Rebirth of the Urban Madman

One step, like heaven and earth.

The world turns, everything changes.

"Han Yu, hurry up!"

"Changqing, wait for me!"

The voice of Fatty Feng sounded behind him, and Qin Xuan came back to his senses.

He paused and looked behind him.

"You two, haven't entered the ruins yet?" He stopped at the sky, and the scenery in front of him had already changed.

This is a wasteland, no, it's a star.

The vast world, all the immortal phoenixes.

The first star among the ten major star fields, the Immortal Phoenix Star.

Behind him, Feng Bao's face turned black, and he stared at Qin Xuan.

If I hadn't waited for you, how could I not have entered the Immortal Phoenix Ruins?

You guys, paving the way with thousands of swords, shocking the supreme, and now you are blaming others.

Han Yu was even more speechless. It felt that Qin Xuan was not pretending just now, but really didn't take everyone seriously.

Qin Xuan looked at the master and disciple with strange expressions on their faces and shook his head slightly, "I thought you had entered it early, using sword techniques and magical powers to hurry up, otherwise, there would be no need to rush so much."

He realized the magical power in the Tianyun Nine Mountains, and the Wuyuan Bone Tree split the void, so his speed was really slow.

The three of them slowly landed, and the simple alliance was just these three people.

Under their feet, there was a plain with grass that was ten feet high, enough to cover a person's body.

In front of them, there were mountains and plains, and even rivers.

The Tianxiao Pavilion Secret Realm before was just a piece of heaven and earth, and it was the Supreme.

But the ruins of the Xianhuang Divine Kingdom moved an entire star into it.

Xianhuang Star is not as big as Moyun Star, but there is a semi-immortal vein in it that runs through the entire star.

As far as Qin Xuan's eyes can see, in the distance, it is endless.

Feng Bao calmed down and said, "There are nine stars in this Xianhuang Star. I have read the ancient books of Xianhuang Divine Kingdom. There is a map. Let me observe where we are."

He was well prepared and had bought some information at a high price.

"No need. This place should be 170,000 miles north of Qingluan City!" Qin Xuan said leisurely, looking at the mountains on both sides and the ten-foot-long green grass.

Feng Bao and Han Yu were stunned, especially Feng Bao, who looked at Qin Xuan in disbelief, "How did you know?"

Qin Xuan did not respond. In his previous life, he had stayed in this Xianhuang ruins for decades. From the transformation realm to the Dao Lord, he naturally knew this star very well.

He stepped directly. There are nine cities in Xianhuang Star, and each city is a supreme magic weapon.

In each city, there are inheritances, secret treasures, and even some rare things in that era.

Every thing is a rare thing in today's world.

However, there are also many disasters in the nine cities, and the slightest carelessness will lead to damage.

Qingluan City is located in one of the nine cities, and its entire city is shaped like a phoenix.

Qin Xuan stepped forward, and Feng Bao and Han Yu hurriedly followed.

Indistinctly, the jade pendant on Han Yu's chest seemed to shine faintly.

Han Yu's face also changed slightly.

She didn't say anything, and followed behind Feng Bao and Qin Xuan.

After running for a full quarter of an hour, they were only ten thousand miles away from Qingluan City.

Just as the three of them were moving forward, suddenly a sharp light came across the sky.

Qin Xuan paused slightly and flicked his fingers.

There was a starlight shooting out and falling on the sharp light, like a star.

Boom!

There was a roar, and the green grass was covered. I saw a short knife emerging from the stars and was shaken away.

Qin Xuan turned his head and looked at the person who took action.

A middle-aged man in black clothes uttered a slight exclamation.

"A lower-grade Nascent Soul cultivator can actually block my sword?" The middle-aged man was somewhat surprised. He had a cultivation base of a middle-grade Dao Lord, and was not considered a weakling in the Xianhuang Ruins where the powerful could not enter.

In the Xianhuang Ruins, opportunities were one aspect, but for the other cultivators who entered the ruins, it was also an opportunity for others.

