I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

　　 "What? It came so fast?"

　　 Ji Yonghao stood up suddenly, his face changed greatly.

　　 Qin Xuanyang arrived two days sooner than he expected.

　　 "嘤......!" A very harsh voice came from high altitude.

　　 "He came from heaven, naturally faster than ordinary people." An Bulang stood up, raised his head and smiled.

　　 Ji Yonghao reacted and ordered to the old **** anxiously: "Quick! Disperse everyone who is near here! A radius of 200 meters...No, within 300 meters, there should be no living people!"

　　 The old **** immediately ordered to do it.

　　 At this time, high-altitude came again a hearty laugh.

　　 "Hahaha... Where is Anbulang? Not yet coming out!"

　　 "I want to see how powerful the protector of my daughter is."

　　 his voice resembled a thunder, resounding through the world.

　　An Bulang and Ji Wuye pushed out the door, and when they looked up, they saw a three-foot red Peng bird, hovering in the sky.

　　 Its feathers were raised like a sword. From time to time, the hot **** flames of the pointed mouth escaped. When the wings fluttered, they could set off a gust of wind.

　　 "This is... flying monsters? And it's still a terrestrial flying monster blood fire Peng!" Ji Yonghao saw the bird in the sky, and immediately recognized the identity of the bird.

　　Although he is not a practitioner, he is a fierce flying beast in the surrounding countries, and he naturally read the illustrated book. Xuehuopeng has the power to hold the spirit realm, which is often a disaster for the world, and it is extremely difficult to tame. Qin Xuanyang even tame it as a mount.

　　 A black crystal armor, a heroic middle-aged man, standing behind Xue Huopeng, holding his chest with both hands, overlooking the two below.

　　 Behind him, there were ten monks wearing gray robes with strong breath standing quietly.

　　These monks are the elders of the imperial family of the Tamron Empire, and all of them have spiritual performances.

　　 "Father and Emperor, you are finally here..."

　　Qin Shiyue walked out of the courtyard, with red eyes, some grievances, and some looked up at the man in the sky with peace of mind.

　　 Man's figure is still so great, so reliable, as long as he appears, he can suppress everything.

　　Qin Xuanyang soon focused his attention on the white boy on the ground, his eyes narrowed slightly, his voice was powerful: "Are you safe?"

　　An Bulang didn't answer the other person's words, but whispered: "I don't like people flying over my head to talk to me."

　　Qin Xuanyang was surprised, and then laughed: "I just talk to you, what's wrong?"

　　 An Bulang suddenly spit out a weird syllable: "(.-ω-)zzz?,??︿??.?"

　　 "Huh?" Qin Xuanyang hadn't responded yet, Xue Huopeng suddenly screamed in horror, and then quickly fell to the ground.

　　 Qin Xuanyang used floating force for the first time.

　　 But the remaining ten powerful spirit-bearing fighters on the top of Bloodfire Peng were miserable. Their emperor could fly, but they wouldn’t!

　　 "Boom!"

　　 The earth shook for a while.

　　 Bloodfire Peng is like abolished, lying on the smashed ground.

　　The remaining ten elders were all in a state of embarrassment because they fell from a height.

　　 "An Bu Lang! What the **** did you do to my bloodfire Peng?"

　　Qin Xuanyang fell to the ground, his face completely sinking, no longer the ease and arrogance before.

　　 "It's much more comfortable now." An Bulang stared at Qin Xuanyang with a smile on his face.

"Hahaha... Qin Huang came from afar, I was far away, I don't want to be surprised." Ji Yonghao saw the opening atmosphere so nervous, and immediately walked forward to say cheerfully, trying to relax the atmosphere, after all, the palace is so beautiful It really hurts to destroy the palace building.

　　Qin Xuanyang looked coldly at Ji Yonghao: "You deserve to call me?"

　　 Ji Yonghao: "..."

　　 "No wave, I'll leave it to you here, just hit it."

　　 Ji Yonghao left his expression blankly and walked away quickly.

　　 originally wanted to value harmony, but now it seems that it is more realistic to fight.

　　Qin Xuanyang grasped the back of Xuehuopeng with one hand, and a huge black box was pulled by a huge force, slowly floating.

　　 "Aren't you asking for the protection fee of ten thousand spirit stones?" Qin Xuanyang said lightly.

　　During the talk, a sudden flow of dark golden energy flowed from his body, forming a dark golden energy wandering around him.

　　 The rich energy condenses into a substantive power, crazily rolling away around.

　　 The gusty wind began to work, and the sky began to change color.

　　 "I really want to see, this panacea, you can't get it." Qin Xuanyang's double pupils were also stained with gold, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Qin Shiyue felt the great power from a distance, a slightly whitish face, and the color of surprise immediately appeared: "This is... Tianjin Heilong Recipe! Unexpectedly, my father emperor has cultivated it to the ninth consummation The realm has condensed the sky golden black dragon!"

　　Tianjin Black Dragon is a top-level exercise passed down from generation to generation of the Tenglong Empire royal family. It is said that the condensed entity Tianjin Black Dragon has almost the same power as the caster, that is to say, it is now equivalent to two Qin Xuanyang to deal with an Anlang.

　　 This time I should be able to control An Bulang...

　　Qin Shiyue clenched her fists tightly, looking at the scene in front of her with great expectation.

　　 "Roar!" Tianjin Black Dragon roared.

　　 The terrible power is interspersed with Longwei, like a big mountain, squeezed towards the direction of the waves, and even the ground is squeezed by the pressure and the whole is hollow and cracked.

"Oh? With two sons, I was able to keep my look under my coercion." Qin Xuanyang saw An Bulang without any change in his face, revealing a touch of appreciation. UU reading www.uukanshu.com "So, you want to If you want a spirit stone, just come over and get it."

　　 One wave of his hand, a huge black box, suddenly fell beside him.

　　 "The dragon's cry is wrong." An Bulang said suddenly.

　　 "Huh? What?" Qin Xuanyang was shocked again.

　　 "The dragon roared like a tiger lion, roaring and roaring, so the hybrid dragon would be called like this... Really losing the face of the dragon tribe..." An Bulang sighed.

　　 Now Qin Xuanyang understands, does Nima look down on the Tianjin Black Dragon he called?

　　Qin Shiyue was also taken aback, is Anbulang crazy? Even the exercises must be provocative? What qualifications does he have to look down on their royal top-level exercises?

　　 Although the sky black dragon is just a projection of power, but how can a junior be insulted by every junior, there is another roar immediately: "roar!!!"

　　The dragon roared into a mighty sound wave and slammed toward Anbu Wave. The ground where the sound wave passed was cracked. Even the large floor tiles were also rolled up by the sound wave and hit the young boy in white.

　　 "All said, the dragon is not called like this, the roar of the pure dragon clan should be Yin..."

　　 "Qinglong Yuekong Yin!"

　　An Bulang took a deep breath and opened his mouth again.

　　 "Moo......!!!"

　　 A very strange roar broke out from An Bulang's mouth.

　　 It is like the moo of Shenniu, but it is more crisp and clear, more domineering, and has a strange penetrating power!

　　The sound waves of both sides collided, and the bricks sandwiched in the middle were instantly bombarded into powder.

Immediately afterwards, An Bulang's dragon roar seemed to bring a natural repression, tearing Qin Xuanyang's sound waves in an instant. Under Qin Xuanyang's incredible eyes, he bombarded the Tianjin Black Dragon wrapped around him, and roughly shattered the Tianjin Black Dragon. ! !