I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

"when!"

The mighty, unstoppable light wheel suddenly stopped, as if blocked by some kind of fine steel wall.

And in front of it, a dark and gloomy world appeared!

The breath exuding from that world is very different from God's Realm, completely coming from another dark side.

"Dark universe!?"

If other people may not understand, it is impossible for the Shi Clan not to understand this power.

Kong Zhizun's eyes have been condensed to the extreme: "After tens of thousands of years, I did not expect that after the child of Su Taicang was killed, there will be people who can comprehend these secret methods!"

A word to drink out, like a shock.

Hearing what he said, it seems that Su Taicang's fall is related to him, and the cause is the fate of the dark universe realm.

"This son, can't stay!"

Kong Zhizun condensedly shouted.

Hearing this, Saint Moro's eyes sank: "It's not your power. What's the use even if you can barely steal it!? After all, it's hard to escape!"

He knew very well that even though he was useful to the Shi Clan now, he could still get a lot of preferential treatment.

Once they can't complete the task they assigned, the end may immediately become extremely miserable.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to rush the blood in his body, spewing a large mouthful of golden blood, and immediately caused the light wheel to swell again, and its power increased several times, breaking free from the restraints, and continuing to break through the air.

"What's the use?"

A sorrowful smile appeared at the corner of Yang Lie's mouth, "I'll tell you what's the use!"

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

In an instant, the boundaries of destruction, black hole, and time and space all emerged.

In the horrified eyes of the Son of Moro, their territorial power surged, and they merged with the dark universe without a gap.

As soon as they merged, they turned from a cub into a wild beast with a big mouth, as if they were about to swallow everything they could see.

"The tribulation of all phases--"

"Five domains in one!"

Yang Lie drank heavily, pressing down his right palm.

"Om" shock!

The huge and unmatched light wheel seemed to have been hit by a tsunami. It was hit by a heavy hit on the spot and flew into the air suddenly.

Even the body with the Son of Moro seemed to be impacted by a huge wave and flew back directly.

Being in the air, Saint Moro could clearly feel a cold look on him.

His mind suddenly froze, and he knew that it was a warning from the Supreme Master Kong!

The Son of Moro couldn't care about any loss of life anymore, that great evil spirit was immediately urged by him——

"boom!"

For an instant, as if flames were burning behind him, a strange life appeared behind the Son of Moro!

It seemed to be just an ordinary lone wolf, just a little higher, the sky was covered with silvery white soft long hair, without any strong breath exuding.

However, as soon as you stare at it, you will feel an indescribable sense of horror in your heart!

Fear, panic, trembling...

The power contained in this figure seemed to hide countless fierceness, tearing everything in the world to pieces.

"Big fierce!"

This is the ancient beast of the Taiyu realm that made the first generation of ancestor dragons also do not know how many methods were used to reluctantly seal it!

When its divine life projection appeared, even the outside world Kong Zhizun's cheek muscles tightened, showing a touch of fear.

"Roar!"

Although it was only a projection of divine life drawn by the essence, this great fierce head raised and cleared the whistle, which had already caused all the blood in the saint child's body to boil, and the inheritance of the secret method floated with it, and it was about to explode.

"Damn it! Why is it so scary!?"

Whether it was the quiet Mo Family Saint Child or Mu Xuxuan, they all changed suddenly, and they couldn't believe what they saw before them.

"You all are going to die!"

After opening the great fierce destiny, the look on the face of the Son of Moro also became fierce, and the bloodthirsty light in his eyes almost turned into red blood crystals, ready to choose someone to eat anytime, anywhere.

"Everyone, use your mark!"

Yang Lie still stared at him calmly, without the slightest retreat, and stretched out his hand.

"Me, Mu Xu family, blessed by the imprint of eternal life!"

Without hesitation, Mu Xuxuan immediately drove the Imprint of Everlasting Absolute to Yang Lie.

Followed by the Mohist holy son, the secret of their family's "Kaiwujue" mark also flew past without reservation.

"Heart!"

"Wish Tianjue!"

One by one the inheritance mark flew away, and in a blink of an eye it was already integrated into Yang Lie's body. Seeing his body seemed to be swelling, beams of dazzling light exploded.

"silly!"

The Son of Moro sneered, "Do you think that anyone can withstand the power of the fierce? Without the support of the fierce essence, your wanton and reckless behavior will only blow up the kid-what!?"

Suddenly, he noticed something was wrong.

Those surging inheritance marks that seemed to burst Yang Lie at any time, melted down one by one, and merged into Yang Lie's body silently.

And I can feel that that kind of integration is quite smooth, without any trace of stagnation!

"This armor...it seems..."

Yang Lie closed his eyes slightly, as if a dusty door opened wide in the sea of ​​knowledge.

He just summoned everyone to help with the imprint, but he was actually drinking it instinctively. Only now did he know that it was Yuan Shijia's mind that was affecting him!

This armor seems to be able to contain the power of all ancient beasts innately. Even if the "big murder"——

No exception!

