I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

The King of Light and the King of Spirits successfully entered the Hongmeng Continent!

What does it mean for these two true immortals to enter the Hongmeng Continent?

Many people may not have a specific concept.

But if it is said that the profound immortals and gods who can easily sweep all the strong on the Hongmeng Continent must respect them as kings, it is enough to know how terrifying they are.

This gap can no longer be filled by the number of monks.

They even only need a single thought to be able to obliterate a tribulation powerhouse who crosses the continent.

The terrifying coercion caused the strong men of Cangyun Dao Palace to vomit blood and kneel.

Bright sky, psychic energy like tide.

The two beings who can be kings even in the existence of the immortal level walk towards the Cangyun Taoist Palace step by step.

The King of Light and the King of Spiritual God did not kill, because they were afraid that a large-scale killing would stimulate the imperial rule, making them the target of the immortal ruler.

They just cast hostile eyes on Anbulang.

An Bulang's strength is indeed very strong, but in front of these two existences, he is still as small as an ant, no matter how he deduces the battle, he cannot come to a win.

He will undoubtedly lose in this battle!

An Bulang felt his body trembling.

His blood is clotting.

Being oppressed by the existence of two true immortals, the space is frozen. The power of this space surpasses all energies and can freeze everything in a fixed domain to stillness.

An Bulang discovered that he had lost even the power to act on his own. This was a very terrifying thing, which meant that he could do nothing but let the other party do whatever he wanted.

"It's you... Did you kill the Shenji Xuanxian?" The Spirit God King stepped onto the void and said in a condescending manner.

"Ask so much what you are doing, kill him, turn him into a light particle, and you can naturally read all the news..." King Guangming spoke lightly, with a cold expression on his face. It wants to squeeze to death, just as ants have been squeezed to death.

"That's right, killing an ordinary creature is nothing but an attack from the Emperor." The Spirit God King nodded.

In front of the two kings, there is no immortal existence, no matter how powerful they are, they can only be called ordinary in their eyes. The only difference is the small ant and the slightly larger ant.

It's not a wave of peace. At most, it is a big flying ant. It is a little troublesome to deal with, and it may take a slap.

"I'll kill!" King Guangming rushed to An Bulang first.

Its palm bursts out with incomparably sacred golden light, like a big golden ball of light. The golden ball of light is intertwined with a large number of mysterious laws of light, which can reconstruct the world, breed infinite light and hope, and can also transfer all tangible matter. Turned into light particles that can be absorbed by it.

"This is the magical world ball of the King of Light of Crossing Soul!"

"It is said that once the Bright World Ball comes out, it can easily turn the enemy into light particles and form characteristic nutrients for it to absorb. This trick can easily kill the immortal existence. I didn't expect it to use this trick to deal with the white-clothed boy. Isn't this hitting mosquitoes with a cannon?"

"That young man can die under such top-level light divine art, it is not a loss."

In addition to the caves in the sky, a group of realm powerhouses who are still paying attention to this battle start to marvel.

An Bulang could not move, he felt the terrifying power that suffocated him from that magic trick.

Too strong.

Even if he was shocked by the body, facing such a terrifying power, he would be turned into a light particle in one blow!

Can't stop, really can't stop...

An Bulang was very anxious, but could not figure out a way to deal with it.

In the face of absolute power, any method looks so pale!

The King of Soul Crossing had an indifferent expression, as if he was doing an extremely common thing. In the next moment, the little monk in front of him would be turned into a particle of light, and the heart of the Hongmeng universe would definitely have fallen.

This is the king, you don't need to explain anything when you do anything, and any strong person can do anything in front of it.

However, in the next moment, an even more terrifying breath actually enveloped it.

"Hugh will hurt my son!"

An extremely pleasant and angry clear drink came from outside the sky.

The King of Soul Crossing Guangming felt the endless emperor's prestige, covering its body, and the angry anger seemed to swallow it in the next moment.

"how is this possible……"

Its expression ranges from indifferent to shocked.

It wants to move, but it feels completely unable to move, just like the situation encountered by An Bulang!

In the next moment, the crimson Suzaku's light fell from the sky.

It illuminates a realm, intertwined with supreme truth, and even the emperor of the Hongmeng Universe makes way for it.

The expression of the King of Light of Crossing Soul became even more shocked: "Emperor Vermilion... you are a great emperor, and you actually showed me..."

Before he finished speaking, the King of Soul Crossing Light was burned by the terrifying Suzaku's light.

The King of Light Crossing Soul, who was powerful enough to cross the stars and seas, only came to let out a scream, and his soul flew away.

The Lingshen King watching the play on the side saw this scene and was immediately scared to death.

