I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

Anbulang is invincible across the battlefield.

He became the only light of hope for desperate monks on the battlefield.

The basalt presses the sky.

An Bulang turned into a dark basalt, crushing thousands of mountains, pressing the sea backwards, the sun and the moon turned upside down, crushing a chaotic monster into powder.

"Why does his Xuanwu Taoism use it more powerfully than mine?" The Sixiang Taoist demon was shocked again.

After the young man killed five chaotic monsters in succession, the last chaotic monster roared and attacked the young man.

The chaotic monster seemed to activate a certain potential and became extremely terrifying. With a body of thousands of feet, covering the sky and obscuring the sun, the corpses of tens of thousands of powerful men broke out with a destructive aura at the same time, and fell towards the young man, as if it had landed on a large area of ​​Chaos Asura .

An unwavering face without fear, like the Asura God of War facing the hell, his fists bloomed with a thousand powers, the glow of the sky, the dragon bones changed with all his strength, a solid nine-day dragon was shot out, and the dragon power shattered the sky, directly Will penetrate a large area of ​​Chaos Shura Hell.

Bang!

The void has been beaten distorted.

The body of the chaotic monster was penetrated by the real dragon, and then crushed by the endless power of the dragon. The chaos in the body was penetrated by the teenager, and the body quickly dissipated and annihilated without leaving a trace.

The last chaotic monster was also killed by the boy.

That heroic and heroic figure that will win in battle stands proudly in the sky and is admired by thousands of people.

Countless leaders of great sects looked at the young man as if they were looking at a legend, an unsurpassable legend, and an unclimbable peak.

"After this battle, the son of Bulang will probably become famous in the first battle."

"Is the son of Bulang a person who lacks fame? He has already become famous in the mainland, okay!"

"Uh……"

"By the way, now that all the monsters have been killed, should we run away?"

Just when the monks were hesitant to flee immediately, with the fall of the Chaos Mermaid and the Chaos Monster, the fog on the fog island in front of him lost its power support and began to slowly dissipate on its own, revealing the original face inside.

Xianguang became more concentrated.

Attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone saw an island full of life like a fairyland, with hundreds of miles of auspicious clouds, flying springs and waterfalls, swaying spiritual trees, and thousands of flowers growing, and there were strange and charming little beasts active.

The rich spiritual aura and the ethereal and supreme celestial aura blended and spread, washing the lives and souls of sentient beings, making them intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

"Xianyuan, I saw Xianyuan!"

"On that tower, what we have is what we have been looking for!"

"If we get it, maybe we can immediately become Fei Xian!"

Some monks' breathing has become rapid, and their pupils are looking at the center of the island fiercely.

In the center of the island, there is a hazy tower, which releases incomparably seductive light. In the eyes of the monks, that light is a fairy light, a fairy light that transcends everything in the world!

For a monk, the temptation is extremely huge.

"The fairy light is so rich, there must be a huge fairy fate in the tower!"

"Maybe there is an elixir in it, just eat one and you can instantly become a flying fairy!!"

"Hurry up, if you are slow, you will be boarded by others quickly!"

All the powerhouses have all left behind the escape, and only the immortal fate is in their eyes.

"Calm down, everyone, it's not the fairy light, but the light of chaos. In front is the light of chaos. As long as you enter the lighthouse, you will definitely be decomposed into chaos by the lighthouse and fall completely!" An Bulang suddenly said.

All the strong men on the field were stagnant when they heard the words, and looked at the lighthouse in front of them with entangled faces.

Xuelian Zhixing was at the forefront of the battleship, with a look of emotion, and said: "Our Purple Star Empire has accumulated a reputation for so long, and no one believes what we say. Now An Bulang speaks, everything stops..."

Qian Yu calmly said: "An Bulang's position in the minds of these cultivators is unparalleled, and it has even reached the point where it can affect the enemy's chaotic power..."

Anbulang Yukong rushed to the lighthouse of the island first.

He knew that just a few words from him were not enough to make the monks give up. He had to get rid of the chaos lighthouse before the power of the chaos lighthouse subtly penetrated into other people's bodies had erupted!

The powerhouses could see the young man moving. Even though some people knew that the lighthouse was mostly fraudulent, they couldn't help but follow the young man to fly forward, thinking what if the lighthouse was really a huge immortal treasure?

What is it? Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case!

When An Bulang saw the monks who followed, he sighed in his heart that he could not dissuade them.

Only when he entered the range of the island, a monk rushed towards the lighthouse like crazy, his eyes were full of obsessiveness and madness, and he didn't have any conscious mind at all.

The tower is shrouded in chaos, and it is hazy, really like a misty fairy tower. The chaotic light released can radiate and affect all living creatures, and the range can reach hundreds of millions of miles. The closer the distance, the greater the impact.

An Bulang is a natural chaotic immortal body, which can resist this force. And the other cultivators on the field, let alone those who weren't even the tribulation period, even Dabai and Xuanyuanyu did not dare to act without authorization.

Rumble!

The tower vibrated, and the gushing chaotic light became more intense.

Some strong men who listened to An Bulang's words and were not close to Kirishima suddenly had their pupils full of chaos and destruction, and began to kill each other against the people beside them.

