Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Endless Xuanyin heavy water hit Qin Xuan's body.

Every time Qin Xuan advanced a point, he almost endured the pressure of breaking his muscles and bones.

But he seemed indifferent.

Wuliang was standing aside, looking at Qin Xuan. He could not imagine how Qin Xuan did it.

No one could remain calm under such pressure.

But he, Qin Changqing, did it!

Four thousand feet high, surpassing the ten major star fields tens of millions of years ago, there were countless geniuses in the Immortal Phoenix Kingdom, but no one in the Return to Void Realm could reach this level, let alone the Nascent Soul Realm.

But he, Qin Changqing, did it!

Xuanyin heavy water, the pressure of the Phoenix Blood Mountain, if it were someone else, even if they wanted to, they would not be able to reach this height, it was not perseverance, the heart of the Tao could do it, it represented the real strength.

But he, Qin Changqing, was still climbing.

This was enough to prove that his strength, Qin Changqing, had already surpassed many geniuses in the Immortal Phoenix Kingdom and the ten major star fields tens of millions of years ago.

A cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm could do whatever he wanted in the Immortal Phoenix Divine Kingdom and the Immortal Vein Great Country tens of millions of years ago.

It was too incredible and too shocking.

Even the Immortal Phoenix Divine Kingdom could not have imagined that after thousands of years, the Immortal Phoenix Divine Kingdom was destroyed and reduced to ruins, but there was a person who stepped on the Phoenix Blood Mountain in the Immortal Phoenix Divine Kingdom, where no one had ever climbed the peak, as if sweeping away many geniuses of that era.

Four thousand one hundred feet, four thousand two hundred feet...

Wuliang's eyes fell on Qin Xuan. In the vast Xuanyin heavy water, Qin Xuan's body seemed to have cracks in the distance.

In the cracks, it seemed as if the essence was surging and overflowing from it, and every wisp of essence seemed to be burning like a flame.

"Donor, it's just a mountain, why do you have to go this far?" He couldn't help but worry, "Such a height is enough for all living beings to look up to, and it is enough to scare many cultivators in the Immortal Phoenix Ruins."

"Even if you climb to the top, what's the point? Only by letting go can you be true."

He sighed bitterly. Wuliang had never seen such a determined mind, or even a person who was stubborn and stubborn.

The cracks on Qin Xuan's body were enough to prove that Qin Xuan had reached his limit.

If he continued to climb the mountain, he would face the catastrophe of body collapse and disintegration.

What if he climbed to the top? If his body collapsed and disintegrated, it would be meaningless.

As all living beings think in their hearts, what if he got the treasure? Even if he lost his life, it would not be nothing after all.

Qin Xuan's face remained indifferent when Wuliang's words came into his ears.

He stepped on the mountain, and tried his best with every step.

"If you can't even climb a mountain, how can you ask about the great way!" Qin Xuan's indifferent voice sounded, but in this huge wave, it seemed a little weak.

"All living beings look up to me? So what if they are afraid of me? I, Qin Changqing, climbed over this mountain because I, Qin Changqing, wanted to. What does it have to do with all living beings?"

Qin Xuan looked ahead, as if he was bearing the pressure of thousands of mountains and the great trend of the world being crushed. He said calmly: "The meaning of climbing the mountain is not for all living beings, but for me..."

"Qin Changqing!"

After the voice fell, Qin Xuan's body suddenly burst into infinite brilliance.

The Eight Desolate Battle Patterns intertwined with the cracks on his body, and all the essence seemed to cover the surface of his body at this moment.

"A mere mountain and a river, how can it block my Qin Changqing's path!"

With a bang, Qin Xuan's feet seemed to explode with a force of billions of kilograms, and the nine chicks' feathers behind him seemed to disintegrate and shatter at this moment.

The golden-winged roc under his feet was wailing, it had already endured the limit.

Although the Golden Peng body is strong, it is also a magical power in the world of cultivation, and it has its limits.

There are more and more cracks on Qin Xuan's body, and the Xuanyin heavy water above is rolling down.

It seems that all the immortals are asking for immortality, and all the immortals are asking the emperor for longevity, but only this world has remained unchanged for billions of years.

The world will not change its fundamentals due to human power, and all living beings, even the strongest, are not as good as the world.

