I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

Qingxue's most unbearable expression is that everything like An Bulang doesn't matter, and her expression is extremely indifferent to everything outside.

Here is the Saint Sect of Chaoyang, she is the candidate of Saint Sect of Chaoyang!

"I don't know how high the sky is, I will show you the power of the top Tianjiao in the sanctuary!"

Qingxue took a step towards An Bulang, and the ninety-nine star orbs all over her body simultaneously bloomed with dazzling and infinite brilliance.

The stars surrounding the body seemed to have become stars emitting infinite light and heat at this moment, and the dazzling brilliance and scorching breath instantly melted the earth in a radius of hundreds of miles.

Mountains and rivers melted into red water, and rivers evaporated.

Both Wang Feng and Wang Wenjun of the Wentian clan were shocked.

This Qingxue and Qinghe are not at the same level as Tianjiao, and the oppressive feeling is more than several times stronger.

"Senior Sister, help me get revenge!"

The hard-hit Qinghe saw that Qingxue was moving, his face flushed, and he was extremely excited.

Qingxue slammed the stars in the sky with his ninety-nine star orbs at the same time.

She really deserves to be a candidate for a saint. The stars shining beside her possess both extremely pure star power and terrifying solar power, and can perfectly blend and control two completely different powers.

"go with!"

The star orb fell down.

Dazzling star marks were drawn in the void.

An Bulang felt the extremely scorching heat, as if ninety-nine suns were smashing at him at the same time.

He snorted coldly, and while the soldier's heart was in motion, the Dacheng's shocking body was unsheathed like a peerless soldier, and it was actually cut down at the ninety-nine star orbs with bare hands.

"Are you crazy, dare to pick up my Xingyangzhu with bare hands? Wait for your hands to melt!"

Qingxue couldn't help sneering when she saw the young man being so big.

But the next moment, the young man's hand struck the star-yang bead, like a peerless magic weapon dividing yin and yang, and unexpectedly cut her star-yang bead in half from the middle!

Ninety-nine star sun beads, different deadly attack trajectories in Ninety-Nine.

The young man moved extremely fast, his arms were the sharpest divine weapons, and he cut out ninety-nine precise trajectories at the same time, cutting all the ninety-nine star sun beads in half.

Qingxue looked shocked and looked at the scene in front of her with an incredible expression.

At this time, the young man's fist had fallen head-on.

Long-style fighting fist, just one punch!

An unwavering random punch contained the meaning of Dao Zhi Jian, causing Qingxue's pretty face to change drastically, and immediately used a surging fairy power to build the supreme barrier.

Boom boom boom...

The fist smashed all the way, breaking through the woman's attack.

Qingxue's slender and white fingers have been interlaced and connected to form a seal, using the top defense secret method, instantly summoning a blue mysterious tortoise to stand in front of him, with a sacred animal aura.

There was another earth-shattering burst.

The beast wailed, and the shell cracked.

The woman spurted out a mouthful of blood, and her face was shocked as she retreated while being wrapped in a huge force.

An Bulang was also quite surprised, the other party actually blocked his punch without defeat?

Not only was he shocked, but the monks watching the battle were dumbfounded.

However, the young man will not give them the time to recover. He is like a sharp sword out of its sheath. Once the sword's edge is born, it will not stop, will not break the enemy or return to the sheath!

A brilliant rainbow shot towards Qingxue.

Qingxue felt the extreme danger enveloped her body.

She knew at this moment that the boy in front of her was extremely powerful, strong enough to bring her life in danger!

The woman's white and translucent body suddenly burst into a golden light that cannot be seen directly, her long black hair turned golden from the next moment, and her skin was surging with golden heat, and the heat was endless, like a day.

The world is distorted and changed, and turned into an endless terracotta land with the great sun to burn.

Many monks exclaimed.

"This is the spiritual root power projection world!"

"Even if it is the Chaoyang Sect, there are hundreds of thousands of top cultivators in the Yang system, only three have Xianpin Yang Linggen. Senior Sister Qingxue's Xianpin Yang Linggen power has been completely activated. This is incredible. Desperate!"

"Sister Qingxue is going to use her full strength..."

The cultivators of Tianjiao looked at the woman with infinite brilliance like the sun, as if looking at a god.

The heat wave is rolling in, and the golden sun is in the sky.

On the edge of the battlefield, Beiyang Shengzi looked at the dazzling, mighty woman with a smile of satisfaction. Only such a brilliant woman can be worthy of his identity.

The pure and terrifying golden flame power turned into a destructive force and impacted all directions.

An Bulang felt the incomparable heat hit his body and made him feel warm.

He looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and smiled faintly: "Xianpin Linggen? It's really good."

Spiritual root is a unique aptitude for practice of monks. Some people have spiritual roots, and some do not.

And its level is divided into ordinary grade, top grade, top grade, fairy grade, and holy grade.

The woman in front of her possessed the immortal spirit root, and in fact already had the qualifications to be a saint.

