I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

The huge mysterious ship floating in the sea, which has survived for countless years, unexpectedly began to decay rapidly. The fragile surface broke through huge cracks due to the water pressure, and the sea continued to pour in.

It was shaking violently, as if it was about to disintegrate in the next moment.

Amidst the backflow of the sea, the ancient ship finally sank into the sea.

Several bright rainbows flew out of the ship.

It is An Bulang et al.

An Bulang hugged the suckling pig and watched the sinking of the ancient ship close up.

Because of the power of the sea, the black giant ship was lifted into the sea by the stern, but the bow was inserted straight into the sky, and then slowly fell into the depths of the ocean like a needle.

Countless soul light particles are like fireflies and stars, entwined with huge black ships, slowly ascending into the sky, with a touch of sacredness like detachment.

They illuminate the black giant ship, illuminate the dark ocean, with a faintly colored halo, like aurora, and light spots, echoing the bright moon and stars in the sky, especially dreamy and beautiful.

At this moment, the ancient ship of years is no longer synonymous with mystery and terror.

At least it represents beauty and relief at the moment of sinking.

"Eternal life is so difficult, let alone these mortal cultivators, even immortals are nothing more than that."

An Bulang looked at the ancient ship gradually sinking into the deep sea, shook his head and sighed: "Xian Wang Ji, the ancient ship sinks, which dare to say eternal life?"

What he saw was always a large-scale face slap scene.

In the years after the ancient ship sank completely.

An Bulang rode away on the white dragon horse, wearing the stars and wearing the moon, and continued on his way.

Nothing has changed.

The age-old ship is just a passer-by.

There are more secrets in the depths of the sea.

On the calm sea, there are more undercurrents.

From time to time, I will stray into a strange sea area, and those with bad luck may never get out.

Natural disasters have gradually increased. One by one Jedi appeared so that they were caught off guard. It was calm the first second, and a murderous black wind might blow in the next second.

In the meantime, they also encountered a very large-scale thunderstorm. The terrifying Aurora Thunder kept flashing from the sky, capable of shattering the realm, cutting the law into several sections, and the speed was too fast to react.

If An Bulang were not able to guide the direction of the Aurora Thunder with the Extreme Treasure Five Thunder Hammer, they would definitely suffer damage and even fall in this terrifying thunderstorm.

No matter what, everyone still crossed the Jedi one after another without any risk.

The sun appeared from the sea level, and daylight came again.

The sky is clear and the sea is boundless.

An Bulang looked at the edge of the sea and the sky, wondering what the end of the sea was.

They have already advanced more than one million miles without knowing it. The sky and the earth are sea water. If it weren't for a few friends chatting around, it would be really boring.

From time to time, I can encounter several special islands.

Some islands have traces of monks’ activity and practice, and a town has been built. Some islands are occupied by various mysterious big monsters, and they are everywhere. Some islands are known for their mystery and horror. There are white bones piled up on them. It looks like an island composed of skeletons. I don't know what horror and evil exist on it.

Anbulang will avoid similar islands.

He didn't want to cause trouble, and didn't forget what his business was.

"The front is the last island in the sea where a large number of monks gather for activities. It is called the Arctic Island. It is about hundreds of miles in vertical and horizontal directions. It can be regarded as a large island."

"Going deeper into the sea, everything will become treacherous. Destructive climates often occur. It is difficult for normal life to settle."

An Bulang looked at the chart with expectation.

In the Arctic Island, it is said that there are many interesting things.

It didn't take long for an extremely huge island to come into view.

There are mountains and rivers on the islands, verdant green, strange trees towering up from the sky, at every turn. A large number of rare seabirds roost around, and the crisp and sweet calls echoed the world. There are brilliant rays of light hanging down in the sky, covering a whole area, setting off the island like a fairy island.

Rainbows of light flicked high in the sky.

Some are practitioners who go to the sea, and some are practitioners who return from the depths of the sea.

This Arctic Island is like a giant transfer station.

An Bulang rode the white dragon horse all the way north, full of joy.

However, he suddenly stopped in the void.

He looked around warily.

The end of the white clouds, deep in the sea.

Nine figures appeared at the same time.

"Is it still discovered..."

"It's amazing intuition."

"But it's too late, the sun and the moon cover the sky, come!"

The voice came suddenly.

Rumble!

The sea was overturned and turned into a huge deep blue water lotus.

The sky was suddenly enveloped by an endless sky curtain.

The nine-round extreme sun, suspended high in the air, distorted the atmosphere, and the extreme temperature turned into the power of the boundless sun, enough to dry the sea and melt everything!

The sea around the water lotus became pitch black, like a night sky, with stars in the sky, and an extremely perfect white moon, releasing the power of the lunar yin.

A huge and incomparable killing formation rose up, and the nodes above each stood with a monk wearing a sun-moon robe, and each monk had a rhyme and a sea of ​​power.

An Bulang recognizes that these costumes are all monks from Sun Moon Island!