But there are some people who do not respect the world, do not fear the way of heaven, and go against the will of heaven even though they know that they will die.

It seems that no matter how high and wide the world is, it is only the mind that cannot limit it.

With a bang, Qin Xuan rode the wind and waves and passed five thousand feet.

This height is almost unprecedented since the existence of Phoenix Blood Mountain.

Tens of millions of years ago, during the heyday of the ten great star regions, the Immortal Phoenix Kingdom was famous in the cultivation world, and no one had ever done this. Tens of millions of years later, there was a person who used his magical powers, sacrificed magic weapons, and led people up the mountain.

Five thousand one hundred feet, blood was flowing from the corner of Qin Xuan's mouth, and his eyes were indifferent.

Five thousand two hundred feet, blood stained his clothes, and his eyes were calm, not moving at all.

Five thousand three hundred feet, blood was oozing from his body, and the long robe and Tianyun clothes seemed to have been soaked in blood.

The blood even flowed down Qin Xuan's arm and poured onto Wuliang's body.

Wuliang could feel the blood, as hot as phoenix blood, as if it was the ruthless way of heaven., it is difficult to lower the temperature of the blood by half a degree.

Not only that, Wuliang also sensed the terrifying essence contained in Qin Xuan's blood.

These bloods, like dragons and phoenixes, can be regarded as a treasure.

Until now, Wuliang understood what level Qin Xuan's body had reached.

Body like a dragon and phoenix!

Starry sky supreme, dragons and phoenixes are the existences that millions of clans look up to and revere. Looking at the world of cultivation, some people often describe various terrible people as being like dragons and phoenixes, but how many people can really do it?

This time, Wuliang stopped persuading. He looked at Qin Xuan with a kind of awe in his eyes.

With such a state of mind, how could he, Wuliang, do the same.

"There are people in the world who can do this, but I am so sad and pathetic. I still think I have tried my best!"

"It seems that I am really stupid. I haven't died yet, so how can I talk about exhaustion and end of life."

Wuliang murmured in a low voice. Finally, Wuliang felt that the pressure around him seemed to have disappeared at this moment.

His eyes paused slightly, and he looked ahead. In front of him, there was already the red sky bridge.

Climb to the top!

Qin Xuan did it. Five thousand four hundred feet, on the top of the Phoenix Blood Mountain, there are now two people, one covered in blood, and the other holding a Buddhist ritual.

Qin Xuan stepped on this Phoenix Blood Mountain, his eyes were calm, and the pressure on him had quietly dissipated.

The five thousand four hundred feet Phoenix Blood Mountain has blocked many geniuses, including the Buddha of the Great Freedom Temple, Zhao Xunxian, and even the brilliant people in the cultivation world tens of millions of years ago.

Including his previous life, Qin Xuan himself was still frustrated in this mountain.

"It's just a mountain, but when you reach the top, it's also..."

Qin Xuan's body shook slightly, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly, as if he was full of arrogance.

"No more than that!"

These five simple words, if you look down on the vast starry sky, the ten major star fields, even the Mahayana Supreme is not as good as it.

Wuliang, who was standing aside, looked at the infinite scenery on the top of the mountain. He turned his head and looked at Qin Xuan.

Suddenly, he put his hands together and bowed.

"Excuse me, I still have a question!"

"The way of the donor is not for all living beings, not for others, and even not for oneself!"

"The donor, what exactly do you want?"

This has puzzled him for too long. In the previous dispute over the Great Dao, Qin Xuan broke his Buddhist way with one finger.

Now, Qin Xuan is even more willing to sacrifice his life and climb the 5,400-foot Phoenix Blood Mountain.

He doesn't understand what exactly supports Qin Xuan?

For all living beings, Qin Xuan has said before, what does it have to do with all living beings.

If it is for others, for others, why is it so?

If it is for oneself... I will throw away my life, how can I talk about doing it for myself.

Qin Xuan looked at Wuliang indifferently, standing in blood, and he chuckled.

"What I, Qin Changqing, seek is the respect of immortals, fear of demons, horror of ghosts, fear of Buddhas, and terror of monsters... Even the Great Emperor would have to bow his head."

He spoke calmly, and on this 5,400-foot Phoenix Blood Mountain, he was blown away by the strong wind.

How can the way of my Green Emperor Qin Changqing be compared to that of ordinary people?

How can ordinary people understand?