I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

This original Ming Kong's own cultivation base was in the fifth level of the True Profound Realm, which was much stronger than the old blue armor that the demon clone swallowed last time. Therefore, Yang Lie just swallowed his soul and didn't use the "Soul Eater" ability too much.

Unexpectedly, the side effects are still astonishing.

The black light was swallowed, and the demon clone suddenly rose to burst!

As soon as his soul thought power moved, Yang Lie forcibly suppressed the agitation of the demon clone, grabbed the Qiankun bag left by Yuan Mingkong, and shot his figure at Sang Duanxun.

"You killed the original elder, he is the direct line of the Vientiane Realm Deputy Hall Master ‘Gu Dao Tong’! The Ancient Hall Master will not let you go, he will definitely take revenge on you as the original elder."

Sang Duanhun shouted sternly, "Your only way out now is to abandon the dark to help me destroy the Moon League. I will intercede for you in front of the ancient palace master and push all the sins to the Xin family."

"A lot of nonsense."

The demon clone in Yang Lie's body is swelling and splitting, how can there be any thoughts to talk nonsense with him? The silver light on the eyebrows exploded, and the Soul Killing Shuttle burst out, piercing through his chest fiercely, killing him on the spot.

With a single move, he also took away his Universe Bag.

"No, let's go!" Luo Chengshan was shocked, Yang Lie's decisive methods were completely different from those of ordinary teenagers.

Since he even dared to kill the elder of the Ten Thousand Beast Palace, he was even more indifferent to himself.

It is a pity that his awakening was a little late, Yang Lie flicked his finger, and a spear light flew out, abolishing his dantian cultivation base.

"Leader Xin, you will take care of the next thing yourself."

Without Luo Chengshan, the remaining six Patriarchs are just a mess of sand, which is nothing to worry about. Moreover, this was an internal matter of the Moon League, and Yang Lie didn't bother to interfere.

Yang Lie hurriedly passed, and went straight to the secret room where Xin Wuji had closed before. Although there was an array of defenses here, it couldn't stop Yang Lie at all, and he was enveloped by a magical vitality, and immediately dissipated.

Soon after Yang Lie's figure disappeared, Xin Wuji didn't recover for a long while, looking at the corpse of Sang Duanxun who had lost his breath, his face was dull:

Is this really the enemy of the Moon League, the leader of the Beast League? He was killed so easily?

"Leader Xin, forgive me, it's our ghost."

Seeing that the general situation is gone, and struggling further is just a dead end, six Patriarchs begged for mercy. They wept bitterly, and they knelt on the ground, kowtow and uttered soft words.

Looking at the familiar faces and thinking of the usual affection, Xin Wou-ki finally sighed heavily.

...

Refining!

Sitting cross-legged in the quiet room, Yang Lie summoned the demon clone. Sure enough, Yuan Mingkong's soul was too large, and under the constant impact, the clone bulged endlessly, as if it might explode at any time.

The fingers changed again and again, and several seals on his face hit the demon clone, and then the riot was slowly suppressed. However, that energy is still deposited in the body, and the root knot has not disappeared.

"Yang Lie, vision!" Hei Ye reminded.

Yang Lie nodded secretly, took a long breath, and a round of life, death, and disillusionment appeared behind him. Drunk Yuke's memory also has a practice that specializes in soul power, but he discovered that that practice is not as good as his own "Ten Directions Reincarnation".

Therefore, he is still focusing on this vision to improve his own strength.

"Huh! Huh!"

The demon clone was connected with his mind, and the same vision appeared behind him. The power of reincarnation continued to rotate, and the soul power that was condensed in the depths was finally drawn out, quickly refined and purified, and merged into the clone.

This process lasted for a full six hours, and finally, the feeling of fullness dissipated.

"Huh!"

The demon avatar opened his eyes suddenly and shrouded one after another. Each of these ghosts seemed to form a realm of its own, and under the constant cover, it contained everything around it.

The five layers of the True Profound Realm!

This really brought Yang Lie some surprises, and the power of the demon clone increased again! He roughly estimated that now the imperial ambassador demon clone should be able to easily control the strong like Sang Duanhun.

If used in actual combat, this is undoubtedly an extremely terrifying ability.

Next, Yang Lie checked the Qiankun bag of the original Mingkong, and there was nothing in it except for some profound tools, medicines, primordial stones, and exercises.

In addition, the profound artifacts are also among the best human ranks, and there is no ground rank.

"Return the elder of the Ten Thousand Beasts Hall, so poor."

Yang Lie curled his lips, dissatisfied. Fortunately, there are a lot of Yuanshi in the original Mingkong, which is six million cubic meters! In this way, Yang Lie's total net worth exceeded 10 million cubic yuan.

"Look at Sang Duanhun."

Most warriors are accustomed to carrying wealth with them, anyway, there is their own soul imprint in the Qiankun bag, even if it is lost, it can be retrieved by vague induction.

Moreover, even if ordinary people get the Universe Bag, it is useless, unless they are very different from each other in strength, otherwise the time it takes to refining the soul imprint is amazing enough.

