I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

All Tianjiao thought that the place where they stood was safe, but ignored one thing, that is, no place in this world is safe, chaos is the only thing here!

"Run away!" The female elf flew in a certain direction first!

All Tianjiao reacted extremely quickly and rushed towards the female elf without hesitation.

They analyzed the environment, and the riot energy in the direction the female elf was flying was the weakest.

However, they still underestimated the horror of Nine Heavens Profound Ice. The entire world was shrouded in extreme cold, and everyone's movements became extremely slow, and their power was extremely difficult to operate, as if even the blood was about to be solidified.

Above the sky, hail falls faster!

The Tianjiao began to show their magical powers, some of them used prehistoric spells, some of them used supreme secret techniques, and some of them fully activated the bloodline, intending to head on.

As a result, the unremarkable Nine Heavens Xuanbing had frozen out the prehistoric spells, smashed the bodies of the Tianjiao, and each Tianjiao screamed and was smashed into a physical explosion and eliminated.

There is a top orc tianjiao from the Green Sea Star Territory who is known for defense. They all activated the basalt bloodline in their body and turned into a body of cosmic steel. He was smashed through the body by hail, and the turtle shells were smashed into blood holes. .

This is a very tragic scene.

The hail fell, the screams of the Tianjiao were endless, and the bright red blood shot into the sky.

More than a dozen top Tianjiao were almost wiped out by this sudden hailstorm. Only the female elf with the fastest response and a great demon who mastered the powerful escape technique escaped.

"Huh... can anyone really survive a day in this ghost place?" The big demon's wings twinkled with divine light, and he looked at the desperate situation and blood behind him, with lingering fears.

The female elf couldn't help but cast her eyes to the white-clothed boy in the distance.

There were five elements in the sky that thunder slammed down, and the young man's body was vague, and he suddenly escaped like a shift.

Immediately afterwards, the young man continued to move forward, the wind was light, as if all the desperate situation was like a child's play in front of him, he walked straight into a mist-shrouded mountain, his back was covered by a faint white mist, and disappeared from the female elf's vision. , Seems mysterious and powerful.

"Who is he... on earth?"

The female elf murmured.

The boy didn't say a word, but he told the two people with actions. Some people are here just to survive, but some people are here really to find opportunities!

In the mist, the young man's eyes shone with golden light, he saw through all the falsehood, and moved on.

His breath became more and more ethereal, and the heart of the Tao became more and more consolidated as the waves of Taoism surged.

Since entering Hongmeng chaos.

An Bulang is enlightening every moment.

The heart of Hongmeng universe made him feel the opening of the universe.

Entering the Hongmeng chaotic realm, An Bulang felt the mystery of the five elements again, all of which could provide nourishment for his wave power, making his wave road more and more unpredictable, and it has far reached the standard of opening up Sendai.

"Shape, sound, smell, taste, touch, breath, spirit, fate, Tao, the nine senses have been opened, and the body of the shocked spirit has been fully developed, and it is only one step to reach the perfection. What on earth, how can we integrate Sendai and Shentai together? Together?" An Bulang murmured to himself, feeling the way of Hongmeng, doing everything to deduct and experiment, feeling like a tide surge.

The chaos in Hongmeng and Chaos represents all possibilities, which are similar to his way of waves.

An Bulang has enlightened many times, and his eyes are getting brighter.

In the mist, a white assassin condensed from the mist, assassinated him from all angles.

They are fascinating, both power and aura are extremely terrifying, and they integrate the power of the road of life and death, grasp the best time for assassination, and specialize in Anbulang's flaws, but they are all cut by Anbulang.

The white-clothed young man walked in the mist, the gods blocking and killing the gods, and the Buddha blocking and killing the Buddha, too strong to imagine.

But no one saw his invincible appearance.

Each student's space protection charm is actually equipped with a full-scale scene observer, which can see the appearance of the Tianjiao when fighting, but the fog cuts off the signal.

Above the Hongmeng Dojo, there are real-time pictures of the environment where Tianjiao is located.

The three major commentators are extracting images that are more worthy of explanation. There are anti-sky performances of the great saints and women, and the amazing performances of the top powers of the major races.

An Bulang just came to the top of the Wushan Mountain, looked at the unpredictable mist in front of him, and quietly enlightened him.

The fog was like a wave, like a fantasy, like a dream, like a fantasy, sometimes bitter as a knife, sometimes as ethereal as a thread, and sometimes caressed his face like a lover. It was a very wonderful experience. He had realized thousands of things in the fog. Thousands of changes.

"It is truly a chaotic state of Hongmeng, every place is a good place for enlightenment."

As he said this, another fog beast attacked from behind, and his sharp claws were about to lift the back of his head.

He expelled two white smoke from his nostrils, turning into a white dragon, and inverted the attacking fog beast to death.

"Of course, you have to have the strength to enlighten the Tao here." An Bulang said lightly.

He came to the front of the white spar on the top of the misty mountain and absorbed the energy of the white spar.

This is the crystal of Hongmeng produced in the chaotic realm of Hongmeng, which contains the energy of Hongmeng and a certain Taoist rhyme of Hongmeng, which is of unimaginable help to practice.