"Buzzing!"

Yuan Shijia trembles slightly, and all the imprints absorbed in it indicate floating, and finally condenses into a beast pattern.

Yang Lie was still standing quietly, but an ancient beast suddenly appeared behind him——

Silver hair, standing proudly like a wolf, swallowing the sky fiercely!

"Fighter!?"

The Son of Moro couldn't believe what he saw.

He didn't know how much he had paid before he was rewarded by the great evil spirit, thus being able to start the projection of the gods.

But now, the boy on the opposite side is just a quick finger, does he have power similar to himself?

How violent is that the blow?

"I don't believe it! You are just a false god!"

The look of the Son of Moro was almost violent, and the fierce **** behind him violently killed him.

"boom!"

With a tsunami-like impact from a landslide, Yang Lie lightly raised a hand and slammed it forward.

With just a light hold, the projection of the destiny of the Son of Moro was held on the spot, unable to move!

At the same time, Yuan Shijia emerged from the surface of Yang Lie's body, and a wave of power flowed on its surface, and all blessings were on the projection of the great evil spirit.

The blow of "Peng"!

The projection of the gods of the Son of Moro on the opposite side was crushed by him on the spot.

silence.

Deathly silence!

Suddenly, a horrified roar sounded: "Yuan Shijia!?"

It was the white camel mountain master who made the sound.

His eyes were red at this moment, countless shock, countless greed, countless madness, all gushing out.

Immediately afterwards, he rushed over like crazy, his arms spread for thousands of miles, and he grabbed out.

"Humph!"

The look of the first generation Ancestral Dragon was equally shocked, but when the White Camel Mountain Master made a move, he immediately smashed his right fist and fell across the air.

It can be seen that the first generation Ancestral Dragon was really angry with this shot, and the light gleaming in the right fist was barren and ancient, almost swallowing the world.

"Boom!"

The White Camel Mountain Lord’s attack was blocked by him on the spot, and his body retreated again and again. The crimson color in his eyes became more and more obvious: "Zheng! You let me pass, our grievances will disappear!"

The shocked color in the eyes of the first generation Ancestral Dragon has faded away, and some are a faint smile: "Do you think it is possible?"

The lord of the White Camel Mountain seemed to know that his request could not be fulfilled, so he roared: "If you refuse to let it go, then you will see life and death!"

He kills more frantically, moves desperately, leaving no room for--

Whether the Lord Baituo had conspired with the Ancestral Dragon clan or showed up this time, he was relatively hidden, and it was not necessary that he never wanted to show up behind the scenes.

But at this moment, I don't know where Yuan Shijia came from. It can stimulate him to be so crazy, he would rather pay the price of his life, but also step forward to take it.

"proud?"

Yang Lie was obviously sluggish. Although he had guessed that Yuan Shijia had an extraordinary origin, looking at the crazy appearance of the Baituo Mountain Lord at this moment, I am afraid that his guess is far from the truth.

"I do not know either."

An arrogant and helpless voice sounded, and the scene before him was also beyond his knowledge.

"It's actually this thing!"

Outside, the Supreme Master Kong murmured softly, and suddenly there was an unprecedented blaze on his face, "Molo! This thing is for you, kill that kid and deprive him of his original origin!"

"Ding!"

Suddenly, a little light appeared in Kong Zhizun's palm.

The aura looked like ice crystal chalcedony, crystal clear. But when I looked at it carefully, I could see thousands of changes of colors, with unpredictable wonders.

It actually seemed to penetrate nothingness, completely ignoring the restrictions imposed by the first generation of Ancestral Dragon, and was not restricted by the rules of the metadomain boundary at all. It directly crossed the space and came to the side of the Moro Son.

"boom!"

When he saw this thing, Yang Lie's sea of ​​consciousness exploded, and an expression of extreme ecstasy emerged.

However, his expression fell in the eyes of the Son of Moro, but was misunderstood as panic.

So, the Son of Moro sneered: "I only know the fear now? Slowness is not enough to describe you!"

As soon as he grasped the aura, a wave of tyrannical waves burst out from it, violently impacting his body.

"Ah!"

The Son of Moro howled miserably, and an expression of incomparable pain appeared on his face.

Each of those energy fluctuations is like a giant dragon, forcibly penetrating through his meridians, blood vessels, and flesh and blood, and the swelling feeling that exceeds the limit is swept away, even if his mind is tough, it feels unbearable.

However, the Son of Moro is also a ruthless person, he insisted on abruptly, letting those fluctuations fill his body.

Subsequently, the world behind him has undergone earth-shaking changes-

The world that had been in ruins had begun to recover at the limit at this moment. In the blink of an eye, I already had a piece of fairy grass, and the strange flowers were floating in the air.

There is even an ocean-like spiritual spring and crystal-like mountains appearing!

Incredible! Beyond imagination!

"That is--"

Suddenly, the holy son of the Mo family trembled all over, and a shocked expression appeared on his always indifferent face, "The Origin of the Primordial Realm!?"

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