Rebirth of the Urban Madman

Immortal world, Changshengzhou.

Tai Shi Futian looked at the starry sky and the vast night sky.

"It's been six hundred years!" Tai Shi Futian frowned slightly. The stars in the sky were the will of the ancient emperors and the will of the five emperors of the Immortal Emperor Palace. Now, they have turned into starlight, coexisting with the heaven and earth, and shining forever in the immortal land.

In six hundred years, her master cut seven swords, and every move was enough to shock the ancient wilderness.

The power of heaven and earth and the spiritual energy in the immortal world are becoming more and more rich.

The number of people who continue to break through the realm and ascend among the living beings has increased by more than ten times compared to before.

However, it is more and more difficult to break through the realm of Daluo, Hunyuan, and Immortal King. The difficulty of breaking through the realm is far more than several times before.

Even the stability of space and the majesty of the avenue are amazing.

All these changes have been happening continuously in these six hundred years.

Tai Shi Futian does not know whether the final result of these changes is good or bad.

The second catastrophe is about to come.

She had experienced two catastrophes in her previous life. In the first catastrophe, Qin Xuan broke the eight pillars of the God King alone. Seven hundred years later, the catastrophe started again. In that catastrophe, the sky collapsed and the earth split, and all living beings fell. Hong Yi and Dou Zhan died in the second catastrophe.

According to the time, the nightmare-like second catastrophe for Tai Shi Fu Tian has not lasted more than a hundred years.

As time passed, Tai Shi Fu Tian became more and more uneasy, especially at the end of the first catastrophe, she saw the power of the God Realm with her own eyes.

The eight great God Clans, the King's Land, the Nine-Colored God Bridge, the Emperor Nine Realms, the King's Land Supreme...

How can the power of the Immortal Realm hope to truly compete with the God's Land?

No matter how much her master did, it would be difficult to change the defeat of this era. Not only that, the fall of the ancients, even the road to the next era has completely dissipated.

The origin of the imperial family no longer exists. The underworld disappeared and turned into the netherworld. The heaven and earth are separated, and even she cannot easily enter.

The world has changed, but even if it changes again, what can the fairy world do when the second catastrophe comes?

It is just a candlelight reflecting the moonlight, and it is just a drop of water shaking the golden soup.

Tai Shi Futian looked at the night sky, and suddenly, a faint voice came from behind her.

"Sister Futian!" Qin Qinglan had a bead hanging on her wrist, looking at the figure of Tai Shi Futian. In six hundred years, Qin Qinglan was about to cross to the second fairy king realm. If it were not for the changes in the world now, it would be extremely difficult to cross the realm. Otherwise, Qin Qinglan would be close to the third fairy king realm now.

"Lan'er, what's wrong?" Tai Shi Futian chuckled and looked at Qin Qinglan.

"Daddy hasn't come back yet?" Qin Qinglan pouted slightly, "I miss daddy a little!"

"Master should have something important and will come back!" Tai Shi Futian comforted.

"My mother asked about my father some time ago, and Lan'er didn't know how to respond!" Qin Qinglan whispered. She was already a beautiful young lady, and she also knew something about the things between her parents.

It was difficult for Qin Qinglan to judge right or wrong, but Luo Fuxian was always her biological mother, and this was a fact that Jun Wushuang and other women could not change no matter what they did.

Tai Shi Futian was slightly startled, and she smiled lightly: "Luo Fuxian should be about to become an immortal king, right?"

Luo Fuxian had already entered the realm of sainthood. Although she had now eliminated the saint and abolished the emperor, she had already entered the ninth realm of Hunyuan. Now she was only a step away from the realm of immortal king.

Qin Qinglan did not answer. She looked at Tai Shi Futian and hesitated for a long time.

"My mother mentioned something to me!" Qin Qinglan whispered, "The original saints of the Buried Emperor State seem to be dissatisfied. The position of the saint can borrow the power of the Heavenly Dao, but now, the saints are at the same level as Hunyuan, and the emperor has also become an immortal king."

