I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

"call out!"

With a sharp whistling sound, I saw that the heavenly ghost completely revealed its true face, shooting out from the middle of the hall. Its body is quite solid now, and it is no longer as illusory as before. It looks similar to humans, but with two small horns on top of its head.

The horn is also spiral, but it is much more delicate. If you pay close attention to it, you can see countless running runes flashing in it, each rune is extremely mysterious, composed of hundreds of thousands of array patterns.

Among the shocked eyes, the sky ghost completely broke away from the shackles of the hall and rushed straight to the twelve-winged sky demon clone.

"Roar!"

There was a long and long howl, and the swirling light flashed rapidly in the body of the twelve-winged heavenly demon clone. Afterwards, this group of whirlpools sent an extremely powerful suction force, swallowing the heavenly ghosts on the spot.

"Boom!"

At the same time, Yang Lie only felt as if his head was hit by a hammer, and he shook suddenly! Immediately afterwards, his eyes widened, and a barren world appeared before him——

This world is full of dilapidated scenes, as if it has been attacked by the power of destroying the world, and it is lifeless. But if you perceive it carefully, you can find that it didn't become like this after withstanding the attack, but it was natural!

In other words, this is a "dead place"!

"Underworld God Realm?"

These four words appeared in Yang Lie's Zhihai, and he suddenly discovered that the description of this world in the world of Underworld God couldn't be more appropriate.

"Wow!"

The shadow of the sky ghost suddenly appeared, and quickly flew towards the central area of ​​the Underworld God Realm. Soon, it stopped under an altar.

This altar is round, and there are groups of tadpole-like runes floating on the surface. The layers of rotation reveal endless mystery.

After standing quietly for a while, those runes suddenly stopped, and a drop of silver-white water in the center swayed, and it fell down with a sound.

"Woo!"

Seeing this, Tiangui was overjoyed, and immediately rushed forward, swallowing the drop of water in one bite.

"Guckoo! Guckoo!"

Clearly and audibly, there were waves of boiling water rolling from the sky ghost, his aura became stronger, and a faint silver-white haze came out, slowly sinking down.

"What's going on? Could it be—"

Divine light exploded in Yang Lie’s eyes, and the sea of ​​consciousness was like being struck by a beam of lightning, and countless enlightenments flashed: The Twelve Winged Demon is not just as simple as a clone, it is more like an independent life, impressively possessed Your own "God Realm", Underworld God Realm!

The Underworld God Realm seems to have a strong role in improving the sky ghosts, or "ghost repair".

It can be seen from this scene that as long as the silver water droplets in the altar appear, the sky ghost will pounce on like a flying ant that smells honey.

And after refining the silver water droplet, its strength will be able to advance by leaps and bounds.

"Raise so fast!"

Yang Lie was secretly surprised, and looked at it roughly. After a short period of absorption, that Ghost Xiu's breath was at least a tenth stronger. If the silver droplets appear again, its strength will increase faster, and I am afraid that it will be able to restore the power of its heyday in an instant, and fight fiercely against ordinary gods.

"So, is this your hidden ability?"

Originally, Yang Lie was still secretly thinking that his own demon clone possesses the mysterious ability to control others and deprive them of all experience inheritance. It's a pity that the twelve-winged heavenly demon clone that just appeared, seems to have no other ability besides being able to assist in combat.

Now it seems that I have thought about it too simply. The ability of this Underworld God Realm to cultivate ghost cultivation can be called a great fortune!

Moreover, Yang Lie discovered that after being absorbed by the Underworld God Realm, the ghost's actions that day were completely driven by him! Maybe just a ghost repair, its ability is not amazing, but when dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of them combined?

More importantly, the silver water droplets in the circular altar have the ability to strengthen ghost repair!

Yang Lie vaguely felt that the Twelve Wings Heavenly Devil's secret technique might continue to be upgraded. At that time, the speed at which the silver water droplets are generated will surely be greatly accelerated, which will greatly promote the improvement of ghost repair strength.

After a sudden shock, after absorbing the sky ghost, the twelve-winged sky devil clone quickly returned to Yang Lie's sea of ​​consciousness.

At the same time, the outside palace seemed to have been bombarded by extremely compressed explosives, trembling sharply, and deep cracks formed on the surface.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Yang Lie was no longer able to suppress it, and with a flick of his right hand, dark rays of light burst out. It crossed a long and slender parabola and pierced the hall severely.

In an instant, the whole hall burst open, and a bunch of wonderful breath rolled in like a wave.

Wufengjian hiccuped, and a clear thought came out, turning his body and returning to Yang Lie's body.

"Really uncle."

