I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

Nalan Jinli was taken aback.

The feeling of being stared at by a group of gods was horrible.

Her heart shuddered with fright.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a statue of a god." An Bulang comforted.

Nalan Jinli was in shock. She took a serious look at the gods in front of her, only to realize that they wouldn't move at all, they were just lifelike statues. Because the statues contain the power of the gods and even the ways of the gods, they emit divine light, which makes them look like real gods.

"What is it, scared me a lot." Dragon Girl finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She walked up to one of the male gods with a big beard, stretched out her hand to pull the male god's beard, and smiled: "Oh, it's quite realistic, it feels very smooth!"

The bearded **** blinked, "Why are you pulling my beard?"

The air was suddenly quiet.

The dragon girl's expression was frozen, and she looked at the bearded **** in front of her innocently.

I found the bearded god, glaring at her...

"what……!!!"

Nalan Jinli screamed, and slapped the bearded **** with his backhand.

The bearded **** is very fast, his hands countered like lightning, and clamped the dragon girl's wrists: "Good fellow, it's not enough to pull Laozi's beard, now I want to slap him?"

The **** was angry, and an extremely terrifying aura spread, shaking Dragon Girl's heart and liver trembling.

"Stop!" An Bulang stepped forward, the mighty and powerful **** energy burst from the palm of his palm, grabbing the god's arm and attacking Nalan Jinli, and with a divine energy collision, cracks appeared in the god's arm.

The bearded **** screamed, released his grasping Nalan Jinli's hand, and took a few steps back. The look on his face became surprised, and he looked at the young man in amazement: "You are the one who broke the outer gods. brat?"

There are a total of eighteen gods in the Tianshen Temple, and they all looked at An Bulang, with divine might and scorching eyes, and the waves of gods gathered together extremely terrifying.

"You said this is a statue?" Nalan Jinli turned pale, hiding behind An Bulang.

An Bulang was stared at by the eighteen gods, and other people had already been intimidated by the pressure of the gods and kneeled on the spot, but the young man had no fear, and directly replied: "It's me. What do you want?"

Eighteen gods moved at this moment. Some of the gods' swords croaked, some of the five elements circulated, some held a pipa, some were not angry and self-prestigious, some were sitting in a squat room, their expressions were peaceful, and some were light as Great River Pentium...

Puff!

There was a sound of landing.

I saw all the gods kneeling together, and the sound of landing loudly echoed in the temple of heaven.

This scene frightened everyone in Langmeng.

The high spirits kneeled to them. They never even dared to dream of such a thing.

The whole audience became audible.

Even An Bulang frowned: "What do you want to do?"

I thought these gods were enemies, but they kneeled for him?

The bearded **** raised his head to look at An Bulang, and said: "I think you have also seen it. We are just a statue. When it gets bigger, it is a statue with divine power and spiritual rhyme, and a preliminary spirit..."

An Bulang nodded calmly.

He knew this when he walked in.

Just like weapons will give birth to spiritual wisdom, it is actually very well understood if these statues are regarded as weapons, and after years of nourishment of divine power and divine Tao, they can give birth to spiritual wisdom.

At this time, a goddess holding a pipa in his hand said in a soft tone: "But we have been trapped here for too long. We are bound by the temple of heaven. After countless years, we can only move in the hall. That feeling is really It's so boring..."

"Since you can break through the divine formation, it means that you have power beyond our reach, and the means are vast...So, I hope you can save us and give us freedom..."

The gods raised their heads and looked at the young man with expectation.

An Bulang laughed when he heard the words: "Interesting... I save you, so what can you give me?"

"Everything pays attention to equivalence exchange, I understand this." The bearded **** nodded, "I believe you have seen it, we have powerful divine power and can serve as your guard..."

An Bulang immediately shook his head: "I don't need a guard, you are too weak."

The gods: "???"

Everyone in Langmen took a breath.

The lord really dare to say, there are a group of gods in front of him!

Although the strength may not be as good as the real gods, the sacred aura makes them respect naturally, and they will not have any disrespectful thoughts at all. Wherever they look like An Bulang, they directly stunned.

"Humph! How dare you look down upon us!"

Immediately a grumpy **** couldn't stand it.

"I will let you see our power!"

A **** suddenly rushed towards Anbulang, a head of blond hair dancing wildly, covered with golden thunder, moving like thunder, his fists roared towards Anbulang, containing the power of fist to destroy a hundred thousand mountains.

An Bulang's expression remained unchanged. With a single wave of his palm, his power turned into a huge wave and instantly swallowed the fist that could destroy a hundred thousand mountains, and the water filled the golden mountains!

The **** felt his fist being bombarded by the endless waves, and the Supreme Quan Jin was directly swallowed.

