I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

A devastating energy storm appeared in the center of Hongmeng Continent.

It was a dark tornado, wreaking havoc in all directions with the power to destroy everything.

Thousands of large mountains were pushed flat, the earth was devastated, and even a large continent collapsed. In the center there was even a giant fist print covering hundreds of miles, which belonged to the immortal punch.

The heavens and the earth are beginning to collapse, and broken laws are everywhere.

Cangyun Taoist Palace's tianjiao mighties, looking at the battle scene in front of them, trembled in disbelief.

This is the most exaggerated battle they have ever seen in their lives. Several times they almost thought the world was going to be destroyed. If it were not for the guardians to use their power to resist the aftermath of the energy, they might be shaken to death by the aftermath of the battle between Anbulang and Shenji.

The immortal punched the mainland and landed.

An Bulang lay in a pool of blood, and his whole person became a blood man.

Shenji Xuanxian's one-style Xianhai combat fist caused him great trauma.

But he still supported it with his extremely powerful and shocking physique.

With the cultivation base of asking the Tao, to force an immortal to use the immortal method with all his strength, this is simply unimaginable for him to change to the previous one. But now he has done it. With all kinds of operations against the sky, he has crossed that immortal moat!

"It actually resisted my one-shot magic..."

The divine machine was in a trance, and then the killing intent became more intense.

"Die to me!"

He turned into a white fairy light and fell at a very fast speed. He wanted to take advantage of his vitality to expand his advantage and kill the boy.

How can An Bulang make him do what he wants, a shocking blood immortal, surging, and quickly regaining vitality, the dragon bones are transformed and displayed, the **** of the golden beast, the golden wing and big Peng can burst out, turning into a golden winged roc Golden lightning, fast retreat and dodge.

The divine machine pursued in the rear, but the speed was still half a bit slow, and a large area of ​​the world broke apart, but it was unable to entangle An Bulang, giving the boy a chance to recover.

The divine machine saw the indestructible vitality of the young man, that vast and inexhaustible power, and was shocked again.

He was able to fight with high intensity for so long, relying on the immortal body that the Dao body perfectly blended with heaven and earth, and Anbulang fought for so long, with what?

He didn't know that An Bulang was able to rush like a river, relying on him to develop his body to the extreme. Every cell, every source, can hold a huge amount of divine power, and it is not limited to the sea of ​​air at all.

One flower one world, one leaf one bodhi.

His mustard can melt the ocean!

Anbulang's divine power is continuous and endless. When it converges, it is like an autumn leaf whirling, and when it erupts, it is like a mountain torrent and a tsunami. Once again, he exchanges blood with the gods.

The magic machine was once again dragged into the quagmire of battle.

The young man in white clothes in front of him was too difficult to be entangled, and Xuanxian found that if he did not use the most powerful immortal technique, he could not shake the young man in front of him, let alone create a chance for victory.

However, every time the immortal technique is used, it consumes too much immortal power, even he can hardly use it continuously.

The fighting between the two sides has entered a fever pitch.

They fist to the flesh, what they fight is their own strength and physical strength.

The two sides are changing from injury to injury more and more.

In order to sever the neck of Shen Ji, Shen Ji almost smashed the alarm ring behind An Bulang.

Fortunately, the divine power surged and quickly repaired the cracked ring of shock.

"You can't beat me all the time, you can only consume it like this. And I, with the highest immortal technique, can win with one blow!" Shen Ji Xuanxian looked at the scarred peace, and had more faith in victory. A bit.

His immortal power has recovered a lot, stepping on true martial arts, and avoiding several attacks from An Bulang, his body suddenly flashed back, pulling away, and at the same time the palm of his hand burst out with dusk-like brilliance, and the ancient scroll began to spread in the sky.

"Xianshu·Meteor Twilight!"

The magical machine is another world-shocking fairy method.

This time, the whole world changed from night to dusk.

The brilliance of the falling sun brings everything to the darkness withered.

Everything in the world is getting old!

The yellowing and gloomy light illuminates the boundless night, but people have no sense of hope.

Countless essences are extracted, mountains and trees wither, rivers dry up, and all things sleep and die.

An Bulang's face changed drastically. This was a quiet magical technique that was close to the magical technique of time, extremely terrifying.

In an instant, he felt that his divine power had begun to dry up, his body was like an old man, his actions were extremely slow, and his reaction was extremely slow, as if he was about to be buried in the soil next moment.

Meteorite at dusk.

Under the dim earthy yellow light covering the sky.

Even if it is a fairy, there is a day close to dusk and a time of fall!

The twin pupils of the divine machine are indifferent and ruthless, standing proudly in the clouds at dusk, high above and beyond the world.

This is his strongest magic trick, and at the same time the most suitable magic trick to fight against the waves.

Now that An Bulang was affected by the Meteorite Twilight, his power had begun to fall. Any monk has a moment of exhaustion. When An Bulang's power is reduced to freezing point under the influence of Meteorite Twilight, it is the moment when his thunder strikes and kills An Bulang in one breath!

