I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

　　An Bulang watched the signs on the map and moved on.

　　 A group of hunted beasts entered Yinlongtan as if to obtain a treasure of heaven and earth.

　　Tiancai and Dibao can be roughly divided into six levels: Xuan level, ground level, spirit level, heaven level, barren level, and fairy level.

　　Everything is estimated to be at the top.

　　An Bulang perceives the richness of the surrounding atmosphere, and feels that the treasure they want to obtain should be a profound treasure. Of course, it may also be an influential treasure of heaven and earth that cannot reach even the profound level...

The extremely yin thing that An Bulang is looking for means the heaven and earth spirit plant containing the essence of pure yin. It can be a mysterious earth level, or a heaven level or even a barren level. One thing, that is pure!

　　 Therefore, Yinlongtan is still worth a visit, maybe you can really find something extremely yin.

　　 With the incessant deepening, the blue mist thickened.

　　 The sun was beginning to be obscured by the blue fog, the light was dim, and the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, becoming more gloomy.

　　 "Ooo..."

　　 The wind blew through, like a distant and sad cry.

　　Ji Yinyin's face was pale, she was slobbering secretly, and she approached An Bulang unconsciously, as if she was a little closer to him, and she felt safe enough.

She looked at the trees in front of her, which were originally straight trunks. I don’t know when, the trunks here have become twisted and stubborn, and they look crooked and slanted, all kinds of weirdness, and there are unknown bumps on the surface, like one by one. Pustule, like a personal head.

　　 Ji Yinyin was a little scared, and she could even hear the crunch of the two of them stepping on the ground and breaking the twigs.

　　 "Brother, the atmosphere here is too scary, will there be any ghosts suddenly appear?" Ji Yinyin was uneasy.

　　 Behind her, I don't know when, there is already a black thing slowly approaching, a quiet, translucent head, with a grim smirk.

　　 The sharp **** claws are slowly reaching the girl's head.

　　 "Don't you?" Ji Yinyin looked at the leader in front of him, the teenager who had been silent for a while, called again with some uneasiness.

　　 But the boy still didn't look back and walked forward.

　　 Ji Yinyin seems to be a character who is not afraid of the sky, but in fact she is very scared in the face of inexplicable ghosts and ghosts. An Bulang can be said to be her only dependence now, but now this dependence ignores her...

　　 Her anxiety was worse, she always felt something behind her...

　　If there is a non-existent voice, drilled into her ears, as if someone was talking to her in the ear, but she dare not look back.

　　 The road ahead is filled with blue mist, and only tree shadows can be seen...

"Hey……"

　　 "Are you saying something, are you deaf?!"

　　 Ji Yinyin shivered a little, and said angrily to the man who had not spoken in front.

"you are at……"

　　 "Call me?"

　　 The deep and strange voice seemed to come from the deep darkness.

　　An Bulang slowly turned around, his head turned upside down for some reason, his chin above, a pair of eyes and hair below, and a blue cold smile at Ji Yinyin.

　　 This picture, this expression, as if everything has solidified into a scroll.

　　 The air was still for a while.

　　 Ji Yinyin's pupil seemed to lose all the focal length in an instant, and his heart stopped suddenly.

　　 Behind her, a few shady black shadows, already grinning and thrusting claws into the girl's skin.

suddenly!

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhh...!!!!!!"

　　 screamed like a ghost, erupted from Ji Yinyin's mouth, and even formed a substantial sound wave, so that the surrounding leaves rustled down.

The gritty black shadows behind him were stimulated to tremble all over, covering their ears and fleeing furiously, accompanied by the ethereal sound of "Woo Woo".

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhh..."

　　 Ji Yinyin's voice gradually weakened, his eyes turned white, and he actually sat down on the ground with his buttocks, and his body shook gently, his expression dull, as if he had lost his soul.

　　An Bulang's upside-down head dissipated like smoke, revealing his clean and clean face, which was mixed with a certain amount of consternation.

　　 "Hey... are you okay?" An Bulangsheng feared that the girl was scared by him, and worried.

　　 Ji Yinyin looked at An Bulang, who had changed back to his original state, his eyes were red, and he cried directly.

　　 "Big villain! How can you scare me, how can you scare me? Woooooo..."

　　 The girl was crying with pear blossoms and rain, crying like a child who had been aggrieved.

An Bulang originally wanted to tell Ji Yinyin that she must keep calm when facing unknown horror, and must respond to all kinds of sudden and terrifying situations at any time. However, after seeing Ji Yinyin, he was inexplicable. My heart softened, and I swallowed it when it came to my mouth, and squatted down to comfort the girl.

　　 "Wow... The only thing I can rely on is you."

　　 "Do you know how scared I was when I found out that you are a ghost?"

　　 "Do you know how afraid I am of black? Woo woo..."

　　 "Do you know how desperate I was when my only spiritual pillar collapsed?"

　　 Ji Yinyin was not pretending to be crying this time. She was really scared and collapsed.

　　An Bulang had to hug the girl's body and keep comforting.

　　Finally, when Ji Yinyin cried and said to An Bulang that he needed a kiss to recover, UU reading www.uukanshu.com An Bulang stopped comforting.

　　 When Ji Yinyin still has the leisure to play rogue with An Bulang, it means she has recovered.

　　Neither wave nor coax, the girl found out that she had made a tactical mistake.

　　 Ji Yinyin stood up from the ground with a small mouth, and glanced at An Anlang with a bit of resentment: "Don't scare me in the future."

　　An Bulang nodded.

　　 He coaxed the girl well, and then he was too lazy to ask for trouble.

　　An Bulang knew in his heart that Ji Yinyin was really afraid of ghosts and was more afraid of unknown and strange things than ordinary people.

　　 So, the next step is An Bulang's shot!

　　 "Oh!" A ghostly green ghost rushed from a tree.

　　 It has a size of one foot, releasing the violent and depraved emotions, the breath is very powerful, and has the intensity of the breath that is no less than the eightfold of the mysterious body.

　　An Bulang's eyelids are too lazy to lift, waving with one hand.

Snapped! !

　　 The ghost was still screaming in the future, and his body was taken away.

　　 "嘤嘤嘤......"

　　 Two more ghosts in white skimmed from the rear, scarlet claws, drawing a bloodline of death.

　　 These two white clothes are more powerful, even exuding the energy fluctuation of the nine levels of the metaphysical body.

　　 An Bu Lang 180 degrees circling shot!

Snapped! !

　　 The attack of the two white-ghosts was not fully displayed, and the body was hit by a terrifying palm, and the translucent body was extremely twisted, and then collapsed.

　　An Bulang slap and kill! !

　　 Ji Yinyin was dumbfounded. Such an anxiety was so handsome. God blocked killing God, and Buddha blocked killing Buddha.

　　No matter how terrible the enemy is, it is a slap, and it will never be used.

what is this?

　　 A palm fairy! !