It used a secret method to escape without saying a word, but the light of the Vermillion Bird, as if it had life, came back in the void, drew out a brilliant red track like peerless elegance, and hit the Spirit God King in the blink of an eye.

The outrageously powerful Spirit God King was annihilated by the Suzaku's light only with a sigh of time.

The two cosmic-class experts who came to the Hongmeng Continent after experiencing all kinds of difficulties just fell.

The light of Suzaku turned into an illusory figure of a woman in Tsing Yi.

Almost all living creatures saw the endless graceful figure at this moment, she was so noble, so perfect, as if to gather the billions of stars of the universe on the woman.

Yes, just an illusory figure is so beautiful and powerful, as if to imprint all the sacred and invincible spirit in the hearts of sentient beings.

What made everyone unbelievable was that such a woman who was strong enough to stand on the top of the universe turned her eyes to the boy in white.

She smiled a little spoilt at the white-clothed boy, blinked her eyes playfully, and softly said, "Lang'er, you did a good job. Don't worry about other things, just come when the mother is done with these annoying things. I'm looking for you."

"Ok... mother." An Bulang's eyes were red, and he nodded gently.

He wants to face all the difficulties independently and wants to grow with his own strength. But when encountering an insolvable life and death crisis, the mother suddenly appeared in front of him in an invincible posture, saving his life, even if it was only transformed by the distraction of power, it still greatly touched the heart and soul of the young man.

The Tsing Yi woman disappeared.

The white-clothed boy was alone in the Cangyun Taoist Palace, looking up at the hole in the sky, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

The last fight of the digital supreme-level existence was also resolved under the absolute power of the Suzaku Empress.

Facts have proved that the Supremes are also in a crisis of battle, otherwise his mother would not be able to separate the strength to relieve him.

This war may not be over.

The cultivators of Cangyun Taoist Palace looked at the white-clothed young man in shock.

The woman in Tsing Yi was unimaginably powerful before, from the aura of the arrogant Nine Heavens, she might be a great emperor, and that great emperor actually called the boy in white clothes, this...

Some ancestors only feel that their scalp is numb.

Even those who were mentally prepared for the Daoists were extremely trembling. They had thought that An Bulang was the second generation of immortals, but they did not expect that the background of the second generation of immortals was so big.

Is it possible that An Bulang is also an emperor?

Thinking of this, countless people are not calm.

How honorable is the emperor’s status, and how important is his fate, but why is the young man so sloppy, as if the grassroots monk is going to fight for opportunities, there are other safe ways to practice...really not Do you take your own life seriously?

No one can answer this question anymore.

When everyone looked at the peerless figure in white clothes, they only felt that the young man's back was getting taller and taller.

Ye Feilian looked at that figure with a smile on his vicissitudes of life, and murmured: "The emperor or the imperial son is really not that important. At this moment, he is safe and unwavering. That is to save the Hongmeng Continent from danger The great hero..."

The words of Taoist Mu immortal made many people wake up.

Yes, is the identity of a teenager really that important?

In the eyes of all the arrogances of the Cangyun Taoist Palace, he is just the great hero who desperately fights immortals with the strength of mortals for the mainland! His myth will eventually be cast in his name!

Not an emperor, but a godless son! !

In the cave outside the sky, there has never been an unwilling roar from the supreme.

Immediately afterwards, the endless Suzaku sacred flame burned the sea of ​​stars and burned the Great Avenue of Heaven and Earth.

The sound of fighting became smaller and smaller.

The emperor who was blessed on the Hongmeng Continent once again exploded with shocking power to repair the cracks in the sky.

The chaotic, dangerous and terrifying breath from outside the domain disappeared.

Heaven and earth returned to peace again.

The white-clothed boy still stood in place, looking up at the sky.

Behind him, one voice began to sound.

"Non-wave God!"

"The Son of No Wave!!"

"The Son of No Wave!!"

The elders of Tianjiao from the top sect families have spontaneously called out this name.

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They are grateful, they admire, and in their minds, An Bulang is the great hero who saves the mainland!

"Master, in the future, I will also become a person like the Son of God, I want to follow in his footsteps and be an upright monk!" A young man said very seriously, clenching his fists.

The boy in white had a heart move, he turned around, looked at the young Tianjiao, and smiled.

The smile is not amazing, but it is like a spring breeze, which makes people very comfortable.

An Bulang Dao Xin became extremely transparent at this moment.

He knows that he can be remembered by being himself.

Even if he is like this, he can be a role model for countless talents.

They do not envy his identity, but admire what he knows and does.

The Son of Bulang is the title engraved in the hearts of the sentient beings in Hongmeng Continent!