Rebirth of the Urban Madman

On the fourth floor of Tianxiao Pavilion, the Wanbao Building towers into the clouds.

Below it, spiritual spells and magic weapons are like thousands of long rainbows, blasting down on the restrictions everywhere.

In Huanyun Sect, Liu Zheng's face was extremely gloomy, "Who else has not entered these four floors?"

His face was extremely ugly. Since Chang Yuan threw away his clothes and changed his crown, he immediately ordered that all Huanyun Sect disciples must enter the fourth floor.

Liu Zheng's heart was even more raging with anger, and he wanted to tear Qin Xuan to pieces all the time.

How could the dignified Huanyun Sect, a third-grade sect in the Northern Wilderness, come to this?

Since entering Tianxiao Pavilion, he has suffered humiliation and lost soldiers and generals. It is simply a huge shame.

"Uncle Liu Zheng, there should be no one else!" A great cultivator of the Divine Transformation said cautiously. He knew that Liu Zheng was on the verge of rage and was afraid that he would provoke anger if he was not careful.

Liu Zheng's eyes fell on the array of flags at the entrance of the fourth floor, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Chang Qing!"

"If I don't kill you, I, Liu Zheng, will not be a human being!"

He roared in his heart, and veins appeared on his old body, which frightened the faces of the surrounding great masters of the transformation of the spirit.

Elsewhere, a group of great masters of the transformation of the spirit from the Tianyun Sect also gathered together to restore their cultivation after breaking the restrictions.

"Liu Le, Liu Zhi, two uncles!" Suddenly, a figure came over and looked at the two of them anxiously.

Liu Zheng and Liu Zhi were observing the next restriction that was about to be broken, and they turned their heads at the same time when they heard the figure.

"Is there something?"

Liu Le said slowly, frowning slightly.

"Have the two uncles heard the news about Uncle Chang Qing?" The middle-aged monk hesitated and asked.

"Changqing!" Liu Zhi's face suddenly turned cold, "Why did you mention him?"

The middle-aged cultivator was a little frightened, but still said: "Two uncles, Uncle Changqing is a disciple of my Tianyun Sect after all, and Uncle Changqing has such strength, do we have to watch him all the time?"

"I saw the flag at the entrance. Huanyun Sect and Huangbao Tower are planning to completely kill Uncle Changqing. If Uncle Changqing dies, Uncle Yunni, or even if it gets to the Sect Master and a group of elders..." The middle-aged man said with a stiff face.

Liu Zhi suddenly raised his hand, and looked at the middle-aged monk with indifferent and cold eyes, "You mean, we should help Chang Qing, let go of the many treasures of Wanbao Tower, and lead the disciples to fight to the death with Huanyun Sect and Huangbao Tower?"

"It's extremely stupid!"

"Do you know how many people in my Tianyun Sect will die in these four layers if there is a real war? Can you afford it?"

"Chang Qing's disaster was caused by himself, but we have to pay the price for it. Why?"

Liu Le frowned, he looked towards the entrance, slightly hesitant.

Finally, after weighing the pros and cons, he sighed softly: "Although Changqing is a disciple of Tianyun Sect, I am afraid that we can't help in this matter!"

"If a war breaks out, the price to pay is too high, even if we can defeat Huanyun Sect and Huangbao Tower. After leaving the secret realm, if Huanyun Sect and Huangbao Tower find out, our Tianyun Sect will have to pay a heavy price to quell this matter. A war between three-grade sects will cause complete chaos in the entire Northern Wilderness."

"Changqing alone can't bear it, and we can't bear it either!"

"As for Changqing's life or death, it depends on his personal fate!"

Liu Le shook his head, and the middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh.

He turned and left, whispering in his heart: "Changyan, I tried my best!"

A sound transmission jade slip appeared in his hand, which conveyed the decision of Liu Le and Liu Zhi, and then he began to sit cross-legged, ready to continue breaking the ban and taking treasures.

…

“Junior brother, there should be no Huanyun Sect disciples on the third floor!”

Chang Yan held up the wine gourd and said lazily: “When the news of throwing away clothes and changing crowns came out, Tianxiao Pavilion was shaken. Which Huanyun Sect disciple was ignorant of life and death and stayed on the third floor.”

“But junior brother, that old guy Liu Zheng set up a large formation on the fourth floor to surround and kill you. If it were me, junior brother would stay on the third floor, wait for Tianxiao Pavilion to close, and then leave Tianxiao Pavilion!”

“In the secret realm, there are more than one place with treasures in Tianxiao Pavilion. The red fire refined milk before is also a rare thing!”

