I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

At first glance, below the array was a lively bazaar.

Many people in this market shop and shop, and even some people are bargaining enthusiastically, and the scene is unspeakably weird.

But the legendary **** offering mountain, but there is no trace!

Except for a piece of flat land, there is no shadow of the mountains at all.

"Shenji Mountain is hidden in the space fault. It can only be seen when it is open. Moreover, every time it appears, there will be an energy barrier that is naturally generated by the heavens and the earth. Four four-star life trainers must work together to remove it. turn on."

Su Xi explained indifferently that she had been trained by Mo Qiu to participate in the Trial of the God Sacrifice. Naturally, she knew this information well.

"As for the people below, because every time the mountain is opened, there are people who can get a lot of treasures from it. Many of them are of great use to life trainers, but to ordinary warriors, they are not very useful."

"Therefore, many life trainers set up stalls here, using the life soul seals they refined, or some other treasures, to exchange with the warriors who went in for adventure. Over time, the'God Sacrifice Black Market' was formed here. Not only was it the day when the mountain of God's offerings opened, but also in normal times, there was also a surging crowd. Almost half of the life trainers who fell in the sea of ​​God had been here."

Suddenly, Yang Lie nodded slightly.

"Haha! King of People, why didn't you come down since you came? Is it to show off your formation to Laozi?"

From a comfortable animal-skin chair underneath, a rough greeting came. The sound was like a cross between gold and iron, making people's eardrums hum.

Following the reputation, I saw that the speaker was actually a thin and dry old man. His entire body was blocked by animal skins, and his limbs were barely visible.

But for such a thin person, the aura from his body swallows the mountains and rivers!

He didn't have any extra posture, just like a wild beast, swallowing all those who dare to despise in one bite.

"How dare Mo Mou dare to be in front of King Man."

When Wang Moqiu saw this person, the cold and silent expression on his face faded a little, and he put a smile on his face, pressed the formation plate down, and walked towards the Barbarian King slowly.

He took a step like a star, his posture was not urgent, but the ground under his feet seemed to shrink to an inch. Several miles of land boundary was crossed easily.

Yang Lie's eyes condensed, and there was a sense of caution in his heart!

Each star of the soul realm can be roughly divided into Xiaocheng, Dacheng, and Consummation, although this Moqiu is only a four-star Xiaocheng. But his mastery of "I think is the law" is extremely transparent, and he has clearly reached an extremely peak state.

From the knowledge gained from Mu Yi's inheritance, it can be seen that Mo Qiu's foundation is extremely solid, and what he lacks is only a higher level of perception!

As long as he gets enough crystals of Fa-Mind, Mo Qiu's Mind-power cultivation will be able to advance by leaps and bounds, quickly reaching a level that he can't even reach.

"Laugh!"

The Man King stood up suddenly, with a simple movement, but it seemed that a mountain flew up with it, shaking the space! He sneered lightly at the tip of his nose: "You are obviously upset, Lao Tzu, but you have to smile pretendingly. Are you Mo Qiu making a laugh?"

"boom!"

Seeing that he didn't have any gestures, Mo Qiu suddenly had an animal skin drum in front of him. The whole body of this big drum is light brown, with a strange shape, and there are nine holes around the drum.

A heavy and mysterious array pattern was continuously spitting out from those holes, and the array pattern was rotating every moment, constantly producing all sorts of wonderful changes.

A very low and slight voice sounded, and the majestic energy contained in these holes would be enough to turn dozens of miles into fly ash if it broke out!

"Soul Secret Art!"

Yang Lie's eyes were violent, and the barbarian king was clearly using a soul secret technique, not a profound weapon. It can be estimated by just looking at the pattern on the surface of the big drum. If you want to visualize it completely, the soul power needed to consume will be an astronomical number!

"Zhan Jiuqiong! Is there nowhere for your energy to vent?" Mo Qiu was angry. To his surprise, he didn't mean to fight back, just stood quietly.

"Hey! Have fun, you are so boring."

The Barbarian King Zhan Jiuqi smiled weirdly, and the murderous skin drum disappeared abruptly as it came.

For all this, Mo Qiu seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and didn't care about it at all. He brushed his robe and sat down in a boundary parallel to the Barbarian King Tower. Yong Zhi had been serving long behind him, and he delivered a clean and perfect futon for him to sit cross-legged.

"Hey, this is Shura, isn't it? Hey, really a good seed. I heard that she has tossed the Demon King Tower hard enough. This time the God Sacrifice Trial must be able to win the prize for you Moqiu, right?" Zhan Jiu Qiong's eyes fell on Su Xi's face, as if to show her bones through.

Since coming to the vicinity of Shenji Mountain, Su Xi once again put on a bronze mask, restoring the daily appearance of the Lord Shura.

"The person chosen by the Man King is not weak, if I read it right, the disciple Meng Cang behind you is not far from the realm of cultivation, right?" Mo Qiu's eyes fell quietly behind the Man King Zhan Jiuqiong. , A young man with an unusually burly figure, like a giant elephant.

