I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

"Your Moro family has already possessed a mark, why bother trying to try our Wen family's mark again?"

There was a trace of grief and anger in the gentle tone.

In the face of the Jun family and the Palace family, she can fight, even if she is fighting to death or life. But facing the Moro family, she had no such confidence at all.

Because she knows that there is only one result against the Moro family——

Die by themselves, they live!

"Are you a genius sent by the Wen family this year? The strength is somewhat desirable."

The man Moruo Sheng" smiled arrogantly, "However, this time our Taikoo League needs a mark, it is of great use! With the strength of your Wen family, you don't deserve to participate. "

With words, he has completely excluded the Wen family from the Taikoo League.

"This mark has been allocated to us long ago, and the Swire Alliance has long established regulations. As long as one of us can get the mark, he will immediately be eligible for the covenant!"

Jun Shaoyu was also anxious and couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "Does your Moro family want to have two unique marks alone? Wouldn't you cause opposition from the rest of the Swire Alliance?"

"what did you say!?"

Moro Sheng was angry, his eyes narrowed, and he slapped out a palm.

Suddenly, a heavy black light condensed in his palm, and in a blink of an eye he turned into a huge and friendless palm shadow and fell down.

"Titicaca!"

Before the shadow of the palm arrived, the void had already burst into pieces.

Upon seeing this, Jun Shaoyu couldn't help being shocked——

The void here is filled with the original energy of the Metadomain Realm, and it is so strong that it is impossible for an ordinary source to even shake it.

But in front of him, Moruo Sheng just took an understatement and slapped it, causing the void to explode. One can imagine how terrifying his power is!

In a hurry, he immediately roared: "Brother Gong!"

There was no need for him to do more summoning, Gong Fangbai had already activated the secret real curse for the first time.

In an instant, the runes circulating around him became more and more sharp, and each one could easily split the void, making a whistling sound.

Afterwards, they all gushed out, superimposed on Jun Shaoyu's broken sky pupil light, and rushed towards the palm shadow together.

"Small bugs."

Moruo Sheng just smiled indifferently, and the black jade in his eyebrows faintly fluctuated.

Later, I saw that the palm shadow did not change much, but lines appeared on the surface, like "palm prints"!

Immediately, the power that overflowed from the palm shadow was even more vast. Just a light touch caused Dejun Shaoyu's pupils to shatter in segments, and even the true curse incorporated in it was on the spot. Shattered.

"Puff! Puff!"

Jun Shaoyu and Gong Fangbai were hard to restrain, they spewed blood one after another, their bodies staggered backwards, their eyes were full of shock, "Lower source!?"

Although they had heard of the strength of the Moro family, because of the mystery of the Primordial League, they had not actually touched it.

Until this moment, they could not realize the terrible strength of the Moro family.

"Young Master Moro is indeed well-deserved, we have learned."

Jun Shaoyu smiled tragically, knowing that today's mark is no longer for his family.

"Little Lord?"

Moruo Sheng was startled slightly, and shook his head with a smile. What do you think you are? Also worthy of my Moro Family Young Master to come out in person?

When these words came out, Jun Shaoyu and the others were shocked!

It turns out that Moruo Sheng is not the young master of their clan? Could it be said that during this trip to the Metadomain Realm, the Moro family has a stronger existence than him?

Moruo Sheng obviously didn't think they were worthy of his own explanation, but smiled coldly: "Now you should know the gap, right? Get out! Or-die!"

In the face of such a strong oppression, Jun Shaoyu and the other four looked at each other, but with a stubborn expression on their faces, they retreated sadly towards the bottom of the mountain.

Seeing their posture, Moruo Sheng mocked contemptuously, and then lightly patted the sitting behemoth, preparing to rush to the top to take away the mark——

When it was, a helpless voice sounded: "Your Excellency is going to take away the secret seal of my Wen family. Isn't it too inappropriate?"

As soon as this remark came out, it was shocking!

Everyone's eyes were focused on the sound coming from, and when they could see clearly that the boy in the mysterious robe was speaking, Jun Shaoyu and others were all stunned, and there was a look of surprise in their eyes.

It turned out to be him! ?

When Yang Lie opened his mouth and the Wen brothers and sisters immediately retreated to the back, Jun Shaoyu couldn't help but an astonishing idea emerged in his heart——

Perhaps, this young man is not the follower he imagined at all, but the first of the Wen family's trip! ?

"Where's the younger generation, ignorant and arrogant!"

An unpleasant look appeared on Moruosheng's face, "It seems that your Wen family was also a member of our Taikoo League in the past, so I am willing to leave you a bit of face! You are so unsure of what is good or bad, you want to be more advanced!

As Jun Shaoyu said earlier, their Moro family forcibly occupied the Mark of Tongtian Peak that should have been occupied by the Wen family, Jun family, and Gong family, which would inevitably arouse dissatisfaction from other families.

Although the Moro family has always been strong, it is somewhat unfair to do so. That's why his attitude towards the Wen family is kind.

