Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Mo Yu and Mo Xuan seemed to be very dissatisfied. Since they met Qin Xuan, Qin Xuan had never made a move.

Moreover, in the Soul-stealing Flower Sea, Qin Xuan was so rash that he had buried them deep in the Emperor's Mausoleum, so that they were trapped in the God and Demon Mine.

In such a dangerous place, there was no chance of survival. In their eyes, Qin Xuan was at great risk.

If Luo Fuxian had not been very kind to Qin Xuan, I'm afraid the two would have made trouble long ago.

After all, Luo Fuxian's medical skills were an indispensable existence for them.

Without Luo Fuxian, even if they were at the eighth level of the Great Luo, it would not be easy for them to kill the creatures in the God and Demon Mine of the first level of the Hunyuan.

Qin Xuan raised his eyes, a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes, and he was about to speak.

At this moment, Luo Fuxian hurriedly said: "You two, Young Master Qin naturally knows that this is the tomb of the emperor!"

"The Soul-stealing Flower Sea is not the fault of Young Master Qin, but of Fuxian. If Fuxian had not acted on his own initiative, you two would not have been forced to enter this place!"

Mo Xuan snorted coldly and wanted to speak, but was stopped by Mo Yu.

"Miss Luo, you are really kind and righteous. It's a pity that your brother who has only a tiny blood relationship with you is afraid that he will not live or die at any time!" Zhen Qianzhou said sarcastically, and then a pair of eyes with a hint of coldness turned around.

Zhen Qianzhou immediately smiled and said: "That's natural. As the most beautiful and kind-hearted young lady of the Luo family, how could she be so kind and righteous without such great kindness?"

After Zhen Qianzhou's interruption, Mo Yu and his sister didn't say anything more.

Luo Fuxian sighed lightly, and she looked at Qin Xuan's still indifferent expression and shook her head slightly.

Even though Qin Xuan has a rich background, the Mo family siblings are now both at the eighth level of the Daluo realm.

There is almost a great realm between the two.

Moreover, Luo Fuxian has a vague intuition that the Mo family siblings are not as simple as they seem.

When they fell into the God and Demon Mine, the Mo family siblings were the first to wake up, and they seemed to have found something in the remains of the saint.

For example, the ancient scroll that records the God and Demon Mine was discovered by Mo Yu.

However, the atmosphere was obviously a little wrong.

The group continued to move forward and entered a mine in front. They had already prepared and each took out their fairy treasures and prepared to fight.

At this moment, the piercing howling sound suddenly came to mind.

"No!"

Mo Yu's face changed slightly, "According to the ancient scrolls, there should be a food source beast here!"

"What, it's a ghost!?"

"The ghost of the underworld!"

Mo Xuan also spoke slowly, looking ahead, the whole body of the ghost was blood red, the nails were three inches long like blades, and the whole body exuded a fishy smell, as if it had been soaked in rotten blood.

"Fortunately, it's just the ghost of the first level of Hunyuan!"

"If it's a creature in the second or third level of Hunyuan, it will be troublesome!"

Mo Yu took a deep breath, the Daluo Immortal Sword in his hand shook, and one hand condensed the formula, passing over the sword.

Immediately, a brilliant light burst out from the sword body, and this light faintly drove away the soul and dispersed the spirit, which had a restraining effect on this ghost.

Qin Xuan, however, stood aside, looking at the blood-stained, ferocious ghost, and said, "Is there no other way in the ancient scroll?"

"I'm afraid that this way is blocked by your strength!"

He stood casually in one place, his eyes leisurely.

"Since you are in the first realm of Hunyuan, why do you need to take a detour!?"

"Qin Changqing, look at my divine power, come and kill this ghost!"

Zhen Qianzhou's sharp eyes seemed to have seen the slightly unfriendly expressions of the Mo Yu brothers and sisters, and he shouted and killed the blood-stained ghost.

