Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Ye Tongyu chuckled, "I am just raising questions. How to answer is their own business!"

"It's not a matter of preaching. How can you guarantee that you will be invincible forever?"

Qin Xuan smiled slightly, "I am still looking for you to settle accounts with Lan'er. Ye Tongyu, it seems that today is just the right time."

Ye Tongyu's face changed slightly and she snorted coldly, but she soon recovered her expression and did not speak again.

"Seven years, what are the results?"

Qin Xuan looked at the six people, but saw that Qin Hao and the other four had complicated faces.

He said slowly: "I don't need you to worry about me yet, but what Ye Tongyu said is not entirely unreasonable. Your strength is not enough after all!"

"It's not for me. In the first catastrophe, there were 52 emperors alone, and there was even the existence of the fourth emperor realm. If you encounter it, I'm afraid you will find it difficult to fight!"

"Now is not the time to relax!"

Qin Xuan looked leisurely, "But in this world, the road ahead is endless. If you want, whether it is a hundred years, ten thousand years, or a million years, every moment is not a time to relax!"

"But you might as well ask yourself, is a life of a million years the same as a day what you want? As for me, you don't need to consider it!"

"Take care of yourself first, and then talk about helping me. Even your own safety is still unpredictable, and you still want to worry about me?"

He smiled, which made Qin Hao and others look a little relieved.

"Your own life and path are determined by each of you. If others' words shake your heart, your path to the emperor is too weak!" Qin Xuan glanced at Ye Tongyu, "What's more, the surname Ye is now only in the third imperial realm. You are enough to kill the gods in the third imperial realm. Why listen to her preaching and shake your heart?" Ye Tongyu smiled and did not answer. The top of the Immortal Emperor Mountain was slightly silent, and Qin Hao and others sighed softly. At this time, Mo Xiang, who looked bored, finally spoke, "Are you done?!" She cheered up and said quickly, "Qin Xuan, the task you gave to Mo Xiang, Mo Xiang has completed it!" Qin Xuan nodded lightly, "Northern Territory, if nothing unexpected happens, there should be no worries!" "The catastrophe is coming!" Mo Xiang looked up and looked at the Changsheng Chen Guo as if his eyes were full of stars. Qin Hongyi, Qin Hao, Dou Zhan, and Xu Ning on the side also talked about the gods they killed. Qin Xuan heard this, his face showed no praise or dissatisfaction.

"In the seven forbidden areas, there are no less than one million gods from the first to the fourth realms!" He just said calmly, "You killed less than one percent."

"However, that is the legacy of many ancient eras. Don't think that you can get satisfactory results in just seven years."

"I am looking forward to the day when there are no more gods in the fairy world!"

He glanced at Ye Tongyu, but Ye Tongyu seemed to have expected it.

"How many god cores did you get?" Ye Tongyu's eyes were as calm as still water, without any intention of competing for victory or defeat.

Qin Xuan said lightly: "I got 1,325 god cores!"

"1,325?" There was a ripple in Ye Tongyu's calm eyes, and her pupils seemed to be shrinking.

She seemed full of surprise, and even a little bit of disbelief.

This is not because Qin Xuan killed too many God Emperors, but...

Too few!

"Qin Changqing, have you been traveling around for the past seven years?" Ye Tongyu said lightly, "With your strength, it shouldn't be like this!"

Qin Xuan didn't care and said lightly: "What about you!?"

"One thousand nine hundred!" Ye Tongyu's words shocked Dou Zhan, Qin Hao and others.

One thousand nine hundred, this should be just an approximate number, but you have to know that this is only seven years!

One thousand nine hundred means that Ye Tongyu kills more than one God Emperor every day.

In fact, this is comparable to the total number of God Emperors they have killed! Even...surpassed Qin Xuan.

"There are about 100 third emperors, 762 second emperors, and the rest are first emperors!" Ye Tongyu continued, "Qin Changqing, this time, I won!"

