I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

Time treats me mercilessly, and I report time to song!

With this chant, all An Bulang's understanding of the years was exhausted.

This understanding is positive, upward, and full of infinite hope!

Years Daohua and Years Tombstone collided at this moment.

The world became quiet at this moment.

Time, space, energy, life, everything is frozen and stagnant, only years are intertwined and killed!

This is not simply a collision of Shinto techniques, but a collision of some kind of perception above the truth into Shinto.

Among other things, the four words above the truth are enough to make the world tremble and prove the terribleness of the two spells! !

Qiu Ming's years tombstone can bury everything.

He is confident that even if the gods who can open up the world and create heaven are here, he can bury them with one hand.

It is a pity that he met An Bulang, this enchanting evildoer who played his cards completely unreasonably!

Qiu Ming felt that he had set up a grave, and An Bulang could dance in the grave.

An Bulang is such a wave!

The collision between the Tombstone of the Years and the Daohua of the Years erupted into a certain unimaginable energy, and it easily shattered the avenue, and the entire Hongmeng Dao trembled violently, showing signs of collapse.

"Everything will pass away, everything will go to nothing, time has proved that everything is meaningless." Qiu Ming said sensibly.

An Bulang's eyes were firm, and he said in a cold voice: "My existence is meaning in itself!"

"Years and years will erase your meaning." Qiu Ming's life has been withered to the extreme, but his aura is also terrifying to the extreme, and the royal tombstone crashes into the strange world!

The Tombstone of the Years unleashes the power of the dark years, shrouded and spread, and the entire world is destroyed by the Stone of the Years. Life dies, matter annihilates, everything ceases to exist!

However, An Bulang releases the immortal Daoguang, which is gorgeous to the extreme, and life is to the extreme.

I don’t know when, the Taohua of the Years actually fell on the top of the tombstone of the Years, swaying and shining, glorifying the world!

"Kakka..."

The sound of cracking came from the tombstone of the years, seeming to be unable to hold it.

Qiu Ming's expression changed, a little lost, and she whispered to herself softly: "How could it be...years clearly represent death and nothingness. Hongmeng Universe can't stop the years, and many great emperors can't stop the years. Why are your flowers..."

An Bulang was shrouded in radiant light. It was the **** of the day, the immortal on earth, with one hand on the tombstone of the years.

His hands instantly withered, flesh and blood fell off, bones shattered, and then it seemed that his life would immediately fall.

But the flowers swayed over the years, releasing unprecedented brilliant light.

An Bulang's hand instantly recovered, possessing the miracle of life, and his spirit rose from the peak!

"Nothing is impossible."

An Bulang grinned: "If I can sing in the years, I will win."

Daohua bloomed with unprecedented brilliance.

Love and hate parting, joy, anger, sorrow, greed, hatred and ignorance...

All kinds of things in the world are releasing unprecedented brilliance at this moment.

Boom! !

The tombstone of the years collapsed.

A flower, crushing a tombstone!

The splendid brilliance of Daohua replaced everything.

Qiu Ming vomited blood and fell to the ground, his face still full of incredible.

"Even the flower of time, it should be buried by time. The end of the Tao of Hongmeng, the end of all things... My understanding should not be wrong. Why can your flower overwhelm the tombstone?"

Qiu Ming kept coughing up blood, his breath was languid, and he watched the boy come with flowers.

"Years are merciless, no matter how splendid the flower is, it will eventually wither...I don't understand, I don't understand where I am defeated..."

"That's because you don't understand life."

An Bulang looked at Qiu Ming who was haggard and godless, sighed slightly, and said.

"Life?" Qiu Ming stared at An Bulang blankly.

"Years can deprive everything and bring the universe to an end."

"But when the flowers are in full bloom, it can't control it. People have birth, old age, sickness and death, but when people are living seriously, they can't control it. When all things live out their lives, time can't control..."

"We are blooming, we are singing, and the years..."

An Bulang leaned down, looked at Qiu Ming, and smiled: "It's a fart!"

Qiu Ming trembled all over, and those words were like a thunderbolt in the sky, as if some mist had been stripped away.

He looked at the gorgeous young man, the young man whose spirit and spirit rose to the extreme, so dazzling and so yearning. Looking at my appearance again, the flesh, bones, and spirits are all rotten, and they are about to be buried in the soil...

Qiu Ming's eyes were red, and two lines of tears actually fell.

He was laughing: "I understand...hahaha, I understand..."

"It turns out that you are the one who really reached the end of Hongmeng... I didn't get wronged, I didn't get wronged..."

An Bulang sighed softly: "People live forever, things are impermanent, time is merciless, I am a sing. Parents and friends, can sing a song, when friends meet and know each other, you can sing a song, ask for the truth, can sing a song... "

The boy looked at Qiu Ming who was crying and laughing in front of him: "When you meet a respectable opponent, you can also sing a song."

He placed the flower of years on Qiu Ming's body.

The flowers are gorgeous and full of hope.

Even though it will wither eventually, it will live up to its splendor.

"Years can't take everything away, you and I are all years."

An Bulang looked at Qiu Ming and said seriously.

Qiu Ming's trembling hand held the flower of years tightly.

The flowers are extremely gorgeous, I don't know what color they are, but they are extremely beautiful.

He recalled many things, he was born with the atmosphere, and the purple aura swept the stars. He has someone he loves, he has a respected teacher, and he has formed a deep friendship with a group of friends and has a complete life.

He participated in the Great Competition of the Ten Thousand Worlds, and once stunned the Ten Thousand Worlds, climbed Hongmeng, and walked along the song, and was invincible all the way.

Fortunately, he also met his first opponent in his life.

Unfortunately, that was also his last opponent.

Qiu Ming was defeated. He thought that everything he had would return to the dust with his death.

Until he saw the gorgeous flowers in front of him.

The years Daohua disappeared, and the petals drifted away, disappearing before his eyes.

No matter how perfect and beautiful things are, they will pass away, just like beings in the world.

Qiu Ming watched the years and the flowers drift away, UU reading www.uukanshu. com looked at An Bulang and smiled, "Thank you."

An Bulang nodded slightly: "Go all the way."

The battle has come to an end.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the ending was so peaceful, with such a long rhyme.

Qiu Ming slowly closed his eyes, his body began to collapse and began to decay.

Years are merciless, he has already overdrawn everything, everything in his body has turned into dust and dissipated in the world.

Qiu Mingluo was defeated and died.

An Bulang stood in place, looking at the empty void, his mood was indescribably complicated.

After a long time, he recovered, showing a touch of vigor that a young man should have.

He raised his head, looked at the vastness of the Hongmeng Taoist, and looked at the end point where no one could be parallel with him, and smiled: "Finally...the summit is reached!"