Yang Lie couldn't help laughing. The sword flew out without his consent. After a round and wandering back, he thought of his body as an inn, and said he would leave without any guilt. And the consciousness of being a profound tool.

Whose sword can live with such a personality?

At this time, the thirteen elders saw that the general situation was gone, not only had themselves been backlashed, but even the gods and gods of the town clan's profound tool had been destroyed. They were heartbroken, knowing that there was no chance of a turnaround, so they tried to escape one by one.

"Want to escape? Leave them all for me!"

Duanmuheng uttered an angry shout, and the God Realm jumped into the air, confining them to death!

If it were replaced by the previous one, he might not be able to do such an understatement, but because of the accidental escape of the heavenly ghost, these elders were severely injured and naturally there was no more power to resist.

"Mo Daozi! You are here to kill me, and now you want to leave like this. Isn't it too simple to think?" Amidst the faint mocking sound, Duanmu Heng stared at the silver-haired old man headed firmly.

"Huh! Duanmuheng, don't think that you control us, we will let you do it! If you still have half of the sentiment to control the orcs, just go ahead and kill us all!" Mo Daozi held his head high. No fear at all.

Another gray-robed old man "Xuan Chengkong" also sneered: "Yes! Even if you are torturing us, you can't imagine us surrendering to you, usurped, selfish and selfish people!"

The thirteen of them had already retired to the Orc Master, no longer taking on any substantive affairs, and single-mindedly wanted to break through the gods. Therefore, both the character and the work are terribly firm.

You can see from their eyes and expressions that they are not bluffing at all. Even if Duanmu Heng was determined to humiliate them, he couldn't bring them to submission.

Yang Lie's eyes condensed slightly, and when he encountered such a pure person, it was quite difficult to conquer him by violence. However, if they were wiped out, it would seem to be a bit of a waste.

Thoughts turn, and an idea emerges in my heart——

Therefore, "Duanmuheng" sighed: "Selfish? Haha, the old man is trembling like walking on thin ice, and he has been doing his best to control the orcs for so many years, and he has won your evaluation? Ask yourself, what is the old man's everything? Hurt the Orc Master?"

When he asked in person, Mo Daozi and others looked stagnant, unable to speak a word.

Although they have been cultivating for many years, they are not completely ignorant of everything that happened in the Orc Master. Therefore, they are very clear that Duanmuheng is not putting gold on his face. Throughout these thousands of years, under the leadership of Duanmuheng, the power of controlling the orcs has not declined by leaps and bounds.

If there is a loss, at most, the status of the patriarch "Duanmufei" is affected.

Yang Lie keenly controlled their emotional fluctuations and immediately ordered them. Immediately, Duanmuheng continued: "Humph! As a result, because of Duanmufei's one or two provocations, you will put a hero like the old man to death? Your behavior is irrelevant, black and white, and what is the benefit of controlling the beast? Family."

Every time they asked, Mo Daozi and the others were frustrated. They were originally inspired by Xia Chenghai and followed the righteousness. As a result, "Xia Chenghai" who represented the righteousness escaped by himself. This has already given them a blow, so they were inherently short in front of Duanmuheng.

After a long while, Mo Daozi hesitated and said: "The patriarch is an orthodox bloodline, and has commanded the orcs for many years. If you return all the power to her, I think--"

"silly!"

Before he could finish speaking, Duanmuheng interrupted abruptly and sneered, "Under Duanmufei's command, what kind of orc control looks like, don't you know? Just ask how many gods we have used to control the orc for so many years. Realm strong? How many peerless geniuses have appeared? This world has always relied on strength to speak, not on the so-called orthodox blood!"

One sentence wins one sentence. When it comes to the ability to fight, the 13 elders joining hands are not a half-finger opponent of Yang Lie. What's more, "Duanmuheng" has already demonstrated overwhelming power, and at this moment, coupled with Yang Lie's lip-synching, suddenly forced them speechless.

However, there are still some people who have taken the pressure and jumped out: "Even if what you said makes sense, so what? You have been in charge of the orc for thousands of years, except for your own strength. Has any tribe member ever benefited and achieved the status of God?"

The speaker's face is long and narrow, looking like an old horse, with a bunch of king characters in the center of his forehead. This person was named "Kong Buling" and he was notoriously stubborn.

He thinks he upholds justice and speaks upright, but he doesn't want to fall into Yang Lie's calculations...

"This point, the old man had already planned, and originally planned to wait for everything to be done before telling you, and it can give you a surprise. However, since you are aggressive, let's disclose some parts first." Old God Duanmuheng was here, There was no embarrassment of being asked.

The thirteen elders looked at each other, and they couldn't figure out what he was selling until Yang Lie behind him walked out slowly.

As soon as Yang Lie spoke, he shook them all stiffly.