Rebirth of the Urban Madman

With such a roar, the great cultivators of Tongbao Pavilion, Tianyun Sect and other sects were already shocked.

"Changqing, he really dared to enter the fourth floor!"

"Is he crazy? This is courting death!"

"Too arrogant, there are more than a hundred great cultivators of the Desolate Treasure Pavilion and Huanyun Sect?"

The shocking voices rang like thunder in the hearts of the great cultivators of the two sects, and even Liuzhi and others could not believe it.

Who dares to fight one against a hundred in the entire Northern Wilderness?

What's more, in this secret realm where Yuanying Zhenjun does not come out, being a half-step Zhenjun is already the limit.

Han Yu's eyes flashed with brilliance, and her breathing paused slightly, "This guy!"

Until now, she was a little impressed in her heart.

Such courage, such arrogance, to be able to do this step, she... is not as good as him.

No matter how far Qin Xuan can go, but just this step, that Changqing here, is enough to crush the entire Northern Wilderness Huashen realm.

"I hope you can live!" Han Yu's eyes sparkled. If Qin Xuan survived, there would definitely be a peerless genius who could crush his peers in the Northern Wilderness.

He was enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with the geniuses of the billions of races in the vast starry sky!

...

Qin Xuan's figure flickered, and every time he appeared, a great cultivator of the Divine Transformation died.

In just a dozen breaths, more than twenty great cultivators of the Divine Transformation died in his hands.

"Disperse!"

Liu Zheng's eyes were about to burst, he roared, and the seals in his hands turned into cloud locks and rushed straight towards Qin Xuan.

The great cultivators of the Divine Transformation around Qin Xuan were like avoiding the plague god at this moment.

There was fear and shock in their eyes.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan stopped, and there seemed to be a divine light flowing in his blue pupils.

Unconsciously, the great cultivators of the Divine Transformation around him had already disappeared.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

A sound of breaking through the air has already sounded, and the remaining hundreds of great masters of the Divine Incarnation are pouring out their magic spells like rivers and seas at this moment.

The terrifying power seems to make even the void tremble.

With the combined efforts of hundreds of great masters of the Divine Incarnation, even a True Lord of the lower Nascent Soul stage will be defeated, let alone Qin Xuan.

He looked indifferent, stepped forward slowly, and performed the Golden Roc Body.

"Die!"

He appeared in front of a great master of the Divine Incarnation, and his voice was as cold as if it came from the underworld.

"Uncle Master, save me!"

He roared in fear, and refined a magic weapon in his hand, trying to resist Qin Xuan's attack.

Boom!

The Eternal Sword cut through the magic weapon, swept past the man's body-protecting true essence, and blood poured out.

The place where Qin Xuan was originally located was suddenly blasted apart, and hundreds of great masters of the Divine Incarnation worked together, the blue bricks were annihilated, and the entire earth was about to be smashed through.

"You are looking for death!" Liu Zheng's eyes were bloodshot, and he felt powerless in his heart.

Qin Xuan's speed was too fast. Even if they had a hundred people, what could they do? They could not hit Qin Xuan.

At this moment, a loud shout sounded.

"Array up!"

Accompanied by a roar, Li Ming led a group of great monks of the Desolate Treasure Tower to set up a large array without knowing it.

White array patterns rose across the sky.

Qin Xuan, who was in the large array, felt that the air around him was like steel, and his body seemed to be crushed by thousands of mountains.

"Well done!" Liu Zheng was overjoyed and shouted: "Take this opportunity to attack!"

All the monks of the Huanyun Sect were shocked, and they burst into fierce murderous intent when they saw Qin Xuan's body, which seemed to be unable to move at all.

It was too humiliating. A hundred people surrounded and killed one person, but they were chased by one person and ran away.

They were already furious, but they were all overwhelmed by panic before. Now that Qin Xuan was trapped, the killing intent suppressed in everyone's chest suddenly erupted like a volcano.

"Die, little boy!"