Even so, Ye Tongyu's face did not show joy, but frowned.

Based on her understanding of Qin Xuan, Qin Xuan must have killed more than just these emperors.

Ye Tongyu wanted to compete with Qin Xuan, but it did not mean that she thought highly of herself or even belittled Qin Xuan.

She knew very well that although Qin Xuan was at the peak of the first emperor and she was at the third emperor, Qin Xuan's strength was definitely not something she could contend with.

It was precisely because of this that Ye Tongyu had such an expression.

Qin Xuan's face was still calm, and he looked at Ye Tongyu indifferently, "Winning or losing is just a matter of time."

"In two years, it will be the catastrophe, and the Northern Territory will be in chaos., hope you can keep it well. "

He turned around and headed for the Qing Emperor Palace. At this moment, there were few people on the Immortal Emperor Mountain, and most of the strong men had left.

However, Jun Wushuang, Mo Qinglian and others were still there.

Ye Tongyu frowned slightly and looked at Qin Xuan's back. Suddenly, Ye Tongyu noticed something and Qin Xuan stopped.

On the Immortal Emperor Mountain, a figure appeared out of thin air.

"You came fast enough!" Qin Xuan smiled faintly, stopped and turned around, looking at the figure.

The Supreme Heavenly Dao, Xu Wushang!

Xu Wushang stared at Ye Qiren, his eyes paused, "I need the God Core!"

"It was originally to help you kill, but as a price, your accumulation in this era, in exchange! "Qin Xuan spoke lightly.

The reason for these seven years, in addition to preventing the gods from causing chaos during the catastrophe, is Xu Wushang.

It is difficult for people in the world who are not great emperors to refine the god core.

Even if they refine the god core for their own use, there is a waste of seven or eight out of ten.

In this world, apart from his Changsheng Breaking Disaster Scroll, the only one who can refine all the god cores into his body is Xu Wushang.

More than four thousand god cores, more than four thousand gods and emperors have fallen. In these seven years, Xu Wushang has also refined the power of the ancient heavenly way and entered the fourth emperor realm, where he can manipulate more heavenly power.

If these more than four thousand god cores are added, Xu Wushang can endlessly recover to the peak of the fourth emperor realm, and even control the world, which is even more powerful than the beginning of this era.

The biggest beneficiary is not It is not Xu Wushang, but the fairyland.

Xu Wushang is powerful, which means that the Heavenly Dao is powerful, and the Heavenly Dao is the same as the fairyland.

Once refined, it will also be a great improvement for the sentient beings in the fairyland.

This improvement includes realm perception, pure immortal energy, solid earth, and stable space.

In the beginning of the fairyland, the solidity of the fairyland's space was difficult for even the emperor to break easily, unlike now, when the emperor can tear millions of miles at any time.

After one era after another of war, the fairyland is weak now, and there is also a loss of the power of the Heavenly Dao. The endless power of the Heavenly Dao suppressed the gods in the forbidden land.

Xu Wushang stretched out his hand slightly, and the power of the Heavenly Dao in his hand turned into a white jade altar.

"The 1,266 third emperor realm god cores in your hand will do. Below the third emperor realm, they are of little use to me!" Xu Wushang said, "If you don't want to refine, trade with the five great emperors! "

Xu Wushang spoke, but the entire Immortal Emperor Peak was in a dead silence.

"One thousand two hundred and sixty-six divine cores of the Third Realm! ?"

Mo Xiang suddenly exclaimed, looking at Qin Xuan, his silly face was completely stagnant at this moment.

Not only Mo Xiang, Qin Hao, Dou Zhan, Hong Yi, Xu Ning... at this moment, looking at Qin Xuan, their eyes were even trembling.

Ye Tongyu looked back, looking at Qin Xuan's calm face, pupils condensed like needles.

"One thousand... two hundred and sixty-six! ?"

"The Third Realm! ?"