I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

With a shock, countless eyeballs suddenly burst.

Although Gu Menghu had never used "Inner Yuan" with a punch just now, his own strength was already in the Vientiane Realm!

The practice of martial arts takes place day by day.

If the ordinary Juyuan realm martial artist has already broken away from the "mortal" category, then the Vientiane Realm is undoubtedly half-footed on the sky, the gap is as big as clouds and mud.

If the Vientiane Realm wants to kill a warrior whose realm is not as good as one's own, it is completely effortless.

Therefore, Yang Lie was able to block Gu Menghu's blow, which was extremely shocking!

"furious!"

Gu Menghu felt that his dignity had been severely provoked, and his forehead was bulging. "Originally, I wanted to leave you a whole body, but you killed this opportunity yourself! I will show you the real power of the Vientiane Realm Fighting power!"

"Boom!"

A starry river emerged, and the inner yuan in his dantian whistled and injected into his right arm: "Dissolve it for me!"

The sound of "stab lala" exploded, and the air was rubbed rapidly, producing countless dense electric flowers. Strips of blue arcs are pulsating, and his body seems to be walking in the endless blue ocean.

With a light fist, he was like a giant of the ocean, curling up the sky full of sparks, and crashing like a dragon to Yang Lie——

Subordinate martial arts, lava electric fist!

This is the secret of the ancient family. If you practice to the top, you can comprehend the inferior artistic conception "lava". With the power of artistic conception alone, the ground in a radius of one hundred meters can melt into a pool of muddy water silently.

However, with the exception of the top genius of the ancient family, even the city lord of Black Point "Gu Changqing" failed to reach this level.

This is so, Gu Menghu's move is so powerful that it is also appalling.

The dense electric glow rushed over the sky and enveloped Yang Lie, and the next moment he would be involved in the boundless hell!

"Ah."

When it did, a chuckle sounded, and Yang Lie slowly shook his head, "If this is the real combat power of the so-called Vientiane Realm, it really is—"

"Not enough!"

"Woo!"

There was a sharp tearing sound, and a blood-colored dragon flew in Yang Lie's palm. The dragon-shaped spear beams of the thirteen little ones appeared, and then quickly gathered together.

From a distance, these thirteen spear lights hovered and bite each other, forming an extremely complicated formation!

Faintly, there are surging stars in the sky, and flowing water and light waterfalls are generally injected into the magic array.

"Boom!"

A thousand words were spoken, and the gun shot out for a moment.

Between the sparks and the fire, the Dragon Blood Spear had arrived, greeted Gu Menghu with a heavy heart.

"Boom—pop!"

In the short stiff sound, the sky blue electric light suddenly exploded, and the blue ocean beside Gu Menghu's body seemed to have been hit by a meteorite and shot in all directions.

Gu Menghu was repelled by the powerful impact force, and his body was ejected by a crossbow, and flew into the sky with a sound.

"Inferior mood! You have penetrated the inferior mood!"

Before, Yang Lie's artistic conception of Yuxing was only a rudimentary form, but when he was recuperating in the mackerel ape's lair, he unexpectedly realized it and completely pushed this artistic conception to its fullest.

Gu Menghu was shocked and jealous. He had worked hard for many years and had family secrets, but he still failed to penetrate the lower artistic conception. How could the kid in front of me have such a chance?

Under unprecedented jealousy, he developed a strong killing intent: "I want you to know that in the face of true inheritance, no matter how many adventures are just beautiful, it is vulnerable! Pick me up!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In the void, Gu Menghu repeatedly grabbed and fell towards the ground.

With the use of Nakasen's martial arts, his arms skyrocketed several times, and the air was like a real dough, which was squeezed up abruptly, forming ball after ball, the speed was too fast to deal with.

In an instant, a series of thirty-six air spheres appeared beside Yang Lie, surrounding him!

"Ok?"

Although his strength has improved continuously and he has strong confidence in himself, Yang Lie can't help being surprised. He clearly perceives that these circular air masses around him contain terrifying lethality!

Moreover, these air masses echoed each other, forming a mysterious formation, which made people completely unable to get out and had to resist.

"Haha! Thirty-six sky ball, burst me! Burst! Burst!"

"Flap!"

All the air masses exploded in response, and in the countless air explosions, the tearing energy squeezed each other, forming a whirlpool! Deep into the vortex of dozens of feet!

"call"

The masses of heaven and earth vitality from the outside made waves of howling sounds like mountains and seas, rushing into the whirlpool frantically. At this time, Yang Lie——

Right in the center of the whirlpool!

Under such a majestic energy collision, let alone a physical body, even a small hill will be squeezed!

"Stop! Stop!" Luo Zhanhu and the others were shocked.

Gu Menghu shot too fast, no one thought that once the Zhongcheng martial arts was running at full capacity, the speed would be so fast. It was too late for them to stop, and they could only watch the vortex swallow Yang Lie!

