Rebirth of the Urban Madman

On Longchi Mountain, Jun Wushuang looked at Qin Xuan with his eyes closed, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Finally, Jun Wushuang shook his head and went down the mountain.

"You don't plan to tell him?"

At the foot of the mountain, Xiao Wu frowned slightly, "Many innates of the He and Su families were killed silently. The other party is very likely to be a terrestrial immortal. Since Su Qiaoer asked for help, it must be no small matter."

"If it is a terrestrial immortal, you and I will solve it for him." Jun Wushuang said softly: "Ten years later, we will finally step into the world of cultivation. We can't rely on him for everything."

"I will go to Jiangnan to kill the terrestrial immortal."

Xiao Wu looked at Jun Wushuang, and finally said slowly: "Okay, I will go with you!"

"He Yun and He Taisui also rushed to Jiangnan from overseas!"

"After all, they are the three old masters of the He family. They used to have an old relationship with my parents. I want to see who dares to do such a thing."

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In the milk tea shop in Jiangnan, Qin Yan'er's face was almost ugly to the extreme.

She has now cultivated to the middle grade of the golden elixir, with a five-inch golden elixir in her body, but facing this charming woman, she is as weak as a child.

"Are you from the world of cultivation?" Qin Yan'er stood up slowly, and a gray long sword slowly stretched out from her palm.

This is a ninth-grade magic weapon forged from the Shenlin crystal stone.

"Do you know the world of cultivation?" Hong Luo smiled charmingly, "Yes, I come from the Eight Desolate War Sect in the world of cultivation."

Eight Desolate War Sect!

Qin Yan'er's eyes condensed slightly. She remembered that Miao Hua had mentioned this sect in the past, and her face was extremely unnatural.

Now this woman kills people as if it is a game. That look is as if she is a spiritual medicine rather than a person. Blood refining furnace? Even though Qin Yan'er doesn't know what this blood refining furnace is, it must not be a good thing.

With this woman's mentality, if Qin Hao falls into her hands, it will be like falling into the claws of the devil.

"Sister Yan'er!"

Qin Hao's face suddenly changed. For so many years, he vaguely knew that Qin Yan'er had been hiding in the dark to protect him.

Qin Hao looked at the dark palm print behind Qin Yan'er, and his face was still slightly worried.

Cultivation world?

Is it the cultivation world that his father had mentioned?

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, and his eyes swept across the blood and energy that was like a skynet covering all directions, and his heart was even more shocked.

Seven years, he cultivated to the innate, but now he seemed to understand that the so-called innate, the gap between the cultivators is so huge, like the difference between clouds and mud.

Before, the red-clothed witch had not even used a little strength, and she made him unable to move.

"Hao'er, find a chance to escape, go back to Longchi!" Qin Yan'er's mind was all on Hong Luo, and she said slowly.

This woman was too strong, as if there was an ancient demon python hidden in her body, choosing people to bite.

Hong Luo was not in a hurry. There was a playful look in her eyes, as if she was playing a cat and a mouse.

"I thought you came to this star to guide disciples. Then the recent fall of Jiangnan Xiantian was also caused by you?" Qin Yan'er spoke slowly, her eyes slightly condensed.

"Guiding disciples?" Hong Luo smiled softly with her hands covering her mouth, her body trembling slightly, as if she was charming.

"A mere barren star, a group of ants, what qualifications do we have to enter the world of cultivation?" Hong Luo put away her smile, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and said evilly: "I came here not to guide disciples, but to practice."

"I might as well tell you that the skills I practiced, in addition to the Eight Desolate War Body, also include the Blood Swallowing Demon Skill, which can refine the blood of all things for my own use."

Hong Luo smiled lightly and said: "In the world of cultivation, I dare not act so recklessly, but this star is so barren, and it is billions away from the world of cultivation. Xingchen, killing a few ants to supplement your cultivation is a good choice. "

"Are those old guys called innate here? Tsk tsk, it's a pity, ants, their blood and energy will decay, it's better to transform my cultivation, and when I ascend to the avenue, they can become immortals with me, which is much better than being annihilated in the loess."

Hong Luo smiled: "Otherwise, do you think I would waste so much effort to fight for this barren land?"

Qin Yan'er's face suddenly changed, swallowing the blood and energy of all things for her own use?

Anger flashed in her eyes, "How is such an act different from that of a demon? Aren't you afraid that other cultivators will know your actions and kill you?"

Hong Luo seemed to have heard a huge joke, "Do you really think that those eleven guys regard the sentient beings on this planet as human beings? In their eyes, the mortals on this planet are just ants. As long as I don't touch the people they guide, what can I do even if I kill 90% of the people on this planet?"

"Of course, I won't do that. Mortals have low blood and energy, and killing them will result in karma. I'm not stupid enough to do that!"

"I have now reached the great success of the Golden Core. I only need to devour those who are slightly powerful on this planet, and add the little guy behind you. I can refine his blood and energy for ten years, and even enter the state of transformation."Hong Luo's smile became more evil, "I know you are looking for a chance to help the little guy behind you escape from here, so as to delay time."

"But do you really think I care?"

Hong Luo twisted her waist and came over gracefully, "Whether it is killing you or subduing that guy, it is just a piece of cake for me."

As soon as the voice fell, Hong Luo's figure had disappeared.

She appeared in front of Qin Yan'er, with blood veins emerging from her body, and the blood was like snakes and pythons, as if it were a mighty river.

"A mere ant, even if you have thousands of thoughts, how can you block my way?"

Qin Yan'er's face suddenly changed, she shouted, and all the supreme power in her body burst out.

A huge formation map emerged from behind her, and thousands of magic swords flew out from the map. The sword energy alone was enough to tear the milk tea shop into pieces.

Facing this, Hong Luo's eyes rose with a faint smile and slapped out a palm.

This palm was like a mountain falling down, and the thousands of magic swords were instantly shattered into dust and dissipated.

Qin Yan'er raised her sword and thrust it out, and all her magic power poured into this sword.

"My combat body is comparable to an eighth-grade magic weapon. How dare you use a mere ninth-grade one in front of me?" Hong Luo's contemptuous voice came from the blood. Suddenly, Qin Yan'er's face was shocked. With a loud noise, the ninth-grade sword was broken into several pieces.

Qin Yan'er even spit out several mouthfuls of blood, and her face was pale.

She was close to despair, and she wrapped the broken sword with magic power and rushed towards the layered blood net in the distance.

"Hao'er, run!"

Qin Yan'er roared, and soon she was stunned, looking at the unmoving blood.

"Sister Yan'er!" Qin Hao's face became paler and paler. He clenched his fists tightly and looked at Qin Yan'er who was seriously injured to protect him. Tears flickered in his eyes.

His face was pale. Even though he had been in this world for seven years, it seemed that he was not as weak as this moment.

So powerless!