I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

An Bulang self-proclaimed ordinary nether monk, once again stimulated the self-esteem of Chaoyang Saint Sect disciples.

He is an ordinary nether monk, so what are Qinghe and Qingxue who were defeated by ordinary nether monks? Qingxue is a candidate for the Saint Sect of Chaoyang, don't the heavenly arrogances of Saint Sect of Chaoyang shame?

"An Lang... You deceived so much! I won't let you go!"

Qingxue fell on the ground, his face flushed and swollen, his teeth leaked, and said viciously.

"How dare I humiliate my Chaoyang Saint Sect..." Qinghe was also very angry.

An Bulang sighed and said aggrieved: "I am confused. It is you who keep claiming that we are the monks of the lower realm. Now that I call myself a monk of the lower realms, you are so angry again. What do you want me to do?"

The young man called a grievance. As a result, the words fell in the ears of some Tianjiao, as if they had been slapped a few more times, but they couldn't say anything more, they were holding their breath in their hearts, and they were almost suffocating their demons.

The two mysterious immortals who were eating melons and watching from Saint Sect Chaoyang also ended.

They all came to mediate and calm the emotions of the two Tianjiao, especially Qingxue's rather coquettish second generation of immortals, so as not to do anything unusual to the monks from Hongmeng Continent.

At the same time, the eyes of the two Xuanxians looking at the young man were also surprised, and it was obviously difficult to understand why such an evil spirit appeared in the lower realm.

"Regardless of the background and origin of this Anlang, we will try our best not to offend it." In the depths of the red peaks, a true celestial celestial body passed into the Taoist temple through the sound transmission in the dark. In Wei Xuanxian's ears, even Beiyang Shengzi was warned by the sound transmission.

Beiyang Shengzi frowned, looking at the white-clothed boy in front of him, feeling a little unhappy.

Although many Tianjiao were still angry, this competition ended after the mediation of the elders of Xuanxian.

The competition is over.

But the storm did not stop at all.

The defeat of Qinghe and Qingxue swept the entire Chaoyang Saint Sect like a hurricane.

"What? Senior Sister Qingxue lost to a monk in the lower realm?"

"Oh my god, my goddess was beaten into a pig's head? This is unbearable!"

"That monk named An Lang, dare to look down on my Chaoyang Saint Sect? I want to give him an education!"

The Tianjiao of the Chaoyang Saint Sect were extremely angry. They did not despise the monks from the lower realm, but their hostility increased a lot.

Along the way, Wang Feng and Wang Wenjun of Wentian clan were very depressed.

Even they felt a lot of hostile eyes.

"No... Fellow Anlang, would you go too far in doing this? It's not cost-effective to let such a behemoth bear hatred, we seem to be hostile by many sect tianjiao..." Wang Wenjun said with a sad face.

Although An Bulang breathed a sigh of relief for them, the days of joining Chaoyang Saint Sect in the future will probably be even more sad.

"Why don't you...you be soft? Make peace with Saint Sect Chaoyang?" Wang Feng looked at the young man pleadingly.

An Bulang smiled directly when he heard the words: "Serve soft? You have to know that when you lick the Saint Sect Chaoyang, Saint Sect Chaoyang will have a better attitude towards you, but he wants to make Saint Sect Chaoyang value you. They can’t do it at all. When they see you as an enemy, it means you are truly valued!"

The two gangsters of the Wentian clan were thoughtful when they heard the words, and then continued to grieve.

They really don't want this kind of attention!

Even if the gods of Bulang say it is a dog licking, they actually want to...and want to...lick everything!

I have to say that this is the difference between the thinking of the strong and the weak.

However, Langmeng and others did not have the slightest surprise.

An Bulang came to this place that looked down on them everywhere. It would be strange if he didn't do something.

Zell said this is a basic operation.

Although Nalan Jinli was a little panicked, he should have no fear of guessing An Bulang's identity.

Even if it is a poetry of ink, I feel that there are young people around, and I feel particularly safe, and I am not worried at all.

Jun Shi was even more heartless, and followed the young man. He asked if he could eat something when he saw something. Xuanxian Qing Hai always replied with a dark face that he could not eat.

"Oh, my Supreme Heavenly Sovereign, you can't eat this, nor can you eat that, what else is good about Saint Sect Chaoyang?"

Qing Hai couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "If you have the ability, you can eat the dirt for me!"

In this way, Shengzong Chaoyang lost a large piece of land forever...

The monks of Saint Sect Chaoyang were shocked on the spot. Are the monks of the lower realm provoking Saint Sect Chaoyang, and have actually begun to eat away at their sect territory?

In the sky across the day, there are many Chifeng mountains, and large fire-burning fairy clouds linger between the peaks, making them gorgeous and beautiful.

Powerful spirit beasts are active in the mountains, and alive birds fly across the sky, playing and playing, sometimes there are immortals standing in the clouds, enlightening Taoism, and attracting mysterious sounds. Occasionally, there is a legendary fairy beast that covers the sky and swells in the sky, giving it a majestic and majestic fairy family atmosphere.

This is a sight never seen in Hongmeng Continent.

Wang Feng and Wang Wenjun from the Wentian clan were fascinated.

Even Zell and others are feeling very emotional.

"This place...it must be a lot of babies..."

Nalan Jinli swayed the dragon's body, stared at the nine-color dragon pupil, salivating from the corner of her mouth.