What's more, Qin Xuan was only a Nascent Soul cultivator, Han Yu was a spirit, and even Feng Bao was only a lower-grade Dao Lord now.

These three people were really nothing in the eyes of the middle-aged man.

A windfall, he should not miss it.

But he never thought that the attack he had prepared in a dormant state would be blocked by the opponent's finger.

Feng Bao turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man.

"Disciple of the Demon North Sect?"

Feng Bao frowned slightly. The Demon North Sect was a fourth-grade demon sect in the ten major star regions. It was under the command of the Holy Demon Palace, but its sect often had ambitions to secretly devour the weak sects of the ten major star regions.

It seemed that such a demon cultivator, blocking the road and killing, was not surprising enough.

A middle-grade Dao Lord did have the qualifications.

Feng Bao frowned slightly, and he looked at Qin Xuan with his peripheral vision.

"You come, or should I?" Feng Bao asked.

Qin Xuan did not answer, but the demon cultivator's face changed slightly, as if he was humiliated.

How dare a lower-grade Dao Lord and a lower-grade Yuanying cultivator dare to do this?This is a contempt for him.

"How dare you, you don't know when you are about to die." The middle-aged man shouted angrily, and immediately, the short knife in front of him melted in the air, was wrapped in the dark magic flame, and evolved into a magic wolf.

Lianyang Demon Wolf!

Its flame is the Moyang Fire, one of the eight magic fires, and is of the same grade as the real fire.

Feng Bao looked at it, his eyes paused slightly, and he was a little solemn.

He is worthy of being a middle-grade Taoist master. This knife is enough to prove his strength.

The temperature in the world suddenly rose, and the green grass was burned to ashes when the magic wolf crossed the sky.

The fire soared into the sky, and the magic wolf crossed the sky.

Feng Bao immediately turned his fat hand over, and in his hand, there was a Bagua plate.

He condensed the formula in his hand and shouted, "Come out!"

I saw a flame suddenly rise in the Bagua plate, the Bagua real fire.

The real fire turned into a dragon, and in an instant, it was entangled with the magic wolf.

After fighting for several breaths, the demon wolf in the air suddenly let out a whine and was torn apart by the dragon.

The dragon was also broken, and the Bagua plate in Feng Bao's hand was spinning. Eight-colored flames rose into the sky and turned into a long rainbow composed of flames, piercing through the sky and earth, and bombarding the demon cultivator.

At this moment, the middle-aged man showed a sneer on his face.

Feng Bao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he thought to himself that it was not good.

The middle-aged man was submerged by the rainbow of fire, like a phantom, and dissipated into nothingness.

"Illusion?"

Feng Bao couldn't help but exclaimed, looking for the figure of the middle-aged man.

At this moment, a sinister sneer came out.

"You and I are fighting, these two little guys are really too annoying, I will help you clean them up." The figure of the middle-aged man emerged, and appeared in front of Qin Xuan with a grim smile.

In his hands, a blood-colored claw blade suddenly appeared, which was a sixth-grade magic weapon.

A pair of claw blades was enough to tear the protective essence of the Yuanying realm like paper, and killing a Yuanying lower grade was effortless.

Feng Bao's mouth twitched suddenly, and there was a trace of pity in his eyes when he looked at the middle-aged man with a grim smile.

Just when the middle-aged man took action, Qin Xuan just glanced at the middle-aged man.

Four rays of light flew out of his pupils, red, white, black, and blue.

The four colors formed a formation, turning into a virtual image of four images, and instantly enveloped the Taoist middle-grade demon cultivator.

The formation turned, the four images attacked, and the roar of the demon cultivator sounded.

In less than three breaths, the wailing and roaring returned to calm.

The four-image pupils dissipated, and a flash of light flashed in Qin Xuan's hand, and the storage magic weapon of the demon cultivator emerged.

He looked at the Taoist middle-grade strongman who had turned into ashes and drifted away with the wind, and slowly uttered four words.

"Don't know whether to live or die!"

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