I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

"Ignorant child!"

A furious color flashed across the face of the Eight-Chief Immortal, and his fierce killing intent quickly spread, "I don't know how to walk at the moment, I want to hit the road to death, and the ancestor will do you!"

"Boom!"

A turquoise atmosphere gushes out from his pores all over his body, they condensed and changed, once again forming 108 Buddha statues.

The Buddha steps on the white elephant, and the gods have nothing!

He has been intensively trained for thousands of years. He is an ancestor-level figure who has deeply participated in the battle of exorcising monsters, and he is extremely talented, and his divine power has long been tempered to the heart and unmatched.

Coupled with the blessing of the god-given battle armor, the eight-foot immortal's divine power is endless, like a galaxy, boundless!

With this full effort, the Buddha statues in the sky are a lot bigger than the previous ones. They hang in the air, and the condensed aura makes people almost suffocated.

"Tatata!"

However, Yang Lie didn't realize it, Wu stepped forward and pressed on.

"No one else! You are so arrogant, you are destined to be crushed into powder!"

A cold color flashed in the eyes of the Ba Chi Immortal, and his right hand suddenly fell. In an instant, all the Buddha statues seemed to have heard the horn of war, their huge bodies smashed into a lot of space and rushed madly.

"Zheng!"

Yang Lie's pace remained unchanged, but a spear suddenly appeared in front of him. The dark golden gun body is completely condensed, and there are many complicated formation patterns flowing on the surface. Every trace of breath leaks out, and it seems to be able to form a boundary independently——

Heavenly rank profound weapon, dragon blood spear!

"Wow!"

The gun body swept straight out, and if waves of huge waves could break through the sky, reaching a height of thousands of feet, they would quickly crash against the Buddha statue.

"Huh!"

When the first wave hit, the limbs of the Buddha image seemed to be rooted in the deep pit of the earth. Although the body was slammed backwards, it was motionless and blocked it abruptly.

However, they resisted the second wave, the third wave... more than a hundred huge waves were like a mountain toppling, pressing down horizontally.

"expensive!"

The dying anger sounded, and the bodies of the Buddha statues turned into light spots, disintegrating like rag sacks. Their appearance could not stop Yang Lie even for a moment!

"blocked!"

"Yang Lie blocked it!"

The guardians were all excited and shouted.

Although Yang Lie had shown strength to rival the gods, the previous Bachi Immortal's methods in the battle against the Taishang elders were too amazing, and they still couldn't help feeling anxious.

Now, a boulder in my heart is considered to be the ground.

"Do you think that this ancestor's true art of Feng Gang is nothing more than this?"

The face of Immortal Ba Chi finally showed a touch of real importance. His ten fingers in his hands changed again and again, and hundreds of seal tactics were knocked down, one after another twisted and changed formation marks appeared, floating in the air.

"Fantasy, Secret Tomb of Buddha!"

After the formation of the seal was knocked down, the magical power of all directions resurfaced. At this moment, the Eight-Chief Immortal urged the profound meaning of the wind law to the extreme.

One after another, the giant elephants are condensed again, but this time they look extremely tired, and their bodies may fall to the ground at any time in a sickly condition.

Compared with the previous Buddha statues, it's like the old man who is dying in the wind is extremely weak compared to the man whose spirit is at its peak!

However, between these weak Buddha statues lying quietly, the aura in mid-air began to change: the originally vibrant space suddenly filled with lifelessness, and a faint gray mist was born, covering dozens of squares. It was everywhere.

"You! This is how you practiced it."

Yang Jiuxiao was frightened and furious, the martial arts "Feng Gang True Art" practiced by the Ba Chi Immortal was actually not derived from the Human Race, but the Monster Race!

In that battle of exorcising demons, not only did countless human geniuses fall, but also countless demons Tianjiao lost their lives. If many of them can live smoothly and smoothly to the present, they may also break through the gods and become ancestor-level figures of one party.

These days arrogant luck is extraordinary, and there are endless adventures, and many people have mastered the martial arts exercises of quite high rank. After their deaths, those martial arts naturally became the spoils of their opponents, and "Feng Gang Zhen Jue" was one of them.

After the Yaozu Tianjiao who mastered it was killed by the Bachi Immortal, this martial arts naturally fell into his hands.

Because Yang Jiuxiao had fought against that monster Tianjiao, he knew that one of the tricks was extremely vicious, and he needed the help of millions of souls to successfully cultivate.

This trick is the "Secret Tomb of Buddha"!

Even the demon clan at the beginning had not been able to practice this trick to the fullest extent, but in the hands of the Eight-Chip Immortal, the power of this trick clearly reached its peak state.

It can be seen that there must be countless souls under him, and they are likely to be innocent human races!

Yang Jiuxiao sternly shouted: "Slaying millions, just to increase combat power! You are simply crazy!"

"Haha! The benevolence of women!"

The eight-foot immortal laughed, and the laughter was full of arrogance, "Those mortals have no hope of the peak of martial arts all their lives, and drifting with the crowd like wild dogs will be their only home. However, they will be the resources of their ancestors to practice martial arts. A great opportunity to become a sharp weapon in my hand to help me kill the gods and eradicate the martial arts genius who has entered the magic way. What an honor?"

