I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

Tianyang Mountain, a series of flame explosions, shaking the mountain.

　　In Jiuyang Xianzong, a blazing flame ascended the ladder and even distorted the surrounding atmosphere.

　　 In the center of the flame, a man with a strong figure, covered with blood and burns, was holding the weak woman in his arms. It seemed that he was afraid that the woman would be affected by the explosion and blocked all external attacks with his body.

　　 The man was very painful, and there were burning flames around him, which burned his blood and blood, and his body was in pain.

　　 The woman fell into a coma, but her body was very cold and cold, shivering instinctively, her life source disappeared, and now she was slowly going to death.

　　 Su Huohuo stood up hard, but the vision in his eyes was gradually blurred. He looked at the patriarch hall at the end of the ladder and went to the hall with all his strength: "Why do you block me, why do you block me..."

　　 "What did Su Mu and I do wrong? I just wanted to get back the Jiuyangzhu, I just wanted to keep my sister's origin..."

　　 The man's eyes were red, he felt the rapid passing of the woman's life in his arms, falling into endless panic, and a huge sense of powerlessness.

　　He took a hard step, facing the heavy flames, and wobbled forward, and the blood dripped down the steps, staining a blood channel. He can't fall yet. Once he falls, his sister will die!

　　 He must retake the nine Yangzhu as quickly as possible!

　　 "Hum, stubbornness does not work."

　　The elders' hands once again accumulated flames, and the terrible flames were half red in the sky, and they were going to make a fatal blow to Su Huohuo.

"You can't kill Mu Mu for the Nine Nether Cold Poison..." Su Huohuo watched countless flames blaze in front of her eyes, her body trembling, she slowly knelt down holding Su Mu, and knelt in front of her eyes In front of the elder.

　　 This scene made everyone stunned.

　　 was still a crazy demon, unstoppable, and the man who was going to die violently suddenly knelt down at them. The contrast was so great that the surroundings fell into a short silence.

　　 "I beg you... I beg you... don’t kill my sister..."

　　 Su Huohuo holds Su Mu, his eyes are red, and his expression is pleading except for panic.

"What do you want, I'll help you get it...You want the Nine Nether Cold Poisons, Su Huohuo takes orders to help you... I will be your puppet in the future, and I will be your servant, you can go up the sword and go down in flames 'S tool person... I have only one pleading, beg you, return my nine pearls to my sister..."

　　 Su Huohuo burst into tears, knocking his head heavily on the steps, smashing all the white stones.

　　 This man who seemed so powerful before, not only knelt in public, but also kowtowed.

　　 "I beg you, I beg you to promise me..."

　 　 dong dong dong dong!

　　 The man kept kowtowing.

　　If there is unparalleled combat power, who would be so humble and cheap?

　　 But he knew that he did not, and he would die if he went on fighting.

　　His sister cannot die, he must do everything possible to save her sister! He could only kneel and kowtow, and gave all he had in exchange for a glimmer of hope.

　　 This scene moved many people.

　　 "Alas... Idiot... Su Mu was already terminally ill, why are you suffering?" An elder shook his head and sighed.

　　 "No, she still saves, An Bulang said that she can save her..." Su Huohuo clenched his teeth and insisted.

　　 made many elders smile bitterly.

　　 "You are crazy."

　　 "Being forced to a desperate situation, I believe everything."

　　The elders didn't believe that Su Mu was saved.

　　At this time, within the patriarch's hall, a majestic voice was heard again.

　　 "Don't waste time, kill him."

　　 That sound made Su Huohu stay in place.

　　 He couldn’t believe that the former master had actually decided to kill his brother and sister.

　　 He thought he was backing down, he obeyed, he begged like a dog, the other party would give him a chance, but what he didn't expect was...

　　 A huge sense of powerlessness flooded the whole body.

　　When it came to the most critical and crisis time, he found that he could do nothing and could not do anything.

"what……!!!"

　　 Su Huohuo shouted with grief and indignation, and a red flame erupted in his body, and ran away holding Su Muchao's patriarch hall.

　　However, a terrible flame bombarded his body, making his body flesh and blood blurred, and finally he could not support it, and fell to the ground again.