Mo Yu glanced at Qin Xuan coldly, and immediately, a sword light in his hand intertwined in the air, faintly turning into a touch of red sword energy, burning like fire, rushing towards the blood-stained ghost.

Luo Fuxian also refined a fairy treasure in his hand, and inserted the fine needle into the bodies of the three people. Immediately, the aura of the three people increased sharply.

Sword beams, magical powers, and even immortal arts swept through the mine cave, roaring in all directions to the west.

The three men advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, and attacked and defended in a coordinated manner. The blood-clothed ghost was actually retreating continuously in the joint efforts of the three men.

Boom!

A sword beam tore through the mine wall in front of them, and directly chopped the red-clothed ghost into pieces.

Mo Yu's face was not at all relaxed, and he shouted: "Mr. Zhen!"

"Got it!"

Zhen Qianzhou's mouth drew a wanton arc, "How can a mere ghost stop this young master!?"

"Today's meeting is a blessing. This young master will spare you from this ugly appearance and help you reincarnate!"

In his hand, the big seal suddenly appeared.

He condensed his hands, and the big seal was like a mountain, and on it, a golden dragon appeared.

The golden dragon broke the evil spirit, and those evil spirits met it, like spring snow meeting the scorching sun.

The red-clothed ghost, which was still gathering, suddenly made a shrill sound.

Under the golden dragon seal, his body was crushed again.

Zhen Qianzhou turned his palm, and another pagoda appeared in his hand.

"Fall!"

Zhen Qianzhou smiled proudly, and the pagoda rotated, and seven-color light bloomed on it.

The seven-color light, every time the pagoda rotated, bombarded the broken ghost, as if to destroy it into nothingness.

Under the two immortal treasures, the red-clothed ghost was indeed Hunyuan, and as a ghost, its body was difficult to destroy, but its aura suddenly dropped a point.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a scream sounded, as if it was deafening, and the void became ripples. In the midst of the ghosts crying and howling, the golden dragons and the seven-color light on the two magic weapons seemed to be destroyed by the fire of the wind.

Zhen Qianzhou's proud expression suddenly changed, and he couldn't help but step back a few steps and groaned.

"It's going to fight!"

Mo Yu and Mo Xuan looked at each other, and immediately, the sword formation crossed the sky. Mo Xuan sacrificed the sword formation, and countless sword energy rushed towards the red-clothed creature that condensed in an instant.

Mo Yu even made a spiritual spell in his hand, the power of the Eight Revolutions of Daluo, and the fairy sword in front of him, one by one, mysterious runes appeared on the fairy sword.

The red-clothed ghost was in the sword formation, and the red clothes were like shadows, avoiding and tearing, and wisps of sword energy.

Mo Yu's hand was still condensed, until after more than ten breaths, a terrifying aura suddenly appeared on the sword body.

"Mo family sword spell, break the evil!"

A vast voice resounded in the mine.

The fairy sword was like light, and in an instant, it rushed into the sword formation and split the red-clothed ghost into two.

Mo Yu's face was a little pale. He obviously consumed a lot of energy in this sword.

In the shrill howling of the red-clothed ghost, the two halves of its body kept twisting, trying to reunite, but were blocked by the sword energy and could not do so. The anger, pain, and screams that seemed like endless wailing almost made people's scalps explode.

Qin Xuan looked at Mo Yu quietly, "Mo family sword technique? Hunyuan sword technique!?"

Qin Xuan shook his head lightly, his eyes indifferent, and said: "If it was just this red-clothed ghost, the dark soul Yin Sha, it would not be difficult for you to break this road!"

"But this ghost is not just the dark soul Yin Sha, but..."

"Mother and son evil spirits!"

"The mother is so shrill, how can the son evil spirit not come?"

Just as Qin Xuan finished speaking, a terrifying cry of a child suddenly sounded.

At the exit of the mine, a terrifying evil spirit, as if it had turned into substance, rolled out from the exit with dark mist like a tide.