianfeng, and he smiled indifferently, "A mere consciousness dares to enter my sea of ​​consciousness?"

His eyes were calm, and he was reborn. Everything he had was over again, and only the Immortal Heart Emperor's thoughts were stored in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Even though he could not use a little power of the Immortal Heart Emperor's thoughts.

But, the consciousness of a mere low-level cultivator of the Divine Transformation dared to enter his sea of ​​consciousness?

Asking for trouble!

Qianfeng's move was like a mayfly that insisted on crashing into the Tongtian Divine Mountain, and it would be crushed to pieces.

Qin Xuan looked at Qianfeng, whose seven orifices were bleeding and whose consciousness was damaged, and slowly stretched out his palm to perform the Purple Thunder Palm. The purple thunder was diffused and pressed down!

Boom!

"Kneel!"

As soon as the words came out, Qianfeng's body was pressed down by the purple thunder palm print.

It was like being slapped into the ground by a palm. Qianfeng just reacted. He endured the pain in his sea of ​​consciousness like thousands of needles piercing his soul, and his face was a little ferocious.

"How is it possible!"

"How can your sea of ​​consciousness be like this..."

Before the words fell, Qin Xuan had stepped on the ground and appeared in front of him.

He said nothing and slapped out with a palm.

Qianfeng's face suddenly changed. He raised the power of transformation in his body and turned it into a raging wave, facing Qin Xuan's palm.

It's a pity that he has fought in succession. How much power of transformation in his body can he have?

The palm fell and collided with the surging power of transformation.

Boom!

In an instant, as if the surging waves were pierced, Qin Xuan's palm appeared above Qianfeng's head.

It was just a slight effort, accompanied by a click, Qianfeng's legs seemed to be split, and his knees bent.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the inner sect disciple of Kunlun Sect, a cultivator in the Transformation Realm, knelt on his knees.

Qianfeng looked ferocious, and looked up at Qin Xuan in a daze.

This kneeling made the faces of the cultivators present almost pale.

Qianfeng! Defeated! ?

"Oh my God, am I dreaming?" Hu Qing slapped him.

A cultivator of the lower Jindan level actually defeated Qianfeng in the Transformation Realm.

All the cultivators looked at Qianfeng kneeling on the ground and looking up, with blood flowing from all seven orifices. They all felt a chill in their hearts and were extremely frightened.

What kind of monster is this Qingdi?

The Jindan Realm is better than the Transformation Realm, but even the divine consciousness has no effect on him. In fact, Qianfeng was backfired because of this?

The light in Xiao Wu's eyes shook. Although he was surprised, it seemed that everything was reasonable.

Mo Qinglian frowned, her eyes fell on Qianfeng who was kneeling on the ground, and she shook her head slightly, but there was no surprise in her eyes, as if the result had already been determined in her heart.

"Are all the men in the world really not as good as you? Even those who practice Taoism have to kneel down and bow their heads in front of you?" Mo Qinglian's eyes fell on Qin Xuan, and there seemed to be bitterness in her heart, and finally turned into a deep sigh.

It seemed that she was sighing for herself, deceiving herself!

Qin Xuan slowly retracted his palm and stood with his hands behind his back.

"How ridiculous it is to think that you can hurt me with a little spiritual consciousness?"

He looked down at Qianfeng with a calm expression. Even if he won, it seemed that he was not worthy of any joy. Everything was expected.

"The Divine Transformation Realm is not invincible. In the starry sky, there are thousands of magical powers and millions of volumes of skills. How can you, a mere Divine Transformation cultivator and inner disciple of Kunlun Sect, know all of them?"

"The cross-border battle is already a heaven-defying act in your eyes, but in my eyes, it is just ordinary!"

Qin Xuan's eyebrows were normal. In his previous life, he had seen too many geniuses and amazing talents, some of whom could even be compared with dragons and phoenixes, and even those who could control dragons and phoenixes.