Qing Hai looked at the extremely rich white dragon next to him, and smiled: "If you stay in the Chaoyang Saint Sect, and if you can successfully overcome the catastrophe and become a true dragon, you will have the opportunity to enter our Chaoyang Saint Realm to experience the real fairy. The weapon is waiting for you to fight for! There are five Wuzhu Immortal artifacts in Chaoyang Saint Realm alone."

Immortal tools, this is the treasure of incomparable temptation to immortals!

Xuanxian Qinghe is tempting Nalan Jinli.

Nalan Jinli was really obsessed, but she glanced at the young man on her body and gave a bit of silver teeth, but did not express her position.

This is what makes Qinghedan hurt.

Except for the two members of the Wentian clan, the rest of the members of the Cross Tribulation seem to be following the young man. The young man’s fate determines their fate. Even if the temptation of such a great immortal family force, they can’t change them. idea.

Qing Hai originally wanted to use Chaoyang Shengzong Tianjiao's hand to let them recognize the gap and stimulate them to make up their minds to stay in Chaoyang Shengzong, but now it's better, the gap is recognized, but it was this young man in white that made them recognize the gap... …

How could such a demon like him appear in the lower realm?

Saint Sect Chaoyang finally had the opportunity to leave the Hongmeng Continent's luck, so should they just let them leave like this?

If he knew that the white-clothed boy was so powerful, he would not tacitly allow these people to participate in the competition before he said nothing, so that he might be able to build a good impression and change the perception of these people in a subtle way.

At this moment, Qinghe still insisted on taking them to visit, and was accompanied by a group of Tianjiao.

Candidate Qingxue was cheated by An Bulang, and the other candidate Qingyue was on top.

This must be the meaning of the above.

Qingyue wore a black dress and fluttered, her skin was crystal clear and white, her jade feet stepped on the ground, and the mysterious ripples appeared.

She has a cold temperament, but with a bit of natural charm, her smile is extremely friendly and touching, and she does not mess up, and can treat An Bulang and others as equals, which is much better than Qingxue.

If Qingxue is the second generation of immortals, Qingyue is actually the best choice as the company.

"Daoist Anlang, you are really amazing, how did you practice in Hongmeng Continent?"

"Practice it casually."

Qingyue looked at the white-clothed boy in admiration, pouting her ruddy mouth, and said with a slight inferiority: "It's so enviable, unlike me, who occupies the top spiritual resources and enjoys the top ten sanctuary The first-class cultivation environment and cultivation techniques, as well as the fairy teacher, the result is not as good as you, I am really stupid..."

The appearance of this wave of self-confessed counseling is particularly pitiful.

The Tianjiao next to them all sounded crumbled, let alone the protagonist's tranquility. You know that there is a dignified candidate for the saint, even the saint child does not have this treatment, why is this unwavering?

The young man was surrounded by the extremely beautiful Qingyue somehow, and was inexplicably envied and jealous by a group of men.

When Wang Feng and Wang Wenjun saw An Bulang surrounded by the candidate saints, they were all in a daze. For some reason, they remembered the words of the young man: Only by becoming their enemy can they be valued by them. There is no future for licking a dog.

Now An Bulang is the enemy of many Chaoyang Saint Sect Tianjiao, right?

But he was able to talk and laugh with a glamorous and high-ranking saint, and even the saint surrounded him tenderly, all of which seemed to be in a dream.

This is the treatment of people with real strength, no matter where they are, they can shine...

The last stop everyone visited was the Immortal Dojo.

It is a place where the spirits are beautiful, and the immortal spirit is like a red dragon.

There are four immortals practicing in the immortal dojo.

Three of them are Xuanxian, and there is actually one who is true.

The true fairy was fluttering with flames and red hair, surrounded by countless auspiciousness, and his temperament was misty and dusty. The sunset over the river, the miraculous vision of picking the stars and taking the moon manifested, turning the entire dojo into his dominating world. Numerous profound and infinite Taoist rhymes are intertwined like lotus, which can easily open up a world.

"He is the great elder of our sect, Jiu Ming true immortal!"

"When you arrive in the real fairyland, it is not a problem to cross a star sea, dominate the universe and galaxies. The Jiuming True Immortal once smelted nine real suns into the flesh, forming the rare Nine Sun King Body!"

Qing Hai looked at the true fairy with respect.

The mighty power from Hongmeng Continent couldn't help but exclaim.

Even Jun Shi was stunned.

Isn't this the equivalent of eating nine suns?

This is a real macho!

Zell hid beside An Bulang with a little fear, Bai Long shrank a little nervously.

Asking the mighty power of the Tian family, almost wanted to kneel down again.

This kind of existence only exists in mythology, and I didn't expect to see it today.

Seeing the reactions of everyone in Langmeng, Qing Hai looked satisfied.

Only by demonstrating the true power of some Chaoyang Saint Sect, can these proud monks know their status and the gap with Chaoyang Saint Sect!

On the side, Qingyue reminded An Bulang in a low voice: "Daoist Anlang, you have to be careful, Jiu Ming Zhenxue is Qingxue's father..."

The voice just fell.

The Jiu Ming True Immortal, who was sitting cross-legged and comprehending the true meaning of Tao, opened his eyes like the sun, and his eyes fell on the white-clothed young man.