Rebirth of the Urban Madman

In Qin Xuan's hand, a storage magic weapon was quietly suspended.

Qin Xuan probed into it, passed over the jade box, and smiled faintly.

"It is so!"

He had entered the Northern Wilderness Forbidden Land in his previous life, and knew all the spiritual objects in the forbidden land.

This old man and young man could enter the Northern Wilderness Forbidden Land holding the Immortal Tomb Plate. Even so, they would not dare to go deep. Even the Star-Splitting Stone Demon had to get permission from other supreme creatures to go deep, let alone the outsiders.

And within the three million miles of the edge of the forbidden land, there was only this one Seven Wonders of Fortune Grass, plus this young man at the peak of the Spiritualization, Qin Xuan easily guessed the other party's purpose.

Qin Xuan put away the storage magic weapon. The Seven Wonders of Fortune Grass, which could still survive in this Northern Wilderness Forbidden Land, was at least of the fourth grade, which could help people cultivate soul consciousness and open chakras.

Qin Xuan also wanted to take the Seven Wonders of Fortune Grass, and now, he succeeded.

In the distance, the roar of the battle between the supremes became louder and louder. The palm of the Star-Splitting Stone Demon was like a mountain. Every time it slapped down and every time it stepped out, the real mountain was broken.

On the other hand, the Wind Demon, with the Dragon Devouring Star Spear in his hand, every time it stretched out, the void was torn like paper, and cracks of hundreds and thousands of feet appeared on the ground from time to time.

Even though they were tens of thousands of miles apart, Qin Xuan could still feel the horror of the battle between the supremes.

Suddenly, a roar that shook the world came from afar.

"Yu'er!"

Zhen Heng's eyes were about to burst. He noticed that his beloved disciple was dead. At this moment, his eyes were full of bloodshot.

He had noticed that Qin Xuan had stopped him before, but in his heart, Qin Xuan was a middle-grade incarnation, and his disciple was a rare prodigy in Xinghe City, at the peak of the incarnation realm, so he would naturally not lose.

Even if Qin Xuan was a little treacherous, he could rush to save his beloved disciple even if something happened to him.

What Zhen Heng could not have imagined was that his beloved disciple, whom he praised as a rare genius in the Xinghe Sect in a hundred thousand years, was beheaded by the damned young man of the Tianyun Sect with just two swords, and died.

Zhen Heng looked at Qin Xuan with resentment, and the murderous intent emerged from him. He actually grasped the Moxing Hammer and slammed it on the Demon Dragon Devouring Star Spear. At the same time, the four wings behind him trembled, like a knife, tearing the gravity field of the Star-Splitting Stone Demon, and rushed towards Qin Xuan at a very fast speed.

"Not good!" Feng Mo's heart jumped, his face changed slightly, he moved suddenly, stepped on the void, and rushed straight to Zhen Heng.

"Zhen Heng, you dare to do such a thing in front of me?" Feng Mo's eyes flashed with anger, and his speed was faster, not inferior to Zhen Heng at all, and even faster.

In a few moments, Feng Mo chased Zhen Heng, crossing a hundred thousand miles. He shook the Dragon Star Devouring Spear in his hand, and the void was like a rag. Countless void fragments gathered on the Dragon Star Devouring Spear like a gust of wind and pierced out.

This time, Feng Mo directly used all his strength, borrowing the full power of the void fragments to shoot, and even the Supreme could not stop it.

What made Feng Mo's pupils shrink slightly was that Zhen Heng did not dodge or avoid.

"Feng Mo, I will fight you to the death, and I will fight your Tianyun Sect to the death!"

"After I kill this kid, I will personally slaughter the Tianyun Sect one day!"

Zhen Heng roared, his face was ferocious, and his eyes became more terrifying.

Facing Feng Mo's attack, he turned around suddenly and sacrificed the Mo Xing Hammer.

In his hand, the Mo Xing Hammer was filled with star marks, and Feng Mo's pupils shrank suddenly.

"You want to detonate the treasure!" Even Feng Mo couldn't help but change color at this moment.

