I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

　　 "Brother Lang, you lost again."

　　 The girl's face was bright, and she smiled lightly.

　　 "Hahaha... The son of Immortal Emperor lost to our elder sister again!"

　　 "It seems that this time I lost even worse than last time! Before the test, I said I will win this time."

　　 "No one can believe this, he won't win Yuexi!"

　　 "It turns out that the best predecessors may not necessarily be able to give birth to the best offspring..."

　　The children with extremely strong breath fluctuations are laughing and discussing.

　　 The boy who fell to the ground was wronged, but looked at all this blankly.

　　 The girl pulled the boy up: "Are you all right?"

　　 "I'm fine..." The boy stubbornly endured the severe pain in his body.

　　 "Yuexi..."

"Ok?"

　　 "Next time, I will definitely beat you!"

　　 "Okay, welcome to challenge me at any time, brother Lang~~~" The girl laughed like bells.

　　 The boy swears fiercely in his heart.

　　 One day, be sure to defeat the girl in front of you!

　　 must name himself, his father, his father has no dogs, his father is the first, and his son can be the first in the younger generation!

　　 The boy thought that if he worked hard, he would be able to defeat the girl.

　　 As a result, he fought repeatedly and fought repeatedly.

　　This effort is a full ten years.

　　 Ten years, he has not won once.

　　 instead satisfies the son of Immortal Emperor, the seat of the ten-year-old second...

　　 "Ten years, ten years..."

　　An Bulang was standing in the secret realm, tears had wet his eyes.

　　 "Did you see it, I won, I finally won..."

　　 Although there is no audience, although there is no witness.

　　 But Jin Yuexi's affirmation and recognition is the greatest witness!

　　 At this moment, An Bulang's state of mind was unprecedentedly transparent, as if there was something that suppressed him, and he was completely freed...

　　 "Who dares to say invincible in the world?"

　　 "Which guts say he is undefeated?"

　　 "Have you pressed me for ten years, now it's your turn to be pressed by me?"

　　 "I'm not in a wave, from now on, it will be the first in the world!"

　　 "Ahahahaha...!!!"

　　An Bulang laughed heartily, laughing very happily and madly!

　　 "Click..."

　　 Suddenly a shackle was washed away.

　　 Bang! ! !

　　 broke through.

　　 The realm of peace is directly broken through! !

　　The boy was stunned for a while, then laughed more freely.

　　 This is the first time he has made a breakthrough with his emotions since he descended!

　　However, this is actually not important. The most important thing is that his Dao heart has been completely tempered, becoming unprecedentedly tough and transparent!

　　 The world changed color, the wind and fury, a large amount of aura converged into a vortex, rushing into An Bulang's body. Every part of An Bulang's body, every cell, is absorbing the aura freely and becoming stronger quickly.

　　 Xuan body twenty-three!

　　 reached!

　　An Bulang immediately performed the Feng Shen Ju, and stored 99% of the extra power in Chaos God Jade, which relieved him lightly.

"This breakthrough not only made me stronger, but also made my injury and the exhausted power in my body have been restored to a great extent..." An Bulang moved his body and found that it was no longer in a bad state. Lumpy.

"It's time to go back..." An Bulang glanced at the shattered earth and the broken stone peaks that were fought by the two of them, and he felt guilty. "This place is the cemetery of the White King anyway. , Or help them repair after the war..."

　　He came to the pits and cracked ground.

　　 Leveling the earth! !

　　 Rumble...

　　 The pits were filled, and the earth healed again.

　　He came to the broken stone peaks again.

　　Concrete art!

　　 Gravel was lifted up by the gravitational force to fill up the stone peaks.

　　In an instant, the earth turned into rolling hills again, and the stone peaks directly inserted into the sky reappeared in front of the eyes, looking harmonious and beautiful.

　　An Bulang looked at the beautiful scene in front of her and felt a little bit in his heart, and he was in a good mood.

　　 Like him, he had a fight, and he didn’t forget the conscience monk who repaired the terrain, shouldn’t he be in this world?

　　Now it's time to go back...

　　An Bulang glanced at the land with some nostalgia. This is a place worthy of his memory. After all, it was here, and he officially turned to sing.

　　Inadvertently, he swept to the magnificent temple in the distance.

　　 "The Tomb of the White King...... Does it have anything to do with the Bailing Empire?"

　　 "Well...it's really curious..."

　　An Bulang looked at the tomb in front of him. Compared with the Xinghai tomb he had previously explored, it was a very pediatric department, but it should be very suitable for his current exploration.

　　In the past, when the tomb was explored, small partners and competitors usually acted together, but now he is alone, and may be more exciting...

　　 "It's not appropriate to go to the grave halfway through the assessment, right?"

　　An Bu Lang hesitated.

　　 "Almost one hour before the end of the assessment..."

　　 "Come all here, or just go and see?"

　　 "I'll just take a look and don't grab things."

　　An Bu Lang has never been an indecisive person, just watch!

