Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Millions of cultivators came out together, and around the Demon Control Pass, there were millions of long rainbows, and the figures went in all directions.

Such a wonderful scene made countless cultivators remember it in their hearts.

In the Haoyuan Mansion, Qin Xuan also stepped out.

"Is the monk leaving?" Qiao'er looked at Qin Xuan, and said timidly, "Can the monk tell Qiao'er where the monk is going, so that Qiao'er can tell the princess!"

She looked at Qin Xuan pitifully. Ye Youding had returned to the capital of the Great Qian Kingdom, preparing to join the Shengtianzhen Sect as the successor of the Saint.

Qin Xuan did not embarrass Qiao'er, and said lightly: "We will enter the Middle Earth, you can tell Master Ye so!"

Qiao'er breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said: "Thank you, monk!"

Qin Xuan smiled lightly, his eyes looked at the many black shadows in the distance, and he disappeared in an instant with a step, leaving all the cultivators who were spying on him behind.

At one of the exits of the Demon Control Pass, a treasure chariot was flying across the sky.

This was a glazed treasure chariot, which was extremely gorgeous under the moonlight.

Many cultivators looked at the treasure chariot with envy in their eyes.

This was the seven-color glazed chariot of the Holy Demon Palace, a fifth-grade treasure. Looking at the Moyun Star, there was no fifth-grade mount magic weapon that could compare with it.

Under this seven-color glazed chariot, there were ten major formations, which were enough to withstand the siege of several Dao Lords. Even a powerful existence who had just entered the Hedao would find it difficult to break this seven-color glazed chariot with one blow.

And the owner of this seven-color glazed chariot was an identity that many cultivators looked up to.

The Saintess Wuxian of the Holy Demon Palace!

The treasure chariot flew across the sky under the admiring and envious eyes of many people.

In the crowd, a formation pattern flickered quietly and disappeared into this pass.

Qin Xuan looked at the seven-colored glazed chariot, stepped lightly, and disappeared into the Demon Control Pass.

As Qin Xuan left, a figure appeared, looking at the place where Qin Xuan disappeared with an ugly face.

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The seven-colored glazed chariot, Wuxian sat in this precious chariot.

She was lazy, her clothes half covered her delicate body, and her charming appearance, if she could make the immortal tempted, even the existence with the highest concentration would not ignore it.

Her fingers were entangled with her hair, and the sound transmission jade slip in her hand flickered slightly.

"Saintess, I have looked up Wuliang on Moyunxing. He is named after Beihuang. It is said that a disciple of Tianyun Sect has seen this person in Tianyun Sect." A deep voice sounded slowly, "If Saintess wants to explore, please ask the elder to go to Tianyun Sect to ask."

Wuxian's eyes flashed, "Tianyun Sect? Is it the sect where Fengmo old monster is?"

Her brows were slightly frowned, but there was a kind of pitiful look that made people's hearts ripple.

Wuxian slowly closed the sound transmission jade slip. Before in Hanjiao Tower, Qin Xuan revealed her real name in one sentence, which shocked her heart.

The village where she lived at that time had long since turned into nothingness. The only people in the world who knew about this were her master, the Palace Master of Shengmo Tiangong, and she.

And now, a monk of unknown origin knows such a secret, which makes Wuxian's heart more than just a huge wave.

She must investigate this monk thoroughly. If she hadn't had something else to do at the moment, she would not have appeared outside the Yuyao Pass, but above the Haoyuan Mansion.

Just as Wuxian was thinking about it, her eyes trembled slightly and the corners of her mouth curved up.

"Old man, this saint knows that you won't give up!"

As the voice fell, the seven-color glazed treasure chariot crossed the sky, like a seven-color rainbow, and fell into the night ahead.

Boom!

In the night, it seemed as if a huge net emerged, with countless array patterns outlined, like a net of heaven and earth, covering the seven-color glazed treasure chariot.

Behind this formation, there was an old man, with ten fingers outlining thousands of array patterns, constantly falling into the formation.

"Tianxu!"

