I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

"Impossible! I know the strength of Wood very clearly. Although he is second to none among the earth immortals, it is still too far behind to say that he can match the gods."

Hei Ye shook his head, he guessed, "Maybe the wood practice is wrong?"

Yang Lie's heart moved. He thought that the four characters "Nian Dong Tian Ze" just came from the seal of the selection, not from Mu Yi's inheritance.

Perhaps, what Mu Yi reached was not the real five-star soul realm, but just a "pseudo five-star"? And the inheritance knack in the Seal of Chosen is correct?

In this way, it can be explained.

However, his instinct told him that the truth of the facts is definitely not that simple!

Suddenly, he thought of the Supreme Profound Immortal Venerable, the ancestors of the Yang family who had mysteriously disappeared, the Second Yang, and even the "heart-eaters" hidden in the dark.

Faintly, there is a bright light to know the sea, but after careful thinking, I feel that it is intricate and difficult to grasp. The truth of the matter always feels like a mist and it is difficult to detect.

"Fine, don't think about it for now."

Yang Lie left these all behind, and a soul martial arts emerged in the sea of ​​knowledge——

Twelve Wing Demon Secret Art!

Before, his soul thought power cultivation had always stayed at the four-star level, unable to push it to the highest level. Now that the power of mind is promoted, it is time to try to practice and see if he can reach the perfect "Twelve Wings" state.

"boom!"

The core of the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness appeared in rhythm, and layers of pure and incomparable thought power overflowed from it, and they continued to waver, faintly trying to form a wonderful formation.

The principle of the Secret Art of the Soul is simple and simple, as long as it can "copy" a certain image with the power of mind. Such as the Soul Killing Shuttle back then.

But when it comes to complexity, it is often unimaginable.

Even the most minor one-star secret technique involves the changes of tens of thousands of array patterns, and a slight error in one of them is immediately abandoned and ruined.

The twelve-winged heavenly magic secret technique involves no less than 300 million formations, and they are twisted in pairs, and the changes caused by the extension of the hook are uncountable. The soul thought power is slightly weaker, and it may not be able to bear it. The waiting is complicated, and the soul is crushed and completely collapsed.

"Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!"

Yang Lie's comprehension was fully opened, and he fully "portrayed" the image in the secret technique, and his soul thought power was surging, and he was urged to the extreme. Gradually, a normal adult figure with a silver white body and twelve wings behind it gradually took shape.

This figure shone with a faint silver glow, and those wings appeared extremely plump and thick, and the endless wind and clouds could be detonated by fanning at will!

Looking closely, the face of this figure is indeed Yang Lie himself!

"Tick! Tick!"

As time went by, he didn't dare to relax a little bit, because he was so focused on hitting the realm of Consummation. As long as there was a slight slack, he would give up all his efforts and he had to start all over again.

Therefore, Rao Yang Lie's comprehension has reached a level that was unattainable by the predecessors.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed quietly.

During this period, the three of Jin Huang stayed on their side from beginning to end, and Zuo Yezi was also inseparable. In another place, Yu Ruoruo’s divine power has evolved to the final juncture, and the divine aura spreading from his body is surging and violent, and it is worthy of covering dozens of miles around her, and even her change is approaching. End--

Suddenly!

With a boom, Yang Lie's whole body trembled, and a figure burst out of the sea of ​​knowledge. This figure flapped its wings lightly, and there were circles of silver-white vortex hidden around it, exuding an aura of incomparable tearing power.

"The Twelve Winged Sky Demon Secret Art?"

A look of joy appeared on Yang Lie's face, this figure is exactly the twelve-winged demon! Its power seemed extremely violent and majestic, and Yang Lie felt a wonderful sense of separation from him, not closely related to the deity, as if it could exist independently in the world.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Yang Lie raised his eyebrows in surprise. He discovered that after the real cultivation was successful, this secret technique had condensed a clone! Completely independent clone!

"Is it another clone?"

Yang Lie now has a demon clone. This method can bring him many magical effects no matter it is fighting or other times. The twelve-winged heavenly demon in front of him had already reached the level of rivaling the powerhouse of the gods, and was equivalent to a big helper.

But beyond that, it seems to be useless.

"It doesn't matter, it is always good to have one more method."

Yang Lie also thought about it, and quickly put it aside. After that, he opened his eyes and nodded to Zuo Yezi to thank, and then he paid attention to the two of Jin Huang.

"You don't have to continue following me. Let's return to your respective counties first. There may be something that will call you in the near future, and you will need to do your best."

"Yes, master."

With the slave printed on his body, Jin Huang could not refuse any request from Yang Lie. He also wanted to drive, although he was obedient to others since then, but somehow saved his life.

If a person is dead, then there is nothing left. It's always good to be alive.

But the flame fairy next to him is not as optimistic as him. The ancestor's cheeks twitched, revealing an extremely distressed look——

Not only did he not get any benefits from coming this time, but Yang Lie even swallowed a lot of his life force. After returning home this time, although there shouldn't be any danger, a major loss of strength is inevitable.

