Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Tong Yuxian, the longest-lived emperor in this era.

From the beginning of the era until now, she has reincarnated again and again, looking for people in this world.

No one knows who she is looking for, but every period of time has its own appearance.

The emperor of the fairy world, the saint, the supreme master of the cultivation world...

Qin Xuan's eyes were leisurely. She was able to reincarnate as the daughter of the emperor. She caused such a strange phenomenon in the fairy world when she was born. Moreover, she happened to have a causal relationship with him after he ascended to the fairyland.

He smiled gently and looked at Tong Yuxian, "Perhaps, you should not enter the immortal land!"

Tong Yuxian shook her head slightly, "I have searched one place after another in the cultivation world, perhaps, that person is in the immortal land in this life!"

"The catastrophe is still more than 700 years away, you said it, I will come to see it!"

"Wushang is helpless, but I am different!"

Tong Yuxian looked at Qin Xuan quietly, and transmitted the voice: "Perhaps, I don't know what you showed Xu Wushang, and which emperor you are in which life, can you shake my emperor's soldiers with a mere emperor's thoughts."

"I have lived too long, perhaps, the last person is not destined to be with me!"

Tong Yuxian suddenly smiled, she looked at Qin Xuan, "Aren't you curious, who were you in your previous life?"

She looked at Qin Xuan with a dim gaze. The first time she saw Qin Xuan, she couldn't find out Qin Xuan's previous and present lives, it was a mess.

She had searched the immortal world and the mortal world, but still failed to find the last person.

But Qin Xuan gave her a glimmer of hope.

If you can't see through it, maybe it's possible.

Qin Xuan shook his head slightly, "No, if you put the hope of the last person on me, I'm afraid you are wrong!"

His eyes were calm. In his previous life, he had fought with Tong Yuxian in the world of cultivation. In his previous life, his fate was not chaotic and not controlled by heaven.

If he was really the last reincarnation that Tong Yuxian was looking for, I'm afraid Tong Yuxian would have discovered it in his previous life.

Tong Yuxian looked at Qin Xuan quietly and sighed softly.

"Where is that person!"

Tong Yuxian shook her head slightly, looking at the golden clouds and many geniuses.

But how could so many geniuses catch her eye.

Like Qin Xuan, they once stood at the top of this world and overlooked the five domains.

Some geniuses, whether in the ancient times or in the present, how many people can be in their words.

The singing and dancing gradually subsided, and the music gradually dissipated.

Some people looked at Qin Xuan and Tong Yuxian. They had noticed that Qin Xuan and Tong Yuxian were talking.

Of course, they had never heard the sound transmission between the two, but some people felt that Qin Xuan and Tong Yuxian had a great cause and effect.

"Who is this person? Why have I never seen him before!?"

"This person can talk to the emperor's daughter, I'm afraid he is also a descendant of the emperor, and his position is above us, he should be the first, his identity... I'm afraid he is unexpectedly noble."

"White clothes and gray hair, when did the Northern Territory have such a prodigy?"

Many people looked at Qin Xuan with frowns.

Some people looked at Qin Xuan, but they couldn't calm down for a long time.

Such as Ji Xuantian who was ranked in the middle under the 133 golden clouds.

And some of the prodigies of the Great Wilderness State above the 30,000 golden clouds.

They had seen Qin Xuan arrogantly overlooking the Holy Tower of All Realms, so they naturally recognized who Qin Xuan was.

...

Behind this world, in the imperial palace.

A figure sat high on the highest seat, beside him, the Demon Heavenly Emperor, and another old emperor, on both sides.

Around him, saints sat one by one.

"Emperor, is what you said true?"

A saint spoke, with a holy aura hidden in his body, but there was a hint of shock in his voice.

The previous discussion was tantamount to the saint shocking the emperor.

The Emperor Tianlun was shrouded in the supreme divine power, and ordinary people would be blinded when they saw it.

Only saints, or some top Hunyuan Immortal Venerables, could directly see and resist this emperor aura.

"Is the sound of heaven so false?"

Every word of the Emperor Tianlun was as heavy as a mountain, causing the saint's holy aura to be disordered, as if he had received some warning.

On the side, the Demon Heavenly Emperor, who was in the purple mist, spoke slowly.

"Let's settle this matter!"

"The saints of the Northern Territory, the half-emperors, have understood everything!"

"After that, it will be those little guys who will fight for this world!"

He looked at the Tianlun Emperor calmly.

"Tianlun, you are old, and you can be considered to have a daughter in old age. After the emperor, you still care about your offspring!"

"Aren't you afraid that your daughter is the reincarnation of a corpse under your feet?"

The Demon Emperor had a hint of ridicule, and the purple mist rolled.

The Tianlun Emperor was not angry, but laughed: "Motian, dare one of those corpses reincarnate into my bloodline!?"

"But Tongyu..."

He laughed, but said no more.

The Demon Emperor seemed a little confused, but he didn't ask more.

After all, she is his own daughter, and there are many saints here.

"Little guys, I'm afraid you can't bear it."You can't live any longer!"

"Tianlun, you want to use this to pave the way for your daughter, aren't you afraid of hurting your beloved daughter?"

The voice of Cangxiu slowly rose, and in a gray mist, the third emperor of the Northern Territory spoke.

This emperor is also the oldest emperor in the Northern Territory, with a life span of more than 900,000 years.

The life span of an emperor is one million years, more than one million years. If he can survive, his strength will be limited.

"Lose! ?"

Emperor Tianlun chuckled and said no more. In front of the three emperors, in the eyes of many saints, the void changed, reflecting the scene of the banquet.

At this moment, the singing and dancing had stopped, and the music had quieted down.

More than 30,000 Tianjiao, almost gathered here.

A figure has walked out of the golden cloud.

"It seems that some of the little guys in the ancient times can't help it!"

Emperor Motian said lightly, "Well, they have been too active in the past sixty years."

"Lose some! "

"It should be so!"

The three emperors spoke one after another, watching the saints, but they didn't even dare to speak.

This is the power of the emperor. It is often said in the fairy world that everyone below the saints is an ant.

But in the eyes of the emperors, the saints are no different?

...

At this moment, someone has slowly walked out of the grand event.

"Princess, on such a birthday, singing and dancing are good, but it lacks some fun!"

"In the fairy world, the strong have always been respected. Everyone present is a genius. Why don't we have a duel? "

This person is a former ancient genius, with a sharp look in his eyes, which swept past some people of the present.

There are too many geniuses gathered here, all of whom are the pride of the Northern Territory.

The former ancient creatures walked out of the forbidden land sixty years ago, and experienced hundreds and thousands of battles in search of geniuses, but even if they are famous, they are only famous in one area.

Such a grand event, although it is the birthday of the emperor's daughter, but in their eyes, what is the birthday of the emperor's daughter?

What they care about is the future, the sainthood in this life, their own path, and the invincible path.

Many people around agreed, and some people of the present also sneered.

"Princess, I think what this person said is right!"

"Everyone here is a genius, why not compete!"

"Otherwise, I am afraid that the former ancients will think that I am unmatched in the world! "

One hundred and thirty-three golden clouds hung high above, and a man slowly stood up. It was the son of the Demon Emperor, Zhao Rusheng.

Tong Yuxian smiled gently, and she took a sip of the immortal wine slowly.

With moist red lips, she uttered a word slowly.

"Accurate!"