After he said this fallacious reasoning frankly, the Buddha Statue Secret Tomb quickly covered Yang Lie. As for Yang Lie, he was still striding halfway without stopping, and he slammed into it righteously.

"expensive!"

The weak Buddha statue let out bursts of dying roars, and the deep air current condensed in the mid-air into a gray giant elephant that reached the sky and the earth, and stepped on Yang Lie solemnly.

"call out!"

The dragon blood spear flew into the air again, and a black and white two-color ring burst out of its body, stabbing against the gray elephant.

The crackling sound was endless. This shot was like a rock running over a fragile bamboo joint, causing a gray elephant to burst on the spot, and countless pieces of fragments flew in all directions.

The ultimate move was easily pierced, the Ba Chi Immortal was not panicked, but a stern smile appeared on his face: "Boy, your combat power is indeed strong and beyond my expectation. Unfortunately, you are too arrogant. Dare to break into my'secret mound', then it is doomed to a dead end!"

"Swish swish!"

The gray air currents leaped up from the ground, and with a strong will of death, they easily penetrated Yang Lie's skin and entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

From a distance, it looked like countless poisonous snakes swallowing his body!

"Yang Lie, go back!" Yang Jiuxiao yelled, ignoring his own serious injury, he wanted to stand up and rescue. However, his spine was trampled and broken, and his divine power was consumed severely. With this move, he fell to the ground on the spot.

"Yang Jiuxiao, don't do anything meaningless, just stay there. After I kill the kid, I will come to ‘take care’ you."

The eight-foot fairy looked cold and stern, "Don't worry, I will bring your heads back together to please the Lord of the Holy Knight--what."

Before the words fell, his eyes suddenly widened, and endless colors of horror poured out.

"Ding!"

I don't know when, a delicate flame appeared in front of Yang Lie. The flame looked as big as a little finger, but as soon as it appeared, it immediately spewed out like thousands of streams of firework, and the blazing temperature filled all sides.

Wherever it passed, the gray dead soul airflow puffed and burst into pieces.

It can be vaguely seen that there are human faces in the sky, nodding at Yang Lie gratefully, and then disappearing quickly.

One step, one hundred thousand dead souls!

With only a few dozen steps down, more than a million dead souls disappeared completely without leaving a trace. And now, Yang Lie has approached the Bachi Immortal, less than ten feet!

It would take a lot of hands and feet to face the secret tomb of the Buddha statue even if it was the second-tier powerhouse of the gods. However, Yang Lie sits on the "Nirvana", innately able to burn all soul energy.

Especially, after Yang Lie's soul thought power reached five stars, the power of Nirvana became more than a hundred times more powerful!

"You, what do you mean by this."

A trace of panic finally emerged from the face of the Ba Chi Immortal. He never expected that it took hundreds of years to refine the secret trick that he succeeded, and it would be so easy to crack.

"Stay back! You stop now, the old man can assume that nothing has happened, and let you die."

"Do you think you can fight against me by cracking my Buddha statue secret mound?"

"Children! Are you really going to fight for you to die or not?"

No matter how intimidating and enticing, the figure on the opposite side has not changed half of its steps, and the killing intent, like a deep sea, is getting closer and closer, as if it has become a substance!

"This is what you forced me. Don't blame the old man for not giving you a way out after waiting for the Jiuyou Mansion!"

The bachi immortal finally couldn't help it, and a fierce color flashed, and a bunch of golden blood was spewed out with a bit of tongue, "Buddha statue is golden!"

Accompanied by the blood spurting out, his breath suddenly swelled up, pieces of muscles bulged from the surface of the body, and fangs like bone spurs extended from his lips!

His back became as thick as a mountain, his limbs and joints, all became terribly thick!

"Totally demonize!"

Yang Jiuxiao was shocked.

After some special martial arts of the demon race have been cultivated to the perfect state, they can allow the martial artist to possess some demonization characteristics, thus possessing the abilities of certain ancestor demon gods.

In addition to this, there is a more thorough demonization, that is--

Completely demonized!

Once the complete demonization is successful, the warrior will have the same physical body as the ancient demon god, bursting out unimaginable combat power.

This eight-foot immortal is clearly a human race, no one thought that he would have mastered such a tricky method!

"Child, you forced the old man to use this trick! The old man will definitely concoct you, then your bones will be used for training, and your spinal cord will be used to make medicine! It will make you howl for thousands of years before you die!"

Obviously, the urge is completely demonized, and the price that the Bachi Immortal needs to pay is not a small one. Therefore, his voice is full of coldness and cruelty.

"Boom!"

His huge body vibrated, and his domineering limbs swept away. Before the figure, the unmatched divine coercion has surging like a sea, covering Yang Lie——

"Boom!"

The sound of vibration like the crack of the earth fell, and everyone who saw the environment clearly opened their eyes, full of incredible color.

At this time, the figure in the mysterious robe finally spoke for the third time: "Is this still satisfied?"