I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

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An Bulang never dreamed that there would be a small tree called himself Ma Ma.

"Go away, I'm not your numbness, do you see which part of me is like your numbness? Not to mention the blood relationship, even the species are different?" An Bulang grabbed the Heavenly God Treasure Tree and wanted it Stay away from yourself.

"No, you have a familiar smell on your body, and you are my numbness." Tianshen Baoshu said in a very tender voice, with a bit of crying in his aggrieved tone.

"Ma...You wouldn't want me anymore, would you?" The Celestial Treasure Tree's limbs embraced An Bulang from behind, hanging like a koala, shaking the branches and leaves grievously.

"No, I definitely want you, you still want to use you to refine alchemy." An Bulang replied sincerely.

Heavenly God Baoshu's body trembled, followed by a burst of crying.

An Bulang sneered, "Don't think you call me numb, I won't take you to alchemy."

A tree that grows up and talks, to be honest, other people will find it amazing and shocked. If you can't tell the tree how many times, they will treat the tree as their relatives.

But An Bulang will not.

Because he knew that this was something that could refine alchemy.

Everything has spirit, but who can do it without eating chicken or pork?

Chickens can also bark, and pigs can bark, but you can't treat them as beings just because they are not human words.

Practitioners are fighting for heaven and earth. Once they reach a certain level, they may encounter all the talking treasures or panacea, but there is no practitioner who will not eat them because of this.

If you take a bite of a talking heaven, material and earth treasure, the realm can be improved a few steps, then even if the heaven material and earth treasure is called ten thousand voice tyrants, even if the heaven, material and earth treasure is really pulled out by that monk, the monks will grab it. Break your head and take a bite, and then say something really fragrant.

The Heavenly God Treasure Tree was crying so badly, and kept saying with his spirit that he didn't want it anymore.

An Bulang didn't bother to explain so much.

In fact, he also knew why the Heavenly God Treasure Tree would call him numb.

Mostly because of the blood of the **** king in its body.

The little tree is about to become a god, and the rank of the **** king is higher than the real god, so the little tree will have the feeling of seeing the ancestors to the elders, and will have a sense of intimacy and respect for the **** king.

This is also the reason why the Heavenly God Treasure Tree relies on him so much, and even calls him numb.

An Bulang began to help Nalan Jinli and the others fight.

It is difficult for everyone to find flaws in the battle with the Golden Armored generals. The Golden Armored generals' moves are all performed after the most precise calculations. If there are really any flaws, then the speed is too slow and too strong. Such hard indicators can't keep up.

An Bulang originally wanted to join the battlefield, but after another thought, he flew towards the space teleportation point that Nalan Jinli said without hesitation, and burst into extreme speed when he left!

The two golden armored generals who were suppressing Nalan Jinli were immediately anxious.

They immediately shook off the opponent in front of them and pursued An Bulang.

As the saying goes, there are changes, there are fluctuations and weaknesses.

Nalan Jinli, Zell and others seized the opportunity to frantically attack the two Golden Armored generals, delaying the action of the Golden Armored generals. The golden armor warlord wanted to go all out to chase An Bulang, and could not resist the attack. The hard armor was impacted by a series of powerful attacks, and slight cracks began to appear.

They have no choice but to fight and go.

But in this way, everyone is getting closer and closer to the space teleportation point of the Shenlong clan.

There were a few unopened questioning realm experts who wanted to stop them, but they were all forced to retreat by An Bulang's use of the glazed sacred fire. The Tiger Dragon Great Demon King of the Sky Demon Empire was so big that it was too late to escape. I caught fire and burned to death, and then was burned to death by Liuli divine fire.

An Bulang was sharp at this moment, killing the Dao as a dog. Since fleeing, he has killed four Dao-level powers alive, completely deterring the surrounding powerhouses who want to plot wrongdoing.

However, there are still strong people who are not reconciled.

The heavenly treasure tree is too tempting.

The goddess of Jinli and other small partners wanted to hold the two golden armored warriors, and now only An Bulang was fleeing alone, and many people still couldn't restrain the enthusiasm of their hearts.

Among the five major forces of the Wanhe Immortal-level Empire, the Ancient Temple and the Chunyang Academy, one after another shot.

"Amitabha, this benefactor, put down the tree and become a Buddha."

A majestic, kind-minded monk appeared in front of Anbulang's path.

As soon as he appeared, An Bulang felt an extremely strong energy fluctuation.

This is a very powerful enemy!

"Don't believe that bald donkey! None of those bald donkeys are good." At this moment, the brawny man holding the platinum profound ruler stepped into the air, his aura so strong that he could crush a hundred thousand mountains, his eyes full of tigers. Shengguang said, "Boy, you give me Chu Yao the Treasure Tree of the Heavenly God, and I represent Chunyang Academy to give you a Treasure of Heaven!"

This is a bit interesting.

Chu Yao's behavior is more humane than other white prostitutes who rob the party.

But An Bulang knew that the value of the Heavenly God Treasure Tree could surpass the eighteenth street of Tianbao, which was completely incomparable, and even Extreme Treasure was not enough.

"Amitabha Buddha, don't be obsessed with comprehension and force Lao Na to take action." After speaking, the monk Kong Jing suddenly turned out his palm with a large amount of Sanskrit inscribed. The waves rolled down.

The threat of terror suppressed the wave of breath.

This is an enemy stronger than Tang Juzu!

The reason why he was able to win against Tang Juzu before was entirely because Liuli Shenhuo restrained the opponent’s Nine Sun Dao power, which accounted for a part of the coincidence. If other enemies of the same level as Tang Juzu appeared, he would fight very hard, let alone this. People are stronger than Tang Juzu!

