I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

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Bai Bai tried his best to fight for An Bulang's freedom for a moment, and even suffered a heavy blow.

And An Bulang, did not use great magical power, did not escape, did not fight, but worshipped at the golden body statue of Qingxuan Zhenren!

What is this for, want to be soft and beg for mercy?

Bai Bai, Hong Lin'er, and Junshi are all incomprehensible to the scene before them.

But An Bulang knew very well that this was his last chance! It is also his best counterattack!

After all, Bai Bai's Shennian statue, which has been bred for countless years, was so bombarded by him! !

When the monk realizes God, God can perceive the world. God's mind goes up to the sky dome, down to the Nine Nethers, and even has the vision of direct reincarnation. Naturally, it also has the qualification to involve many gods.

It can accept incense and can accommodate merit, but it must also bear cause and effect.

Before An Bulang worshipped Bai Bai's statue, it was because Bai Bai's statue could not bear the cause and effect of An Bulang's worship. After all, not everyone's incense could be collected.

At this time, An Bulang thought with a smile, if he later encountered an unresolvable divine thought body, and when that divine thought body actively bullied him, he could try to worship and see if he could Explode it in the same way.

As long as he sincerely worships, there are no side effects. But if he is not sincere, even when he is bullied, he worships annoyingly, it seems to have unexpected consequences.

This involves luck, cause and effect, and numerology entanglement.

In short, it is a sentence.

Your God’s thoughts have bullied me and I’m going to go back, I’m going to go back and fight back with the big causal and big incense of my only son, the immortal emperor, to see if the other person can bear it!

The teenager bowed to the tall golden statue.

This scene seems to have entered a mysterious moment.

Everything between heaven and earth has become slow.

White boy, Wei An Jin Jin.

If you don’t know, you think it’s a teenager saluting piously to a certain god.

However, an unknown force came from the world.

The vast golden thoughts before, as if encountering something terrifying, suddenly flowed stagnation, and even began to contract quickly!

But it is too slow, it is too slow!

In other words, at the moment when An Bulang worshipped, it was too late to do anything! !

"Kaka Kaka..."

The crisp crackling echoed in the space.

Seeing that the statue of Confucianism, which arrogantly ignores the world's creatures and arrogant to everything, Jun Shi shuddered, as if he encountered something that he was afraid of. Then, cracks began to appear on Ru Sheng's face, and the cracks were expanding rapidly, and spread all over the body in the blink of an eye!

boom! ! !

Suddenly there was a loud bang.

The Confucian statue of Gundam Wei'an suddenly exploded in place!

Countless gravel scattered on the ground.

The power of golden thoughts completely dissipated into nothing.

Bai Bai, Jun Shi, and Hong Lin'er all felt that the desperate power shrouded in them disappeared, without any restraint.

All changes are so fast.

Soon they are still at a loss.

"Cough...what...what's going on..." Hong Lin'er looked up at the young boy in white standing next to him with a faint afterglow. Even though he was worshipping, he was still like a jade tree in the wind. Dust.

Although she doesn't know what is going on, she knows that An Bulang has once again created a miracle!

"Oh... my supreme god..." Jun Shi also looked at An Bulang, and unlike Hong Lin'er, in addition to its fiery and admiration, it also had unprecedented shock.

It knows how terrifying Qing Xuan Zhenren is, so he was even more shocked by this young man who can bomb all the statues of Qing Xuan Zhenren. This is obviously a certain situation that has exceeded his cognition.

Perhaps... It is not impossible to follow this young man and rebel against the high Xuan Xuanren who is as high as the clouds?

Bai Bai is the most calm of all people, but he is also stunned. At this time, he suddenly guessed how the Shennian statue that he had been pregnant for so many years was exploded.

An Bulang is definitely a profound and unfathomable master!

Everyone cast envious glances at An Bulang.

An Bulang slowly straightened his body, sighed softly in front of a pile of rubble, shook his head and said, "Ah... I can't bear it even for a week... My other backers are all It's useless, boring, really boring."

hiss……!

Bai Bai, Jun Shi and Hong Lin'er all took a breath.

Above the blood lake, golden blood flowed from the corners of Charles’s mouth again, and his face was covered with incomprehensible shocking colors, “lost? The master’s mind was actually crushed? No, how is this possible...”

At this time, what An Bulang and others did not know was.

Above Tianlongshen Mountain in the west of Hongmeng Continent.

Tens of thousands of monks wearing sun and moon star robe are sitting on a futon, with easy-going Confucian students paying homage to the piety and enthusiasm that cannot be described.

The Confucian student was dressed in plain clothes, and his face was peaceful, facing the direction of the sun. There were colorful lights lingering around him, and the gorgeous sunset glow was like a veil draped in his body, making him look extraordinarily dusty.