Immediately afterwards, he found that the Hongmeng energy split into two streams, one flowing into his body and the other flowing into his spatial life-saving talisman.

"This..." An Bulang was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed, "You really are."

Above the Hongmeng Dojo, where the immortals of the Immortal Emperor Palace are, there is a mysterious square storage, which is madly absorbing the mysterious and infinite energy from the space runes in the Hongmeng chaos.

The big guys who watched the battle at the Hongmeng Dojo saw the square storage and the scenes of the great princes absorbing the crystals of Hongmeng. They obviously also discovered this matter, and their faces were angry.

"What is the Immortal Emperor Palace doing? Some of the energy absorbed by the crystal was actually taken away by the Immortal Emperor Palace?"

"Okay! I thought that the Immortal Emperor Palace was generous before, because it turned out to have ulterior motives and actually used my clan's arrogance to gather energy in the territory of Hongmeng Chao!"

"At this critical moment, you are still doing this. Is the Immortal Emperor Palace really not afraid of offending the major forces, deprived of help, and unpopular?"

Facing the condemnation of each force.

The representatives of all parties in the Immortal Palace were completely unmoved.

And some forces looked at the appearance of the Immortal Emperor Palace, but for some reason, they felt a little awe and anxiety in their hearts.

The energy collected by the Tianjiao in the territory of Hongmeng Rebellion is divided into 50-50, half for the Tianjiao and half for the Immortal Emperor Palace.

In this wave of operation of the Immortal Emperor Palace, where is the Great Comparison of the Worlds.

This is to make the top talents of Ten Thousand Realms become their strikers!

On the Hongmeng Dojo, the top forces became angry one by one, causing unimaginable disturbances.

The three commentators did not dare to stay on this issue at all, but bit the bullet and continued to explain the wonderful performances of the great arrogances in the chaos.

Ye Ling just glanced at the Ten Thousand Clan, a supreme aura shocked the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, sweeping across the heavens and all realms, as if there is a supreme supreme **** overlooking hundreds of millions of beings!

Those creatures of the ten thousand races who were stirring in the dark, with rhythm, remained silent for the next second, and even trembled all over.

Terror, the ultimate terror enveloped them!

The audience became quiet again, although there were dissatisfaction, at least not many people dared to continue to yell at the Immortal Emperor Palace.

In fact, they also know that even if the Immortal Emperor Palace makes a profit, their Tianjiao will not lose, and they can even save their lives and have unimaginable fairy fate. They are actually made by blood.

It's just that some creatures who want to have a rhythm don't have that opportunity anymore.

Some peerless arrogances in the territory of Hongmeng Chao are also aware of this matter.

They only hesitated for a moment, and then continued to absorb Hongmeng spar.

Work as a worker for Xiandi Palace?

certainly not!

They are willing to sacrifice part of their interests just to seek the truth, nothing more!

A burst of energy quickly poured into the square mysterious object in front of the immortals in the Immortal Emperor Palace.

Everyone didn't know what the Immortal Emperor Palace wanted, and they didn't dare to ask.

The Big Bi is still in progress.

The ten arrogances of the Immortal Emperor Palace swept the secret realm in an invincible posture, and madly inhaled Hongmeng spar.

The top princes of the ten sanctuary are not to be outdone, they are all working hard.

But there are often accidents, even those of the Son God sub-level will be hit by the sudden chaotic energy, and then tragically defeated.

An Bulang traveled through the mountains of the Five Elements to enlighten the Tao and gained a lot.

At this moment, a group of people suddenly appeared in front of him.

"An Lang!"

One of the beautiful women in black dress, her eyes lit up and came full.

The woman is the candidate saint of Chaoyang Shengzong, Qingyue.

"This person hasn't been eliminated yet?" Qingxue was also on the sidelines, but his attitude was completely different from Qingyue.

"It's great to see you here. It seems that our Chaoyang Saint Sect is quite destined. Now we have four people together..." Qingyue is tall, with her legs as white as jade, and she is particularly eye-catching under her short skirt. The vision entangled her slim and slender figure, like the moon **** of Guanghan Palace descending to the earth, beautiful and out of dust.

An Bulang saw that among the six members in front of him, there was actually another top arrogant of Chaoyang Saint Sect, that Du Guyao, who was called the son of Chaoyang, was more famous than the two candidate saints.

Du Guyao just glanced at An Bulang lightly, without saying a word.

If it is like his name, he is extremely arrogant.

"Our Chaoyang Shengzong members can get together so fatefully, and then we can act together and help each other." Qingyue was very happy ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ approached Anbulang, as if caught a thigh.

Qingxue just couldn't understand the face of Qingyue, and glanced coldly: "Our team is already very strong, and there is no difference between one more Anlang and one less."

"Sorry, I didn't plan to join you either. I'm used to walking alone. It's meaningless to hug me. Don't make me more cumbersome." An Bulang shook his head, turned and left.

The Tianjiao behind them were all angry when they heard this.

They have never been so underestimated.

Dugu dazzled with cold light.

Qingxue laughed even more: "An Lang, do you really think you are invincible? Sooner or later you will pay for your arrogance!"

However, what Qingxue did not expect was.

After experiencing some hesitation, Qingyue actually left their team and ran directly to the man in white.

"An Lang, take me! One more burden is not troublesome!"