"Flame, wait a minute." Yang Lie suddenly called.

The flame immortal trembled, and couldn't help feeling nervous: Could it be that the little master saw through his complaining mind? He, shouldn't he teach himself a lesson?

Now that the souls of life and death are controlled by Yang Lie, even if the young man makes any punishment, he has nothing to do.

"Shoo! Shoo!"

Yang Lie didn't care what he thought deep in his heart, he just took out one material after another from the Ten Thousand Monsters Picture. Although his cultivation time is very short, not worth one percent of these ancestors, but he has experienced quite a lot in the past year, and he does not know how many strong men have been killed.

After the death of those strong men, what they had hidden naturally fell into Yang Lie's hands without any accident!

However, during this period of time, he has been pushed forward by external forces, and he rarely has time to stop and carefully sort out his gains. Therefore, Yang Lie doesn't even know how much wealth he has.

Just now, the power of the soul's thoughts has greatly improved, and he can see these treasures clearly, memorizing all the details in his heart.

"Beacon Snake! Attracting spirit!"

"Main material! Refine, melt soul!"

The ten fingers of Yang Lie's hands changed again and again, and the tyrannical soul thought power changed between the ten fingers of both hands, piercing rapidly in a huge array pattern.

One by one, the main material, plus the wonderful life spirit was drawn out, and quickly merged into it.

"Fate Soul Seal?"

The flames were dull, and even for a while, he even forgot the anger he had been angering Jin Huang before, and looked at the ancestor stupidly.

Immortal Jin Huang is also in a dazed state: Could it be that this young man in a mysterious robe is still good at refining the soul seal of life?

A teenager is not only strong enough to crush the two of him easily, but also has such accomplishments in life training?

They really can't understand, this kind of existence has surpassed their experience and knowledge.

If it is possible to say that combat power can be quickly created by some quick means, then where does he get the massive knowledge that a life trainer must master?

No matter how talented the gods are, they must not do anything false in the training of life. They must step by step and accumulate steadily.

Therefore, it is hard for them to believe that they only think that this young man is too mad, and the refining will definitely fail.

However, they slapped them severely!

"Ningyin!"

With a sigh of relief, Yang Lie appeared in a circular light ball about the size of a thumb. This light ball is extremely soft and moist, like a chicken egg yolk, you can clearly feel a soft and soft sensation when you look at it, and there is a small flame flashing inside.

"This is the'Wildfire Seal' I refined. It is a four-star. You can refine it." Yang Lie flicked his finger, and then blasted the wildfire seal towards the Flame Immortal.

The Flame Immortal's eyes were distraught. Although this Fate Soul Seal looked like that, but to say that the young man in front of him could refine such a Fate Soul Seal with his hand, he would not believe that he would kill him.

But the slave seal was in his body, and he couldn't help him reject it. Therefore, the flame immortal could only carry a generous expression of righteousness, and with a shock of supernatural power, he refined this fate soul seal and integrated it into his body.

"what."

Almost at the same time, the flame fairy uttered an extremely shocking exclamation, and the Jin Huang fairy beside him was also taken aback, almost thinking that this companion was mad.

Immediately, the flame fairy uttered an ecstatic laugh: "Thank you, Master!"

When the wildfire seal energy was fully integrated, he found that the fate of Taiwu that he had just damaged was immediately restored, and there was even a slight improvement!

Originally prepared for a major loss of strength, but did not expect that there will be such unexpected gains, the flame immortal can't help but smile.

"You are Welcome."

Yang Lie waved his hand. He is now in the realm of a five-star life training master, and his soul power is ten times that of Muyi! Therefore, the refining of the four-star fate soul seal is completely easy.

The reason why he helped the flame fairy restore his life was not to take care of this servant, but to—

Snow Palace!

There is not much time until the fifteen-year limit. Thinking of his mother who is still imprisoned in the Snow God Palace, Yang Lie is anxious! He has already made a decision, no matter what realm Ye Tongxuan's strength has reached, he must go for a while!

At that time, both of these flames will come in handy. Therefore, their strength is naturally the stronger the better!

"Unfortunately, his life can only be used once, and the effect of improving the strength of my undead Suzaku has reached its limit."

Seeing that the flames regained the perfect Taiwu fate, Yang Lie shook his head a bit regretfully: If the energy of Taiwu fate can be drawn repeatedly, he would like to come back dozens of times again, first raise the power of the undead Suzaku to the extreme. ...

Unfortunately, only the first time it worked!

If it is called Lieyan, Yang Lie once had the idea of ​​using him as a leek, and fainted for fear of anger.

After a few more words, Yang Lie turned his gaze to Duan Muheng. At this moment, the demon clone had completely digested his memory and received information about Meng Lichen.

After reading the message clearly, Yang Lie's eyes snapped: "Marriage."