I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

In the advanced training room, a "white bee" guards the core of the training room like the most patient hunter. Every time a monster of evil spirits condenses and forms, it swallows a big mouthful, slaps its mouth with a loud hiccup, and then continues to guard.

Not far behind it, a figure in a mysterious robe sat cross-legged, and a magnetic light gradually penetrated through the body, like the Milky Way Star Sand, gradually spreading out.

If you don't consider the horrible true identity of the white bee, it is really a picture of people and harmony.

Time passed bit by bit.

In a blink of an eye, seven days have passed, and the energy of the Dragon Gate Fate Soul Seal has finally been refined. Yang Lie opened his eyes suddenly and chuckled softly: "Go!"

"Om!"

The Magneto-Shenshan Mountain was dignified and shook the void forward. The void where it passed was like ice and snow encountering a blazing sun, melting one after another.

"Good attack power! Tsk, if you drive this Magneto Divine Life, you can kill the Minglei with just one blow!"

Hei Ye jumped and jumped excitedly, "Kill back to the Sirius Academy, kill Longmo, kill Jin Changge, step on the waste and ask the common people! Haha, this lord is not wrong, people pet, you really have a lot of fate future!"

Yang Lie carefully felt the power of life, which was more than a hundred times higher than before! Moreover, he vaguely sensed that the energy in the Yuelongmen Fate Soul Seal had not been completely absorbed.

Unfortunately, due to the level of Magneto's fate, this part of energy is destined to be wasted.

If one's own destiny can reach four stars, maybe he can completely digest this fate and soul mark, right? With this idea, Yang Lie couldn't help laughing at himself as being too greedy.

Shaking his head, he said: "It's more than that, you see--"

"Boom!"

The Magneto-Shenshan Mountain suddenly dispersed, turning into millions of magnetic dust, and then quickly filling all directions.

"what?"

Hei Ye found that as the magnetic dust disperse, the surrounding area began to be filled with a strong magnetic force. Any matter falling into it would be attacked by the ubiquitous power of life.

If the strength is insufficient, it will even melt into countless light spots.

It couldn't help exclaiming, "Is there any magical effect?"

"Well, I call it the'Essence Magnetism Divine Realm'! In this area, my divine power is omnipresent, omnipotent, even half-step realm king realm powerhouses will be affected in some way!"

"Freak."

Heiye didn't know how many times he sighed. With the countless geniuses he had seen when he followed Mu Yi back then, it was rare to see Yang Lie as stunning and stunning.

In fact, Yang Lie's gains are far more than that. Perhaps because of the improvement of his divine life, his cultivation level has also indirectly increased by one level, reaching the fourth level of the True Profound Realm!

It's just that this promotion came too easily, there was no movement, it seemed to happen naturally like eating and drinking. Therefore, he was also a little embarrassed.

In addition, it has not been able to condense the true mysterious and virtual spirit, it seems that the "demon clone" has replaced the true mysterious and virtual spirit!

At this moment, there was a shock from the Ruins Tower token, and a message came again--

"Human race boy, I am waiting for you in the'Tianbang Battle Realm', and you are only allowed to appear within an hour. Otherwise, I will wait for your companion to collect the body!"

In a short line of words, a fierce aura rushed to the face, and the final signature was "Qian Heng Qi"!

"Damn it!"

A violent color appeared in Yang Lie's eyes, and immediately activated the teleportation formation leading to the outside. There was no objection from the Illusory Demon over there, and with a "swish", he escaped into his Ten Thousand Demon Atlas!

...

Tianbang battlefield.

This is a battle platform located in the center of the ruins tower. It is shaped like a martial arts field, with a magnificent momentum, hanging high in the sky hundreds of feet. From a distance, it was like a floating continent, standing under it, it felt like an ant.

It is a resource exclusive to the strong of the sky list, in which the warrior can summon the "virtual shadow of the strong" for training, which is similar to the battle room of the Sirius Academy.

However, the warriors summoned by the battle room are at best the Vientiane warriors, but the phantoms in the Tianbang battle are all left by the realm kings!

Although these realm kings are not as talented as those in the Hundred Realms Phantom Array, their cultivation base and martial arts experience are all real world kings.

Moreover, their phantom power is controlled at the sixth level of the True Profound Realm, and when fighting with it, they can understand their own shortcomings in a very subtle way, thereby enhancing their actual combat effectiveness.

Because driving the sky list battlefield requires huge resources, every time you use it, the sky list powerhouse needs to pay 1 million yuan of yuan. In addition, there is only one chance to use it every ten days.

This is so, this exclusive right has already aroused the envy of countless talented warriors.

However, today's Tianbang Battle Realm did not open the formation, which gave birth to the phantom of the strongest king out of the realm. Above the huge battlefield, a strange figure wearing a straw rope costume sat in the air, breathing and breathing if a long whale was absorbing water, making loud noises.

Below him, the eight-handed swords gleamed fiercely, and a warrior was tied to each of the blades. They were Yuan Ping, Han Xiao and others!

"Poor Hengqi, you are a strong man in the sky, and you are not afraid of punishment by the three venerables without authorization?" Your body was tightly tied to the sword, and the skin and flesh were cut immediately with blood flowing.

Yuan Ping could only maintain a humiliating posture and shouted.