He also saw one of the smiling old men, who was particularly familiar.

"Little friends...we meet again..." The old man smiled.

"It's you..." An Bulang's eyes became cold.

The old man was the one who showed him the way before and drew a safe route on the chart!

Ji Yinyin saw the old man's expression change drastically: "I didn't expect that you were lying to us!"

"Where is this little friend? The chart I drawn is indeed a safe route." The old man shook his head, then stroked his beard, "Unfortunately...Anbulang, you offended Riyue Island and killed me. Tianjiao and the elders, no matter which way they take, they are all destined to be a dead end..."

"Just to avenge Tang Juzu, Fang Lin and the others?" An Bulang sneered.

At this time, a middle-aged man hanging on the sun and moon sky disk said with a majestic expression: "I have been immortalized on Sun Moon Island for hundreds of thousands of years, and have never suffered such humiliation. I will kill you today to prove to the world, The monks of Moon Island, you are not casual cultivators who can humiliate at will!"

A woman with extremely bright pupils, curled up hair and extremely beautiful appearance, with bare jade feet stepping on the nodes of the big formation, said with a clear voice: "I can die in the top killing formation on my Sun Moon Island. It’s worthy of your title as the world’s number one refiner."

At this time, the killing array covered the sky and the sun, dominating the sky and the sea, covering a very wide area, and even the active monks on the Arctic Island were shocked.

They looked at the horror killing array hundreds of miles away, some began to discuss it, and some prepared magic spells to prevent themselves from being affected.

Powerful rainbows rose into the sky, wanting to fly over to watch the battle.

"This is the yin and yang atmosphere of Riyue Island!"

"It is rumored that the yin and yang meteorological life and death formation requires nine masters who are at least the power of the Taoist realm to co-host. It can mobilize the purest power of the sun and the moon, and perfectly blend into the endless power of the nine suns and nine cloudy days. Comparable to the mighty power of the real sun and moon."

"Sun Moon Island dispatched nine top powerhouses who asked the pinnacle of the Dao Realm, and combined with the yin and yang weather to kill and kill a great power in the tribulation period! This time, they are going to ambush which peerless power? Those who actually have to use this big formation..."

The actions of Sun Moon Island caused a huge sensation in the Arctic Island.

One by one, strong men rose into the sky, looked towards the center of the big formation, and saw the boy who was surrounded.

"This... how could it be a teenager?"

"It's him! I saw him in Device City. He is An Bulang who has just been awarded the title of No. 1 Artifact Refining Master in the Cangyun Dao Palace!!"

"Hi...Riyue Island actually dared to kill An Bulang?"

"It is rumored that An Bulang killed their elders and top princes on the Ghost Mountain. He originally had blood feuds, but now he is here to take revenge. Cangyun Taoist Palace will not care about this kind of thing, after all, immortals will also encounter This kind of thing, cut and dealt with it, it depends on his ability and good luck..."

"I'm afraid it's more than that, their real purpose is not to take revenge..."

There are also quite wise old men, shaking their heads and analyzing.

"Grandpa, what would it be that you want to make such a big fuss?" Beside the old man, a woman in Tsing Yi, looks like a lotus in the water and a beautiful face. UU reading www.uukanshu. At this time, com looked at the old man with big smart eyes, full of curiosity.

The old man smiled slightly: "Qing Yuan, you have to know that all monks are chasing fame and fortune, and the deeper ones are heart and Tao."

"Vengeance is heart, besides, there is Tao. They will fight for and seize whatever is beneficial to cultivation..."

Qing Yuan frowned Liu's eyebrows, her eyes lit up suddenly, and said: "I understand. I heard them discuss before that the little brother got a strange treasure, a treasure tree of the gods, in the ghost mountain. Are they here for this?"

The old man smiled and nodded.

Qing Yuan suddenly looked at the nine figures in the distance with some angrily, and some sneered: "Huh, if you seize the treasure, you must win the treasure. If you have to say it is revenge, this is also worthy of being called the famous master?"

The old man happily said: "It is because people know how to find reasons, that they can be called a great master."

"Then... can that little brother beat them?" The woman had a tendency in her heart.

"It is said that An Bulang is extremely enchanting. At a young age, he is comparable to the power of the peak of the Dao Realm. He is really a rare jade..."

"But now he is surrounded by the powers of the three inquiring Dao realm peaks and the six insulting Dao realm hole virtual levels, and he is also trapped in the top killing array Yin Yang meteorological array on Sun Moon Island. Let alone win, I am afraid that even Escape is as difficult as climbing to the sky..." The old man shook his head, obviously without any hope for this battle.

"Grandpa, shall we save him?" Qing Yuan couldn't bear it.

"Silly girl, have you forgotten what I told you?" The old man shook his head in a leisurely tone, "Less trouble, do less, and touch cause and effect. There are some cause and effect... you can't bear it."

The old man’s words actually make sense.

In the past, didn’t An Bulang just kill a scum that wanted to kill him, and finally brought about the situation today...