Qingxue snorted coldly, her blonde hair danced wildly, and the Chaoyang Holy Law urged her to hit An Bulang.

She is like a sun god, mighty, and the sun's fairy light blooming with her fist seems to be able to break through the stars and melt everything. It is the ultimate high temperature, the ultimate power!

"Is this the power of the Saintess of Chaoyang Sect, it is really powerful." Zell looked at the woman with endless mighty power and felt that if he had no chance of winning against her, it was too strong.

An Bulang was expressionless on this face, and punched out again.

boom! !

Clash of horrors.

It was like two stars colliding and breaking everything apart.

In the dojo maintained by the immortal formation, all mountains and rivers collapsed, and even the protective barrier began to tremble violently, and that terrifying energy seemed to break through the barrier.

Da Ri Xianguang was distorted and collapsed by that pure force collision.

Qingxue obviously wanted to use absolute strength to crush the boy in front of her with a punch, but in the end she felt severe pain in her hand bones, as if her hands were about to be torn apart by fists.

She screamed, blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, and her body was wrapped up in a huge force.

An Bulang could feel the woman's mighty fist power, which was as strong as the scorching sun. It was indeed very good, enough to disregard the majority of the tribulation period in the sanctuary, but compared with the current him, it was still far behind.

Huh!

A white light tears through the world of immortal spirit root projection, like a divine sword splitting the world.

Before Qingxue was relieved, she saw the boy in white rushing in front of her.

On her cold and arrogant face, shock and fear finally appeared, and she felt a certain gap in absolute strength, which made her tremble.

At this time, the boy's fist had already fallen ruthlessly, and it was actually her face...

Bang! ! !

Fist punched, shaking the void three hundred miles.

Qingxue's beautiful face was dented by the hammer, and several teeth shot with blood.

Her beautiful body shot into the ground like a golden body, knocking out a big pit!

"Senior Sister!"

"No...Sister Qingxue!"

Everyone exclaimed.

When the smoke disperses.

What everyone saw was a woman whose face was swollen and vomiting blood, lying limp in the pit.

An Bulang was ruthless and rushed to Qingxue again!

"Enough!" A vague and immortal anger, shattering the world.

Qing Hai's figure had already stood in front of Qingxue.

Upon seeing this, An Bulang stopped, and his energy converged.

The battlefield returned to calm.

The Tianjiao of the Chaoyang Saint Sect watching by the side, no longer the previous noise, but looked at the teenagers in the dojo with shocked expressions, as if looking at some monster.

"He actually defeated Senior Sister Qingxue?"

"Oh my God..."

"He comes from the lower realm, and Senior Sister Qingxue is my sect candidate saint, how is this possible..."

Many Tianjiao felt extremely unbelievable, and the gaze that looked at the young man was no longer as arrogant and contemptuous as before.

Beiyang Shengzi's face felt fiery.

He thought that Qingxue would never lose, but he didn't expect to lose so simply. While he felt a bit fierce on his face, he also had a wave of anger in his heart, especially when he saw Qingxue's face deformed by the blow.

"Huh... How dare to play such a heavy hand..."

Beiyang Shengzi stepped into the martial arts dojo, hanging behind him for three days, the scorching waves melted the earth and turned into magma.

An Bulang felt an extremely terrifying qi lock him.

He looked at the Beiyang Saint Child who had never been far away, smiled faintly, and said: "Why, you also want to come and play with me two tricks, let me recognize the gap between the lower realm monks and Chaoyang Saint Sect?"

The boy's words seemed to slap everyone's faces with loud slaps again.

Qinghe, Qingxue, and other monks from the Chaoyang Saint Sect, looked at the monks from the Hongmeng Continent, all with a natural sense of superiority.

And their sense of superiority as the Saint Sect of the Sanctuary, in these two battles, was actually beaten in the face by the youth with absolute strength.

Beiyang Shengzi's face sank, and the power of terror spread.

He raised his hand, and the fairy qi surged out, and the three-day flickering hovering behind him seemed to turn into an endless hot star in the next moment, melting everything in the world.

But after all, he still didn't make a move.

"You... are not qualified to let me do it."

"If you are lucky enough to be a fairy, I will let you know ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the huge gap between you and me!"

Shengzi Beiyang is a Xuanxian, he has his own arrogance, crushing opponents with an absolute realm gap, which makes him feel no sense of accomplishment.

An Bulang smiled faintly, and said nothing more.

Because he really didn't want to pretend to be forced.

As for waiting until he becomes immortal?

The Beiyang Saint Child was really boring to him.

Xuanxian Qinghai cast his gaze on the young man, with surprise and alertness in his eyes, and said, "An Lang...Who are you?"

"I? I'm just an ordinary nether cultivator?" An Bulang said helplessly and aggrieved, and said, "I really don't want to have a little conflict with you, but why do you have to target me?"

Good guy, this is actually wronged.

Qinghe, who had been slashed tens of thousands of times by the wind blade, and Qingxue, who was beaten by a punch, almost fainted again!