I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

The thunder vortex vibrated gently, and all the swallowed thunder power poured into it, and under the constant rotation, they became extremely soft and could be driven as desired.

A rune the size of a fingertip emerged, it quietly suspended in the Dantian, floating and sinking.

"Boom!"

Immediately after that, another cyan rune surged into being.

The surging speed of the thunder and lightning runes remained uniform, and about half an hour later, 108 light symbols appeared. They kept circling, forming a sphere between the howling sounds.

"Scatter!"

Yang Lie cried out in his heart, and all the light charms shot out. They are incredibly fast, and their momentum seems to penetrate their bodies.

However, as soon as they touched the film, they immediately sank.

In addition, these light symbols slowly dispersed, forming a striped road spreading from the surface of Yang Lie's body. In the blink of an eye, Yang Lie seemed to have an extra layer of skin, and his mind moved slightly, and this layer of skin immediately appeared——

Thunder pattern film!

"Condensation!"

Yang Lie opened his eyes abruptly, and layers of cyan electric lights surged around his body, gathering into a green sword. The blade is about seven feet long, and just present in the void, it is shocked and fluctuated around it, as if it might burst at any time.

Robber!

Yang Lie let out a long sigh. Although he didn't fully urge the light knife, he could still perceive the majestic energy it contained.

He has a strong hunch that once the thunder-thundering knife is deployed, the entire Xin family residence will disappear!

"what?"

In addition, after absorbing two small grass thunder sources, Yang Lie was surprised to find that his domain power had once again been improved, and his current cultivation was almost stabilized at the triple level of the True Profound Realm.

"It seems that fighting is indeed conducive to rapid escalation."

For the martial artist, the improvement of cultivation base mainly depends on two aspects, one is the state of mind; the second is sufficient energy!

The former is the most rare, many things will be enlightened when you are enlightened, and the guidance of others is at best the icing on the cake and can never replace your own insights.

On the contrary, it is the latter. Whether it is internal element or domain energy, as long as there is enough background and background, these are all within easy reach.

When Yang Lie was in the Vientiane Realm, he confronted the common people, Longmo, the old man in Qingjia, and others, and every time he was on the line of life and death. The improvement of human potential when facing desperation is extremely terrible, and no training can replace it.

Some people, even if they were born as small county kings of county-level forces, have True Profound Realm and even Realm King Realm powerhouses to accompany each other for training every day, and it is impossible for them to improve their mental state cultivation so quickly like Yang Lie.

Because it is impossible for those strong players who are sparring to release their killing intent without scruples, naturally they will not have a good training effect.

Therefore, it is difficult to pile up resources for an extremely talented genius!

"My current cultivation base has been improved again, and with it to drive the God of Jie Lei, coupled with the power of the true meaning of martial arts, I am afraid that I will be able to fight against the ordinary six-layered powers of the true profound realm."

A faint joy appeared on Yang Lie's face.

When he first entered the Sirius Academy, an elite disciple could force himself to support himself. And now, Gu Menglong and his ilk stood in front of him, probably not even daring to breathe.

Simply oppressive, you can force him to collapse!

This is the absolute gap brought about by experience.

Another day passed.

Yang Lie has been paying attention to the soul mark on his arm, and he suddenly raised his eyebrows: "It's almost here. It seems that this scene should also be staged."

...

Amidst the silent mountains.

A figure shrouded in a jet-black robe sat cross-legged, his palms were billowing with black mist, and the images of insects, fish, birds, and beasts appeared from time to time.

After changing hundreds of times, they disappeared one after another, wrapping his whole body inside.

In addition, the Yaque in the mountains is silent, so quiet that the needle can be heard.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the silence was broken, and a huge winged snake flew from a distance at an astonishing speed. A violent voice came from above: "Hall Master, it is here, the person who killed the original elder is nearby!"

"Look there, someone!"

"Okay! It's him, he has the soul mark left by the former elder!"

In the messy roar, they locked the target, it was the figure in the dark robe sitting cross-legged underneath.

"Shoo!"

The winged snake's belly opened wide, and the silhouettes fell down quickly. These people are wearing armors of different colors, and the armors have demon souls appearing without exception, and the ferocious eyes are shocking.

Obviously, these armors are all mysterious weapons of not low grade!

Surrounded by them was an old man, who was nine feet tall, with powerful eyes, and a silver wire glowing dazzlingly in the sun.

This person is the deputy master of the Wan Beast Hall "Gu Dao Tong", and his cultivation is as high as the sixth level of the True Profound Realm!

His eyes condensed suddenly, and he landed on the right arm of the figure in the dark robe, where a mist of light fluctuated and lingered. A ray of murderous intent suddenly appeared, and a cold voice spit out: "Very well, the person who killed my Ten Thousand Beasts Palace still dare to stay still, who gave you the courage?"

Through the soul mark, he sensed that the murderer in front of him had been staying nearby for the past two days, never staying away. In other words, after the opponent killed Yuan Mingkong, he didn't even have the slightest thought of fleeing.

