Rebirth of the Urban Madman

In the Longchishan Villa District, a luxury car stopped in front of the Qiankun Villa.

Yuan Jinhong walked down slowly from above, his eyes locked on the Qian Villa, and walked up to press the doorbell.

After a few minutes, there was no response, which made Yuan Jinhong frown.

"Retreat but not come out?"

Yuan Jinhong sneered, thinking that the other party was afraid of him coming, "I want to see how long you can hide!"

He was about to pinch the magic formula with both hands, but suddenly his expression changed, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the Kun Villa.

In front of the Kun Villa, a foreign beauty opened the door and looked at him curiously.

"Are you looking for the owner of the Qian Villa?" Mu Xi's Chinese language was not awkward, but there was still a weird tone.

Yuan Jinhong nodded slightly and said, "Do you know him?"

"No!" Mu Xi shook her head directly, but she kindly reminded: "But the owner of the Qianzi Villa seems to be walking towards the top of the mountain. Maybe you can find him there!"

"Top of the mountain?"

Yuan Jinhong's face suddenly changed, his eyes were sharp and wanton, and even scared Mu Xi.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of the top of the mountain, and his heart was filled with anger.

"Sure enough, this person has bad intentions and is planning to take the Longchi Spiritual Vein!" A surge of anger rose in his heart. Others didn't know, but he knew what Longchi Mountain was hiding. In fact, he knew more than the Huguo Mansion.

"But Ma Yuan should be guarding the top of the mountain. This person can't mess up this demon-suppressing and evil-suppressing formation!" Yuan Jinhong walked quickly and strode towards the top of the mountain.

Mu Xi looked at Yuan Jinhong in astonishment. In his eyes, the old man who was originally in a state of depression suddenly became full of energy. Even a young man could not walk as fast as him.

"Huaxia is really a magical country!" Mu Xi exclaimed.

Yuan Jinhong quickly entered the top of the mountain. There was a gleam of brilliance in his eyes, but what made him uneasy was that Ma Yuan never appeared.

What did this old guy do?

Yuan Jinhong was furious. Longchi Mountain was of great importance. If someone really destroyed the formation in Longchi Mountain and 200,000 resentful souls came out, it would be a great sin.

Suddenly, the mountain shook and the whole Longchi Mountain was like an earthquake.

Yuan Jinhong was stunned. Then, he felt that the surroundings became cold in an instant. The biting cold even made him shiver.

Yuan Jinhong's face was dazed. He looked at the evil spirit that ordinary people could not see. He pinched the spiritual formula with his hands and shouted, "Open your eyes!"

Instantly, his pupils reflected a scene that ordinary people could not see.

The evil spirit as thick as blood almost enveloped the entire top of Longchi Mountain, but this evil spirit was only on one side of Longchi Mountain.

"Someone dared to destroy the righteous spirit tablet!" Yuan Jinhong's eyes were bloodshot. He stepped on the ground and rushed to the top of the mountain like the wind. The speed was so fast that even ordinary masters could only be dumbfounded.

At the top of Longchi Mountain, Qin Xuan cut a spiritual tablet and walked to the next one facing the evil spirit that reached the sky.

He cut all the eight spiritual tablets cleanly, and then he smiled.

Looking at the evil spirit that reached the sky of the entire Longchi Mountain and the spirits that kept rushing out of the mountain, the corner of his mouth raised.

"After seven hundred years of suppression and mutual devouring, I'm afraid that only some of the 200,000 resentful souls are left with some powerful ones." Qin Xuan smiled, and just in front of him, there was such a soul.

This was a resentful soul wearing Ming Dynasty armor, with a murderous look on his face, and a height of three meters.

The murderous aura revealed by the resentful soul was almost terrifying to the extreme. Even the Grandmaster was vulnerable to this resentful soul, and even the innate dared not say that he was the opponent of this resentful soul.

After seven hundred years of suppression, the resentful aura was almost condensed to the extreme, and even the top spiritual veins helped. Although the Longchi spiritual vein suppressed, these resentful souls have been in the spiritual vein for seven hundred years, and I don't know how much murderous aura they have swallowed during this period.