Of course, these common senses all lost their effect on Yang Lie.

Just with a gentle impact with the power of the Ten Thousand Demon Diagram, Sang Duanxun's Universe Bag became a completely undefended treasure house, allowing his soul perception to rush into it unscrupulously.

As soon as he saw it clearly, Yang Lie couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Good fellow!"

Although this Sang Duanhun bowed down to Yuan Mingkong everywhere, his wealth was far beyond the opponent's ability. Just looking at the number of Yuanshi, he has a full 20 million cubic meters! Almost four times the original Mingkong!

"Thirty million square yuan stone!"

Yang Lie estimated what he had, and couldn't help but froze for a while.

At the beginning, Zong Haoyang and others used it sparingly, but they only collected dozens of yuanshi. The total number of Yuanshi produced in the entire Qinglan City throughout the year is only a hundred!

Even if you accumulate ten years of that amount of Yuanshi, it is not enough to activate Sirius once!

But now, his wealth is worth the 300,000 years of production of Azure City's spirit veins, what a terrifying gap is this?

"Sure enough, the higher the cultivation base, the more colorful the world you can touch."

Yang Lie couldn't imagine that if he was only the cultivation base of the Vientiane Realm, I am afraid that it would be difficult for him to touch the world outside the blue city for a lifetime, and it would be impossible to even own a flying mysterious weapon.

The stronger the cultivation base, the higher the height you can stand!

"Beast **** banner... Beast king fist martial arts jade pupil Jane...Huh, is this?"

Yang Lie found a green and misty round token in the storage bag of Sang Duanhun, with various formation patterns outlined on it. As he tried to pour his thought power into it, Yang Lie suddenly felt his head explode.

A three-dimensional map appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, and the map was generally circular. The area in the center occupies about one-tenth, and you can't see the situation inside.

After concentrating his thoughts on that area, Yang Lie automatically appeared in his head with a road map, which contained the exact way to get from the Moon League.

Yang Lie's soul mind retreated, looking at the circular token in his hand, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes: "Taling?"

Obviously, this token must be Xin Wuji's Ta Ling. Only by holding it in hand can you successfully enter the tower of the ruins, which is the "Pagoda of Animal Husband" in the mouth of Lord Hei, and obtain the four-star fate soul seal!

After inheriting the memory of Drunken Feather, Yang Lie truly understood how precious the Four-Star Fate Soul Seal was.

It is no exaggeration to say that although the four tower masters are all four-star mind power, if they make such a level of life and soul seal, their success rate is less than one percent!

"Ha, great! Kung fu pays off. A blind cat can run into a dead mouse, and a lazy person is lazy..."

A series of unreliable idioms popped out from Heiye's mouth, and he jumped up and down, "Quickly, quickly, let's head towards the tower of the ruins!"

Yang Lie pondered: "Don't be busy now."

After he killed Yuan Mingkong, he would surely get news by the means of the Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts. At that time, if the Yuemeng were tracked down, it would very likely bring disaster to the Xin family.

Previously, through a rough investigation of the soul, that Yuan Mingkong helped the Beast League to take a private shot and did not pass through the Ten Thousand Beast Palace, which left Yang Lie some room for change.

After sensing his right arm, the ring-shaped soul mark left by Yuan Mingkong still exists.

It is difficult to get rid of it with his soul power. Through this mark, Yang Lie vaguely sensed that an aura was locked from afar, and was getting closer and closer: "It seems that the Ten Thousand Beast Palace has already received the news. If so, I will wait."

"It's just you."

Heiye complained in dissatisfaction. Suddenly, his eyes turned sharply, "I see, you must have taken a fancy to the two delicious little girls of the Xin family, right?"

tasty……

Yang Lie rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to this servant.

After searching carefully, he made another unexpected discovery: "Good fellow!"

An extremely unexpected look of ecstasy emerged, and a jade box appeared in Yang Lie's palm. There is nothing else in the box, only one thing exists--

Grass!

The grass full of thunder and lightning, the grass used to drive the Thunder Beast puppet!

"Lei Yuan! Haha, it turns out that the guy photographed not only one tree, but three trees!" Hei Ye didn't bother to condemn Yang Lie any more, and was so happy that he was stunned.

There were two small grasses lying quietly in the jade box, the power of thunder and lightning contained in it was not inferior to the one used by Sang Duanxun.

"go with!"

With a flick of Yang Lie's finger, the Heavenly Prison Lei Ling whizzed towards Xiaocao Leiyuan and swallowed them happily.

"call out!"

With the power of thunder spirit transforming thunder source, the speed is astonishingly fast, just a few blinks of an eye, they are refined. Immediately, the Heavenly Prison Thunder Spirit opened his mouth, and an extremely pure thunder force rushed towards Yang Lie's body.

Yang Lie's expression couldn't help but change: Damn it!

He just cared about being happy just now, completely forgetting his ability to bear it! The source of thunder that Meng Lichen gave back at the time almost broke him, and the thunder power contained in these two grasses was more than ten times that?