　　 The elder held the fireball like a sun with one hand and smashed it towards Su Huohuo.

　　 "Offending my sect, slandering the sect master, hurting my disciples and elders."

　　 "Jiuyang Xianzong doesn't need such a ungrateful person, just go with your sister."

　　 The fireball fell like a meteorite, wrapped in hot flames, distorting the surrounding atmosphere and melting the earth.

　　Su Huohuo couldn't avoid it at all, and could only watch the fireball hit him.

　　 However, at this moment, a white figure suddenly appeared in front of him and waved a slap.

　　嘭! ! !

　　 The terrifying palm shot twisted the flame and then dissipated.

　　 The elders were swept by palm waves, and the whole person was thrown to spit blood and flew for hundreds of meters. His body crashed into the patriarch's hall at the end of the stairs.

"who!"

　　 "How dare I break into Jiuyang Xianzong and hurt my elder Zong?!"

　　The elders of the disciples of Jiuyang Xianzong changed their colors, and then angered.

　　The boy stood in front of Su Huohuo, and his momentum exploded, pushing back several elders, and said lightly: "I am Su Huohuo's friend... An Bulang."

　　 There are already many disciples and elders who have recognized the teenager.

　　 If it is safe, some people's faces have changed again.

　　 "An Bu Lang! Even if you are the Tao of the Bailing Imperial College, our internal affairs of the sect will not be your turn!" The elder shouted loudly.

　　 "Yes! Don't think that you can do whatever you want by relying on your identity! This is our sect!"

　　 "If you go back now, we can not hold you accountable!"

　　 Some elders followed.

Su Huohuo saw the young man, and his nearly collapsed heart finally saw a glimmer of hope, grabbing An Bulang's feet, as if grabbing the life-saving straw, and pleadingly said: "No wave! You have a lot of magical powers and master many strange things. Tactics...I beg you, find a way to save Mu Mu! She’s about to die!"

　　An Bulang said nothing, hitting Su Huohuo with a healing technique.

　　 "Don't care about me, save Mu Mu..." Su Huohuo clutched the **** wound on his body and eagerly said, "Nine Yangzhu in Menghuayang's hands, hurry to take it back..."

　　 "Don't worry, your sister's business, there is still time." An Bulang glanced at the interior of the patriarch's hall, the forehead with golden pupils appeared on the forehead, and the double pupils became golden colored pupils.

　　His feet began to rise, and one-handed voids were used to depict the rune. The bursts of pure inflammatory power began to spread, and also contained an extremely rich vitality machine.

　　 "What do An Bu Lang do?"

　　 "Hurry, stop him!"

　　 Seeing the elders, Reiki surged around him.

　　 However, several powerful figures suddenly fell from the sky.

　　 Mo Shi, Yun Qingyu, Jin Yuexi, Ji Yinyin, Jiang Muqing, fell around An Bulang, the terror they gathered together, like a storm raging, instantly calmed everyone on the field.

　　An Bu Lang guarded the rune on Su Mu's forehead.

　　Life and Nature and Locking Life!

　　The huge and mysterious energy, like the immortal breath that has been passed down through the ages, madly poured into Su Mu's body, locking the woman's life away all the time!

　　 Su Huohuo also noticed this change, and his body was shaking with excitement.

　　 At this time, a terrible momentum suddenly enveloped An Bulang and others.

　　 "Students of the Bailing Empire, why did you interfere with my sect affairs?" An old man in a golden robe stepped on the void, surrounded by a golden flame like a dragon circling his body, and the huge and vast energy was like a tsunami.

　　 "Great, it's too elder!"

　　 "These students are so rampant that they have hit our sect, and we must give you some lessons!"

　　 "That is, our Jiuyang Xianzong is not arbitrarily manipulated, this is not where you come to vent fire!"

　　 Seeing the appearance of the old man in the golden robe, many disciples and elders have their eyes on their eyes.

　　 Taishang elder Jing Hong is a powerful player of Shenhai, and he alone can suppress these students.

　　Su Huohuo has pinned his hopes on An Bulang, anxiously said: "How long can Mu Mu's life wait, will we find other helpers?"