Inside the formation, Wuxian's voice of laughter sounded, "You old Taoist priest, you blocked my way in the middle of the night, but are you planning something bad to this saint?"

After the voice fell, Tianxu's expression changed slightly, and the formation suddenly expanded, and the seven-color light penetrated the formation, like millions of long rainbows, shining the whole world into a seven-color world.

The formation was also quietly broken, and the seven-color glazed chariot was across the sky.

Tianxu old Taoist laughed strangely and said, "Witch, you took the Hengyang fairy fruit from the Wanbao Festival. I am a righteous cultivator. How can I allow you to do such an evil thing? Naturally, I have to uphold justice and avenge the Wanbao Festival!"

The seven-color treasure light dissipated, and Wuxian didn't know when he had stood on the top of the seven-color glazed chariot.

She was as beautiful as a fairy, bathing in the moonlight, like a demon, almost charming.

"Old Taoist priest, you dare to talk about righteousness and justice? Hahahaha... You should tell these words to the monks you have deceived for many years!"

"This saint girl will see how many monks will chase you!"

The voice seemed to come from all directions, and Tianxu's pupils had array patterns flowing.

The sound magic was like a magic, and illusions rose from all directions when it entered the ears.

Tianxu Taoist's eyes were slightly condensed, and his pupils wereThe array pattern bloomed, and there were incarnations in the array, as if the Emperor of Heaven was flying across the sky, breaking all illusions.

There were also heavenly generals who could capture dragons and subdue tigers, and they uttered the sound of Taoism, breaking the illusion array in all directions.

When the illusion array was broken, a bone sword appeared in front of Wuxian. The bone sword was white, as if it was the bone of some supreme demon emperor. As Wuxian moved his mind, the bone sword suddenly tore through the moonlight.

The power of the Nascent Soul was like a vast river, flowing into the bone sword. The surrounding world seemed to rise up with millions of bones, and many beings of humans, monsters, beasts and demons rushed to kill Tianxu.

With one sword, the illusion of heaven and earth was created, and millions of bones were transformed, as if the whole world was turned into a hell of bones.

Even Tianxu couldn't help but narrow his eyes. He was the Taoist Master Fanxu, and Wuxian was only at the peak of the Nascent Soul. In addition to the inheritance of the Array Immortal, Tianxu Taoist thought that he could easily deal with Wuxian, but now he realized that he underestimated Wuxian.

The Saint of the Holy Demon Palace, who stood out from the millions of cultivators in the Holy Demon Palace, was indeed extraordinary.

Taoist Tianxu shouted coldly, and pressed his palm downwards. With a thought, a formation was formed. The formation was across the sky. As Taoist Tianxu moved, millions of magic swords emerged from the formation and bombarded the many bones.

The whole night seemed to be immersed in the roar, as if fireworks were brilliant, and the night was illuminated thoroughly.

Until the roar stopped, Wuxian stared, and so did Taoist Tianxu.

Both of them realized that the other party was difficult. One was the descendant of the formation fairy, and the other was the Saint of the Holy Demon Palace. Both of them crushed the same generation and the same realm in the world of cultivation. Now the attack was beyond the cultivators of the same realm by many times. Even if the Taoists fought, it would not be as terrifying as these two.

The earth was riddled with holes, and the ripples spread to tens of thousands of miles, the trees were broken, and the mountains were cracked.

Just when the two were about to fight, they suddenly turned their heads slightly at the same time.

A figure came from the direction of Yuyao Pass.

Holding a Buddhist salute, he came calmly.

Qin Xuan looked at the battlefield, which was almost beyond the aftermath of the battle between ordinary Taoists, as if he had not seen it.

He glanced at Taoist Tianxu calmly, "Tianxu, I have already reminded you that I must get this Hengyang Immortal Fruit!"

Before Tianxu spoke, Qin Xuan's eyes fell on Wuxian.

"Hand over the Hengyang Immortal Fruit to me, you can leave safely!"

"Otherwise..."

"Don't blame me for suppressing it with my palm!"

"Take the Hengyang Immortal Fruit again!"

The voice was calm, but it was like the true words of the Buddha, and it could not be questioned.