I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

The voice suddenly rose, and everyone was slightly surprised.

Following the prestige, everyone couldn't help but eyes violent, shocked, shocked, ecstatic... all kinds of expressions were different.

"Yang Lie!"

"Wow, you are not dead? Great, I can go to Aunt Xiulan's house to eat buns again!"

A black figure stood faintly on the black plain, his expression was warm, although it was difficult to hide a little dust, but he could not see any injuries.

It is Yang Lie!

Two days ago, he entered the Black Plains alone in order to lead the team from Pointe Noire. Facing a genius team led by a strong player in the Vientiane Realm, coupled with a mid-level flying mysterious weapon, even if he had confidence in him, Luo Shuihan felt hopeless.

Especially when she learned that the Black Pointe team had reappeared and Yang Lie was still missing, her heart was even more desperate.

Unexpectedly, Yang Lie was all right!

"do you have any opinion?"

Ouyang Fei was the first to come back to his senses. He smiled coldly, and turned a steel needle lightly with the tip of his index finger, "You tell me what you have? Why do you dare to have an opinion?"

"Huh!"

Before the words fell, a black phantom passed by, and burst into a stream of light.

Ouyang Fei was horrified. He accidentally found the corpse of a warrior in the unregrettable collar. With great luck, he got a martial arts school from the corpse——

Winner!

This martial arts can be used to increase the speed of shooting. Just by getting it into practice, Ouyang Fei's Rainstorm Needle Method has tripled the speed!

But now, in front of this black phantom, his concealed weapon technique is useless. Before he could even take out all the hidden weapons, a palm penetrated the remaining space of several meters and was drawn on his face fiercely.

"boom!"

Ouyang Fei's body was pulled up high, and fell to the ground embarrassedly.

The black phantom stood still, revealing Yang Lie's calm face: "Only this, is that enough?"

"you!"

Ouyang Fei's face was swollen high, and his lips trembled with anger, "As a member of Qinglan City, you actually took action against your brothers in the same city. Are you worthy of the cultivation of Yucheng Lord?"

He abruptly restrained his intentions, and a strong premonition in his heart told him. If you dare to do it, you will die miserably.

"Heh, brother from the same city?"

Yang Lie sighed, "Why didn't you think of the friendship in the same city when you ran away alone? Why didn't you think of the friendship in the same city when you grabbed the corpse of the ape? When you played with your embroidery needles to me, why didn't you think of the friendship in the same city? Now that the skills are not as good as others, I think of the friendship in the same city? Then your friendship is too cheap."

Ouyang Fei's face flushed, but he couldn't refute a word.

Ling Haojian and the others were also very upset at Ouyang Fei's move of leaving his comrades behind and fleeing first. Now, listening to Yang Lie's scolding, Ouyang Fei couldn't lift his head because of the scolding.

Yang Lie didn’t want to pay much attention to this kind of villain. He signaled Luo Shuihan and the two daughters to absorb the flesh and blood of the corpse of the mackerel ape on the ground, and then turned to Ling Haojian: "Brother Ling, where did you meet the Blackhorn City team before? ?"

Ling Haojian was taken aback, and quickly said, "It is a ruined hall 60 kilometers away. It seems to be called the'Hall of Raising Demon'. There is a weaker group of mackerel apes. We were hunting there, but now we are being hunted by Black Point City. Seize it."

Unknowingly, his attitude towards Yang Lie has changed drastically. It was somewhat aloof before, but now when asked by Yang Lie, he is even a little flattered.

He couldn't help asking: "Brother Yang, why are you asking this?"

"My Blue City is not a soft persimmon to let them handle."

Yang Lie smiled slightly, and suddenly walked away, "How can I grab it? Naturally, how can I tell them to vomit!"

Declare war!

This is a declaration of war on the team of Pointe-Noire!

Ling Haojian and the others exploded in their chests. Although they knew that the strengths of each other were very different, their spirits were still flying: "Okay! Let them know that Qinglan City is not easy to bully!"

"Well."

Yu Ruoruo waved the unknown wild fruit in his hand, his mouth bulging, "Yes! Dare to eat the benefits of our Qinglan City, tell them to vomit."

Although they knew that there was a huge difference in their strengths, but with Yang Lie as the leader, no one of them had any objections.

Looking at their backs, Ouyang Fei gritted his teeth fiercely, and a gloating look flashed in his eyes: "A group of people who do not live or die, even if Gu Menghu is not there, now the strength of the'Mang Wuji' headed by Black Point City has been approaching infinitely. The Vientiane Realm is heavy! Just rely on you? Going is also looking for death!"

His eyes rolled round, and he was dazzled behind the seven, wanting to follow him to watch a joke.

...

Temple of Raising Demon.

This is a sprawling hall, covering an area of ​​more than a thousand acres. The prosperity and prosperity of the past can be vaguely seen, but now only the cobwebs are densely covered and the ruins are broken.

