I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

"call out!"

A dry figure burst out from it, and two arc-light blades appeared in the palm of the palm, intertwined and slashed towards Yang Lie.

At this time, Yang Lie was closing his eyes and concentrating, trying his best to help Meng Lichen refine the "Yushi Wushuang" Fate Soul Seal!

The person who shoots is like sneaking in nothingness, not only is the speed surprisingly fast, but the movements are extremely subtle, even if it is close at hand, it is difficult to detect.

It is the shadow old man!

Now the imprint clones behind them have been summoned by the "Yushi Wushuang" gods, and as a result, everyone has regained their ability to act. When they saw Yang Lie concentrating on helping Meng Lichen refining the life and soul mark, they couldn't help but give birth to strange thoughts——

Five-star fate!

Even if they can restrain their greed, they will inevitably worry about whether Yang Lie and Meng Lichen will have a murderous mind.

Among the demon races, the "victor is king" is always pursued!

Hailan Swordsman, Tai Shaantian, and Huang Banhu, the three strong figures are tight. But between the electric light and flint, they seemed to catch a sneer from the corner of the eyes of the figure in the mysterious robe.

With a terrible shock, the three of them halted and stopped subconsciously.

"A group of gangsters, you are still younger than the old man, you are such a brave generation."

The old man in the shadow sneered, and his stern eyes enveloped Yang Lie, "Boy, thank you for saving the old man's life! So, let my strongest killer move you to hell!"

A vague black cloud rose up from behind him, and the black cloud was like a substance, crushing it heavily, causing the void to burst into bursts of sound.

Amidst the teeth and claws, the black cloud swallowed Yang Lie suddenly!

"Zheng!"

Suddenly, Yang Lie's slightly closed eyes opened, and a powerful force burst out.

"Not good!" The old man in the shadow tightened his heart, feeling as if he was being stared at by a wild beast, and the fur all over his body couldn't help but blow up.

Others are old and fine, and they have already understood at the very moment: The young man in front of him is not what he thought, and he has no strength to do anything. On the contrary, his combat power is completely at its peak!

"I surrender, forgive me! I am willing to be your servant and lead the horse into the stirrup for you!"

The old man in the shadow had seen the entire scene of Yang Lie fighting the Canglong, so he knew very well that if he was fighting life and death, he was definitely not Yang Lie's opponent.

Therefore, he kept begging for mercy, for fear that he might lose his life with a little hesitation!

"boom!"

Sure enough, a condensed fist burst into the air, smashing the black cloud he showed on the spot to shatter. In the next moment, the fist stayed in front of his forehead, and the lethal force was condensed.

"Dibo."

The old man in the shadow rolled down his forehead, and he had no doubt that if his reaction had been a little slower, he would be dead now.

Although he had known that Yang Lie was very strong for a long time, he had never thought that he would be so strong!

Because the old man in the shadow was previously controlled by the imprint clone, he lost a lot of divine power and vitality, and his strength was only 30-40% left, far inferior to the heyday.

However, Yang Lie was able to make him feel the breath of death so easily, and his strength still made people's hearts tremble!

"Please, please spare my life, Young Xia Xia, I am willing to spend the rest of my life to serve Young Xia Xia." The old man from a humble background can achieve today's achievements not only by hard cultivation, but also by the ability to appreciate appearance and color.

Therefore, seeing that the situation was not right, he immediately slumped down and made a small one, regardless of the dignity of the so-called powerhouse of the gods.

"can."

Yang Lie nodded slightly, and flew his fingers to pop up a small seal tactic, "Refining it."

The surface of the Yinjue shimmers with silver light, which is composed of millions of array patterns, which is naturally a "slave seal." This one was never obtained by Yang Lie from the father and son of Yangcheng Plateau, the only thing left beside him.

The effect of the slave seal is quite obvious, and Yang Lie plans to find time to refine a batch of spare parts.

"Slave mark."

The old man in the shadow screamed, clearly recognizing the origin of this seal.

A thought of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but he quickly noticed Yang Lie's indifferent expression. He trembled all over and quickly took the slave mark: "Yes, young master."

Slaveyin turned into a stream of light, and immediately merged into his eyebrows, and then the performance of the post-shadow old man became more obedient, a kind of obedience from the heart.

Yang Lie nodded secretly. Although the old man in the shadow had poor character, he knew the truth about the current affairs as a good man, so it's no wonder he could have the cultivation level of today.

Afterwards, he cast his eyes to the rest of Tai Hantian and others, with a faint murderous expression in his eyes.

"The Son of the Beast, the only one who shot you just now was the Elder Shadow! If you want to involve the innocent, I am afraid that it is not appropriate?"

Tai Shantian never expected that the old man in the shadow would be subdued so quickly, and his heart was frightened and worried.

"Is it innocent? I'm afraid it might not be."

A faint sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Lie's mouth, "If it wasn't for me that I had some spare energy just now, you are afraid that you are going to get together and eat me?"

The three of Tai Shaantian were silent. Although the killing intent before him and others disappeared in a flash, it must be hidden from the young man in front of him. Any strong argument cannot hide it.

