Rebirth of the Urban Madman

A mere official of the Yin Heaven, but he wants to stand proudly above countless powerful kings.

Just like a tiny grass at the foot of a mountain, he wants to stand proudly on the top of a mountain, stand at the peak, and bathe in the extreme cold.

The intention of the Upper You King is too obvious.

If Qin Xuan enters this seat, it will surely cause dissatisfaction among the kings present.

But if he does not enter, he will be ridiculed by the kings.

Whether he takes the seat or not, it is hated by the kings.

Bai Luo looked at Qin Xuan, he did not say much, this is just a test from the Upper You King.

Qin Xuan looked at it, his expression was the same as before.

He walked forward slowly, meeting the eyes of the kings.

In this underworld, he and the North Yin Emperor are almost the same, both are lonely people.

The underworld clans of the imperial city really obey the words of the North Yin Emperor! ?

The North Chen Emperor suddenly disappeared, and the underworld is vast, equivalent to the upper and outer worlds of the heavens.

The number of kings, creatures above the Yintian official, is even greater than that of those above the heavens.

How many people have plotted and envied the four words "Lord of the Netherworld".

These kings who have lived for a long time, do not enter the unknown land, but stay in the Netherworld. In front of them, the four words "Lord of the Netherworld" have too many temptations.

Bai Luo only obeyed the orders of the Northern Yin Emperor, but he would not obey absolutely.

It can be said that the entire Netherworld is now looking at the Northern Yin Emperor. If the Northern Yin Emperor does not come out, he Qin Changqing will stand up, and everyone's eyes will naturally be on Qin Xuan.

Seek welfare for him! ?

Qin Xuan raised his eyes and looked directly at the Upper Netherworld King, who was just a fellow traveler.

The old fox, the Northern Yin Emperor, was indeed good to him, but he, Qin Changqing, was still a piece in the Northern Yin Emperor's game.

How could an existence that has survived from the Immortal Age to the present day only have those superficial thoughts?

Finally, in the eyes of the kings, Qin Xuan walked on the first seat on the left hand.

Under one person, above all the kings.

But Qin Xuan only glanced at the seat indifferently.

Then, he slowly raised his foot and actually walked towards the throne of King Shangyou.

Without any sound, in an instant, eight dry hands appeared, and the eight hands were like locks, directly locking Qin Xuan's limbs and bones.

The eyes of the ghost were full of endless coldness, no longer as gentle as before.

She was warning that as long as Qin Xuan took another step forward, his body would be completely destroyed.

An existence that dared to cut off the arm of the Eternal Emperor could never be what Qin Xuan could contend with now.

Qin Xuan glanced at the ghost indifferently and said indifferently, "A mere servant dares to disrespect me!?"

His words sounded like a joke in the ears of the kings.

Even Bai Luo couldn't help shaking his head, thinking that Qin Xuan was too irrational.

Before he finished speaking, Qin Xuan looked at King Shangyou again, "King Shangyou, do you know your crime!?"

King Shangyou looked at Qin Xuan, his eyes seemed funny.

The ghost had already revealed his killing intent, and the eight arms seemed to be moving.

Endless aura had already approached Qin Xuan's body, even like immortal bones.

It can be seen that Qin Xuan's flesh, bones, and internal organs were all eroded by the dense death aura into lightning-like veins.

If he continued, Qin Xuan would only fall.

In the face of absolute power, arrogance seemed to be just a joke.

At this moment, King Shangyou finally laughed, and with this laugh, the eight arms dispersed and separated.

"How can you, a Yintian official, be qualified to ask this king for a crime?"

King Shangyou asked with a smile. He understood Qin Xuan's intention, but pretended to be confused.

Qin Xuan said calmly: "Young Master of the Netherworld, are these four words enough?"

"If not, then I, Qin Changqing, will return and report everything to my master!"

His words made many kings laugh in the entire banquet.

Shangyou Wang couldn't help but say: "Your master is in seclusion, not to mention, who thinks you are the young master of the Netherworld?"

"Little guy, put away your arrogant attitude. You are qualified to enter this banquet for the sake of your master. Otherwise, you, a small Yintian official, will be destroyed in front of me with a snap of a finger."

Qin Xuan looked at Shangyou Wang. Facing the ridicule of the kings and the contempt of Shangyou Wang, he just took a step forward.

"Everyone present can deny it, but you must!" Qin Xuan said calmly, "If you don't, why did you invite me here!?"

"Shangyou King, if I, Qin Changqing, were an ant that could be killed in a snap of a finger, then I would be here, waiting for you to kill me!"

He took another slow step forward and spoke faintly.

"Do you dare?"

As soon as the words came out, the banquet was completely silent.

The kings looked at Qin Xuan in surprise. They had never thought that Qin Xuan would dare to challenge Shangyou King.

As the lord of the Corpse Sea Ancient Forest, Shangyou King showed an extremely strong attitude as soon as he returned.

Even the kings present,Facing such a person who has been in the netherworld since the distant past and dominates one side, even the strong ones are extremely afraid.

In the eyes of the ghost, there is a murderous intent, endless breath, and death intent, which constantly attacks Qin Xuan at this moment.

Qin Xuan seems to be walking on the edge of life and death, and he will be buried by the endless death intent at any time.

Shangyou King also put away his smile.

Originally, he used the seat to make Qin Xuan in a dilemma, and offended the kings present, which would cause trouble for the Beiyin Emperor.

But now, it is he who is in a dilemma.

An ant, wipe it out!

If he wiped it out casually, how could he design this child.

The strength of the Beiyin Emperor is not weak, Shangyou King knows it very well, and he also understands the character of the Beiyin Emperor even better.

The meaning of that bad old man letting this child run rampant on his behalf is self-evident.

Especially, the fight between Huo Jiuyin and King Ye not long ago was not airtight in the Netherworld.

The life of an ant is not worth dying, but the person behind him has to make him think about it.

"Do you really think that this king will not kill you!?" Shangyou King smiled lightly.

"I will kill, but you must be prepared to bear the consequences." Qin Xuan responded in this death intention. Even, he could no longer see everything in front of him. He had to admit that the strength of the ghost was indeed terrifying.

It was enough to bury him before he even made a move.

Now he is in the realm of quantifiable calamity, which is enough to rank among the top in ancient and modern times.

"Just relying on him, Beiyin Emperor, a lord of the Netherworld who is in seclusion when the Netherworld is in chaos!?" Shangyou King laughed out loud, full of disdain,

"I'm still here, he's still in the Imperial Palace." Qin Xuan stopped Shangyou King's smile with the simplest two words.

Qin Xuan suddenly took a step forward, and this step made the ghosts and all the creatures present change color again.

"Either live or die, Shangyou King!"

"It's your turn to choose the path!"

After the words fell, even the kings put away their contempt.

This sentence seemed to be about Qin Xuan's own life and death, but every word seemed to be a threat to Shangyou King, a warning, and even a coercion.

This boy is not strong, but his words and schemes are amazing.

This is the second time that Bai Luo looks at Qin Xuan with a different look.

Sacrifice your life and forget your own, use others' situation to create your own situation.

It sounds simple, but everyone knows how difficult it is to do.

Especially, he, Qin Changqing, is facing Shangyou King.

Shangyou King stared at Qin Xuan, and suddenly, with a wave of his hand, all the death intentions disappeared.

"Then why are you on the stage?"

"Could it be that you want to sit with me!?"

Speaking of this, the Upper You King said with a smile: "You, Ming, Young Master!"