"Brother Mang, there are not many shark apes here. The waste wood of Qinglan City killed nearly two hundred, and we killed more than one hundred. There are not many of them left. We will keep here. What are you doing?"

In the courtyard of a side hall, a man in a green shirt complained that although a few people around him did not speak, they obviously agreed.

These people are the geniuses of Pointe-Noire. The Gu Menghu is missing, and "Ba Liming" is dead, leaving only eight people.

The leader among them, known as "Brother Mang", is a man exuding a vigorous aura. He is about twenty-three or four years old, and his status in Pointe-Noire is second only to Brother Gu, and now he can enter the Vientiane Realm with only a ray of strength!

He is "Mang Wuji".

"Short-sighted."

Mang Wuji snarled coldly. Seeing that the man in the green shirt looked dissatisfied, he said, "Have you ever thought about this demon-raising temple has declined, why are so many apes willing to stay here? One head and two can be explained as stupid, three More than a hundred heads?"

The man in the green shirt stagnated, showing a thoughtful look.

Monster beasts are also life forms, and their perception of the outside world is not inferior to human beings, and even more sensitive! Therefore, the places where monsters live are often rich in energy from the heavens and the earth, and even with the treasures of heaven and earth.

Only the weakest monster beasts can't compete for such a treasure, so they have to fight.

Looking at the contemplative people, Mang Wuji was very satisfied with the shock he had caused them: "I have read a classic, which contains an introduction. The demon clan also needs a yuan stone to practice the exercises, so they often will There are spiritual veins!"

Lingmai!

Everyone's eyes moved, their spirits lifted, and several Nei Yuan swept in all directions at once.

"Look at this main hall. Since it is called the Hall of Raising Demon, it must be the place where shark apes were raised in the past. It is probably the core of this no regrets collar! Everyone look for it."

While they were talking, they passed a few side halls again.

Suddenly, someone moved an expression: "Found it!"

At the same time, Mang Wuji slashed towards the seven-foot-tall stone stele in front of him. Wow, the stone tablet splits, and a cloud of mist emerges.

"Spirit veins! Really have spirit veins!"

The genius of Noire City rushed forward excitedly and found that there was a square of natural primordial stone under the base of the stele, roughly 800 squares!

"Yes, we do, haha!" A thin young man was so excited that he laughed wildly.

Although Gu Menghu was able to take out more than a hundred cubic yuan of stones at will, the cloud-piercing boat and the dragon's claws used were worth several thousand cubic yuan. But that only belongs to the ancient family!

For the other geniuses in Pointe Noire, it is naturally impossible for their family to have this background without the elite disciples of the Sirius Academy.

If the yuan stone in front of you is divided into one point, each of them can get more than one hundred squares, which is undoubtedly a huge wealth. After all, Qinglancheng produces nothing more than that throughout the year.

"Stupid, really stupid."

Mang Wuji shook his head, half complacent and half mocking, "Those stupid talents in the blue city, guarding Baoshan without knowing it, actually focus on hunting mackerel apes, they are stupid."

"How can they compare with Brother Mang? It seems that Brother Mang has the foresight to tell them to learn how to climb the ape. Their intelligence is equivalent to that of the ape."

"Don't say that, I should thank them for discovering this treasure. This is a group of good people who specialize in making wedding clothes for people."

"It's really time to catch them back and let them look at these primordial stones, not knowing what their expressions should be—"

Suddenly, all the sounds stopped abruptly!

The light in the side hall dimmed, and a figure slowly stepped in: "Yes, really a group of good people who make wedding clothes for others."

"It's you!?"

Mang Wuji's eyes widened, and a look of horror appeared, "You are not dead?"

The other geniuses in Black Pointe also changed their colors. They were on the Cloud Piercing Boat and saw Yang Lie surrounded by a group of mackerel apes. Moreover, there is a king among the mackerel apes!

If it weren't for possessing the natal heart art, even Gu Menghu would die under the claws of King Shark Ape, but could this kid come out alive?

Immediately, he noticed Ling Haojian and others who were following Yang Lie, his eyes narrowed slightly: "I don't know how much luck you took to save a life. If you are replaced by me, you must cherish the hard-won opportunity. It's a pity that I only see arrogance and recklessness from you! Don't you think you are qualified to challenge me to Black Point with these few chickens?"

"boom!"

A dazzling sword light flew up through the air, as if a meteor rushed through, rolling up countless rubbles on the ground and hitting Yang Lie.

"Boom!"

The gravel sword light approached Yang Lie and suddenly stopped short of a foot, as if instantly frozen by the extreme chill, unable to move.

Mang Wuji raised his eyebrows, and this blow seemed casual, but it actually condensed his entire inner element! However, such a tyrannical blow stopped strangely, and he couldn't help looking solemnly at Yang Lie——

In sight, the black figure slowly stepped forward, his palm protruding from his sleeve, and lightly flicked at the gravel sword light: "I am not qualified?"

Wow!

As if the brittle glass was hit by a heavy hammer, the sword light burst and broke into countless pieces!