I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

Shoo!

In the early morning of the next day, Yang Lie got up early and began to practice in the dim sky.

A six-foot silver light flickered in his palm, and every time he appeared, he could pierce a cloud of air, causing clear ripples to appear in the square inch of the space.

That layer of ripples will only disappear after three flashes, which shows how terrifying its attack power is.

Suddenly--

Yang Lie retracted his hips with his spear horizontally, exerted force on his feet, and slammed the spear with a sharp twist at his waist.

"Boom!"

With the tip of the gun as the center, a fist-sized space was shattered, and countless complicated and deep-set cracks spread out like a spider web.

After taking a long sigh, Yang Lie retracted the Dragon Blood Spear, and a look of yearning appeared in his eyes: "It is rumored that the real Profound Realm powerhouse has been able to penetrate some of the mysteries of the space and condense his own'domain'. One punch out, tearing apart. The void in the void has not disappeared after a hundred years. I really don't know how powerful those realms should be?"

Suddenly, he showed a hint of surprise and picked up the dragon blood gun in his hand.

Watching carefully, at this time, the surface of the gun body is no longer swimming in blood, but bunches of golden light. These light streams are not messy, they are entangled with each other, forming a giant python together! A giant python that swallows the sky!

"This is the Demon Soul of the Sky Swallowing Python?"

Yang Lie was puzzled. He tried to inject internal force into the profound tool, into the golden light stream, suddenly--

"Roar!"

An earth-shattering roar sounded, and a huge demon python that was as strong as a buffalo and was seven or eight feet long soared into the sky. Its abdomen had a single claw the size of a millstone, and its ferocious horns shone like gold and iron. luster.

"Ah!"

Yang Lie couldn't help but grumble, he could clearly perceive that this sky-swallowing python demon soul was no longer hostile to him! On the contrary, you can manipulate it as you like!

"Demon Soul Fusion Device! I didn't expect such a rare occasion to fall on you. It really makes people jealous." Amidst the laughter, Zong Haoyang walked over.

"Demon Soul Fusion?" Yang Lie was puzzled.

"Not bad."

Zong Haoyang nodded and said, "The moment the swallowing python demon soul was hit by you, it should have disappeared. But the trace of survival spirituality left it instinctively into the profound tool to hide! Just so, your dragon blood The gun is only a low-level human, and there is no demon soul in it, so it is not rejected. This probability, I am afraid that it is less than one in ten thousand!"

It is said that when refining medium and high-level profound tools, they often need to be forged into demon souls and even certain heaven and earth spirits. Although this dragon blood gun was of extraordinary quality, it was still far from that level.

However, after the demon soul was melted, with the unexpected means of swallowing the python demon soul, Yang Lie thought he would be able to deal with it even if he encountered a strong person in the Vientiane Realm!

With a thought, he recalled the demon soul: "Principal, are you looking for something to do with me?"

"It's not me who is in trouble."

Zong Haoyang motioned, and Luo Zhanhu showed up with Uncle Lin with his baby daughter "Luo Shuihan" behind him. In addition, Yu Bai came slowly, and beside him was Yu Ruoruo, who was devouring a big meat bun and eating a piece of greasy lips.

"Head Luo, I'm just about to wait to go to the Demon Hunting Pavilion. Since the Shuihan girl is here, why don't we start here?"

Yang Lie promised to help Luo Shuihan understand the power of artistic conception when he has time. Whether it's because of the maintenance of the demon hunter army or his own promise, they are willing to help.

"Hey, hey."

Luo Zhanhu was quite sullen, he always felt that his behavior was a little bit of gratitude. But for the baby girl, I had to be cheeky.

"Although we got eight places for the Sirius Academy admissions this time, according to the usual practice, the inspectors will arrange a'trial' ten days before admission, and the final admission will be determined based on the results of the test!"

Zong Haoyang has worries in his eyes, "I have received accurate information for this trial. I am patrolling so that ‘East Ziyang’ will not be held responsible, and the specific affairs will be handed over to Yu Chuanhe!"

With Yu Chuanhe's close relationship with Heijiaocheng, coupled with the fact that he has been severely swept twice in a row, it is strange that he can not make things difficult for Qinglancheng.

And Dong Ziyang and Zong Haoyang, who were both students of the Sirius Academy, had a life and death relationship. It's just that the former's cultivation level eventually reached the "three levels of the Vientiane Realm" and became a full-fledged disciple. Later, he was qualified as an "inspector".

Originally, Qinglan City had only seven places, but Zong Haoyang relied on his relationship and forced one from Dong Ziyang.

"There are still four days in the trial period. You must seize all the time to improve your cultivation level, and you must not fall in front of the trial stage." Yu Baiwei said solemnly.

Yang Lie understood. No wonder Luo Zhanhu eagerly brought his daughter to the training camp. With Luo Shuihan Juyuan's sixth-layer cultivation base, it may not have been a big problem in previous years, but if Yu Chuanhe was sincerely embarrassed, it would be hard to say.

"I understand."

Yang Lie nodded, "How can I help? Head Luo just give me instructions."

"Okay! Then I'm not welcome."

