I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

The nine sons of the sun and the moon on the island of the sun and the moon are shocking the mainland.

Once the nine sons united in a large formation, they even had a terrifying record of killing and severely wounding.

However, such a strong lineup was completely wiped out by a boy in white clothes...

"The Nine Suns and the Moon have become history in this way. Who would have thought that a battle that was sure to win would come to an end with their destruction. It would be really hard to believe if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes."

"Which force's inheritor is this Anbulang? Heinously powerful!"

"Not only the world's number one refiner, but also the world's number one archer, right?"

No wonder other monks think so.

Anbulang used bows and arrows to kill Sun Moon Island.

No matter which strong one is, he will kill with one arrow, never miss, never send another arrow.

There are nine people in the nine sons of the sun and the moon, so An Bulang only shoots nine arrows, hits a hundred shots, and kills one enemy with one arrow.

This shocking scene is impressive.

"The Nine Dragons Treasures are perfectly matched with the God-enriching Extreme Treasures, and the effects they produce are inferior to any of the Extreme Treasures. It is really awesome..." The old man beside Qing Yuan said emotionally.

"Grandpa, you said before that An Bulang can't escape, but now the bad guys are all dead!" The delicate and smart Tsing Yi girl looked at the old man purely.

The old man blushed, coughed slightly, and said, "So, Qingyuan, you remember, there is no guarantee of victory in the path of cultivation, and there is no inevitable defeat in a battle. The key depends on how many hole cards a monk hides... Anbulang means that there are many cards in the hole, far exceeding the enemy's estimate, and only then can we turn defeat into victory!"

The girl nodded seemingly.

A pair of bright beautiful eyes looked at the boy without turning.

An Bulang received the trophies of the Nine Suns and Moons, knocked a spirit pill to recover his injuries, looked at the broken sea, took a deep breath, the spirit of heaven and earth poured in wildly, filling the void in his body.

In fact, he is not as easy to win as it seems on the surface. It can be said that he has used all the means and cards, and only he himself knows the dangers.

Not to mention anything else, the nine bows and arrows just opened, almost drained the body's strength.

This is a combination of the god-given extreme treasure and the nine-nine-nine treasures. The consumption of power can be said to be massive. If it is a normal Dao realm power, I am afraid that it will empty the opponent's body once. An Bulang also relied on the shocking body and the special nature of the Nilong Nine Changes to draw the bow nine times in a row.

Fortunately, these two top treasures didn't let him down either. Together, they were unparalleled in the world. Every time they shot, they could kill an inquiring power.

A shocking battle drew a large number of monks on the Arctic island to come and watch.

They all saw Anbulang's almost incomprehensible killing arrow, and they didn't dare to make mistakes even if they had crooked thoughts.

Even if Qing Yuan's grandfather is tempted by An Bulang's Qibao, and is confident that he can subdue An Bulang, he dare not act at this moment. He is not afraid of Anbulang, but he is afraid of the power behind Anbulang.

In this way, An Bulang walked in the void, and thousands of monks gave way, and no one dared to stop him.

He released Ji Yinyin, Junshi, and Bailongma from the Nine Secret Heavenly Coffin.

The fighting was fierce just now, and for fear of being affected, they had to be put in the coffin in advance.

An Bulang rides on the white dragon horse again, and goes northward in the clouds and fog, and continues deep into the depths of the sea, like a banished immortal going north, leaving only a legend that belongs to the sea.

On the Arctic Island.

Wearing a Tsing Yi with a long sword on his back, a man with stern and cold eyes like Feishuang, muttered: "An Bulang... Cangyun Dao Palace's unrelenting luck, unexpectedly got a peerless Tianjiao..."

A white dome on metal.

Wearing a white research uniform, the beautiful and intellectual woman looked up at the young man riding away, her tone was soft and magnetic: "Well... his various performances have exceeded the standards of Hongmeng Continent. I am really curious. , Does he have amazing adventures, or come from the upper realm..."

This is, a serious-faced man walked to his side, bent straight, and said respectfully: "Master Zhixing, the coverage of environmental detection in the Canghai region has been expanded tenfold. In addition to energy abnormalities, it also detects There are also unreasonable fluctuations in the deepest space, and it seems that the frontier gate is opening..."

The woman looked at the end of the north, her eyes faintly: "Following the movement of the Western Demon Race, are the monsters in the depths of the Great Northern Sea also restless... Kill the Cannon!"

"Yes!" The man took the order and turned to leave.

The sea is surging and waves are endless.

The boundless and mysterious depths of the ocean.

Bailongma kept moving forward on Liuyun.

Ahead, dark clouds began to thicken, and a series of extremely exaggerated dragons absorbing water appeared.

The huge waterspout connects the sky and the earth, destroying everything around it, and a series of mysterious purple thunders fall from the sky and fall into the sea, even the seawater is ionized and evaporated.

The fog is thick and white covers a large area, which is confusing. Once you enter the fog, you will lose your sense of direction and stray into fatal places.

This is a large piece of Jedi.

However, they can no longer make a detour.

Because the destination is just ahead.

