I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

Ping, Zhongzheng has no tilt, it is called "Ping"!

Heng, the world is fine, so called "Heng"!

The way of balance is actually the way to keep the world running on one side. If the balance is lost, the world will collapse and the universe will collapse.

The essence of these six mixing elements is a small world, in which the way of balance naturally exists.

A trace of enlightenment appeared in Yang Lie's eyes. In his perception, when the Six Colored Warriors were running martial arts, the six kinds of strengths formed a cycle of themselves, maintaining a delicate balance.

"Six Dao Hun Yuan Jin, that's it!"

Yang Lie's eyes opened sharply, he flexed his steps and fired, slamming a punch. Vaguely, six brilliant lights flickered behind him, like a disc.

At this time, the Six Color Warriors just hit.

"Boom!"

The two sides fought for a short period of time. Immediately, an explosive force blasted into all directions in a flat plane, and the impact made the air burst into tears.

Whoops, the two go backwards at the same time!

Yang Lie hit and flew out dozens of feet, and fell heavily to the ground, his back broken. He hissed lightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched with pain: "This pair of Battle Tower training disciples is really not something ordinary people can withstand."

If it hadn't been for his cultivation of the nine-stripe combat body and his tyrannical body, he would never have persisted until now. That's the case, his whole bones are also as if he was broken by every inch, and he was sweating in pain.

Fortunately, these efforts are not without gain, Yang Lie has already touched the threshold of the "Hunyuan Artistic Conception" contained in this martial arts!

"Come again!"

Yang Lie gritted his teeth, his calves tightened, and he shot out like a powerful crossbow, smashing out with six Hunyuan Jin moves.

"Boom!"

Six-color warrior replied with the same punch, slightly higher than Yang Lie's strength, which was the most accurate "artistic guidance".

"Crack!"

With a punch, Yang Lie heard a clear cracking sound coming from his body, like the beginning of the world, chaos burst, a ray of sky forcibly tore open the dark curtain.

"It's done!"

Yang Lie's eyes were joyful, and there was divine light swirling in his eyes, and the six colors of cyan, golden, white, blue and red continued to flow, inseparable from each other——

Hunyuan mood!

The power of the artistic conception grows, and the inner yuan within the body is rapidly transformed, and it increases by two points in the blink of an eye!

Yang Lie's Nei Yuan is already in the ninth state, and is no different from the powerhouse of the triple pinnacle of the Vientiane state.

A feeling of weakness came, and Yang Lie knew that this was the result of excessive consumption of brain power, so he made a decisive action and urged a trace of sword intent to be superimposed on his fist.

While changing his body, Yang Lie hit the Liucai warrior in the chest with a punch.

"Snapped!"

The Liucai warrior's body stiffened, stopped abruptly, and then exploded, disappearing into countless light spots.

"Well, it should be the fourth floor below."

Looking at the long sky bridge that appeared in front of him, Yang Lie thought for a while before sitting down cross-legged. He needs time to rest, otherwise it would be unwise to go to the tower in his current state.

The pill that he got from the lair of the mackerel monkey without regret was thrown into his mouth like a pacman. Although these pills are not very high-grade, they are more than enough to restore the spirit of consumption.

At this time, outside the tower.

"It's been time for a stick of incense and there is still no movement. It seems that it is difficult for Yang Lie to successfully pass the third floor."

"It's no wonder that he is young, and his cultivation is only in the Ju Yuan realm. I don't know where he got a high-grade profound weapon and defeated Luo Bang Hailongxing. It is not enough to be afraid of his own strength."

"Well, it's a pity that the young man's temperament is too unsteady. Does he think the high-grade profound tools can keep his life safe? Really naive! I heard that the Luo Gang leader'Luo Zhenxiao' has come personally. Humiliated."

"Luo Zhenxiao was able to fight against elite disciples undefeated a year ago, and now his strength must be even stronger. I'm afraid Yang Lie... Hey! Passed!"

Suddenly, the stele lit up, and the line about Yang Lie on the penultimate floor disappeared. On the next level, a striking line appeared:

"Yang Lie, the sixth layer of the Juyuan Realm, pass the third floor!"

the third floor?

Many people who had just ridiculed and ridiculed them were taken aback. This means that the young man does not borrow foreign objects and can achieve the duality of the Vientiane Realm by his own strength alone?

"Tsk tsk, I really don’t know what kind of cards he has that can increase his combat power beyond his own cultivation so much! However, seeing that he has spent such a long time on the third floor just now, this fourth floor is no matter what It also fails."

...

The fourth floor of the battle tower!

"Ok?"

Yang Lie paused, staring forward with a deep gaze, and a dignified color slowly emerged.

There was a cloud of black mist in front of him, and a black figure could be faintly seen inside. This figure is very vague, it is not clear how high it is, but a fierce air keeps rising and shrinking, as if it can penetrate the sky in human eyes!

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a violent roar sounded. The figure suddenly bounced up, and a bunch of spiral-shaped sharp energy burst forward in the whistling sound.

"Yuxing Swordsmanship!"

Yang Lie had been prepared long ago, and the nine-cent inner element flashed above his head, and the rays of thirteen stars floated, condensed into a bunch of cracks.