This resentful soul in front of me... should not be called a resentful soul, it is more appropriate to say that it is a soul.

This soul has almost the strength of a high-grade Qi training, especially in this place of murderous aura, the soul is even more powerful.

"How dare you!"

Suddenly, a roar of anger was heard, and Yuan Jinhong finally found Qin Xuan's trace.

He was furious, "You bastard, do you know what you did?"

Yuan Jinhong was almost fainted with anger. His lineage was the lineage of the master who laid the Demon Subduing Array seven hundred years ago. He was the fourteenth generation descendant of that master, and he had been guarding Longchi Mountain and fulfilling his mission.

Now, the Longchi Mountain guarded by his ancestors and the Demon Subduing Array he guarded were actually broken by someone.

After seven hundred years of guarding,This moment was ruined in an instant.

Especially when he looked at the terrifying aura of the general's soul, he wished that he could tear the culprit who destroyed the formation into pieces.

But at this moment, Yuan Jinhong knew that his primary problem was not the idiot who destroyed the formation, but the evil ghost.

The general's soul looked at Qin Xuan and Yuan Jinhong coldly. It smiled quietly, but it looked extremely hideous and terrifying. "This formation has imprisoned this general for seven hundred years. I have to thank you!"

"As a thank you, after I kill you, I will merge your soul with this general, and then conquer the world!" The general's soul laughed and took a step forward.

With this step, the whole earth was shaking.

"Go!"

At this moment, a long shout sounded, and Yuan Jinhong took action.

He pinched the spiritual formula in his hand, controlling the surrounding green grass like a sword, and the green grass on the ground rushed towards the general's soul like rain.

The grass fell, but the general's soul sneered.

"What's the point of a little magic? Even if it was the old Taoist priest Haoran from seven hundred years ago, I would not take it seriously now, let alone your insignificant magic?"

The general's soul suddenly looked at Yuan Jinhong, and his body shook. The scarlet blood-killing aura was like a raging sea, and the sword-like grass fell to the ground.

"The disciples of the old Taoist priest Haoran? I will take you first to avenge the hatred of the seven hundred years of oppression!" The general shouted angrily, and he stretched his hand forward. In an instant, the extremely thick resentful aura around him turned into a ring-headed big knife. It didn't move, and it slashed.

A blood-red blade light instantly split the earth and rushed straight to Yuan Jinhong.

Yuan Jinhong's face became extremely solemn. He held the seal with both hands and changed it many times. Finally, he suddenly shouted: "Stars subdue demons!"

He roared, and the spiritual power in his body poured out. In an instant, a star appeared behind him, and then the second one... a full four stars surrounded him, and each star was filled with a sense of righteousness.

"Cut!"

"This technique was used by Taoist Haoran seven hundred years ago. You are worse than him, and you want to stop me!"

The general's soul laughed and slashed out again. This time the blade was faster and more fierce. In an instant, it merged into the previous blade.

Boom!

The blade was like a dragon, and it shattered everything in an instant.

The four stars that Yuan Jinhong used were destroyed by the blade in an instant, and the whole person spurted blood and flew out.

The whole world seemed to be silent. Yuan Jinhong looked at the general's soul. At this moment, he finally understood why the master had said in his inheritance that if the formation was broken, he must not fight it.

The strength of this wronged soul was too terrifying. Now with his great cultivation of magic, he was not a match for him at all.

Yuan Jinhong trembled. Suddenly, another figure appeared, a foot tall... Then, the sound of a horse neighing sounded, and a soul riding a black horse with scarlet eyes appeared again.

One, two, three... A total of twelve souls appeared, each of which exuded the same evil spirit as before, and even faintly stronger.

Yuan Jinhong's legs suddenly collapsed, as if he had lost his parents, and he murmured in despair: "It's over! This time, it's completely over!"

He was not even a match for one wronged soul, let alone all twelve?

Now, let alone him, even if all the Taoist masters of China were here, they might not be a match for these twelve evil ghosts!