Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Time flows quietly like water.

The name of the Green Emperor spreads across the world, causing a great stir in the world. However, even if it is a big news, it has nothing to do with him. It will eventually pass away like the wind, settling in time without any more waves.

Kyoto, Huguo Mansion.

"Is there still no news about Qin Changqing?" Black and White Heavenly Lord Xu Ming and Ning Ziyang sat together, filled with sandalwood, concentrating their minds.

"No!" Ning Ziyang shook his head and sighed, "He first came to Jingshui after returning from the new ship, and then disappeared. There was no information on the transportation, and even his parents didn't know where he went. Shen Xinxiu had gone to the Mo family to ask several times, but was evaded by the Mo family with the news that he was traveling abroad."

Xu Ming couldn't help but smile bitterly, looking at Ning Ziyang, "This Chinese Green Emperor is really hard to worry about!"

He looked out the window, and unconsciously the autumn wind was bleak. The curling green smoke blowing in the cool wind swayed, but with a hint of chill.

"The Church of Light still seems to have no action. Could it be that they have given up revenge on Qin Changqing?" Xu Ming's face was a little solemn. The Church of Light, this overseas behemoth, has put a lot of pressure on him recently.

Even with the Chinese military, the Church of Light still dared not rush into China, but this calmness like still water made people more uneasy. I don't know what the Church of Light is brewing behind this superficial calm.

"No news. Except for the newly promoted Knights of the Round Table, the Church of Light remains the same as always." Ning Ziyang said, "However, there is a force that is ready to move recently. The Star Emperor has sent a message to alert us."

"Are you talking about the God Slayer?" Xu Ming's face darkened slightly, and he was quite afraid of the three words "God Slayer".

Ning Ziyang nodded solemnly. There is the Olympus List in the world, and there is even the title of the List of Gods in China. The God Slayer is not a person, but an extremely secretive assassination organization in the world. Even China, and even big forces like the Church of Light and the Blood Monks are very afraid of the God Slayer.

An organization dedicated to killing the powerful gods on the Olympus List, no one knows how many people exist in this organization. What can be known to the world is that in the past hundred years, no less than twenty Olympus List powerhouses have died at the hands of the God Slayer.

Among them, there are even world-destroying existences.

"Could it be that the Church of Light spent money to let the God Slayer kill Qin Changqing?" Xu Ming's face was shocked, and he slammed the table and stood up, "No wonder the Church of Light is so calm, these guys..."

He felt heavy in his heart. If it was really the God Slayer who took action, then no matter how strong Qin Changqing was, he would probably be in a desperate situation.

"Don't worry!" Ning Ziyang signaled Xu Ming to stay calm, "In China, even the Protectorate Palace can't find the shadow of the Green Emperor, let alone the God Slayer who has been entrenched overseas?"

Speaking of this, Ning Ziyang paused slightly.

"However, we must find him as soon as possible. If the God Slayer finds him, it will probably be a big battle." Ning Ziyang's eyes flashed, "If the Green Emperor can enter the Protectorate Palace, the pressure on him will be much less than that on the three innate and star emperors."

Xu Ming nodded solemnly. The reason they were so worried was to win over the Green Emperor to join the Protectorate Palace.

In today's China, even a master is a rare backbone force. If the newly deified Qing Emperor dies, China may suffer another blow.

"It's a pity that this Qing Emperor has never had any idea about the Huguo Mansion." Xu Ming smiled bitterly.

Ning Ziyang shook his head slightly, but with a smile.

"No, that's exactly the case, so I value him!"

"If he doesn't have the word country in his heart, the war in Liaobian and the disaster in Haiqing, he can just live in Linhai, why go thousands of miles away?"

Ning Ziyang's words made Xu Ming slightly startled, and there was a sense of sudden realization, and there was a little more approval in his eyes.

Although they didn't understand why this Qing Emperor didn't join the Huguo Mansion, but only took a dispensable guest title, but this was more in line with their understanding of the Qing Emperor.

Unpredictable!

Whether it was behavior, inheritance, or even words, they couldn't figure it out.

It seemed that the other party was not like anyone in this world, difficult to guess and immeasurable.

The two looked at each other, and the words of the former palace master emerged in their minds.

"This person should not be in this world!"

Boom!

The thunderclouds rolled like a raging sea, and the thunder was like a world-destroying scene.

It seemed that the scene of the wrath of heaven to destroy all living beings was spreading in a city in the south of China, but the pedestrians around had long been accustomed to it, and they didn't even look at the surrounding high-rise buildings, and the spectacle of countless thunders hitting the lightning rods.

The rain was pouring, and the thunder was like a prison.

This city in ChinaIt has a great reputation, but it has never been a tourist destination.

Thunder City!

A city covered by thunder all year round. The residents living in this city are the fewest among the countless cities in China. Most of them are old and young, and the young and strong are all out.

On the highest mountain in this Thunder City, known as Leijiao Mountain, there are dense thunder lights.

There are few people here all year round, but the thunder tracks continue year after year.

There are even no plants on this mountain, only the bare upper half of the mountain and the Leijiao stone that has been charred as black as ink.

When the thunder fell, the top of the mountain was filled with thunder lights, as if there was a thunder dragon that could control thunder and make waves.

It is hard for the world to imagine that there would be a human figure under this terrifying thunder that is as powerful as destroying the world.

At the top of this mountain, on the highest Leijiao stone at the top, there is a figure bathing in thunder lights, like an old monk in meditation.

Thunder descended, and wisps of lightning continuously struck his body, as if he was a lightning rod, enough to attract thousands of thunders.

If it were an ordinary person, even the powerful man known as the Thunder God on the Olympus list would probably retreat in the face of such a thunder.

This person was none other than Qin Xuan.

He was bathed in the light of thunder. If you look closely, you will find that all the thunders fell on the surface of his body as if it was a rainstorm falling on a rock, sliding over it, pouring down, and finally falling into his hands.

This seemed to be the peerless magical power in the Chinese mythology, which was immune to all thunders.

And the thunder power containing the breath of destruction flowed into Qin Xuan's hands, but it was like a raging fire burning a stone. Even though the thunder was terrible, it was not enough to hurt his hands in the slightest.

Instead, his hands were like treasures, with skin and flesh like crystal. You could clearly see every blood vessel, every inch of flesh and blood in his palms, and even the flow of blood could be seen clearly.

The most eye-catching thing is the deep purple tendons on the hands, each of which is like a purple dragon, and every inch is like a thunderbolt, exuding a terrifying aura.

No one knows how long Qin Xuan has been on the top of the Thunder City. Only occasionally in the curses of the people of Thunder City did he know that the thunder in Thunder City had been going on for months without stopping. Even in their usual impression, this was an incredible thing.

After a few days, the people of Thunder City finally discovered that the thunder that had lasted for months seemed to have stopped.

The thunderclouds dissipated, revealing a clear sky and shining sun. I don’t know how many people cheered and even held a banquet according to tradition.

Amid the singing and dancing, outside the Thunder City, on a G55 car, several pairs of eyes opened and closed.

"The thunder has stopped!" A steady voice sounded, but it was not the Chinese language.

"Mission target confirmed, Leijiao Mountain!"

The words were calm, but seemed to hide murderous intent, and the pair of dark red pupils seemed like Shura in hell.

Silently, the G55 was empty and parked at the edge of Leicheng.