I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

"interesting."

Saint Moro looked at Mu Xuxi with a grin, "I heard that you, this little girl, is the most beloved junior of the ancestor Mu Xu. I originally thought that you just have some tricks to behave, but I didn't expect it to be so weird!"

"Unfortunately, no matter how special you are, let's go to death with your eldest brother now--"

When the voice fell, the huge palm shadow in his hand was surging away again.

He saw that no matter how wonderful Mu Xuxi's method was just now, he was determined to be unable to use it again and again, and he was naturally determined in his heart.

With this blow, he condensed the power of his own big ferocious essence, and the emptiness of one side began to shrink continuously, as if to crush the two brothers and sisters of Mu Xuxi.

"Little girl! Run away!"

Mu Xuxuan knew that Naimei had been inherited by Mu Xu's ancestor, and had some special methods.

If she only cared about her own escape, she should be able to escape the blow.

However, Mu Xuxi, who has always been hiding under his protection, shook his head, with an unprecedented clarity on his small face: "If you don't solve this guy, even if you escape for a while, you still can't leave this metadomain boundary. ."

Mu Xuxuan was startled, but he didn't expect that this little girl who was flying forward could see it so thoroughly.

"My little girl, I've grown up after all... If I can escape this disaster, with my little girl's talent, I am afraid that I will be able to surpass in the future?"

Mu Xuxuan stared at the looming palm shadow, a touch of helplessness and despair appeared in his heart.

Seeing the palm shadows keep falling, Kancan must cover the two of them——

"Zheng!"

In the flash of lightning, an invisible thunder sound exploded suddenly.

That voice was extremely strange, it seemed to sound directly from everyone's sea of ​​consciousness, making the soul buzzed and rumbling.

Especially the Moro Son who was the first to bear the brunt, he only felt as if a thunderbolt of thousands of meters thick fell and hit his own sea of ​​consciousness heavily.

"Boom boom boom!"

In just an instant, Saint Moro's head seemed to be shattered, and even his vision became misty, and everything he saw was chaotic and unclear.

"Damn! Soul Cultivator!?"

The palm shot taken by the Son of Moro dissipated on the spot, and his body exploded back thousands of feet like an electric shock, looking at the mysterious robe figure ahead in disbelief.

Not only him, but also the holy sons of the Mo family, the holy children of the Ao family, the Nanlibei and the holy children, they all looked incredible, and could hardly believe their eyes.

"Brother Yang?"

Mu Xuxuan whispered even more, staring at the figure blocking the front, as if in a dream.

It was Mu Xuxi who was next to him hummed, angered and delighted: "This guy! He just likes the last moment to take action!"

There is no doubt that the figure in this mysterious robe is Yang Lie.

He laughed and shook his head: "Brother Mu Xu, stand back, just leave it to me here."

Yang Lie hadn't made a move just now, naturally not because of the "hobby" Mu Xuxi said, but because he wanted to see all the cards of the Son of Moro!

The current battle is not only related to the victory or defeat between the Saints, but also to whether the seal set by the first generation of Zulong can be guaranteed to be complete!

Once there is any accident, it is immediately possible that the ancient beasts in the realm will escape, and it will be an unprecedented disaster.

Therefore, Yang Lie did not dare to be careless.

"So, you turned out to be a spiritual teacher?"

The astonishment on the face of Saint Moro slowly dissipated, and it was replaced by a coldness, "That's good! An eight-star teacher is barely worthy of my shot!"

The rumbling sound of the drama sounded, and a little bit of clear light emerged in the divine ruins behind him.

Those clear lights converged continuously, and quickly condensed to form a pagoda that penetrated the sky and the earth!

This pagoda is very peculiar. At first glance, it seems to be full of bright and righteous energy, but when you look at it, you can feel the incomparably devilish energy from it.

Faintly, through the body of the stupa, you can see a huge demon flying inside!

Every demon possesses the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, enough to make the sky reverse!

"The pagoda refines the heart! The real pagoda refines the heart!"

Seeing this, the rest of the holy sons were all appalled--

The secret martial arts of the Moro family, according to legend, has the highest change, that is, "the pagoda refines the heart"!

For this esoteric practice to succeed, not only requires extremely high talents, but also requires several powerful demons to assist.

The power of those inner demons must be able to confuse the source to the limit! Only by refining them all, can it be regarded as a complete "Pagoda Refining Heart"!

Because the demons are difficult to capture, so for so many years, I have never heard of anyone in the Moro family who can truly practice this trick successfully.

But now, the "Stupa Refining Heart" reappears in the Son of Moro!

"It's just some crippled demons."

However, Yang Lie just glanced at it and then smiled--

Although the pagoda of Saint Moro's pagoda for heart-strengthening seems to be powerful, one can find that every one of those heart demons looks a little broken and their power is not complete.

If they were able to confuse the source to the limit in their heyday, then now, with all the heart demons working together, they can at most be bewitched to the peak of the source!

"Huh! What about broken? Can't I still kill you!?"

