Rebirth of the Urban Madman

The gray fog exploded at this moment.

In an instant, Qin Xuan was already close to the Holy Son of Quanming.

"A mere Golden Immortal dares to speak so arrogantly in front of me!?"

There was a faint burning anger in the cold eyes of the Holy Son of Quanming. In an instant, his body was shaken, and a vast gate appeared in front of him.

This huge gate was three feet high, like a mountain, blocking the way.

Holy weapon, Jiuqu Zhenquan Gate!

This is the holy weapon of the Holy Son of Quanming, left to his beloved son, hoping to help him become a saint.

Qin Xuan slashed out with the spiritless holy sword in his hand, and in the bang, a faint mark was left under the Jiuqu Zhenquan Gate.

"Holy weapon!?"

Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, he raised his sword, and saw that the Jiuqu Zhenquan Gate opened with a bang, and from it, a rolling yellow spring gushed out, like a tsunami, surging towards Qin Xuan.

The gate opened too quickly. Even though Qin Xuan had expected it, he was still drawn into the Yellow Spring Water.

"Golden Immortal, this gate suppresses the Yellow Spring Water. It has collected several handfuls of Yellow Spring. Every drop can be used to fall into the Primordial Chaos. You are just a Golden Immortal, but you dare to attack me. You are too ignorant of life and death!"

The Holy Son of Quanming stepped on the gate and landed on it. Looking at Qin Xuan who was submerged in the Yellow Spring Water, his face showed undisguised contempt and disdain.

At this moment, a vast sword light cut off the Yellow Spring Water and came out of it.

"It's just a few handfuls of Yellow Spring Water. If it's really so vast, it might be a little troublesome!"

Qin Xuan stood with his wings shaking. He held the Spiritless Holy Sword in his hand. He looked at the Holy Son of Quanming who was on the Nine-bend Gate of Zhenquan with a stagnant expression.

"It's just the fourth realm of Hunyuan. What's the matter with the invincible ones in the ancient times? Just an ant!"

Qin Xuan's voice was indifferent. The next moment, his sword came out, and a sword light was crisscrossing the world.

The power of the surrounding heaven and earth was even more crazy about the spiritless holy sword.

Quan Ming Shengzi was shocked and a little unbelievable. A Daluo Eight-turn Golden Immortal could actually escape from the Yellow Spring Sky Water.

Immediately, he condensed his hand, and saw that in the Yellow Spring Sky Water, a stream of Yellow Spring Sky Water condensed, like a dragon, sweeping towards Qin Xuan.

Boom boom boom...

A stream of Yellow Spring Sky Water turned into water mist all over the sky, and Qin Xuan's sword was unstoppable, killing the Quan Ming Shengzi.

"This sword is not bad!"

Quan Ming Shengzi sneered, "But with your Golden Immortal power, how much can you play?"

Immediately, his feet moved, and the three-meter-high Jiuqu Zhenquan Gate rose up, blocking the sword light again.

The sword light shattered, leaving no trace on the Jiuqu Zhenquan Gate.

While the gate was wide open, the hands of the Holy Son of Quanming had already condensed into a seal, and behind him, there was a huge gate like a mountain across the sky.

This was not a holy weapon, but a magical power.

The method of the Holy Son of Quanming, the Quanming Luotian Gate!

Boom!

When this gate came out, it pressed towards Qin Xuan. Its terrifying power made the mountains under his feet faintly crack, as if everything under this gate turned into nothingness, even the holy dead air was shaken away.

Qin Xuan looked at it, and the Spiritless Holy Sword in his hand moved again, and the sword of Zhan Hunyuan rose again.

The sword light collided with the Quanming Luotian Gate, boom! The whole mountain was shattered, and cracks spread in all directions. There were also some semi-holy creatures, which were holy corpses that were startled and rushed here. There were also roars around the world.

Qin Xuan and the Holy Son of Quanming both felt it, and they seemed to have understood that they had to fight quickly. Otherwise, when those holy corpses and semi-holy creatures came, no matter who won or lost, they would have to flee in a panic, or even perish in the Nine-Layered Mountain of Fallen Saints.

The vast sword light collided with the magical power, competing with each other, as if they were evenly matched.

After all, he was an ancient invincible person in the fourth realm of Hunyuan. In the present world, even a semi-holy person is not as good as him. Even a saint would find it difficult to suppress him.

There was a touch of shock in the eyes of the Holy Son of Quanming, as if he was shocked that Qin Xuan could actually compete with the holy method he used.

"Who are you? I should know all the people who can be my enemy in the ancient times of the Southern Region!"

"You are a Daluo Eighth Turn, and you can compete with me. You are definitely not an unknown person!"

The Holy Son of Quanming shook his palm, and saw that the three-meter-long holy weapon, the Nine-Curved Gate of Zhenquan, was reduced to the size of a palm, and then rushed towards Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan looked at it, and his wrist shook, and the spiritless holy sword also shot out, facing the holy weapon.

The collision of the two holy weapons was almost like the collapse of the sky and the cracks on the mountains were like dragons, spreading in all directions.

Behind Qin Xuan, the Five Elements Mysterious Wings shook, and he rushed directly to the Holy Son of Quanming.

The Holy Son of Quanming was not weak at all. He was in the fourth realm of Hunyuan and was called invincible. His strength was honed in the life-and-death battles in his era.

There was a terrifying dark intent in his eyes, and he was surrounded by the gray mist formed by the holy death energy.Then they gathered towards him.

"Golden Immortal, no matter how evil you are, you can't beat me here!"

"This Saint is the descendant of the Saint of the Underworld. The Saintly Death Qi here is like a help to me."

The Saint of Quanming roared, and the Saintly Death Qi rolled into his body. It seemed that a thick layer of armor was covering his body. The armor was gray and black, and the wisps of terrifying death almost annihilated everything.

If it were in the outside world, if the Saint of Quanming stood in the place where the grass and flowers bloomed, all things would wither and be eroded by the death qi.

Qin Xuan's hand shook, and the Sky-Breaking Immortal Hand collided with the fists of the Saint of Quanming.

The two of them were like real dragons in the sky, and the terrifying ripples were like knives, tearing in all directions.

Until the two retreated, the Saint of Quanming was full of doubts at this moment.

Above, Qin Xuan slashed with the Hunyuan sword, and the Quanming Luotian Gate was completely shattered.

There were more terrifying auras approaching from all around, and the Holy Son of Quanming immediately stopped holding back, and the Mingyuan in his body condensed in his palm, including the death armor on his body.

"Die!"

A huge door appeared in the hands of the Holy Son of Quanming again, the same as the previous Quanming Luotian Gate, but its power was several times more terrifying. This attack was actually comparable to the power of a saint.

Before it got close, cracks appeared faintly in the surrounding space.

Qin Xuan looked at this terrifying magical power, his eyes were as indifferent as before, indifferent to the extreme, without joy or sadness.

"Quanming Luotian Gate is nothing but a magical power created by the Saint Quanming after he observed the magical power of the Jiuyou Family!"

Qin Xuan looked at the terrifying giant gate indifferently and said coldly: "When I killed your father, Saint Quanming, your father was still proud of it. Who knows that it is ridiculous to learn without mastering the art!"

Qin Xuan's hands were condensing the seal. At this moment, the eight thousand feet of immortal essence in his body almost turned into the power of the underworld.

Not only that, the gray mist of almost a thousand feet around him gathered crazily into Qin Xuan's palm.

In his palm, a purple-black door appeared. This door was only the size of a palm, but it had nine layers.

Each layer represented a kind of underworld meaning.