"what……!"

His arms broke and shattered in the next moment, and his body shot backwards like a golden light, hitting a pillar, and then rolled to the ground embarrassingly.

"Well, I have seen your power, and then?"

The young man put his palms away, his white clothes fluttered, and asked without a trace of smoke.

"Puff..." The blonde **** was so angry that he exhaled another breath of spirit.

The corners of the bearded god's mouth twitched frantically, and he hurried forward to persuade him, and said, "Juventus, please calm me down. He is our great savior. Can you respect it?"

"Sorry, I was wrong..." Juventus bowed his head and apologized.

In fact, if its combat power is to walk down the mountain of ghosts and gods, then it is definitely the peak powerhouse, so it is so conceited.

Ordinary tribulation period might be ecstatic because there are eighteen gods as guards, but the young man in front of him will not.

Because the boy in front of him represents the absolute top of the mainland, no one can surpass him! He also does not need any protection.

How can a tiger find a few wild cats as guards?

"If you can only bring me this value, then I'm sorry, I can't help you, after all, it is not a simple thing to help you escape from the Temple of Heaven." An Bulang said lightly.

The boy's indifference did not offend the gods.

The gazes cast by the gods toward An Bulang were even more anticipating.

An Bulang's behavior seems straightforward and rude, but it also proves his strength. Only if he can beat Juventus with a gesture, he is more likely to take them out!

"No, no, no, please calm down, fellow daoists, we have other values." The bearded spirit said earnestly, "You know that we are statues of gods, then do you know that we are all eighteen gods of the valley of gods in a certain sense? Continuation of the above?"

Eighteen kings? !

Hearing this name, An Bulang finally raised some interest.

The king of gods is the king of gods, and in terms of level, he is comparable to the true immortals among immortals.

He carefully looked at the appearance of the **** statue in front of him, and he saw a goddess king with an extremely beautiful appearance, the angry **** Liulihuo!

"You continue talking." An Bulang said.

"We were created based on the prototype of the Eighteen Gods in the Valley of Gods, we are immersed in various divine powers, and we have the unique inheritance of the 18 Gods and masters various extraordinary ways..."

"For example, my Nanhua God King is good at the Way of Green Wood, the Juventus God King is good at Thunder Fighting, the Glazed Vulcan King is good at fighting and killing enemies, the Dragon Kwai God King is good at swordsmanship, and the Myojin King is good at Yin and Yang..." Beard The spirit of the gods spoke earnestly, "Our eighteen gods can help you go further on the path of seeking the Tao, and you can have an extremely glorious future..."

Everyone in the Long League heard this, breathing quickly.

Inheritance, the inheritance of the **** king!

And it's the inheritance of eighteen **** kings!

If the news spreads, the tianjiao of countless top great teachers will go crazy.

This is an immeasurable huge fairy fate! !

A smile appeared on the face of the Nanhua God King.

He knew the value of this opportunity and could definitely make these monks tempted.

The inheritance of the **** king level, even if it is only a small part of the inheritance, let alone the Hongmeng Continent where immortals do not exist, even if it is the boundless star field of the outside world, and the vast and boundless universe of all races, it can also enable countless top powers. Crazy for it!

However, what shocked the statues of the gods was that the expressions of An Bulang and Jin Yuexi did not show much excitement, but rather calmly pondered whether they were worth it.

Why are you still hesitating?

What else is worth hesitating?

All the gods and kings feel that they have been humiliated. Could it be that some of the inheritance they possess is not enough to make their hearts move? Don't they know what the inheritance of the **** king represents?

"I don't think it's worth it." Jin Yuexi said.

Kings of Gods: "???"

An Bulang just wanted to nod his head, after all, what these **** kings possessed, he could also have even more awesome.

But he glanced at the little friend beside him, and suddenly his thoughts changed again.

His little friends are still immature, and the inheritance of the **** king level is enough for them, and they also need a training partner to grow up~www.wuxiaspot.com~ these **** kings can really help them...

"I think it can!" An Bulang said suddenly.

This decision made everyone in Langmeng almost cry with joy.

Their leader finally did a job.

"But..." the boy added again. I still have to estimate how much it will cost to save you. If the price is too great, I still choose to refuse.

Before the statues of the gods had time to be happy, their mood fell to the bottom again.

The Nanhua God King became anxious, his beard was erected, as if an important decision had been made, and he pointed to the throne in the center of the Temple of Heaven, and said: "Let’s not say anything. We have been boring to watch the Temple of Heaven for endless years. To the point of playing with microbes, someone finally came today, and we are determined to go out!"

"As long as you promise to take us out, I can help you take away the Heavenly God Temple, the most important treasure of the Ghost Mountain, a treasure that can shake the universe!!"

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