An Bulang stubbornly resisted the power of Meteorite Dusk and rushed towards the immortal divine machine above.

Even though his posture is as sharp as a divine sword, with a shocking edge, his exhausted divine power is like an old man who is dying in his twilight years, as if he is going to fight to death for the last five hundred years.

The twin pupils of the divine machine showed the immortal gaze, and said lightly: "It's finally over...this dusk is your burial place..."

When An Bulang rushed towards him with all his strength, and his strength quickly fell to the freezing point.

The corner of Shenji's mouth raised and smiled, everything was as he expected.

But he didn't expect that An Bulang who rushed to him also smiled.

The magic was stunned. I laughed because I found a chance to kill you next. What are you laughing at?

An Bulang seemed to understand the idea of ​​the divine machine from the consternation of the divine machine, and exuded a ray of divine thought: I laughed, because I also found a chance to kill you.

I don't know how to use the real fairy law.

But I can use real spiritual magic...

An Bulang's pupils have turned golden at some point.

When his pupils changed, the whole world became different.

There is no sun at dusk, which symbolizes the withered dusk when everything ends.

But An Bulang's pupils turned into two vigorous suns, which pierced the withered dusk in an instant, tearing the artistic conception of magic and magic to pieces.

Shenji couldn't describe what kind of eyes it was.

It's glazed bright, without a trace of flaws.

In the next moment, its divinity became extremely supreme, breaking through a certain shackle, and becoming a pair of pupils beyond the world! Those pupils contained infinite vitality, and even gave birth to the supreme life, the life of the golden beast!

Yes, Anbulang's pupils are like the sun.

And the sun was made by the Golden Crow!

Golden Crow God pupil, awaken!

An Bulang's pair of eyes has transformed into only otherworldly existences that can have **** pupils!

The Golden Crow God Pupil is divided into four stages: Awakening, Early God, Taoist God, and King God.

The bloodline of the ordinary Golden Crow Divine Beast was only enough for him to awaken the Golden Crow Divine Pupil. But what he obtained was a Golden Crow King whose physical body was very intact, which was different.

After An Bulang awakened the Golden Crow Divine Pupil, he also crossed a realm and entered the stage of first god.

Not only that, he is very domineering, pushing his magical powers all the way to grow, madly borrowing the energy of the Golden Crow King and the waves of magical power after the shocking body is completed, and breaking through the waves, all the way to the stage of Taoism!

In other words, the current Golden Crow Divine Pupil is already close to Dacheng.

An Bulang didn't even know how terrifying such a Golden Crow Divine Eye would be...

When the young man opened the Golden Crow's pupil, the immortal magic realm displayed by the divine machine was already torn apart.

The endless light of the pupil, like a peerless sword, pierced the endless dusk.

Shenji looked directly at An Bulang's pupils, feeling a fright.

He felt that the boy in front of him was not a **** at all, but had become a king of beasts.

Just looking directly at the boy's gaze, his body seemed to ignite spontaneously.

Unconsciously, this sky has turned into a sea of ​​golden flames.

This kind of flame is more terrifying than the glazed sacred fire. It is golden and dazzling. It is the flame of the sun **** Golden Crow, and even the fairy qi of the lord of the spirits can burn it mercilessly.

Shenji's body gave out a strong warning and did not hesitate to retreat madly.

An Bulang stared at the divine machine with an undiminished smile on his face: "It's too late, the moment you let me get close to you, I have already won..."

The boy's pupils turned into the sun, his divine power covered the sky like molten gold, and the extreme high temperature was distorting the void.

Immediately afterwards, his pupils seemed to have come to life, with an ethereal and ethereal sound that could sparkle with the cosmic tweet and penetrate the entire world.

An Bulang's pupils shot out a sun!

If someone takes a serious look, it is not actually the sun, but a golden crow bathed in the fire of the ultimate sun god. The golden crow has a god, form, and way. It is an extremely complete golden crow.

As if the real King Crow came to the world!

The sky of thousands of miles was illuminated by the Golden Crow Sacred Fire!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

He shoots all the light of the evening to the Golden Crow.

The twilight light, which contains a lot of immortal power, has the power to wither instantly. As a result, the twilight light pierced and exploded the golden crow’s body. The golden crow’s body blinked and healed with the help of endless divine fire, and it was impossible to destroy it with the evening light. kill.

Shenji showed horror, fear of death.

The next moment, the Golden Crow penetrated his body and passed through his body, pulling out an incomparably gorgeous trajectory in the sky, like a golden river running through the night sky, pulling it very long and long, illuminating the world of Hongmeng Continent.

A great sunrise of the Golden Crow appeared in this world, shattering the dusk of the Meteorite, and shed its brilliance.

This is the real light, the light full of hope!

The extremely old Ye Feilian raised her head and watched the scene that looked like a myth. With tears in her eyes, she muttered to herself: "The sun...is rising...!"