"The gods and Buddhas of all heavens, one thought of one world."

The Kongjing monk chanted the Buddha's words in a low voice with a compassionate expression, but the realm in his hand was cruelly toward peace and tranquility, and the Buddha's national realm condensed with Kongjing Dao heart, suppressed with the power of great compassion.

If this trick is implemented, most of the enlightening realm powers will have to be crushed into blood.

An Bulang knew that he must not waste time here. He suddenly grabbed the Treasure Tree lying behind him and said, "Okay, I promise you! I hope you don't let me down!"

The Treasure Tree of the Gods trembled frantically, looking forward to it.

At this moment, his fingertips condensed the blood with the energy of the **** king and fell on the tree of the gods.

The Heavenly God Treasure Tree absorbed the essence and blood, and the Nine-Colored Divine Light suddenly increased tenfold, and suddenly returned to its peak state from the sluggish state, and one hundred and eight leaves shook off immediately.

The leaves were shining, but they gathered together to form a sharp blade.

Buddhism is full of heaven, but there is divine light like a sword, slashing like a moat, and one sword slashing the Buddha!

Huh!

The kingdom of Buddhism was split by the edge of the Promise, and the light of the Buddha was replaced by the light of God.

"Amitabh... Damn it!"

The monk Kong Jing was shocked and quickly retreated.

But when the blade flashed, Kongjing's body was also cut in half!

Blood soared into the sky.

This scene also changed the expression of Chu Yao, who came from Chunyang Academy, who was wearing scholar clothes.

However, he was taken aback for a moment, and then rushed towards Anbulang with a more powerful posture. The platinum mysterious ruler swung with a force weighing tens of thousands of knots, and his power was like a white whistle connecting the sky from the ground.

"Heaven-level Spells·Crazy Ruler Destroying God!"

In this formula, the power of the profound ruler and the power of Dao are perfectly blended, and the laws are intertwined, and the force is ruining the sky. The earth is rolled up and rushed into the sky and crushed into the purest material energy.

After a strong blow, the Celestial Treasure Tree was sluggish again.

An Bulang wanted to squeeze out the blood, the speed was no longer enough, because Chu Yao's profound ruler had already fallen, and the speed was frightening.

Chu Yao's resilience was ridiculously strong. Not only was he not deterred by the strength of the Heavenly God Treasure Tree, but also instantly caught An Bulang's most fatal flaw and attacked.

Under normal circumstances, his decision is correct.

But how could An Bulang not know the flaws he could know.

An Bulang smiled inexplicably and took out a drop of blood exuding terrible fluctuations from Na Jie.

The hard work of the King of God!

As soon as the blood comes out, a supreme divinity spreads to the world.

An Bulang only used one-third of the blood of the Jiucai Blood Pool to cultivate his supernatural powers, and his eyes and body were too full. Now there are still two-thirds of his blood in the precepts!

An Bulang put a drop of God King blood directly into the Heavenly God Treasure Tree.

The Heavenly God Treasure Tree erupted with unprecedented splendor, and even rustled, as if it had a climax.

An Bulang held the Heavenly God Treasure Tree in his hand and pressed down towards the huge white whistle that continued to reach the sky.

"No matter how you waver, I won't waver, town!"

An Bulang spoke faintly, and the God of Heaven’s Treasure Tree turned into a sacred tree of eternal blue sky, reaching the sky and the earth, as if to be comparable to the Ghost Mountain.

That moment.

All the strong monks on the battlefield were shocked by this scene.

Chu Yao even shouted Fuck directly, louder and more emotional than the Kongjing monk.

After finally using the Buddha's lotus to splice the body, the empty and pure monk saw the sacred tree and ran away without saying a word.

This is, the sacred tree was crushed by An Bulang, and the white giant whistle was crushed by the sacred tree, turning into a large number of crystal water drops to fall into the world. Then the sacred tree fell towards Chu Yao.

The earth collapsed, and the sacred mountain collapsed.

The sacred tree destroys everything!

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When the divine light dissipated, a bottomless pit with a radius of 100 meters appeared on the ground.

As for Chu Yao, he didn't know where to go for a long time, maybe in the deep pit, maybe his body and spirit had been destroyed.

The monks around him trembled.

"This... is this a human thing?"

"First it was the Holy Monk of Kongjing, and then Chu Yao from the academy...No one can stop Anbu Lang."

"No... this is not the power of Anbulang, but the **** of the tree is too strong!"

"Yes, the Heavenly God Treasure Tree is the key. That is really an unimaginable treasure... How did it fall to that monk? I hate...!"

Many people are unwilling, but there is no way.

At this time, An Bulang had already rushed to the place where the Shenlong clan was teleported into space.

A dragon-shaped altar gleams in the middle of the mountains and is full of energy.

There are also two dragons who asked the Dao Realm Great Power, guarding here, welcoming An Bulang with a smile on their faces.

An Bulang's performance made them very satisfied.

An Bulang flew off the altar, and the two greeted him.

"Welcome Ann..."

Only halfway through the conversation, their eyes suddenly widened and a blood stain appeared on their necks.

His head slipped from his neck, and blood shot.

An Bulang's heart was startled, and an unprecedented danger surged into his heart.

The net of space has been formed, and the ten directions of autumn water appear on the earth, and the clear waves are rippling, and there is a red maple, white crane, and the world of Taoism in the sky.

The world became black and white.

A woman with colors, gorgeous beings, and wearing a red maple robes, swaying in her peerless style, her eyes are bright and moist, as if she were swinging two rounds of autumn moon.

She smiled sweetly, and the laughter was even more beautiful than Huang Ying.

"It's still useful to sit back and wait..."

"Little brother, your tree is mine."