There is no doubt that the man sitting cross-legged in mid-air is the strong man in the sky list, and he is very poor! His face was expressionless, his cheeks as tight as a stone sculpture.

"With the body of the sky list, oppress the martial artist for no reason, and break the tower rules of the ruins, you--" Han Xiao also said.

At this time, he opened his eyes eagerly, a look of impatient flashes flashed, and he coldly shouted: "Noisy!"

"Shit!"

The sword that tied him swelled suddenly, and the sharp blade of the sword burst into light and pierced his body severely.

Han Xiao snorted, his back bones were severed, and he almost passed out of pain!

"Poor and strange, you!" The rest were furious.

"Shut up all of you!"

Suddenly stood up, scornful eyes swept across Yuan Ping’s face one by one, and finally a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "What do you think you are? In my eyes, you are just a bunch of trash. Ants! Even if it's jumping in all kinds of ways, I don't bother to step on a worm!"

Yuan Ping's popularity trembled with a utterly harsh insult, but unfortunately he didn't have any confidence to refute.

This poor Hengqi is a real powerhouse of the heavenly ranking, and the strength has already reached the limit of the true profound realm. It is true that crushing them to death is not much different from crushing an insect.

"Unfortunately, you shouldn't be unavoidable, you shouldn't have illusions! As a human race, you must have the consciousness of accepting your weak talents, and don't have even the slightest delusion."

Qiong Hengqi's eyes were cold, "Do you know why I chose this place? I want to let the human warriors of the Ruins Tower recognize that you are just a bunch of scum!"

At this time, tens of thousands of warriors were surrounded by the Tianbang battle, half of whom were humans. Qian Hengqi's words echoed clearly in the void, stinging everyone's heart, causing their cheek muscles to twitch, and raging anger ignited in their eyes.

"This Poor Hengqi is too arrogant, and he openly tied the Martial Artist, isn't he afraid of the three nobles?"

"I heard that this time he made great contributions to the blood demon original. Venerable Shentu Jue personally rewarded him and took him under his command."

"No wonder! The strength of Venerable Shentujue is second to none among the three Venerables. With his backing, Qian Hengqi naturally has no scruples."

There were several familiar figures in the crowd below, including the seventh "Lanhou" who took the initiative to admit defeat that day.

The light of guessing in his eyes flickered, and he muttered to himself: "Will you come to fight? Even though you are extremely talented, the gap in cultivation is not so easy to make up. If you fight, it will be a dead end!"

The object of his guess is naturally Yang Lie. The reason why Qiong Hengqi tied Yuan Ping to the Heavenly Ranking Battlefield was to force Yang Lie out!

No one thinks that Yang Lie can contend with such strong men, but if he avoids fighting, what happened today will become a shadow of his martial arts path and affect his spiritual state of cultivation.

Lan Hou has experienced this feeling, so I look forward to it!

"An hour has come. It seems that the hope of your Human Race warrior has no guts to come forward. Hey, your race is still seedless as always."

A smirk appeared at the corner of Qiong Hengqi's mouth, "Then who should I start to kill next?"

The fierce eyes were swept across the faces of the eight warriors one by one, and finally fell on Yuan Ping's face, his eyes stopped: "You were the happiest one just now, it's you!"

"Boom!"

A fist shadow flew out in the air, and immediately began to swallow the vitality of the world. In the blink of an eye, it swelled into a radius of several meters, and smashed into Yuan Ping violently.

Yuan Ping could not move at this moment, and could only be slaughtered like a chicken. The shadow of the boxing was so fast, it was already close in the blink of an eye, and the tyrannical wind of the boxing made him suffocate!

"Brother Yuan!"

"Stop! Poor and strange, Han Xiao, I swear, I will use all my power to kill your tribe when I get the ruins tower!"

Exclaiming in exclamation, Yuan Ping was photographed by the fierce fist wind, with blue veins violently bursting, his face swelling almost bleeding. Finally, Quan Ying directed at his head and slammed down--

"boom!"

A dull tremolo sounded up into the sky, as if a sharp arrow pierced a person's eardrum, hundreds of feet away also made many people's heads hum.

Han Xiao and the others closed their eyes subconsciously, but the horrible cry as expected did not sound. Instead, they exclaimed: "Come on! It's Yang Shaoxia!"

They opened their eyes suddenly and looked excitedly at--

In his sight, a figure in a mysterious robe faintly blocked Yuan Ping's body, his right palm was slightly opened, and he firmly grasped it! At this moment, it seemed that Fist Shadow was no longer a devastating killer move, but a soft pet, easily grasped by him.

"How dare you come?"

Qiong Hengqi's eyes were slightly narrowed, and the strong killing intent seemed to be like a volcanic eruption, which exploded frantically, "You are here just right. I will kill you in front of your human waste! Let them know what they call a genius, How ridiculous is the so-called hope of rising, and how vulnerable it is!"

The sleeves were flicked, and bunches of sword qi shot away, cutting off the rope tied to Yuan Ping's body with great precision. Yang Lie glanced at him faintly: "Have you finished talking nonsense? After you finish talking, then--"

With a heavy grasp on the right palm, the shadow of the fist suddenly burst!

In a strong burst of air, Yang Lie's aura was sharp as a sword: "Come up and die."