Bailongma broke into the Jedi with fear.

It doesn't matter if the mist is in the mist, Anbulang's Analyzing Eye can penetrate all falsehoods. The sky thunder formation is even more not a problem, the extremely treasure five thunder vertical hammer is the best lightning protection artifact. As for the waterspouts that were chosen and devoured, An Bulang wrapped his whole body with the sacred fire of colored glaze, and he was able to find change.

Relying on An Bulang's guard against the sky, Bai Longma found a trace of comfort from this adventure.

"Look at it, the front is our destination!" Ji Yinyin pointed to an island with all kinds of desperate conditions ahead, and said excitedly.

The island is not big, only a distance of hundreds of miles vertically and horizontally.

It seems to be built on a submarine volcano. The island’s land is red and extremely hot, and the surrounding sea water is constantly boiling, and there are terrible miasma rising, and all creatures that come close to it are scalded to death or Poisoned to death, there are still a lot of white bones piled up at random.

The cave house of Immortal Yibao seems to be on a mountain that is not high.

An Bulang could still see a group of cultivators from the Divine Treasure Sect, standing quietly in one place, seeming to be responsible for welcoming the cultivators.

An Bulang flew towards them on a white horse.

"You are friendly, I am Murong Tie, the elder of Shenbaozong. May I ask the Taoists who came to the island under the jurisdiction of my Shenbaozong. What happened?" A middle-aged man with a strong breath, bright eyes and simple smile The team monks took the initiative to move forward and greeted An Bulang.

He is very good at seeing people. Although the young man in white clothes is not very old, he can ride such a magnificent white horse with such a beautiful **** his side. His status is definitely not low.

"I am An Bulang, a student of the Cangyun Taoist Palace, and now I have accepted your task entrustment." An Bulang took out an S-level task entrustment letter and said, "I will accept this task entrustment for breaking the formation. Up!"

boom!

When everyone heard this, they all stood still.

They were not shocked because An Bulang was about to take up the task.

But because of An Bulang's name, he was shocked.

"An...An Bulang?"

"It's the An Bulang who just defeated Lin Xiaoyu, the peerless evildoer of my Zong?"

"In the Refining Contest, you will become the God-Producing Extreme Treasure, and become the wave **** of the world's No. 1 Refining Master?"

"Oh my God, I actually saw alive!"

The cultivators of the Divine Baozong behind Murong Tie were very excited, looking at the young man with fiery eyes.

Murong Tie was also dumbfounded.

He stayed in this island for a long time. When he heard the news before, his first intuitive judgment was fake news.

However, after constant verification and learned that this was the truth, his worldview almost collapsed.

An Bulang's approach simply challenged his common sense and accomplished something that was impossible for the refiner. He really wanted to meet that legendary man, but he didn't expect his dream to come true so soon...

The world's number one refiner... is so young!

If the old men of Shenbaozong learn about this kind of thing, they won't be angry...

At this time, the refining masters behind Murong Tie had already surrounded them excitedly.

"Langshen, Langshen, do you still accept disciples? If accepting disciples, I can immediately betray the master!"

"Senior Bulang, how exactly does your Void Refining Technique operate? Why did you get such a mysterious and powerful inheritance? Would you consider starting a school in the future?"

"Senior Bulang, I admire you so much! Is your Void Swallowing Cluster still here? Can it be released to open our eyes?"

"I don't know what you think of the heaven-level magic weapon that must be forged by the power of heaven and earth fortune, and how do you think about the secondary transformation reaction of the life essence of the fired materials?

Refiners, you and me, UU reading www.uukánshu.com heard that the waves were about to explode.

"I'm here to help you break the formation. I don't care about everything else." An Bulang reiterated with a serious expression.

However, a group of refiners did not listen at all.

"What kind of formation is broken! Is there any fun to break the formation?"

"The refining tool is what a man should do!"

"The female mixer is also very cool." A female mixer said.

"Senior, you are the benchmark for all of our refiners, how can you not behave properly?"

"You are the master refiner, not the master of formation, don't join in the fun."

The monks of Shenbaozong are all enthusiastic.

They are straight men and women, they don't conceal their emotions, they just say whatever they think.

At this time, Elder Murong Tie pulled them away.

But Murong Tie also looked shocked, looking at An Bulang in disbelief, and said, "Senior Bulang, are you really going to break the formation?"

"Otherwise, why did I come here all the way? Do you come here to pretend to be forced?" An Bulang said helplessly.

Murong Tie still looked at An Bulang like a ghost: "I look like..."

An Bulang: "..."

The refining master and the formation mage are completely two unmatched professions.

The world's number one refining master came to the world's number one sect to help break the formation, don't say or don't know, once you say it, it really looks like a tune from a long distance!

However, Murong Tie's professionalism is still very strong. When the opponent comes, they all take the task. He can't help but let the opponent break the formation. He had to lead the way.

Generally speaking, craftsmen are very calm, rational, and prudent, otherwise they will not be able to practice magic weapons.

Therefore, An Bulang, as the world's number one refining master, shouldn't make any trouble.

Thinking about this, Murong Tie felt relieved again.