"Kill! Kill all!!"

"The monster will die!"

"Hahaha...Kill!"

The monks were all crazy, and they killed the people beside them.

A supreme master with a strong cultivation base even killed all the disciples and elders beside him, just like an unparalleled demon king, killing everything.

An Bulang flew to the Chaos Lighthouse with all his might, but it was still too late.

Too many monks have fallen one after another, blood and death permeated the entire sea.

The Chaos Demon Race pitted and killed a large number of top powerhouses on the Hongmeng Continent without a single soldier.

There was another violent shock.

The Chaos Lighthouse releases dim energy, forming a supreme demon.

Its shape is distorted, like a ball of rotten balls. It is made up of the essence of hundreds of thousands of powerful corpses and the aura of chaos. The terrifying magic power can crush the sky.

The Chaos Demon roared, and the screams of countless creatures screamed directly into the restless brain, filled with a huge amount of negative emotions. If it is the normal power of the tribulation period, it will instantly become crazy.

An Bulang resists chaos with the realm of waves, immortal seal with one hand, the momentum is swelling like the wind, and the fairy rhyme manifests the sky: "Xianshu·Daluo Xianzhang!"

A big Luoxianzhang that enveloped the world appeared.

The palm of the hand covers the sky for hundreds of miles, the whole body is pure white, and the surface is interwoven with a large number of golden Dao patterns, intertwined with a large piece of law and principle, encompassing the world and everything in the palm, and can crush everything.

This technique was performed by An Bulang. Although it was not a complete immortal technique, his natural chaotic immortal body actually intercepted a piece of immortal rhyme, turning the palm of his hand into an immortal rhyme long, extremely terrifying.

The monks saw their bodies trembling at this moment, as if the palms in front of them could really smash a world with one palm.

The Chaos Demon was smashed to pieces by the palm of his hand before he even shot.

Immediately afterwards, Daluo's fairy palm continued to fall, breaking the chaotic light, and pressing hard against the chaotic lighthouse.

The chaotic lighthouse trembled violently, and countless brilliance bloomed, trying to resist the immortal power of that palm.

But this palm is too strong, even the world can be crushed, and the sky is shaken during the shooting, the sea is overturned, and the island is like a fairyland, the mountains collapse and everything is annihilated!

Kaka...

A lot of cracks appeared in the Chaos Lighthouse.

In the end, the chaotic light was shaken away, the tower burst, and the big Luo Immortal Palm suppressed and fell again, and the entire island was shot to pieces, completely erasing it from the sea.

The fairy light dissipated.

Everything was smoothed by the boy's palm.

The monks who had killed the red eyes recovered their minds.

They looked at their **** hands in a trance, some of them showed horror, some of them wept bitterly, and several powerful monks saw that they had killed the closest person, their Taoism collapsed, and they chose to commit suicide.

This is a real tragedy.

A miserable world with no solution.

An Bulang looked at the powerful men who had broken down because of guilt and grief, and even committed suicide with hatred. He also sighed and shook his head, and could not do anything to relieve their pain.

"Ugly lion, you can't eat that thing, Wang!" Da Bai suddenly exclaimed.

At this time, Jun Lion was already eating the flesh and blood of the dead Chaos Demon, and when he heard the sound, he looked up at the Snow White Dog.

It looked puzzled: "Oh, my dear Dabai, this thing is old and delicious, although it is all condensed by the flesh and blood of the practitioner, but because of the power of chaos, it bites like a snow cow on a mountain, flexible It's chewy and extremely filling, why can't you eat it?"

Dabai covered his head: "The power of Chaos is not so easy to absorb. Although gluttonous said that it can swallow everything, you have to have a degree, Wang!"

"I've seen a gluttonous beast who wanted to swallow the body of a powerful Chaos Demon God, and it ended up holding itself to death. Although your gluttonous bloodline is very pure, you have a limited cultivation base. If you forcefully devour the chaotic power, it is easy to be Chaos backlashes to death..."

"Ah? What should I do? I just ate a little, should I be okay?" Jun Shi was taken aback, and the chaotic demon's flesh and blood in his mouth suddenly disappeared.

"The food eaten by gluttonous food cannot be vomited out, and after inhaling the chaotic power, whether it is digested or not has much to do with the amount eaten. Indigestibility means death. If you digest it, you can live. It depends on your good fortune." Da Bai Explained sympathetically. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Boom!

Junshi seemed to be struck by thunder and thunderbolt.

It has a dull face and tears in its eyes.

"My supreme heavenly Lord, will my handsome life end like this?"

Everyone in Langmeng looked at Jun Shi with sympathy, and some had already moved forward to comfort.

An Bulang was also touched in his heart, somewhat reluctant to bear this friend.

He was trying to comfort him, suddenly his expression changed: "Xiaojun, why are you still eating?!"

In front of An Bulang, Junshi suddenly ate and drank at the body of the Chaos Demon in front of him.

While eating wildly at the corpse of the Chaos Demon, Jun Lion said angrily: "Woo...I'm not reconciled. Even if I am dead, Jun Lion will be a ghost!!"

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