"Zhengzheng!"

Like a high-speed rotating drill bit desperately hitting the steel plate, bits and pieces of Venus splashed and flew, and circles of shocks unfolded frantically, shaking Yang Lie back again and again.

"Return me!"

Yang Lie looked cold and stern, and suddenly squeezed his right fist. The six-color light burst out of his palm, and then condensed together——

Six Ways of Hun Yuan Jin!

"Yeah!"

The black figure stagnated for a short time, and bursts of howling pierced eardrums from his mouth, turned upside down in mid-air, and flew out.

With a sneer, he plowed the ground into a long mark, before he stood still, a pair of yellow eyes stared at Yang Lie sternly.

"hiss!"

Yang Lie couldn't help but took a breath, shocked his eyes, and slowly spit out two words, "Demon Race!?"

The guards condensed from the fourth layer are indeed monsters!

Although this person looks the same as the human race, there is not much difference in appearance or figure. But a person with a discerning eye can immediately tell that this is definitely not a human race!

Especially Yang Lie had fought against the Botian clan, and he was very familiar with the domineering, fierce, self-respecting, and contemptuous atmosphere of this clan.

The demon clan in front of him is no different from the aura of Bei Mingchang, the bald high priest and others!

The Battle Tower came from the Yaozu stronghold, Yang Lie had a guess, maybe it was originally used by the Yaozu to train disciples? This also explains why the previous level of assessment methods are so ruthless——

Rumor has it that the survival of the fittest within the Yaozu is extremely serious, and those who can survive are those with a cruel temperament. Naturally, their means of cultivating younger generations has nothing to do with gentleness.

At this time, the Yaozu figure stood still, he looked like a young man, he was seven feet tall, and he was wearing a pitch-black armor. His body shape tends to be thinner, especially his face, with his cheekbones visible.

And behind him, with a shield armor on his back, the whole body was covered.

"Buzz!"

The shield armor demon clan retracted his gaze, and thick black mist churned up all over him. Gradually, fierce roars kept coming out. Obviously, the martial arts he will use is no small matter.

"Since it is a monster, is it possible to—"

Suddenly, Yang Lie's heart moved, and a touch of excitement flashed across his eyes. He suddenly gave a soft sigh, his fingers flicked in his hands, and countless bundles of Neiyuan pierced the void, drawing a mysterious path.

It was like a meteor shower in the sky, the inner yuan trajectory traversed the entire star dome, and each trajectory was wrapped in unparalleled star power.

Suddenly, dozens of trajectories merged into one, and they smashed into the shield armor demon clan with a rumbling sound!

Looking from a distance, it seemed as if a meteor fell from the sky, and the tail feathers dragged up a long line of light, and the air was burnt with bursts of burnt smell.

Meteorite crit!

This move is exactly the meteorite crit from the hands of the Botian clan, which itself is the middle school martial arts, because it has the same origin with the Imperial Star Swordsmanship, Yang Lie has always wanted to integrate the two martial arts.

Unfortunately, he never managed to do it.

Seeing that this layer of guards turned out to be a monster race, Yang Lie immediately moved his mind: I don’t know whether this pair of battle towers can perfectly simulate the mood of meteorite crit. help!

"Boom!"

The shield armor demon race was hit by a meteorite, and its body fluctuated for a moment like water waves. Soon, the meteorite disappeared.

He suddenly stopped, the black mist that had been surging ceaselessly stopped surging, and even the fierce roar from around his body disappeared, and the expression of thinking quickly flickered in his eyes.

Suddenly, the shield armor monsters opened their eyes violently, and the tyrannical aura rose crazily like a tide——

Seven cents inner yuan! Eighth cents! Nine cents inner yuan! Very inner yuan!

A total of ten starlight rivers rumbling and shaking, spewed out from above his head, showing a ring that enveloped him heavily. At a glance, this shield armor demon race is like sitting on a lotus, surrounded by white lotus, exuding a dreamlike breath.

"Woo! Woo!"

The power of countless stars in the depths of the sky was madly drawn, causing the stream of light to rise instantly, like silver-white ropes.

"Shoo!"

The shield armor demon clan waved his hands suddenly, the rope was pulled, and the ball-shaped meteorites screamed and smashed, exploding a space.

"It's done!"

Yang Lie secretly said in his heart, sure enough, this battle tower can perfectly simulate a meteorite crit!

One by one meteorites flew, and he was dragged into a chaotic area, surrounded by space wind blades violently stabbed to the skin.

The meteorite hit his face, and it made him feel a strong sense of suffocation!

"It turns out that the real meteorite crit is so strong!"

Yang Lie's mind was shaken, and speaking of power alone, this meteorite crit was no less inferior to the Six Paths of Hun Yuan Jin. It is conceivable that if it is integrated with Yuxing Swordsmanship, how tyrannical is the newly born martial arts?

Its level is not inferior to superior martial arts!

"Heaven and earth meteorites, into my palm!"

A profound shout sounded from Yang Lie's heart. He stepped on his foot, and the buzzing ground trembled, and the inner yuan fluctuations all over his body flickered crazily. Thirty-six meteorites are like tight bowstrings, all behind them, and a thunder strike is sent out!