Boom!

As soon as Feng Mo finished speaking, the Ink Star Hammer cracked, as if a star exploded, and countless star rays spread for several miles, submerging Feng Mo and Star-Splitting Stone Demon.

Qin Xuan was where he was, and he directly moved his Golden Peng body and retreated.

He saw that where he was, the strong wind rolled down like a mountain on Qin Xuan's body-protecting true essence, bang bang bang... The body-protecting true essence was riddled with holes at this moment. Qin Xuan's Xuantian Seal appeared in his hand, and he suddenly shouted, the veins in his arm bulged, and he turned the Xuantian Seal.

After two consecutive turns, Qin Xuan's face flushed, and he barely resisted the aftermath of the strong wind.

Qin Xuan was almost injured by the aftermath alone, and had to use all his strength.

When the star rays dissipated, Qin Xuan looked at the several miles of land that had turned into nothingness, and even Feng Mo had a lot of scars on his body, bleeding and soaking his clothes.

The thousand-foot body of the Star-Splitting Stone Demon turned into nothingness at this moment, leaving only a head that was several dozen feet in size and emitting brown light.

There was a pair of eyes on the stone, rotating.

"Gather!"

The Star-Splitting Stone Demon roared, and the earth split open. Huge rocks rose from the earth in all directions and reunited their bodies.

"Evergreen!"

At this moment, Feng Mo ignored his injuries and looked at Qin Xuan with an extremely ugly expression.

There was already a figure in front of Qin Xuan, less than ten feet long.

Zhen Heng looked at Qin Xuan with a ferocious face and eyes full of resentment, "You deserve to die!"

Every word he said seemed to express all the hatred in his heart.

He regarded the boy as the future hope of Xinghe Sect and his masterpiece. When the boy entered the Immortal List, he would be the teacher of the Immortal List Tianjiao and famous in the cultivation world.

For this, he spent a lot of effort, risking his life to enter the Northern Wilderness Forbidden Land, causing wild beasts to riot, and borrowing the Immortal Tomb Plate.

All that he had done was now ruined, ruined by a junior who was only in the God Transformation Realm, killing his beloved disciple who had poured countless efforts in this Northern Wilderness Forbidden Land.

Qin Xuan's face was calm, and the red color on his body gradually faded and returned to normal.

"Deserve to die?" Qin Xuan said lightly: "In your eyes, I deserve to die? Just because I practice in this Northern Wilderness Forbidden Land, you want to kill me?"

"It's ridiculous!"

Qin Xuan looked at Zhen Heng calmly, "You want to seek treasure for your descendants, but unfortunately, you shouldn't have the intention to kill me. "

Even though he was facing the Supreme and was almost certain to die, Qin Xuan smiled faintly and said, "There are too many people who want to kill me, Qin Changqing. In the end, they all return to reincarnation."

Zhen Heng's chest almost exploded when he heard these words. He was dozens of feet away from Qin Xuan. He could kill this Divine Transformation cultivator with just a flip of his palm. This guy dared to be so rampant.

"What I shouldn't have done was that I should have endured being severely injured by the Star-Splitting Stone Demon and killed you, a wicked creature!" Zhen Heng's throat rolled, and his voice was like a beast's roar, "Now, die!"

He condensed a seal in his hand and turned it into a magic sword. This magic sword was filled with starlight and even burned with sun flames. The moment it appeared, the temperature around it rose to the extreme. Qin Xuan's sixth-grade magic robes were slightly withered and yellowed, as if he could not bear this temperature.

Qin Xuan put his hands behind his back and looked at Zhen Heng indifferently.

"So, you are ridiculous. You think you are the Supreme and can treat me as an ant? "

Seeing the magic sword filled with starlight and sun flame coming, Qin Xuan stood still and did not even take a step back.

"There is no one in the cultivation world who can regard me, Qin Changqing, as an ant."

Qin Xuan stood quietly, allowing the magic sword to cut towards his body.

"Not even immortals can do it!"

The supreme magic sword, with sun flame burning and starlight shocking, instantly enveloped Qin Xuan.