"Huh! The old man is at the critical moment in his cultivation. That kid rushed in and dared to ask for the old man's practice! It's just that it's cheaper to kill him. Isn't the old man afraid of absconding?" The dark figure's voice was hoarse, as if It is a hacksaw rubbing the iron block.

This figure is Yang Lie's deity!

In order not to get involved in the Xin family, he deliberately urged the dark cloud suit, made this dress, and shouldered the responsibility of killing the elder of the Ten Thousand Beast Hall.

"This is the first time I have seen you such a bold person!"

While Gu Daotong was furious, a trace of doubt flashed in his heart. He couldn't figure out whether the person in front of him was confident, or he really didn't know the power of the Ten Thousand Beast Palace.

After all, Luoshenhai has a vast area, and there is no shortage of people who have been in retreat for several years. Although such people are not protected by the influence of the branches, they are all superior in strength, and they can fight against a leader or even a palace with their own power!

He moved his mind and cried out: "Now, even if you want to escape, it's too late! Elder Leng, catch him for me."

A pale figure quickly shot out from all over him. This person was about seven feet tall, wearing a gray-white armor, and as the formations rotated, the armor emitted a thick foul aura.

"This elder is not as trash as'Yuanmingkong', let's die!"

He is the "Leng Xin Cicada", the right elder of the Ten Thousand Beast Palace, who has refined the top martial arts "Bone Demon Urn". Unlike Yuan Mingkong, who is good at sneak attacks and assassinations, Leng Xin Cicada's attack routes are wide open, and he is best at destroying opponents from the front.

"Om!"

Layers of white flames spit out from his palm, and these flames continued to condense between twisting, forming a ghost that was about several meters high, and rushed toward Yang Lie fiercely.

"Ok?"

Yang Lie pierced with a violent shot, and found that the gun body filled with domain force was completely unable to defeat the ghost.

The ghost image only took a gentle pause, and immediately passed through the gun body, and leaped forward, already approaching less than Zhang Xu in the blink of an eye.

"Print!"

A look of surprise appeared in Yang Lie's eyes, he snorted heavily in his nose, clenched his right hand and slammed it down!

The power of thunder and lightning surged wildly, quickly forming a light mark on his palm, directed at the ghost shadow.

"Stab! Stab!"

The sound of sizzling sound continued, and the ghost image was like grease burned by an iron plate, and quickly bursts of blue smoke came out of his body and disappeared in the air.

This ghost is half of the power of the domain, half of the soul of the monster beast, and to a certain extent can be immune to physical weapons. But for energy, especially Lei Li's masculine energy, it lacks the necessary defense capabilities.

Therefore, Yang Lie was just a robbery thunder seal, destroying it easily.

"Sure enough, I have some skills, but this alone is not enough!"

Leng Xin Cicada seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and a "cracking" sound came from the palm of his palm under a long roar. It was clearly visible that a blood spot emerged from his body, these blood spots exuded infinite evil spirit and evil, and the smell made people dizzy.

Immediately afterwards, he stamped his right foot severely!

Kaka, along the feet as the center, a circle of viscous liquid spider webs quickly stretched away. With a radius of hundreds of meters, the ground melted silently, making his body appear to be suspended.

"Transformation! Bone! Blood! Spear!"

Words were spit out from his mouth, Leng Xinchan slammed under him hard. A spear made of filthy mucus was held in his hand, and then he slammed, like an arrow with sufficient strength, and exploded at Yang Lie.

"Elder Leng is really going to kill! Back then, he fought the Barbarian King Tower. This move killed the other five elders."

"This is a secret killer move in the martial arts of the ghost urn. It needs the assistance of nineteen eighteenth-level monster souls to successfully practice. Once hit by it, even a hundred alchemy diamonds will be transformed into a pool Sewage."

"Sword formation, cut!"

Yang Lieyu's force urged, and the sword intent in the sea of ​​knowledge superimposed on it. The dragon blood spear and the bone transforming blood spear slammed into a fierce collision, and a circle of shock waves appeared flat and burst out.

"Shit!"

Suddenly, the phantoms in the blood spear collapsed and scattered, and the light and shadow formed by the sword array was like a mountain rolling down, and the impact force had already caused the ground to explode after a distance of tens of meters.

Leng Xinchan let out a muffled snort, and his body flew upside down like a lightning strike, making the air burst into uncertainty.

"Humph!"

With a deep hum, Gu Daotong made a virtual move, and a ring of invisible power enveloped Leng Xinchan's body.

"Elder Leng, you have worked hard, you should withdraw first."

Although Leng Xinchan returned without success, and even suffered some minor injuries, Gu Daotong's heart was settled. It can be seen from the shot just now that although this dark robe figure is powerful, it never exceeds the fifth level of the True Profound Realm and is not his opponent.

So he walked out slowly.

At this moment, in the distant mountains, Xin Wuji stood on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance. When he saw this scene, his heart was tense: Is Gu Daotong going to shoot himself?

This one is a real six-layered powerhouse in the True Profound Realm...