"Haha! Don't you want me to prove it? Then I will prove it to you now!"

Gu Menghu laughed triumphantly, and the satisfaction he could easily kill Yang Lie brought to him was stronger than winning the first place in the trial! He stared at the center of the whirlpool gloomily, "I really want to see your expression at the moment, how regretful it should be—"

Suddenly, the arrogant expression on his face froze, his mouth remained in a wide, weird posture, and his eyes almost burst out.

In sight, the deep-seated vortex seemed to be dragged by an old donkey, and the speed of rotation suddenly became extremely slow. Soon, its power completely disappeared, and the entire vortex was strangely frozen in the air.

That feeling, like a cheerful elk, suddenly entered an extremely cold place and was instantly frozen into ice—

Cracking clouds!

An artistic conception of cracking clouds driven by inner yuan!

In the past, stimulating the mood, although the power has been extremely powerful, but there is still no way to compare with the present. Artistic conception, only inner yuan can truly reveal its edge!

"Impossible! My dragon catcher has already cultivated to the state of'mastery', how can I not trap you?"

After a long while, Gu Menghu roared like a waking up in his dream. Suddenly, he sneered: "Even if you force a stalemate for a moment, what can you do? You still can't escape my thirty-six heavenly explosions!"

Before he finished his words, I saw the figure in black slowly raised his head, and a slightly playful voice came out: "Really?"

"Hum!"

Yang Lie took a step, and the extremely narrow space suddenly became very large, and dozens of afterimages appeared in the square inch——

Illusionary mood!

Yang Lie walked straight to the vortex in front of him, his body seemed to exist in another space, completely indifferent to reality, and he could easily pass through with one step!

Gu Menghu was so horrified that he couldn't speak, but Yang Lie just smiled faintly: "Your full strength, is it just that? If so, then your proof is really unflattering."

Looking at the indifferent figure in front of him, it seemed that no matter what method he tried, he still couldn't really hurt his hair.

An unprecedented sense of humiliation filled his heart, Gu Menghu's eyes were blood red, and he was completely crazy: "You want to see all my strength? Well, I will let you see clearly! Neiyuan, open!"

"Boom bang bang!"

Just like a volcanic eruption, the dots of inner yuan roared out of the head, and one, two, and three starlights slowly rotated in a ring.

As soon as Neiyuan came out, the unparalleled aura immediately filled all directions, causing his aura to rise continuously. If someone closes their eyes and perceives purely with their souls, they will have the illusion that there is a mountain standing in front of them! A surging river!

The oppression of that kind of momentum will make the minds of the warriors of the sixth level of the ordinary Ju Yuan realm burst.

"It's really a three-point inner yuan!" Qinglan City's big men were surprised and envious.

The three levels in the front of the Vientiane Realm all depend on the strength of the inner yuan, one to three points for the inner yuan, one layer for the inner yuan, four to six for the second layer, and the third layer for more than six points!

This Gu Menghu really deserved to be born in Dachengchi. He could have such an inner yuan in his early twenties, and he could successfully set foot on the Second Stage of the Vientiane Realm in just one step, rivaling Zong Haoyang and others.

Carrying an aura of pressure, Gu Meng approached with stern steps, his eyes fierce: "In the face of absolute strength, all the little tricks and struggles are futile, I want to convince you of your defeat!"

Facing his aggressiveness, Yang Lie raised his eyebrows, and a weird smile emerged: "Absolute strength? So this can convince you? Then--"

"as you wish!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Four consecutive sounds like the cracking of the sky and the earth sounded, Yang Lie's eyes were fierce, and the endless starlight enveloped him like a canopy.

Following the starlight upward, four rivers of starlight like dragons hovered around, exuding infinite coercion!

Four star rivers! Four cents inner yuan!

"what!?"

Gu Menghu's face was earth-colored, snapping, and the starlight river above his head was shattered by the pressure.

A counter-shock force swept through his body, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood, staring at the top of Yang Lie's head with his eyes fixedly, and his heart was as gray as a gray expression:

What could be more devastating than that when someone else slapped your face in what you do best?

For a long time, Gu Menghu has been very confident in his inner yuan cultivation. Except for his brother, he considered himself the number one person in Fangyuanshucheng.

Even, he felt that with the advantages of his inner yuan cultivation and his age, he would be favored by the great figures of the Sirius Academy and be accepted as a closed disciple or confidant.

As a result, before he could enter the Sirius Academy to show off his skills, he was brutally slapped in the face by a teenager! And this boy is only fourteen years old! Born is the blue city that I despise!

"No, it's not true."

Yu Chuanhe's eyes were absent, and he was hit hard. Apart from anything else, Yang Lie can crush him just by relying on the cultivation base of the four-cent inner yuan!

He didn't think that his own combat power could have any advantage in front of this young man who had mastered the four moods. Suddenly, Yu Chuanhe felt a little regret:

In order to please the ancient elites, is it really worthwhile to offend this young man to death?