Although she seemed to say it casually, her eyes were firmly locked on Qin Xuan.

On the fourth floor, there are more than a hundred cultivators from Huanyun Sect and Huangbao Tower, and they set up a large formation. Even Yuanying Zhenjun would be afraid of it. Even if Qin Xuan was a half-step Zhenjun, he would definitely die if he entered the fourth floor.

Chang Yan knew that Qin Xuan was a monster, but no matter how monster he was, he could not face more than a hundred Huashen cultivators alone.

Unless, Qin Xuan is a Yuanying Zhenjun! ?

But how is that possible? There are restrictions in the secret realm. If he is a Yuanying Zhenjun, he would have been annihilated by the restrictions.

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, and continued to walk without saying anything.

Seeing Qin Xuan's attitude, Chang Yan couldn't help but sigh.

"By the way, Junior Brother, I heard that there are many magical powers on the second floor..."

"On the first floor, it is said that there is also a tea for enlightenmentBorn!"

"Hey, hey, hey, Junior Brother, slow down!"

Changyan kept chattering on the side, but Qin Xuan remained indifferent and did not change his way.

Suddenly, Changyan stepped on the ground and appeared in front of Qin Xuan.

Her face turned bitter, "Junior Brother, listen to my advice, don't enter the fourth floor!"

"Be good, listen to me, if you have any grievances, wait for me to become a True Lord or a Taoist Lord, and then just turn your hand to destroy them!"

"Even if Junior Brother can't calm down his anger, then he will become the Supreme, and destroying the entire Huanyun Sect is not a problem!"

She persuaded him hard, not wanting Qin Xuan to die.

Qin Xuan paused slightly, he looked at Changyan, and finally spoke.

"Senior Sister! "

With just two words, Qin Xuan patted Changyan on the shoulder and continued to walk towards the entrance of the fourth floor.

His eyes were calm, as if he was not facing a great cultivator of more than a hundred transformation gods.

Changyan was stunned. She turned and looked at Qin Xuan's back, and finally sighed.

"Why are you so stubborn!" She had an urge to curse, "If I couldn't beat you, I would definitely teach you a lesson!"

The entrance from the third floor to the fourth floor, as if the stairs leading directly to the netherworld appeared in front of Qin Xuan and Changyan.

Changyan's mouth was bitter, she knew that she might not be able to persuade Qin Xuan.

The Eternal Sword quietly appeared in Qin Xuan's hand, and he was about to step with the sword. Suddenly, Changyan said, "Junior Brother!"

Qin Xuan paused slightly and turned his head indifferently, "Senior Sister, why bother..."

Before the words fell, a green jar appeared in Changyan's hand.

"Junior Brother, give it to me! "

Chang Yan lowered her head slightly, "You taught me the wine brewing method, so I brewed a jar for you by the way. I wonder if it tastes good."

She knew that she couldn't persuade, she knew that she couldn't help.

There was nothing else to give, only a jar of strong liquor.

Chang Yan's eyes moved slightly, and she gently nodded, staring at Qin Xuan, and sighed: "Junior brother, I am just a drunkard. I am small and weak. I am afraid that the only way to help is to hand over a jar of strong liquor."

Qin Xuan looked at the jar of strong liquor and Chang Yan's clear eyes.

He smiled lightly, knowing Chang Yan's worries, and there was a turbulent wave in his eyes.

He pulled the jar of wine and shook his arm.

The jar of wine was raised high, and the clear wine was like a river in the sky.

The wine went into his mouth, wet his clothes, and stained his long sword!

"Hahaha, how happy! "

Qin Xuan shook the wine jar, laughed loudly, his gray hair fluttered, holding the Wan Gu, and pouring strong wine on the long sword.

"Sister, wait for my junior brother to wipe out the illusion cloud, and then drink the remaining half of the jar."

"Junior brother!"

"Don't worry, sister!"

Qin Xuan raised his hand and waved, saying: "How can the insignificant mortal world cover the sky?"

"I'll be back soon!"

After the voice fell, Qin Xuan stepped into the entrance of the fourth floor.

Many great cultivators of the spirit transformation were shocked, their eyes focused on Qin Xuan, and the flags of the formation fluttered.

In the formation, there were murderous intentions and murderous auras like blood, as if there were ambushes on all sides, with hundreds of generals and thousands of troops in front.

Qin Xuan stood with a sword, and the strong wine was not dry.

"Tianyun Sect! Nifeng disciples!"

"Changqing is here!"

The light words were like thousands of troops and hundreds of generals.

Arrogant and unparalleled!