I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

"Bastard! In the ancestral land, how dare you slap the same sect."

Beiqiu was furious, and rose up, the majestic boundary aura surged wildly, forming a sky-reaching phantom behind him.

No one expected this scene to happen, especially for Beiqiu Jue and others who are familiar with Ran Wei.

They knew very well in their hearts that although Ran Wei's cultivation was an ordinary Sixth Level Realm King. However, because of the strange and fierce illusion of Ran's secret, when actually fighting against people, Ran Wei's combat power is not inferior to any realm king's peak power!

Among the disciples of the foreign surname, that is, Beiqiu Jue, who is the ultimate powerhouse, can he overwhelm her with his superior strength!

If Yang Lie used a sneak attack and other means to injure Ran Wei, they would not be so surprised. However, the fact is that Ran Wei has fully urged the illusion, only to look at the boy, and then fly out, unconscious.

"Poisonous hand? Take advantage of the force and hurt my fellow sect for no reason. You are also qualified to blame me?"

Yang Lie's eyebrows quietly faded, and the figure of Emperor Hunyuan slowly merged into his body. The light of Faxiangzhi from the gods offering mountain gradually shrank, and continued to hide in the sea of ​​consciousness.

This Dao Xiangqian is a soul profound tool, and its rank must surpass the ordinary earth-level ultimate profound tool! With its defensive power, it is sufficient to resist most soul attacks.

Although Ran Wei's illusion skills are strong, but her cultivation base is still inferior, so it is impossible to threaten Yang Lie!

On the contrary, it is Yang Lie's Hunyuan Great Emperor. The pupil technique that this vision can activate has the powerful attack power to break all the magic and crush all falsehoods. With its attack power, it was completely enough to smash that illusion.

Adding the two together, Ran Wei's injury would be so severe!

"Turn right and wrong, and a clever tongue! If you commit such a big mistake, you still don't know how to repent, but you have to quibble in all kinds of ways. You can see how cunning your mind is! If you don't teach you well, you will definitely follow the way of demons in the future!"

Beiqiu slammed, his palms suddenly opened, and a white ball inside was tumbling rapidly, spinning endlessly like a top. With a "shoo", a white filament emerged from it, shooting like an arrow, stabling away.

"Gou Li Zhen Yu Gong! Yang Lie, be careful!" Yang Jiezi's face was pale, and she exclaimed.

Every disciple on location who can enter the ancestral land has a powerful family power standing behind, and Beiqiu is no exception.

The ancestor of his family once accidentally got a "Golden Essence Fire Fairy", this kind of treasure is innately good at the energy of the gold and fire elements, and has extremely powerful attack power.

This ancestor tried to figure it out day and night, and finally realized from it a peerless martial arts-Gouli Zhenyu Gong!

If you practice this martial arts to the extreme, with one move, the golden sword will fall from the sky, and a mountain of thousands of feet will be cut into powder in the blink of an eye.

Beiqiu can definitely become the ultimate powerhouse of the realm king, this martial arts is indispensable. Now that he has performed this trick, he has saved his mind to teach Yang Lie severely regardless of the consequences!

"Ok?"

Yang Lie's eyes were condensed, all the power in his body had been mobilized, the power of thought was surging, and the sword intent with nine patterns on the center of the eyebrow appeared again. As soon as Beiqiu made a shot, he knew that he was definitely not an opponent, and the difference in cultivation base between the two sides was too great.

This gap, even if you have a lot of hole cards, can't make up!

This is so, he still didn't give up at all, even if it was a defeat, he still had to use all means to inflict a serious injury on the opponent.

"call out!"

The cocoon was like electricity, and it was approaching in an instant, and the dark golden dragon blood spear in Yang Lie's palm was about to pierce out. At this moment--

"boom!"

A tremor sounded like the sky and the earth cracked, and then two thick fingers fell from the sky, and they lightly pinched the cocoon silk.

"puff!"

The silk cocoon was pinched to pieces on the spot, and Beiqiu was as if struck by lightning, his chest was filled with blood. His eyes were astonished, and he looked at the figure that fell from the sky: "My ancestor?"

The visitor was dressed in iron-gray robe, and his actions were stubborn and impersonal. This person is exactly the "ancestor servant" who is responsible for receiving at the entrance of the ancestral land.

"Private fighting is strictly prohibited in the ancestral land, and offenders will be expelled." The ancestor servant's indifferent voice sounded.

Beiqiu Jue swallowed fiercely in his throat. He had been in the ancestral land for several years, and naturally guessed that the ancestor servant was a puppet. But no matter how humane the puppets are, they are essentially dead creatures. They will only act according to the instructions they receive and will not have the slightest flexibility.

Therefore, he wisely did not argue with him. Instead, he pointed his hand to Ran Wei who was unconscious: "My ancestor, that kid secretly poisoned his hand and injured the same door seriously, please be the master for us!"

Instead of his previous domineering and arrogant, he pretended to be a weak person, wanting to gain the sympathy of his ancestors.

"Ok?"

The ancestor looked at Ran Wei with a stiff expression, and there seemed to be thinking flashes in his eyes.

Yang Jiezi's expression tightened, while Beiqiu Jue showed an expression of extremely expectation. Although it is somewhat regrettable that he could not teach the Xuanpao boy personally, if he can be expelled with the help of the ancestor servant, the actual effect will undoubtedly be better!