The Golden Core defeated the Divine Transformation Realm. Even if he did not have the Immortal Heart and Emperor Thoughts, he could still keep his soul safe.

Still the same, easily defeated.

Qian Feng's face was lost and his mind was damaged, which made him understand completely.

Regardless of speed, magic weapon, or strength, he had already been defeated.

Even though he had too many things he couldn't believe, so what?

He was the one who lost!

Qian Feng's eyes seemed to have gathered divine light again. As a disciple of the inner sect of Kunlun Sect, he had never failed to accept defeat.

But what made him a little unacceptable was that he, a disciple of the inner sect of Kunlun Sect, actually lost to a cultivator of the lower grade of Jindan, a whole realm difference.

He knelt on the ground, his eyes seemed to be fixed on Qin Xuan.

"May I ask, how did you do it?"

Qian Feng's voice was hoarse, and he knelt on the ground and asked.

"You are only in the Jindan realm, the lower grade of Jindan. Even if you have cultivated peerless magical powers, you can't be on par with me. How big is the gap between the Jindan realm and the Shenhua realm?"

As soon as Qian Feng spoke, the expressions of Xu Le, Xu Chen and others suddenly became solemn.

What Qian Feng asked was not the doubt in their hearts.

Since the battle, even the power of Shenhua in Qian Feng's body has been running out, but on the other handThat Green Emperor, he didn't even show any sign of fatigue?

How is this possible!

It's just a low-grade golden elixir. Even with the Heaven-Defying Scroll, the golden elixir is only three inches at most. How much mana can it contain?

Even Xu Chen was confused. Was it because his divine eye was not cultivated well enough that he was deceived by the magical power of the Green Emperor? The other party was not a low-grade golden elixir at all, but a great cultivator of the Divine Transformation.

Qin Xuan couldn't help but smile faintly when he heard this.

He glanced at Xu Chen faintly. Seeing Qin Xuan's gaze coming, Xu Chen immediately put his hands together and performed a Buddhist salute.

"That little monk is right. Divine eye? It's a bit of talent!"

Qin Xuan's voice slowly sounded from the foot of Longchi Mountain, "My current realm is indeed a low-grade golden elixir!"

Really a low-grade golden elixir?

Seeing Qin Xuan admit it, everyone was filled with endless shock.

Xu Chen even smiled bitterly. If possible, he would rather believe that his magical power was not cultivated well enough.

Jindan is better than Huashen, this is simply a miracle.

Even the Douzhan Buddhist Temple behind him is the same.

"But!"

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, and a green light appeared behind him, "He is just seeing the whole picture!"

"I am indeed in the lower level of Jindan, but it does not mean that I am an ordinary Jindan!"

Everyone stared at the strange phenomenon behind Qin Xuan.

Not an ordinary Jindan?

They knew that there were geniuses who could become Jindan after understanding several ways, and they were born with talent.

Could it be that this Qingdi was such a genius, who could become a Jindan after understanding several ways and achieve a Jindan of a higher level?

A green light filled the air behind Qin Xuan, and then a strange phenomenon slowly condensed.

It was a green tree, nine inches in size, emerging from the back of Qin Xuan's head.

Thousands of branches and leaves!

Everyone was stunned, what is this? Is it a magical power?

Just as they were in a state of great shock, suddenly, three-inch golden fruits appeared on the green tree.

The golden fruits were round, just like the golden elixir in their bodies.

"One hundred, two hundred..."

Some people counted them carefully, and their eyes gradually became more and more dull, as if they had seen a real immortal.

"Three thousand!"

A lost voice emerged from the foot of Longchi Mountain, and everyone's mind was blank.

A green tree, thousands of branches and leaves, three thousand golden fruits.

At this time, Qin Xuan's voice slowly sounded.

"It's not wrong that the golden elixir is of low quality, but the divine tree in my body is nine inches, and it produces three thousand three-inch fruits!"

"People have three-inch golden elixirs!"

"And I have three thousand golden fruits in my body."

"Every one of them is a golden elixir!"