"I admit, your strength is enough to kill us. But have you ever thought about it, if we all die, only you will go out at that time, whether it is the King Kong tribe, the violent blood tribe, or even the Botian tribe, the prison water tribe, they will Believe that you are the murderers! Your Excellency may be superior, so don’t worry, but have you ever thought about the tribe who controls the Orcs? How heavy will the casualties be if they face our four tribes together?"

What he said was not a fright, but something very likely to happen—

There are five great royal families who have entered Canglong Peak, as well as hundreds of powerful monsters with extraordinary origins. If only Yang Lie and Meng Lichen were to go out in the end, the demon clan forces waiting outside would have to be crazy.

Even if Yang Lie can kill them all, the news will spread. In that case, the Orc Controlling will face the joint encirclement and suppression of all forces, causing death and injury.

Regarding this, Yang Lie naturally didn't worry at all, he himself had nothing to do with the Orcs. In terms of the confrontation between the human race and the demon race, he is still anxious for the internal conflict of the demon race.

However, since Meng Lichen decided to fall into the Star Clan, Yang Lie had to worry about her safety. Once a war breaks out, the Star Clan will be greatly implicated. They may be able to survive in the cracks before, but if there are several royal clans who search at any cost, it may be difficult to continue to preserve.

"Brother Tai Hantian is right."

Huang Banhu hurriedly said, he did not care about fighting against Tai Shaantian at the moment, and agreed, "I can swear to the martial arts sincere intention, as long as you are willing to let us go. We will definitely keep a secret for you, no The news that let you get the five-star fate has leaked."

"In addition, the pressure of the prisoner aquatic clan will also be shared by us to help you control the orc! Or, we can join hands to teach them a severe lesson!"

This violent blood genius looked ruthless, he secretly colluded with the Canglong strong man against the prison water clan, and almost killed himself in the altar, also holding his stomach full of anger.

Hailan Swordsman did not say much, but said indifferently: "A certain power can be driven by you for a hundred years."

Absolute help from a strong man in the gods!

This promise is not unimportant, don't look at Hailan swordsman's inconspicuous performance in the dragon head area of ​​Canglong Peak. In fact, most of that was due to the strangeness of the ghost altar.

If it is a real fight against life and death, this Hailan swordsman will force the existence of the big clan to beg for mercy if he is solo! Such a strong person, even if compared to the ancestor-level figures who have been famous for a long time, such as Jin Huang Immortal, they are not much better.

"Swear?"

Yang Lie's thoughtful eyes swept over the remaining three people, and then shook his head, "I can't believe you."

After the martial artist has cultivated to the realm of the gods, he can open up the gods himself and have a strong resistance to the will of heaven and earth. Even if he swore an oath to the true meaning of martial arts, the impact would not be too great.

They can perfectly avoid the binding force of the oath by paying a certain price!

"Then what are you going to do?"

Tai Shaantian frowned. Suddenly, he noticed that Yang Lie's eyes were looking at the old man in the shadow, his mind suddenly frightened, and his anger rose, "You want to control us with a slave mark, it's absolutely impossible!"

Huang Banhu and Hailan Swordsman didn't speak, but their expressions were clearly burnt to pieces. Not everyone thinks like the old man in the shadows. For them, it is better to die than to be enslaved.

Yang Lie frowned: Could it be true that all of them could not be killed? Although he is not shy about having a few more lives under his hand, for the sake of Meng Lichen's consideration, it is not the best policy to blindly insist.

After the three of Tai Hantian put down the cruel words, their hearts were also extremely nervous. They stared at Yang Lie, with their supernatural powers, ready to make a desperate battle at any time——

Even if they knew they weren't opponents, they would never kill with their heads down.

When the stagnant atmosphere was so tense that it was about to burst, a proud voice sounded: "You don't have to accept the slave mark."

Follow the prestige, but Meng Lichen is talking!

She opened her eyes, it was obvious that she had succeeded in refining the life and soul seal. In response to the puzzled eyes of everyone, she spread the palm of her right hand, and three illusory dragon shadows appeared in her palm: "This is the'Imprint Clone', I want you to blend it into your body."

With the help of Yang Lie, she thoroughly refined "Yushi Wushuang", and naturally the abilities of the Canglong were all mastered by her.

"Huh! What's the difference between this and Nuyin?" Huang Banhu looked cold and hummed, "You are just the descendant of the royal bloodline that the Star Clan has just recovered. You are less than 20 years old, and want to support us?"

They are all characters who have been intensively trained for hundreds of years, and naturally have the arrogance that belongs to the strong. It is impossible for them to bow their heads and accept slavery willingly.

"Who said there is no difference?"

Meng Lichen didn't get angry at all, and asked faintly, "You have endured the power of the imprint clone before, should you know their effectiveness?"

Huang Banhu stagnated and went silent.

Indeed, the imprint clone and the slave imprint seem to have similar effects, but they are actually quite different in nature. Slave seal is the enslavement of the soul of the warrior. Once planted into the body by it, one's own consciousness and thought will be completely lost, and there will be no way to find it.

The imprint clone can only affect the martial artist's body to a certain extent! If the warrior is strong enough, he can even resist.

Strictly speaking, its binding force is much lower.

For a while, Huang Banhu and Hailan Swordsman couldn't help showing a touch of emotion. However, Tai Shaotian still hummed Shen Shen and spit out two words: "Don't think about it!"