He believes that if he loses the resources of his ancestral land, even if he can become a strong man in the fairyland, his age must have reached hundreds of years.

In the way of martial arts, one step behind is backward everywhere! At that time, the boy would no longer pose any threat to himself!

"Ok."

The ancestor faintly replied, turning around, seeing that he was about to disappear.

Beiqiu Jue's expression suddenly stiffened, and his face was surprised and puzzled: Huh? You just left with such an "um"? What does this mean?

He didn't give up, and quickly added: "My ancestor servant, he's ignoring the rules of his ancestors when he shoots at the same door, so he should be punished severely—"

"I do not see it."

The ancestor servant said a simple sentence, but it was like a ball of sandbags blocking his throat, and he choked so much that he couldn't say a word anymore.

did not see it?

Which reason is this? As a puppet ancestor who is a genius managing location, you are ashamed to say that you didn't see it? And so rightly speaking?

Beiqiu Jue's chest surged sharply, and his eyes twitched with anger, but he did not dare to complain at all. The ancestor servant has the absolute right to deal with the disciple of the scene, if he dares to entangle him, and he is forcibly expelled from the ancestral land, there is no place to reason.

"From now on, I will pay attention to you. If anyone dares to take a private action, he will be expelled immediately." The ancestor servant disappeared, and a word slowly fell.

Beiqiu was definitely more depressed. In other words, he was not only unable to attack Yang Lie with the help of what happened just now. It's even impossible to do a lesson in person!

Damn, where did this kid get the good luck? A Nanhua Dixian looked at him differently before, and now even the ancestors who abide by the rules are showing favor to him?

"Great!"

Except for Yang Lichen, the remaining disciples of the Yang family's surname were all excited, and Yang Xiaoyue couldn't help shaking her fists with excitement.

Yang Jiezi let out a long sigh, and sighed in his heart that he finally avoided the catastrophe smoothly. Next, as long as Yang Lie stayed in the spiritual dwelling with peace of mind to practice, he would rarely have the opportunity to meet disciples with foreign surnames, and the possibility of getting into trouble would be greatly reduced.

She looked at Yang Lie: "Let's go."

Yang Lie gained a lot from this trip to the preaching cliff. Whether it is the increase in the number of ancestral points or the acquisition of Wuyi Xiaojian, it takes time to digest.

So he nodded lightly and waited to turn around and leave.

"You are not allowed to go!"

Suddenly, an angry voice sounded.

Wen Renjian's eyes were red, and a flash of him stood in front of them.

"Wen Renjian, do you want to challenge the rules of the ancestor servant?" Yang Jiezi shouted.

Wen Ren Jian ignored her, his cheek muscles jumped suddenly: "Yang Lie! Do you dare to fight me?"

His weird little braid stood up, and the pupils of his eyes shrank into two small dots very strangely. It seemed that he wanted to swallow Yang Lie alive.

Those who are familiar with the relationship between the disciples on location understand that Wenrenjian has long had an admiration for Ran Wei. Although the latter has not accepted his confession, he has already regarded himself as the latter's patron saint.

Therefore, seeing Ran Wei being hit hard, Beiqiu Jue and other foreign disciples just felt a little angry. But he felt as though the most sacred part of his heart was being impacted, and his intense anger almost burned his whole person.

This anger can only be calmed by severely teaching the young man!

"Not interested." Yang Lie replied lightly, and continued to move.

"Humph!"

Wen Renjian took a step forward, staring at him fiercely, "Nothing! You dare not even accept my challenge like a man, and still have the face to stay in the ancestral land?"

Private battles between disciples on location are not allowed, but if both parties agree, they can compete on the "Dragon and Snake Terrace" in Ancestral Land. However, life and death disputes are absolutely not allowed.

Wen Renjian pressed hard, just because he wanted Yang Lie to accept the challenge. Then, he can teach this young man severely on the Dragon Snake Platform.

"Ah."

Yang Lie chuckled, showing no irritation at all, but a joking expression, "Since your Excellency is so kind, why don't you try and just do it here?"

Wen Renjian's expression stiffened, and he didn't dare to do anything if he gave him a hundred boldness. The ancestor would never show mercy because he was from a Wenren family.

At that time, if the elders of the family know that he is out for a woman and has lost his identity as a disciple on location, fearing that he will have to be locked up for a hundred years.

Yang Xiaoyue sneered: "Yes, you are so kind, do it now."

Many people sighed secretly, seeing Wenrenjian who was forced into a dilemma by Yang Lie's words. Since the power of the disciples of the foreign surname has become stronger, there have been few such scenes, and there are disciples of the surname that can suppress it.

They have a faint hunch, fearing that the ancestral land will change from now on!

Yang Jiezi made up a knife: "Brother Wenren, your cultivation level has reached the sixth level of Realm King Realm, Yang Lie is only the second level cultivation level. You want him to accept your challenge, this kind of behavior is probably not so glorious Right? You have the ability, when Yang Lie reaches the sixth level, you will challenge again."

Wen Renjian's face turned blue and red. Seeing that the three of them were about to disappear, he shouted: "Boy! Do you dare to fight against my spiritual clone? I bet on all the ancestral points!"

Yang Lie, take a break.