Rebirth of the Urban Madman

At this moment, Chongyao was laughing.

He looked at He Yun, his eyes filled with ridicule, anger, resentment, and a hint of contempt.

"Qingwu Saint, I don't need you to comment on my ability!"

"Why? Why is the face of Qingwu Saint, who was so popular on this Immortal Emperor Mountain, so embarrassed!?"

"They are just saints outside the Qingdi Palace. You are my friends, or? In the eyes of you, Qingwu Saint, there is no room for saints outside the Qingdi Palace?"

He exaggerated and laughed out loud.

He Yun's face was cold, and the terrifying evil spirits in the bodies of the big and small Jin'er condensed into clouds.

"Tsk tsk, the two saints, Tian Gu and Di Gu, are innate evil creatures, so scary!"

Chongyao, the half emperor, mocked more and more, and then, the smile on his face turned slightly cold, "But, after all, they are just saints!"

Boom!

Chongyao half emperor stepped on the ground. He was originally a genius. He had entered the first level of sainthood and killed the saint of the third level of sainthood in ancient times. Now he has received the will of heaven and entered the half emperor. He is even more terrifying and cannot be compared with ordinary half emperors.

This is also the reason why He Yun and others regard him as a threat. If he is really an ordinary half emperor, let alone others, there are still many people in the Qingdi Palace who can defeat the half emperor.

The rolling devil energy is like a dragon, and it breaks the bloody evil cloud of Xiao Jin'er.

Xiao Jin'er changes into a Gu head, and the piercing sound resounds through the world.

However, the rolling devil energy still did not retreat, and fell on Xiao Jin'er.

Boom!

The entire Immortal Emperor Mountain was shaking, and then Xiao Jin'er took three steps back before tearing the devil energy apart.

"Xiao Jin'er!" Just when Xiao Jin'er turned into a bone body, Douzhan slowly took a step forward.

"You are not his opponent, don't act recklessly!" Douzhan stared at Chongyao Bandi, and with a hum, the Bandi golden stick in his hand fell into his hand.

"Chongyao, turn back!"

"Turn back? Douzhan, I am a demon, how can I talk about turning back!?" Chongyao suddenly said, "Today, I want to see who can stop me with you!"

"In the past, I had to watch the revenge of my son's murder and couldn't avenge it!"

"Today, I will let you see with your own eyes how weak I am. A mere saint dares to stop me!?"

After Chongyao finished speaking, he took action directly, took a step, and the magic light flashed.

Above the Immortal Emperor Mountain, there were thousands of demon shadows. Douzhan's eyes were like torches, and the golden stick in his hand turned into a sky full of stick shadows.

Boom boom boom...

One after another, the stick shadows broke the demon shadows, but the next moment, Douzhan's face changed.

From behind him, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

On Douzhan's chest, a purple palm print appeared, and the palm print was still spreading in all directions.

"Amitabha!"

Boom!

The golden stick fell suddenly, smashing directly at Chongyao's back.

Chongyao had never thought that Douzhan would attack despite his injury after being hit by his full-strength palm.

In an instant, the stick smashed his half-emperor immortal essence and was about to fall on his head.

Boom!

A long spear turned into an umbrella, supporting Chongyao's head. Under the stick, Chongyao took a step forward.

Before Chongyao could come to his senses, another golden stick fell.

Douzhan's chest was stained with blood, and every drop of blood seemed to be eroded by the demonic energy lock. From his chest, the power of the palm spread to his holy body.

Even so, Douzhan still blasted out 81 sticks, pushing Chongyao back a full 102 feet.

When the last stick fell, Douzhan suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of purple devil blood, and his face was listless.

"As expected of the Buddha Saint Douzhan!" Chongyao's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He could achieve such a level at the third level of the Sainthood. If he was also a half-emperor, he would definitely be a strong enemy.

His hands were numb. The saint's body could achieve this level, which was enough to prove Douzhan's strength.

From his palm, a trace of devil bone emerged. This bone was the emperor bone, which he had sacrificed and refined into a half-emperor weapon. After a long period of flesh and blood, the devil energy was nurtured.

Boom!

The devil bone was like a rainbow, and it hit Douzhan, who looked listless.

At the moment Douzhan stopped, He Yun and others were ready to move, but even so, everyone still didn't react.

Just when Douzhan was about to have his head smashed by the devil bone, a figure appeared in front of Douzhan.

The bracelet trembled slightly, and a crisp sound rang out.

A woman, holding the demon bone in her hand, the surrounding space exploded, and in the green and purple light, it was annihilated into nothingness.

"Sister Shengyuan!"

"Fang Shengyuan!"

He Yun and others stood alone in the air, looking at the woman, slowly exhaling.

At this moment, Fang Shengyuan was wearing a colorful dress, with silver hair hanging down, and the emerald green bracelet in her hand exuded amazing brilliance.

"Fang Shengyuan!" Chongyao's pupils condensed, "You have entered the semi-emperor!?"

"What? Are you surprised? "Fang Shengyuan said slowly, "You are at the first level of becoming a saint, and I am already at the third level. You have become a half-emperor, so why can't I become one?"

"Hmm! ?"

The pair of eyes looked at Chongyao, as if covered with frost, "Ants of this era! "

As soon as the voice fell, Fang Shengyuan's palm shook violently, and the demon bone was repelled. Then, he stepped on the ground, and in the dance of the Seven Spirits Wonderful Immortal Emperor's robe, he appeared in front of Chongyao like a colorful cloud.

On his palm, the vast power of the half emperor condensed, and in the palm, a vast ancient text appeared.

The supernatural power of the ancient emperor, the heart-piercing emperor palm!

As soon as the palm fell, even Chongyao had never thought that Fang Shengyuan's strength would be so amazing.

Boom!

In an instant, Chongyao retreated hundreds of feet and fell in front of the five-domain saint.

On his chest, a bloody hole was hideous and terrifying, and the heart inside was annihilated into nothingness.

Chongyao's mouth was bleeding, and he looked at Fang Shengyuan with shock and anger in his eyes.

"Ant, you are too ignorant!"

"Before the Taishi Futian comes out, you think you dare to do whatever you want here! ? "

Fang Shengyuan raised his eyes slightly and looked at the people from the four imperial palaces, "And you, balance! ? "

"If everything in this world can be balanced, who will resist the catastrophe that breaks this balance? Just you guys! ? "

After the voice fell, except for the nameless palace master, the other three palace masters all looked slightly cold.

At this moment, from the Immortal Emperor Mountain, a vast voice emerged.

"Fang Shengyuan, you are too presumptuous! On the Immortal Emperor Mountain, you dare to take action and hurt the Immortal Venerable! ? "

"What do you regard the Qingdi Palace rules as! ? "

In the distance, there was a rolling demonic energy, and a huge demon boat fell from the sky and landed behind Chong Yao.

The Demon Court, the master of the fourth demon cave, the ultimate saint.

The saint, the underworld!