　　 He found that his sister's life was controlled, and finally calmed down a bit.

However, An Bulang looked coldly at Su Huohuo: "Look for a helper? Now who can help you? Didn't hear what Elder Jing Hong said, this is the internal affairs of the Nine Yang Xianzong. Even the inner courtyard cannot help you!"

　　 Su Huohuo's expression stiffened and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Jing Hong did not expect that An Bulang would say such a thing. He looked amazed and immediately smiled and said, "The Tao is sensible and understands the great righteousness. It is indeed fortunate for the college. You handed Su Huohuo to us to deal with, We can largely turn the gods into jade silk, and the previous conflicts are not to blame."

　　An Bulang glanced at Jing Hong again: "My friend in An Langlang, do you deserve me to hand it in too?!"

　　 Jinghong frowned: "What do you mean?"

　　 "Su Huohuo, I'll save it! I can't stop the king!"

　　Follow, An Bulang picked up Su Huohuo and Su Mu, and his body rose into the air.

"let's go!"

　　 Mo Shi and others followed.

　　Jinghong took a step forward, snorted, and the powerful soul power suddenly came, covering An Bulang and others, and wanted to shock those students.

　　However, a miniature ugly lion on An Bulang's shoulder glared at Jinghong.

　　 Bang!

　　 Jinghong's spirit power was torn, he was shocked a few steps back, and a sense of tear came from the spirit.

　　 "What... is it a powerful supernatural beast?!" Jing Hong was shocked.

　　 At this time, the elders of Jiuyang Xianzong's disciples wanted to chase them, but they were all stopped by Jing Hong.

　　 "Well, don't chase, just let them go."

　　The elder Taishang made a speech, and his face was unpredictable.

　　 Everyone listened and stopped.

　　 Everything seems to have ended. The Jiuyang Immortal Sect experienced a great upheaval. In the patriarch's hall, the patriarch Meng Huayang said nothing, as if nothing had happened.

　　 hundreds of miles away.

　　 The top of a flame mountain, where there are white clouds lingering, there is a violent wind and howling.

　　But no matter how strong the wind is, it can't dispel the burning here.

　　An Bulang placed Su Huohuo and Su Mu on the top of the mountain, and immediately released the healing technique to heal Su Huohuo's injuries.

　　 "Don't care about me, find a way to save Su Mu, she is going to die." Su Huohuo said urgently.

　　 "I don't care about you, you will die before her." An Bulang shook his head and continued to save Su Huohuo.

　　 Su Huohuo is extremely injured now, if no one can control himself to die in situ.

　　Anbulang was too troublesome to treat, and he also put a few prefecture-level medicines on Su Huohuo. Then he said seriously, "Don't think about letting others help you for your sister's affairs."

　　 Su Huohuo's expression of sorrow and despair: "Then what else can I do~www.wuxiaspot.com~ what else can I do?"

　　 "Do you think you are useless and very weak, and you can't do anything?" An Bulang asked.

　　 "Yes..." Su Huohu murmured in a low voice.

　　 "Do you still think that practicing fire is the best choice?" An Bulang said.

　　 Su Huohu shuddered, raised his head, looked at An Bulang, his face was blank.

　　 "You have extremely strong swordsmanship. If you practice swords, you may be able to rescue your sister from Menghua Yang." An Bulang said.

　　 It seems to be an acquaintance, but at this moment, the man is not as firm as before.

　　 He can give up practicing the sword for his sister, and practice the fire department exercises only to relieve the sister's pain. But because he gave up practicing sword, he couldn't even protect his sister.

　　 Su Huohuo's expression was very painful and regretful. He clasped the ground with his hands and fell deeply into the ground: "But what can I do, I can't go back now, and it's too late to say anything..."

　　 "No, it's not too late."

　　 "You only know that you have a high talent for practicing swords, but you don't know at all, how talented your swordsmanship is!"

　　An Bulang took out a book of "Nine Heavy Purple Swords" from his arms and placed it in front of Su Huohuo.

　　 "Want to save your sister?"

　　 "Use your own strength to save!"