However, that by no means meant that he would be willing to give up his mark!

A cold light appeared in his eyes, and Moruo Sheng stared at the Wen brothers and sisters coldly: "I will give you a chance to take back your previous disrespectful words."

The fluctuations that belonged solely to the lower source were overwhelming and shrouded the void of a party. It was obvious that Moruo Sheng was using his own strength to force them to retreat.

"No need."

Unexpectedly, Wen Ya just smiled faintly, "The young master's decision is the decision of my Wen family!"

"what!?"

If it was just a guess, then now, when Wen Ya personally admitted Yang Lie's identity, Jun Shaoyu and others felt like a stormy sea.

They could not imagine that this unremarkable youngster in the mysterious robe was indeed the young master of the Wen family!

You know, whether it is Wen Ya or Wen Taiqing, they are both regarded as peerless Tianjiao. So why would they convince this young man and willingly assist?

"Persevere not to understand! Insult yourself!"

Moruo Sheng didn't bother to talk any more nonsense, sitting directly behind the giant beast, and slammed it down.

When this palm fell, a bunch of clear lines emerged. They spread endlessly, seemingly able to penetrate the void and go directly to the depths of the endless star field, forcibly drawing the energy from it.

Compared with the palm that crushed Jun Shaoyu just now, the power of Moruo Sheng's shot at this moment is not inferior, and it also has the power of the lower source!

Obviously, although he was disdainful, he already had a somewhat cautious attitude towards Yang Lie.

However, facing this overwhelming palm, Yang Lie stood still, as if he had been frightened stupidly.

Upon seeing this, Moruo Sheng said in his heart: This kid should be of the blood of the ancestor of the Wen family. Only by relying on nepotism can he become the so-called "Young Master". The previous arrogance was nothing more than ignorance. Now the real challenge is immediately revealed!

This thought also appeared in the hearts of Jun Shaoyu and the others, and they couldn't help showing disappointment: That boy, was it just bluffing? It's really ridiculous...

Suddenly, their expressions stiffened, and then there was a strong shock!

"what!?"

Moruo Sheng was also shocked, and looked at in astonishment.

As far as he could see, the mysterious robe young man slowly raised his head, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "If you want to take away the Wen family's mark, you should get something real!"

"Boom!"

The eight golden fist beams resembled a dragon Yao Jiao, roaring in anger, and with the momentum to tear the sky apart, they slammed forward.

Then, when they were about to touch the target, they suddenly merged to form a bead-like seal--

Zhenyuan boxing!

Since the realization of the first generation of Hongmeng's true body, Yang Lie's esoteric power has rapidly increased, reaching a level that is comparable to third-class esotericism.

Coupled with the recent acquisition of the body of the original Thunder Dragon, the power of martial arts has increased to a level!

"Titicaca!"

There was an incomparably crisp cracking sound, and the palm shadow that was about to be crushed was hit by a heavy fist, and strips of slender cracks immediately appeared.

The cracks continue to expand and extend, and the entire palm shadow is filled in a blink of an eye, and then silently annihilated and dissipated!

"Lower source power!"

At this moment, Jun Shaoyu, Gong Fangbai and others all exclaimed in surprise, their faces full of surprises that were hard to hide.

Although they had previously competed with the Wen family for the mark, they even secretly joined forces for this. However, that is a struggle between the inside.

Now Moruo Sheng stepped in, wanting to forcibly take away the mark on Tongtian Peak, which undoubtedly aroused their feelings of the same enemy.

Therefore, seeing that Yang Lie was able to withstand Moruo Sheng, they were extremely excited.

"It turns out there is a bit of background, no wonder it is so arrogant."

The faint astonishment in Molosheng's eyes disappeared, and then a cold and stern look appeared, "Unfortunately, if you think that this strength can be presumptuous in front of me, that would be too naive."

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a violent explosion sounded, as if there was an invisible bell ringing between heaven and earth.

A wave of tyrannical waves spread out, forming a faintly Buddha pagoda above his head.

Looking closely, the pagoda has only one base, but the area is extremely wide, giving people the impression of vastness and endlessness, as if it can suppress the sky.

"Futu God Ruins!"

Wen Taiqing could not help changing color.

The reason why the Moro tribe can dominate the Primordial League is not only because their ancestors are alive, but also because their inheritance has never been cut off.

This inheritance is not only Shaking Xingjue, but also their secrets——

First-class esotericism, the Ruins of the Buddha!

After practicing to the extreme in this esoteric rumor, it is enough to "prove the Dao with strength", break the barrier of open source, and touch the realm of transcendence.

From this we can see how powerful it is!

Although it was impossible for Moruo Sheng to cultivate to that level. However, once his martial arts was urged, the breath exuding was earth-shattering, enough to shock people.

"I gave you a chance! Now I know the fear? It's too late!"

Moruo Sheng sneered and pressed down with a palm, "The pagoda destroys the domain!"

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