The young man had a simple expression, holding a heavy axe that was as high as a person. Hearing Mo Qiu mentioned that he didn't have any other expressions, he just smiled, a little shy in his smile.

However, people who know the history of the youth will never treat him lightly--

Meng Cang, the closed disciple accepted by Man Wang Zhan Jiuqiang himself.

Unlike Su Xi, who is a fast-moving half-step world king realm, Meng Cang has been taught by Zhan Jiuqiang since childhood. Although his talent is biased towards warriors, there are four-star life trainers who spare no effort to find various precious resources for him, and he is extremely talented.

After thirty years of cultivation, Meng Cang's cultivation base has been firmly established in the realm of the realm king, and only a few chances can start to attack the realm of the quasi realm king!

From five years ago, he began to step into the sight of all parties, and now no fewer than ten half-step realm kings have died under his "open sky mysterious iron axe."

"Hey, nowhere, there is still no way to compare with the Palace Master Shura appointed by your Mo Qiu. Well, I heard that your love general has four stars!"

Zhan Jiuqiong had to probe a few more words, suddenly his complexion changed, showing a bit of obsession, and muttered. "Come here, my goddess, my goddess."

He put his hands around his chest, his face flushed with excitement.

"Boom!"

A burst of anger hit his chest heavily, and Zhan Jiuqiang seemed to have no resistance at all, and was directly blown out and crashed into the animal skin.

His head crooked and he looked dying, and he seemed to have no strength to give a last word.

"Master!"

Mengcang was furious, and in his mind the master who raised him was a god, and he could not tolerate slight insults. It is undoubtedly a heinous crime for someone to dare to take the initiative to respect Chuang.

So, he opened his axe heavily, slashed out a mysterious arc.

With this blow, the source of the boundary force was surging, causing the axe body to burst into light, and the space of several hundred meters in a radius seemed to be cut off by one of the axe, and then it was hacked out together.

Yang Lie was secretly frightened, and this enchanting heavy axe was replaced face to face. If you don't use the Twelve Winged Heavenly Devil Secret Art at the bottom of the pressure box, it would be difficult to accept it.

"Idiot! Idiot!"

It is a pity that Meng Cang has no chance to shoot with this heavy axe.

Just now, Zhan Jiuqiang, who was still dying, jumped up and slapped his head heavily at the back of Mengcang: "Who told you to use the axe? This is your wife! How many times do I have to say it before you can remember? You? You have to break your master’s marriage and leave your master to be alone, right?”

Meng Cang was staggered by this slap, but his face was full of joy, and he hurriedly put away the heavy axe: "Master, you are always dead."

Zhan Jiuqiang made him roll his eyes with anger, and jumped up bitterly. The big horse monkey grabbed Meng Cang's head and throbbed with a violent crackle: "Have you ever seen a dead man with such a spirit as your master? I still need to keep these eighty catties of pork ribs to marry your wife."

"Zhan Jiuqiong! If you dare to say something crazy, I promise to shave all your eighty catties of ribs!"

Accompanied by a cold shout, a middle-aged beautiful woman slowly fell from mid-air. Her face is like a full moon, her features are not very beautiful, but she has a different and comfortable temperament, which is very attractive.

Behind her was a woman. She was in her early twenties, with an elegant posture, her nose and lips, and a very delicate beauty. With a jade cicada on her brows, her expression became even colder.

"Hey, Qiushi, what crazy things, I'm all from the bottom of my heart, if there is a half-word, tell me to thunder, not to die." Zhan Jiuqiong curse swears.

The middle-aged beautiful woman didn't bother to care about him anymore, and found a place to sit down. She looked lonely and peerless, even if she didn't even care about Mo Qiu, she didn't even say hello.

"She is the master of the Sea King Tower'Xu Qiushi', and behind her should be the person'Jiang Fengchan' who entered the trial of the gods in the Sea King Tower this time." Su Xi said through the voice.

Over there, Zhan Jiuqiang looked miserable, and wanted to go up and talk a few words, but he was afraid of offending Xu Qiushi. For a moment, he ran around in anxious place, scratching his head.

Fortunately, a strong sound of breaking the sky came from the sky again, breaking the deadlock——

"call out!"

A slender man wearing a purple robe appeared on the spot. He has an extremely handsome appearance, his eyebrows fly diagonally into the temple, and there is a faint yellow light in his eyes.

The yellow light looked strange for a long time, and it turned like a star, like a whirlpool, trying to swallow people's minds.

This person is the "Winter Sinking Sand" of the Demon King Tower!

"It turns out that they are all here. It seems that the three of you are paying great attention to this trial of the **** sacrifice."

The voice of Shensha in Winter is very strange, every word seems to be filled with lead and mercury, and it is astonishingly heavy. He stepped forward slowly, just waiting to speak, suddenly his expression condensed, and a murderous look broke through the sky!

Look at its direction, facing Yang Lie!