Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm as he glanced at the group of Tianyun Sect's Jindan disciples who were eager to break the spirit gathering formation. Then, his eyes fell on the formation.

"Brother, did you find anything wrong?" Changyan swayed slightly, as if drunk.

Qin Xuan's eyes moved slightly and fell on Changyan.

"This spirit gathering array should have been set up by a Mahayana Supreme. In the world of cultivation, the spirit gathering array is the longest-lasting array among many arrays. Because the array gathers spirits, it is also a kind of maintenance for the array itself, so this array is relatively well preserved. Even though some parts have been worn out by the years, it is comparable to a fifth-grade spirit gathering array!" Qin Xuan said lightly, "Among the Jindan cultivators present, how many people have dabbled in arrays? A fifth-grade spirit gathering array is not something they can break. If they break it by force, it will cause the spirit gathering array to collapse, causing the pool of spiritual objects to be destroyed in the array." Chang Yan was startled, his eyes cleared up a little, and his face changed slightly, saying: "Why don't you stop them quickly?" This is a pool of sixth-grade spiritual objects. If it is damaged, wouldn't it be a waste? Qin Xuan smiled indifferently, "Don't worry, with them! Even if they work together, can they forcibly break this fifth-grade spirit gathering array? This spirit gathering array itself was set up by the Mahayana Supreme. Even if it has little defensive power, it is not something that these idiots can break."

Chang Yan was stunned, and his eyes fell on the Jindan disciples who were looking for flaws in the array.

Many people have used spiritual spells to bombard the blurred patterns in the spirit gathering array, but the seals fell into it, and even the blurred patterns could not be shaken at all.

After several attempts, not only did they fail to break the spirit gathering array, but they were embarrassed. Even Chang Yun tried several times and used the White Dragon Sword, but he returned without success.

"As expected of you, Junior Brother, you are so smart!" Chang Yan breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, "Interests can move people's hearts, and money can blind people's eyes. I have reminded them before. If they don't leave..."

Qin Xuan paused slightly, looking at the exit of the cave, "I'm afraid they can't leave!"

Chang Yan was stunned and looked in the direction Qin Xuan looked.

Suddenly, Chang Yan's face changed slightly, as if he sensed something.

Not only him, but even Chang Yun, who was thinking about breaking the formation, was shocked at this moment.

He turned his head suddenly and looked at the entrance of the cave.

There seemed to be a sound of breaking through the air and riding the rainbow outside the cave, and then there was a subtle sound of footsteps that came into his ears.

Chang Yun's face suddenly changed, his eyes were full of brilliance, and he looked at the entrance of the cave.

Two figures suddenly appeared in the entrance of the cave, and one of them was the great monk Li He who had fled in embarrassment before.

Li He was sneering at this moment, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

Qin Xuan looked at the two figures and smiled indifferently.

Even though Li He was defeated, as a great cultivator in the Northern Wilderness, who didn't have a few good friends? Chang Yun let Li He leave, which was like letting a tiger go back to the mountain, and this group of Jindan disciples could not break the formation and were unwilling to leave.

A bunch of idiots!

If there was no pool of red fire refined milk, I'm afraid Chang Yun and other Jindan disciples might have noticed it.

Unfortunately, they were all focused on the red fire refined milk, and they ignored this point because of the benefits.

Li He slowly stepped into the cave, "Many disciples of Tianyun Sect, we meet again!"

He said with a smile, as if the person who was injured and fled not long ago was not him. But the pair of eyes with a cold light shocked Chang Yun and others, especially Chang Yun, whose eyes fell on the cultivator next to Li He.

"Master Tan Xuan!"

Chang Yun's face was shocked, and his pupils no longer had any pride, but were full of solemnity.

Tan Xuan, the national teacher of Yueming Country, a master of the middle-grade transformation of the spirit!

What made everyone look slightly pale was that Tan Xuan was already an extraordinary talent, and was also famous in the Northern Wilderness. He once defeated the enemy's upper-grade transformation of the spirit with his middle-grade transformation of the spirit, and became famous in one battle.

"Brother Chang Yun!"

Many people turned pale and recognized Tan Xuan's identity.

Chang Yun could defeat Li He, but the difference between Li He and Tan Xuan's cultivation was more than a million miles.

Even Chang Yun felt his heart sink into the valley.

"You are Changyun of Tianyun Sect, right? I remember Xunyu mentioned you. You are extremely talented. At the age of just over 20, you have achieved the great success of Jindan. You have the cultivation level of half-step transformation of spirit, and you are also known as the first Jindan of Tianyun Sect." Tan Xuan said lightly. The Xunyu he mentioned was actually a senior brother of Changyun, and he was also a disciple of Shan Su Daojun.

"Senior, do you know Senior Brother Xunyu?" Changyun took a deep breath and bowed slightly.

"I have met him a few times!" Tan Xuan smiled lightly, his eyes fell on the pool of red fire refined milk, "Such a spiritual object, no wonder you, a Jindan realm, even risked fighting with Li He."

Changyun's face slightly changedBai, he also had regrets in his heart, but soon, he reacted, "Since Master Tan Xuan is here, I will lead all the junior brothers of Tianyun Sect to leave, and I hope Master Li He will not be offended."

After the words fell, the Jindan disciples in Tianyun Sect turned even paler.

Even if they thought about the pool of red fire refined milk, they also understood that facing Tan Xuan, even if they joined forces, even if Changyun had a soul-protecting magic weapon, there would be absolutely no chance of winning.

Li He's smile became more intense, and he looked at Changyun with a hint of pleasure in his eyes.

Tan Xuan nodded gently, "Not bad, you know the time!"

"Okay, you disciples of Tianyun Sect, leave!"

Changyun's hanging heart was put down, and he bowed slightly to Tan Xuan, and was about to take everyone away.

Suddenly, a light flashed in Tan Xuan's eyes.

Boom!

The pressure of the middle-grade incarnation fell suddenly, like a mountain.

Thump, thump, thump...

A group of Jindan realm disciples retreated suddenly, as if their bodies were hit by a mountain. Many of them even vomited a large mouthful of blood with a wow sound, looking at Tan Xuan with fear on their faces.

Even Chang Yun couldn't help but endure the pressure of the spiritual consciousness. He retreated a few steps and looked at Tan Xuan in horror.

"What do you mean, senior?"

He shouted in shock and anger.

Even though he had a soul-protecting magic weapon, the pressure of Tan Xuan's spiritual consciousness was too terrifying. The white cloud pattern cover in his sea of ​​consciousness was trembling, as if it was about to fall.

The smile on Tan Xuan's face was slightly restrained, looking at Chang Yun and other Jindan cultivators.

"I said that you disciples should leave, but not your storage magic weapon and the soul-protecting magic weapon in your sea of ​​consciousness!"

Tan Xuan said calmly, "Since you know the situation, you know what I mean."

"Leave the magic weapon behind, and you can leave safely!"

"Otherwise, I will come to get it myself!"

After the words fell, the faces of the Jindan disciples of Tianyun Sect were pale.

Even Changyun was the same, looking at Tan Xuan with a pale face.

Tan Xuan's eyes were indifferent, as if looking at an ant.

"I'll give you ten breaths of time!"

"If it takes more than ten breaths, don't blame me for coming to get it myself!"

After the words fell, all the Jindan disciples, including Changyun, were...

as if they had lost their parents.