Luo Zhanhu played a military style and acted vigorously, "Please use the cracking cloud artistic conception to fight against Shuihan. Shuihan has practiced the cracking cloud leg technique for many years, and he has reached the realm of'perfect', and he is only close to understanding the artistic state. "

"it is good!"

Yang Lie didn't expect it to be so simple. He put down the Dragon Blood Spear and said, "Girl Shui Han, please."

Luo Shuihan, who has always been aloof and even a little overbearing, has a blush on his face at this moment: "If Yang Shaoxia doesn't dislike it, just call Shuihan's name."

Yang Lie was startled and nodded, "Then I will call you Sister Shui Han."

Hearing what he said, Luo Shuihan's heart sank and he reluctantly smiled back.

Among the onlookers, Zong Haoyang couldn't help but shook his head: "Luohua deliberately flowed ruthlessly, Luohuo, you girl, I'm afraid it's in vain."

According to the past temper, Luo Zhanhu is afraid that he will go crazy long ago. But at this moment, he was surprisingly silent, and even sighed helplessly.

Even with his pride, he has to admit that the black-clothed boy is really too good, and the daughter who has always been proud of it looks bleak in front of him.

"At the age of fourteen, I understood the rudimentary form of the subordinate artistic conception, and still has three complete basic-level artistic conceptions, alas." The optimistic Yu Baiwei also sighed again and again. Originally, he had intentionally recruited it into the city lord's mansion, but now it is completely dispelled. Up.

Being disappointed, when he turned his head, he saw that the baby granddaughter was still eating the big meat buns heartlessly. He couldn't help but have a headache: "I said darling, can you have a snack?"

Yu Ruoruo bite a big bite of the meat bun, and her cheeks stirred up and down: "Grandpa, I am very focused on eating, the buns made by Aunt Xiulan are really delicious."

"Huh, I'm going."

Yu Baiwei felt a bit of toothache.

"It's all silent! It's started." Zong Haoyang reminded.

At this time, inside the square--

A group of snow-white, black-and-white figures burst out in a burst, with their legs like electricity, slashing towards the opponent heavily. The leg moves are exactly the same, and even the speed of the momentum is almost the same.

But watching carefully, the black figure slashed a foot that made the void appear temporarily stagnant!

It seemed that this leg actually stopped the fluctuation of the material space.

"Boom!"

The snow-white figure "Luo Shuihan" couldn't get close at all, so he was shocked and bounced back and fell to the ground embarrassedly.

This is because Yang Lie didn't use destructive power. If he had a murderous intention, this leg could smash her to death like a knife.

"Come again!"

Luo Shuihan wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were stubborn.

Yang Lie showed a look of appreciation, he felt the same breath from Luo Shuihan, it was the ultimate pursuit of martial arts.

This pure spirit gave him a little more respect for the girl in front of him, so Yang Lie said, "Sister Shui Han, be careful!"

"Boom!"

When the voice fell, Yang Lie's body suddenly popped out, and the lightning flash came to Luo Shuihan, and nearly a hundred legs were split in the blink of an eye! Each leg contains an extremely pure cloud cracking conception.

However, every leg didn't hit the real place, and it often stopped when the target was still inches away!

"Boom bang bang bang!"

Luo Shuihan is like a small boat in a storm. Although the cracking cloud is not revealed, the strong pressure formed by the freezing void still makes her almost suffocated.

Her legs turned like wind wheels, desperately blasting one blow after another, each blow could open a little gap and win some breathing opportunities. However, the pressure still dropped wave after wave, and suddenly—

"Boom!"

After nearly a hundred shocks, as if a closed door had been opened, Luo Shuihan's eyes flashed with surprise! After another wave of pressure struck her, her body bounced back, and then she closed her eyes silently.

Tea time passed.

"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"

Luo Shuihan suddenly stooped to progress, several leg shadows smashed forward. Vaguely, as if the void was filled with thick mercury, it appeared heavy and stagnant, and the naked eye could detect the jerky.

Every leg blasted out, seemingly unchanged, but the power has more than doubled?

"The prototype of artistic conception! It's finished!" Luo Zhanhu was overjoyed.

Although my baby girl is only close to the power of artistic conception, it is difficult to pierce this layer of window paper even if it is guided by a strong person who has penetrated the mystery of artistic conception and even condensed "vision"!

And with Luo Zhanhu's net worth, don't even want to invite those powerful men.

Nowadays, the prototype of the artistic conception is formed, as long as you patiently deepen it, you will be able to successfully comprehend a complete artistic conception in the end! Then, by fusing the artistic conception with the spiritual inner force, you can step into the "Vientiane Realm" in one step.

In other words, Luo Shuihan will be 100% strong in Vientiane.

Luo Zhanhu knew that Juyuan Sixth Layer might be considered good in Qinglan City, but it was not enough for the entire Great Qin Dynasty. Only the strong in the Vientiane Realm could be regarded as qualified for the Walking Dynasty!

Therefore, he was very grateful and said: "Yang Shaoxia, this Enluo—"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Lie suddenly bounced out, and the target was Luo Shuihan!