"I will kill you here today!"

"Kill!"

A roar sounded, and fifty or sixty great masters of the Incarnation of the Spiritual Realm offered up magic weapons in their hands and rushed straight towards Qin Xuan.

Like a series of meteors, the murderous aura was like a knife.

Qin Xuan's body was imprisoned in the air, and he smiled coldly, "It's just a trick!"

"How dare you be so arrogant!"

This sentence angered the faces of hundreds of Incarnation of the Spiritual Realm around him, and suddenly, Qin Xuan turned his palm, and a small boat appeared in his hand.

"Sun and Moon Treasure Ship!"

Li Ming screamed, with endless murderous intent in his eyes.

The sixth-grade magic weapon of the Desolate Treasure Tower was now held in Qin Xuan's hand.

Qin Xuan stood in this formation, the three thousand golden elixirs in his body were turning, and the magic power gathered in his hands like a huge wave, turning into a seal into the Sun and Moon Treasure Ship.

Boom!

In just a moment, the Sun and Moon Treasure Ship had already covered the sky, and the magic weapons of more than sixty great monks of the Divine Transformation Sect all fell into the Sun and Moon Treasure Ship, making endless roars.

Qin Xuan's face also flushed slightly, and his blood and qi were unstable due to the backlash, but his eyes were still calm, as if he had expected it.

As his palm once againWith a slight tremor, another magic weapon flew out.

"Jade Mysterious Bow!"

Li Ming's face couldn't be any darker. These were all magic weapons from his Desolate Treasure Tower, but now they were used by Qin Xuan to deal with them. This feeling... the murderous intent in Li Ming's eyes almost condensed into substance.

"You are looking for death!"

Accompanied by his low roar, a mountain as big as a person suddenly appeared in the formation.

The mountains emerged, and the squeezing force around them was more than twice as terrifying.

Even Qin Xuan's arms paused, as if he was imprisoned in mid-air.

Qin Xuan's eyes flashed with a sharp light. In this terrifying imprisonment force, he slowly raised his arms, as if shaking the mountains at the bottom of the mountains. As Qin Xuan moved, the dozens of great monks who were setting up the formation in the Desolate Treasure Tower suddenly groaned, and their faces turned red and white.

Li Ming's pupils shrank slightly, shocked by Qin Xuan's terrifying power.

"Kill!"

He roared, and with an order, the people who set up the formation, dozens of great masters of the Incarnation Realm all roared, and the mountains as big as a person suddenly crushed towards Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan shook the Eternal Sword in his hand, and he formed a spell with one hand.

"Cut!"

The Eternal Sword in the void suddenly became tens of thousands.

Nixuan Sword Tactics, Ten Directions!

Ten thousand swords bombarded, and the mountains suddenly exploded, and the light was diffused.

"What!?"

Li Ming and the other great masters of the Incarnation Realm in the Desolate Treasure Tower were all stunned and took a breath of cold air.

At this moment, a series of faint light rushed out from the light.

In the confinement of the formation, Qin Xuan drew his bow like a full moon, and the veins on his arms burst out, and they were even more red and bloody, and every muscle was like a dragon.

In less than three breaths, Qin Xuan bent his bow and put on the arrow nine times.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh...

Nine arrows broke through the air, and a faint light flashed for a moment. Before the other great cultivators of the God of Transformation could react, they heard nine sounds of piercing flesh and blood. In the formation, the nine people holding the core of the formation turned into blood mist with a bang.

The formation was broken!

Before Li Ming and others could come to their senses, a figure rushed out from the light. Qin Xuan's palms showed a dark color, dark bone and golden patterns, and strands of black lightning jumped in his palms.

He was like a demon god, stepping in this low air, his gray hair agitated.

The great cultivators of the Desolate Treasure Tower seemed to feel a chill rising from the soles of their feet, penetrating their whole bodies, as if they were falling into the polar regions.

Qin Xuan's lips slightly opened and closed, and he uttered a word.

"Kill!"