Suddenly, an invisible force descended from the sky, reaching his origin.

Suddenly, Confucianism seemed to see something extremely scary, and the peaceful face disappeared instantly, replaced by unimaginable consternation and fear. He saw a clear figure, which was very vague, and he didn't even bother him at all, just turned his back to him and looked into the distance.

A simple scene.

A simple back view.

The other party may not have noticed his gaze.

But it was because of his direct look.

Some peculiar involvement impressed him suddenly.

"puff……!!"

Confucian student spit out a sudden spit of blood.

The divine light dissipated, and the sunset faded.

He could no longer see the back, as if nothing had happened.

However, Confucian scholars have a tingling scalp feeling. Because the typhoid fever he suffered was real, and all this was because he gave a glance at the existence without permission!

"God! Real people are injured!"

"Master!"

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Some monks who noticed that Confucianism was injured all exclaimed.

"No problem." The monk dressed as Confucian suddenly stretched out his palm.

Suddenly, special effects appeared again on his body, and the divine light reappeared. Evening glow came to him again, setting him off as holy as a **** in the world.

"What I spit out is blood stained with vulgarity, but it's just an epiphany, and it has just opened up some of the divine veins." The Confucian student said lightly to the monks who were uncertain.

"Ah! Qing Xuan Zhen's humane law is sublime, which really opened my eyes."

"Congratulations to Master Daofa for improving again!"

The monks congratulated in a fanatical manner.

Confucian scholar continued to watch the falling sun, his face calm, but his heart was uneasy.

The back... what the **** is going on?

Just a glance hurt him.

Was this Dao caught sight of what horrible existence?

But he shouldn't have caused such a horrible existence!

No... he is not qualified to provoke this kind of existence! !

Confucianism is very confused and uneasy in the heart. After all, it is not a good thing to be related to such a horror beyond his cognitive existence.

It should have been accidentally contaminated with a little cause and effect.

It should be fine afterwards?

Confucian thought for a moment, and finally decided to act low-key for a period of time to avoid the limelight.

...

The bottom of the blood lake in blood grind purgatory.

An Bulang, with Hong Liner who was seriously injured, led into the light door of space under the leadership of Junshi. As he moved forward, there was a violent change of vertigo in space. The next moment, he appeared on the top of an unknown mountain.

The mountain tops are covered with white clouds and the breeze is blowing.

There are clear and translucent streams flowing along the mountain stream, verdant and lush old trees growing in the mountains, various exotic flowers and grasses all over, which embellish the surrounding environment beautifully.

"We finally came out..." Hong Lin'er looked at the scene before him, there was no particularly shocking scenery, but after experiencing a scene of flesh and blood hell, he felt that the surrounding environment at this moment was a fairyland.

She sucked the air outside greedily, feeling extra fresh and beautiful!

"Come on, take a pill to replenish qi."

A clear and warm voice rang from the ear.

Hong Lin'er looked up and saw the gentle smile of the teenager.

Life and death, escape from hell.

Under the white clouds, the top of the sky.

The teenager has a good-looking smile~www.wuxiaspot.com~ took the initiative to hand a Qi-filling medicine to her. In this situation, she just wanted to give the teenager a hug! Although she is already hugging.

An Bulang looked at the woman who didn't receive his panacea and was still holding her arms in some attachment, frowning, "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Dry." Honglin Erdai raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes soft.

An Bulang looked at the black question mark "What are you doing?"

Hong Liner said crisply, "Fuck me."

An Bulang "..."

Nima!

In the blood-helling **** is as weak as a sheep, does it float as soon as it comes out?

Seeing the teenager's consternation, Hong Lin'er suddenly threw out his tongue, let go of the arms around the teenager, grabbed the immortal medicine, swallowed it without thinking, and gave a silver bell-like laughter, Xiao Yinyin said, "Hee hee... make a joke, thanks."

"You will show me this joke next time. Believe it or not, you can't laugh."

An Bulang's eyes were sharp, and he spoke lightly.

Honglin'er's eyes are full of autumn light, covering her chest with one hand, and pointing at the pink lips with one hand, so she was surprised and said, "Why are you so serious? If I still want to joke with you, what do you want to do?"

An Bulang looked at the straight-eyed gaze, and felt that the woman was indeed a little floating. He immediately stepped forward and hugged Hong Lin'er's delicate and soft waist like a wicker.

"You..." Hong Lin'er's eyes widened, but she did not expect An Bulang to really move her hand. She struggled symbolically, but found that the young man's hand was extremely powerful and could not make it.

"Woman, you are playing with fire."

An Bulang's body is getting closer and closer.

A touch of Hongxia appeared on Hong Lin'er's pretty face, and then she saw a pure golden flame suddenly appear in An Bulang's palm, and suddenly shot down on Hong Lin'er's heart!

boom! ! !