I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

The end of the Tao of Harmony.

The final battle.

A battle that shook the entire universe finally came to an end with the defeat of Qiu Ming!

Watching Qiu Ming's body turn into dust, dissipating at the end of the Tao of Hongmeng.

Everyone has such a feeling from their hearts, this should be Qiu Ming's best destination.

An Bulang's gift of Daohua to Qiu Ming, who was dying, touched everyone's mind. The scene seemed to run through the ages, and even the years could not be erased.

This is a sufficiently legendary battle, even more legendary than some imperial battles.

Because it represents too much meaning, the decisive battle of the young emperor will not be so exciting.

Both of them are such enchanting evildoers, disregarding the Tianjiao of the Ten Thousand Races, opening a whole big level.

They represent the two most powerful inheritances in the universe. They have potentials that ordinary people can't imagine, and they also have tools that ordinary people can't understand. They are the only two of them who have reached the end of the Tao of Hongmeng, and they have also developed magical magic above the truth...

All of this is so admirable and fearful.

An Bulang and Qiu Ming are both strong men beyond understanding. Even if Qiu Ming is defeated, no one will laugh at him, and no one will think he is weak. On the contrary, it is more the emotion and lament that the two heroes' duel ended.

"Ugh……"

A sigh came from the top of the universe.

It does not have any imperial prestige fluctuations, but it can make people feel endless sadness and regret.

The three emperors of Xiandi Palace changed their expressions at the same time and looked towards the sky.

But when they looked carefully, they found that the starry sky was already empty.

"The world king!"

"Young Master He..."

The powerhouses of the Vera Realm King force were extremely sad, and some even had tears in their eyes.

They did not complete the mission entrusted by the Vera Realm King, and the Young Master was even more defeated. For the Vera Realm King forces, it was an unimaginable loss.

You know that Qiu Ming has reached the end of the Tao of Hongmeng!

If he could come back safely and inherit the mantle of the Realm King Vera, it wouldn't be a problem at all!

"Don't blame you, but Anbulang is too strong, go back."

The voice of Vera Realm King came again, with a touch of supreme majesty in Wen Runzhong.

He didn't call An Bulang the emperor, but called him by his first name, perhaps only expressing the importance of that young man.

The eyes of the three female emperors moved slightly, especially the Queen Suzaku. When she looked in a certain direction, her pupils became red blood and gold, and they seemed to be able to penetrate everything. Seeing the extremely distant starry sky, the fighting spirit in her body was surging, and she was caught Suppress it forcibly.

No, now is not the time to fight...

An Bulang and the small supreme all urged the Hongmeng Star Stone, one by one, they were teleported by the magical power of the great emperor and returned to the Hongmeng Dojo, and one after another appeared.

An Bulang, Jin Yuexi, Ji Yinyin, Emperor Guiyi, Hua Xingyu, the strongest gene body, Qianxun Saint, Nalan Jinli, Su Mu, Ink Poems, Taoist Shoulu, Shenxu Kun...

At this time, the ten thousand realms powerhouse discovered that more than half of the top ten Little Supremes of the Hongmeng Way were directly or indirectly related to the Immortal Emperor Palace.

"It's really awesome..."

"Even in the future, the Immortal Emperor Palace is destined to be a successor..."

"The foundation of the Immortal Palace is unfathomable!"

The elders of Ten Thousand Clan Tianjiao all have such a feeling.

A group of little supreme returned to the Hongmeng Dojo again.

They looked at the crowds of spectators with a trance.

How long have they been there this time?

To be precise, it should be one year.

But they feel as if ten thousand years have passed.

As for Anbulang who has reached the end of the Tao of Hongmeng, the feeling is even deeper.

That is not ten thousand years, but countless trillions of years, a whole cosmic era so long!

Did he really experience it for so long, or is he an illusion? Even he didn't know this.

The only thing I can know is that this is definitely a precious experience that he can never meet, and even the most important foundation for the future!

It's not only the little princes who feel big.

The feelings of the tens of thousands of people who eat melon Tianjiao are also particularly strong.

When the little sages entered, some of them were crossing the catastrophe period, but after they came out, they were already Xuanxian.

An Bulang is even more exaggerated, already at the real fairy level.

The Tianjiao of the Ten Thousand Realms eat melons here, watch the theater here, and the little supremes fight and fight here.

Ten Thousand Realms Tianjiao's main cultivation base stays still.

However, the Little Supremes have already obtained a lot of opportunities and immortal treasures, and their cultivation bases have progressed by leaps and bounds, at least across a small realm, and even more powerfully, even across a large realm, like Anbulang, and even three big realms...

"Emperor Bulang is asking about Dao Realm, I sit here to eat melons. When Emperor Bulang is crossing the Tribulation Period, I sit here to watch him grow up and watch him fight, Emperor Bulang is from Profound Wonderland At that time, I was sitting here to watch him win the fate of immortality. When Emperor Bulang was a real fairyland, I was still sitting here..."

"What am I missing?"

The melon-eating people in Ten Thousand Realms feel that they have left something or missed something.

Everyone actually feels like the vicissitudes of life!

The point is that they have only eaten a melon for a year, not long!

"Well, all members of Tianjiao who set foot on the Hongmeng Way have returned."

"Next, I will announce this time of Ten Thousand Realms Competition. The one who won the first place is..."

Tianxian Wuzhi looked excited, and rarely was blood boiling.

"From the Immortal Emperor Palace...An Bulang!"

As soon as the sound came out, the audience boiled.

Everyone is cheering for the champion of the Ten Thousand Worlds Competition.

Hongmeng Dojo went up the mountain and whispered the tsunami.

The female fairies of the Immortal Emperor Palace floated, sprinkling patches of flower rain.

The Empress of the Golden Crow smiled even more, and the golden flames in her hand lifted into the sky, exploding into the brilliant fireworks.

The starry sky turned into a gorgeous golden color, and the flames turned into various wonderful totems, a beam of joy.

In the form of Tao, the fireworks spread throughout the central star field in an instant.

The practitioners in the entire central star field understood one thing at this moment.

The champion of the Ten Thousand Worlds Competition is Anbu Lang!

The emperor of the Immortal Palace is safe! !

A grand ceremony began.

Tianjiao of the Ten Thousand Clan is shouting the name of Anbulang.

Countless strong bosses cast eyes of admiration and admiration at him.

Countless arrogant women of the sky sprout and look forward to.

An Bulang stands tall in the Hongmeng Dojo, dressed in white, graceful and ethereal.

All races celebrated for him.

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"An unwavering!"

"An unwavering!"

"An unwavering!"

Shocked the clouds with a cry.

An Bulang has become recognized as the number one arrogant in the world!

He proved himself through unparalleled strength and performance.

Moreover, this recognition has surpassed his identity and his influence.

At this moment, in people's minds, various external factors have been blurred.

People have forgotten his various identities, such as the Tianjiao of the Immortal Emperor Palace, and the son of Anlin Immortal Emperor, all have forgotten at this moment. There is only one name, which is branded in the hearts of all races.

That is the young man in white clothes in front of the dust, An Bulang who won the first place in the Ten Thousand Realms Competition!