"They don't care about the difference in reputation, but the Heavenly Dao should have a saint position, otherwise, everyone in this world will take life and death and plunder as their own responsibility, which is not a good thing!"

Qin Qinglan's words made Tai Shi Futian's eyes slightly cold, and she did hear the wind recently.

The former saints of the five states are gathering and want to ask her to reopen the saint position.

It is said that this decision was made by the Buried Emperor State and came from the Tianlun Imperial City.

Tai Shi Futian is very clear about the source of these saints, the Tianlun Imperial City, and Ye Tongyu will not do such troublesome things.

"Xu Wushang's hands are too long. She is no longer the Supreme Heavenly Dao, and it is not her turn to manage the world!" Tai Shi Futian's voice was slightly cold, "Master has his own plans."

"Lan'er, tell your mother that her relationship with your father is very delicate. Don't go astray!"

Qin Qinglan's eyelashes trembled, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Lan'er, tell your mother, Sister Futian..." Qin Qinglan pulled Tai Shi Futian's hand and pouted: "After all, they were once saints and made contributions to the fairy world. When the time comes, Sister Futian will show some mercy, okay?"

Tai Shi Futian looked at Qin Qinglan beside him and smiled softly, "You are smart, don't worry, as long asIf they don't make too much trouble, I won't kill them!"

"Thank you, Sister Futian!" Qin Qinglan smiled immediately, bowed, and returned to the Immortal Emperor.

The eyes of Taishi Futian gradually returned to their coldness, "The second catastrophe is coming, these guys still want to make trouble!"

"Xu Wushang, even if we let them borrow the power of heaven, what can they do? Facing the catastrophe, how much hope can they fight for the immortal world? ”

The night was long, the stars shone, and under the same starlight, thousands of saints gathered indistinctly.

In this world, not everyone can become an emperor.

As the world changes, it becomes more and more difficult to break through the realm, and it becomes more and more difficult to become an emperor.

They can only ask for a portion of the power of heaven, hoping to protect themselves in the catastrophe.

Some former saints looked at the world and sighed.

…

In the secret realm of the Emperor Clan, Qin Xuan was sitting cross-legged. At this moment, he was extremely introverted.

He was like a rock floating in the darkness. Suddenly, his eyes opened.

In his eyes, a colorless light bloomed, as if penetrating the darkness, and even penetrating outside the secret realm of the Emperor Clan.

Qin Xuan looked at the secret realm of the Emperor Clan, and a white robe slowly rose up, and the fairy light in his eyes slowly dissipated.

"It's been six hundred years. If there is no accident, the second catastrophe should start within a hundred years!"

"Is there not much time left? "

Qin Xuan's eyes were full of calmness. He glanced at the secret realm of the imperial clan. In his eyes, the bones of more than 70,000 ancient emperors were reflected in his pupils.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan stretched out his hand and pressed down with his palm.

Boom!

A colorless palm print instantly took the many emperor bones into his palm.

It was like refining thousands of mountains into his palm, shrinking the mountains and turning them into mountains.

He looked at the emperor bones in his palm, and suddenly, Qin Xuan exhaled a breath of air from his mouth. This airflow contained the rhyme of the avenue, and it rotated with the airflow. Those emperor bones turned into dust and flowed from Qin Xuan's five fingers, replaced by a ball of vital energy that was condensed countless times.

Swallowing the vital energy with one breath!

Qin Xuan looked at the magical power in the Xuanyuan method, which was the first time he used it.

Then, Qin Xuan opened his thin lips slightly and swallowed the vital energy into his stomach. It was like the sun entering his stomach, constantly burning. The amazing vital energy entered his origin, which made his origin slightly improved, and he was one step closer to the seventh emperor realm.

"It should also be returned to the fairyland!"

Qin Xuan raised his eyes slightly, and the wings behind him trembled slightly. The space in front of him cracked, revealing the fairyland barrier.

"Compared to before, the fairyland barrier is more than three times stronger?" Qin Xuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "It's not surprising!"

The next moment, his wings vibrated, directly blasting through the fairyland barrier and returning to the fairyland.