A sneer sounded, and the Son of Moro suddenly waved his right hand, which contained a mighty air current bursting away. Through the transformation and blessing of the pagoda, all the power of the heart demon turned into a torrential black torrent to engulf Yang Lie.

"Condensation!"

Yang Lie just gave a soft sigh, and thousands of silver rays appeared in his eyes.

All the rays of light kept circling around, making a sharp whistling sound.

Moreover, they condense rapidly, transforming into deep vortexes——

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a figure that reached the sky and the earth stepped out of it, with a punch that slammed into the torrent of demons.

"what!?"

The Son of Moro changed color suddenly, and was shocked to see that the figure was as good as Yang Lie, but the whole body was shining with brilliant silver light.

"Heart Demon Realm! Ten directions of reincarnation!"

In just an instant, Yang Lie used two ultimate moves in succession, and countless soul power was poured into it, and the attack of Saint Moro's heart demon immediately vanished.

"Do you think my stupa attack is nothing more than this?"

The Son of Moro was confident that he could easily kill Yang Lie, but Yang Lie was able to resolve it in a more relaxed way.

For a moment, he was ashamed and angry, and the huge and majestic pagoda rose into the sky, with a rumbling shock, and immediately wanted to kill Yang Lie.

"Print!"

When it was, Yang Lie just gave a soft drink.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the newly acquired seal-shaped thought spirit soared into the air and immediately appeared in the air.

In the shocking changes, it swelled suddenly, and it became thousands of feet wide in the blink of an eye!

And, at the same time, it is constantly devouring the vitality of the outside world to strengthen itself!

Every inch it flies, it strengthens a point.

After only a distance of tens of feet, it has become as majestic as a sky, which is beyond comprehension!

"Click!"

There was a clear cracking sound, and the pagoda was only shattered on the spot at the first time when it confronted Yin Ling.

"Nianling!?"

The Son of Moro did not have the frustrated look of being destroyed by a fatal blow. Instead, he was filled with a thick greed, "You actually have this opportunity?"

At this moment, the Beginning Clan Kong Supreme above the sky outside, bursts of light in his eyes, and an endless sense of killing emerged: "Molo! Seize the spirit of mind!"

Given their status, it is naturally very clear that mindfulness is related to the realm of mind.

Since the Shi Clan invaded the world of God's Domain, it has been conspiring, extending its tentacles into the realm of Taiyu and Yuanyu.

But for the most mysterious and unpredictable, but also the most important realm of art, they are helpless!

So seeing Nian Ling, Kong Zhizun immediately gave birth to all kinds of conspiracies——

If it can use its power, it is possible to cross all kinds of shackles and enter the realm of Yi!

In that case, the three most mysterious realms in the world of God's Domain could all be invaded by the power of the First Clan.

By then, even if there are a few more characters like the first generation ancestor dragon, they will be powerless!

Can only watch, God's Domain World has become another enslavement of the Shi Clan!

The first generation Zulong was also shocked: "You can't let Nianling be gained by them!"

He wanted to differentiate a little bit of power to intervene, but the white camel mountain lord opposite sneered: "Zheng! Your opponent is me!"

In an instant, the void exploded again and again, and the huge body transformed by the White Camel Mountain Lord resurfaced, and slammed into the front.

The first generation of Ancestral Dragon was helpless. Although his original power had to surpass the White Camel Mountain Lord, but now he has lost his physical body, his power is barely surpassing the opponent's front line at best, and it is impossible to shoot at will.

As a result, he could barely turn around and fight with him.

...

"Follow the Supreme Lord's Order!"

The Son of Moro stopped drinking and immediately looked at Yang Lie.

The greedy expression in his eyes became more and more intense: "Bai is guilty! If you surrender your mind now, bow your head and surrender, the Supreme Lord will be in a good mood, and you may be rewarded with a chance of rebirth——"

"Where is all that nonsense."

Yang Lie interrupted suddenly, and Yin Ling floated into the air, and smashed down again.

"Humph! Seeking a dead end!"

Saint Moro screamed, and the world behind the **** ruins suddenly fluctuated, as if not the slightest was affected by the destruction of the pagoda.

In addition, the light wheel that haunted the Sanskrit singing leaped into the air, rushing forward quickly!

The width of the light wheel does not know its limit. Even the slightest edge is flashing with stripes, and the strength can easily tear the sky.

"Titicaca!"

Rao is Yin Ling is powerful, but also shocked by it, has to fly back.

"Want to escape? Leave it to me!"

The Son of Moro shouted violently, and continued to slash the light wheel with his imperial command.

"Destruction! Black hole! Time and space! Cause and effect!"

Yang Lie repeatedly drank, one after another, the power of the domain was under the void cloth, and he blocked in front of him.

It's a pity that they couldn't stop the light wheel at all--

"Boom boom boom!"

A violent explosion sounded, and they were chopped up layer by layer.

The Son of Moro laughed wildly: "The Su Family's fate? The praying man's arm blocks the car-what!?"

Suddenly, the Shizu Kong Supreme also trembled suddenly, showing an unprecedented shocking look: You!

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