　　 He moved quickly towards the tomb of the White King all the way, and soon came to the gate of the mausoleum. The gate was open, several feet high, and the whole body was cast by bronze. It looked very heavy.

　　 The most interesting thing is that there is a line of magnificent characters in front of the door: welcome people to come to the king’s tomb. There are many treasures in the tomb.

　　 is no longer happy. After seeing someone die for the first time, he is still so blatantly asking others to take his funerary...

　　 This person must be very interesting before he dies. Was a cemetery built to give benefits to others? Will all the treasures in the tomb be taken away?

　　An Bulang looked at the statues of bull heads in gold armor on both sides. They stood on both sides of the gate like guardian gods, guarding the tomb. They did not move at all.

　　An Bulang glanced at it and was too lazy to walk into the tomb of the White King with great interest.

　　The figure of the boy soon disappeared at the door.

　　 Two statues of Tauren, suddenly took a breath!

　　 "Hoo...brother, I'm scared to death!" The statue of Brother Niutou said with a lingering fear.

　　 "Fortunately, we are resourceful and converge in advance, otherwise we will inevitably be beaten for a while!" Brother Ngau Tau's statue also expressed emotion.

　　 They thought that the two young monks who appeared suddenly came to the tomb, and they were very happy that they finally had fresh blood to **** in. As a result, the young monk actually came to fight!

Even if it is a fight, who can tell them why the fight between the monks in the spiritual realm and the metaphysical realm, they have seen a scene of the fight between the monks in the Tianyuan realm level... even the last one, all There is a faint power close to Shenhai's power level...

　　 This terrified the two bull head statues.

　　 The key is that even if the monk fights, even after the fight, he walks towards them.

　　 actually wanted to break into the tomb!

　　 The mood of the bull head statue can be described as a roller coaster.

　　 They vowed that they wanted to drink the blood of the little monk, but when the little monk really came to them, they became a real sculpture.

　　 A sculpture that dare not breathe or move.

　　 Sculpture plays a sculpture, which is not a difficult task for them.

　　 "This great demon entered our White King's tomb, I'm afraid it's not a good thing?" The statue of Brother Niutou shuddered and said.

　　 "There are good and bad, he is very strong, and he may not be able to take away any treasures, but if our cemetery can kill him, he will definitely be able to earn a wave of blood!" Brother Niutou whispered.

　　 "Can you kill him?" Brother Niu Tau's sculpture recalled the battle before An Bulang, and his body shivered again, "He is very strong."

　　 "Did you forget that? If he was unlucky..." Brother Niutou suddenly said.

　　 "Oh, that..." Brother Tauren suddenly realized, and then smiled, "Yeah, that thing that can kill even the Divine Sea, if he encounters...hehehehe..."

　　 Brother Niutou: "Hey, hey..."

　　 At this time, inside the tomb of the White King.

　　An Bulang pushed the monsters in the cemetery all the way, cracked the cemetery organs, and walked quickly towards the depths of the White King's tomb. Almost nothing could stop him.

There are more relics and graveyards that he has mixed with. The obstacle in front of him is as simple as eating and drinking water, such as those undead monsters and strange structures, such as those mysterious patterns and deceptive arrays. Break open.

　　 But, not long after, he stopped in a very wide tomb.

The burial chamber is very wide, with a blue candlelight burning around, adding some light to the dark burial chamber. There are five closed doors in front, and various battle pictures are painted on the surrounding walls. The clothes are dressed in white. The protagonist Jian Xiu is very powerful and powerful~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At first glance, it is a wall dedicated to bragging.

　　 There is a white statue in the center of the burial chamber. It is a sword repair that looks very wise. It is exactly the same as the sword repair in the picture. I think it is the owner of the cemetery, the white king.

　　 These are actually not important.

　　 It is important that in front of the statue, there is a stone tablet with the words inscribed on it.

　　 "If you want to continue, you must bow down to this king once!"

　　An Bulang glanced at the words on the stone tablet, and then at the five gates that were closed in front of him, and he pouted helplessly.

　　Will this statue open the door?

　　Who hasn't worshipped in his life, why should he be worshipped?

　　An Bulang ignored the words on the stele and went directly to the five gates. On the five gates were written, Treasure, Spell, Elixir, Kung Fu, Array, and Five Large Characters.

　　 Techniques, exercises, formations are ignored directly.

　　An Bulang smashed his mouth, walked to the treasure, smiled, clenched his fist with one hand, and smashed it hard forward.

　　 Bang! ! !

　　 The door shuddered violently.

　　 Then unscathed.

　　 "His...painful..."

　　An Bulang grinned with pain.

　　 Shenshu point opened, fist enveloped the golden energy flow, it was another punch!

　　 Boom! ! !

　　 The whole tomb trembles.

　　 But the door remained unscathed.

　　 Not only that, an extremely majestic voice suddenly echoed in the tomb.

　　 "Who is it, dare to tear down the king's tomb?!!!"