I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

"Om!"

The Nine Nether Territory behind Palace Master Asura fluctuated violently, and golden mysterious light emerged from the originally dark and silent area. In the golden light, there are arrays of Sanskrit sounds, as if there are high monks and big Buddhas chanting scriptures softly, which makes the mind calm.

This kind of calmness is extremely peaceful and peaceful, and even gives birth to bursts of sleepiness, and becomes insensitive to all changes in the outside world——

Soul attack!

There is no doubt that this trick contains a very deep soul attack.

"Zheng!"

Amidst the tranquility, the Palace Master Asura's Eight Dragon Sabre leaped into the sky and slashed sharply. The eight dragon patterns in the blade flew in the sky, and under the swirling layers, they engulfed countless golden light and swallowed forward violently.

Where the golden dragon is headed, the roaring between heaven and earth rumbling, a large area of ​​space collapsed!

There was a look of shock in the eyes of Divine Sword Zi. Among the three hall masters, the seniority of the Asura Master was the least. Although he has admiration in his heart, he never believes that Palace Master Asura has the same strength as himself.

But now he saw the "Buddha Guangzhao" take action, he suddenly awakened: If a pair of life-dead battles, Palace Master Shura can definitely hurt both himself!

"Buried! Sword!"

The anger in Yongzhi's eyes was like water, and his thin lips like a blade opened lightly, and he slowly spit out two words.

In an instant, the realm changed, and a pool of water suddenly appeared in it. The pool was only a few meters in radius, and it looked like a puddle, inconspicuous.

However, a broken sword was stuck in the pool.

The sword body was mutilated, and a strong breath of death wafted out, making the entire pool resemble a galaxy, separating life and death.

"There is a heart burial sword in the world, and a heavy burial is a heavy ban!"

With a sound of a wonderful rhythm, the pool of Wang with countless remnants of swords floated into the air, blocking the way firmly.

"Remnant Sword Pool."

Three words popped out between the teeth of the Palace Lord Shura, his eyes were solemn!

She knew the horror of Yongzhi very well in her heart, because at the time she returned to the Tower of the King of Humans, and after the princes of the Kings helped their gods to reach Consummation, it was Yongzhi who was responsible for imparting her martial arts "Sura Blade Art"!

Not only did this person reach the realm of the Quasi-Boundary King, but the realm of martial arts was also extremely unpredictable. This "burial sword martial arts" also reached a half-step peerless level.

Moreover, if he plays with all his strength, the power is even more extraordinary!

"Buddha illumination! Eight dragons fight, kill!"

The Lord Shura shouted sharply, and the eight Buddha-light golden dragons rose again by several points, grabbing the source of her body's realm power and the power of divine life, and crashing away.

"Boom bang bang!"

The several broken swords inserted in the Remnant Sword Pool stood in a stalemate, and finally could not withstand the impact and were blown off. Once the Remnant Sword was separated, the entire pool exploded, and the defense was abruptly broken by those golden light dragons.

With one move to break the ban, the Lord Shura greeted anxiously: "I can't leave today, run away!"

Now that Yongzhi has appeared, it is impossible to use Yuntan to leave the sea of ​​Luoshen. At this moment, the Lord Shura only hoped to break through the restriction, leading Yang Lie to flee to the remaining three towers, and then slowly plotting.

"Huh! Do you still want to leave with me?"

Yong Zhi gave a deep drink, then suddenly raised his right arm and patted in front of him.

"Kakka!"

The sound of the dry and cracked branches being trampled on came out continuously, and there was a change in the realm again: the star, moon, ice and fire phantoms within it turned into nothingness, and gray shadows formed in the distortion.

Those shadows are condensed into a mountain, which is about ten feet high and looks like a hill. Dried long swords were scattered all over the mountain, and the sword body was filled with pale color, like an old man dying, completely lost all vitality.

Burial Sword Realm, Dry Sword Mountain!

As soon as this Withered Sword Hill appeared, a thick breath of death immediately filled the void. The breath was overwhelming and blocked all the way.

"Woo!"

The eight Buddha light golden dragons had just been shrouded, and their bodies shrank quickly. The body that was originally across the sky became only the thickness of an arm in a blink of an eye. In addition, their surface was covered with cracks like dry bark, which broke rapidly.

This move condensed all the energy of Palace Master Asura, once it was broken, she couldn't stand it anymore, and a big mouthful of blood spurted out!

Her expression became extremely bleak, her eyes staring desperately at Dry Sword Mountain——

Could it be that today is destined to be unable to escape?

She couldn't help looking back at Yang Lie sadly: I'm sorry, this time, I am so useless again!

The sorrowful blood slipped, and her eyes were endless self-blame.

"Under my ban, everything is hard to stop! If you don't put your hands on it, just follow me back to the king tower and listen to the master of the tower?" Yong Zhi's expression was indifferent, his five fingers clasped, and he grabbed the Lord Shura.

The power of the realm flows, that claw shadow is majestic, covering all directions, making people inevitable! In the blink of an eye, he was approaching the top of the head of the Asura Palace——

"boom!"

A strong explosion sounded, and the shadow of the claw seemed to be shot on top of hundred-forged steel. The entire hand shadow suddenly stopped, and cracks emerged under the strong impact.

In the end, a dull concussion sounded, and the claw shadow disappeared.

"It's the boy!"

Countless people looked in astonishment, only to see a figure in a mysterious robe blocking the front of the Palace Master Shura, holding a black sword in his hand that looked like a fire stick.

What is even more speechless is that this handle looks simple and unpretentious, and even with a somewhat crude long sword, it brazenly blocked Yongzhi's claw!

With a sword across the air, Yang Lie ignored everyone's shocked eyes indifferently. He just looked back at Palace Master Shura: "Leave with me?"

Although it was a questioning, there was an unquestionable determination in his tone. From the appearance of Yongzhi, it can be seen that if the Palace Master of Asura returns to the Human King Tower, the situation will never be very good.

Regardless of whether it was a lesson or a plan of Liwei, Wang Moqiu couldn't ignore her "betrayal" today, and the punishment would never be light.

Therefore, Yang Lie must take her away!

Under his almost domineering eyes, the tenacity in Shura's eyes gradually softened, as if winter snow melted. A voice in her heart was telling her: Just so, let go of everything, leave with him, leave this place, and never come back.

Even if you only live for a few days, it's better than living like a tool to kill! However, the responsibilities on her body were tortured loudly, so that she could not give up.

"With me personally shooting, do you think you still have the right to escape?"

Recovered from the astonishment of being blocked, a trace of tyranny appeared in Yong Zhi's eyes. Between the fingers of both hands, the "Kujian Mountain" was suspended again.

"Zheng!"

The **** of the left hand Shizhong slowly wiped off the blade of the sword without edge, the sword body whispered, and the sound of the dragon's chant echoed in the void for a long time.

That voice seemed to contain a certain kind of profound meaning to reach the heavens and the earth, engulfing huge amounts of heaven and earth vitality, forming one after another sword energy runes, floating around Yang Lie's body.

The sword symbol is hidden, like a galaxy.

The figure in the mysterious robe stood lightly in the middle, just like a **** in the galaxy. He paused with his fingers, his slightly squinted eyes burst into light, and he whispered, "I want to try."

"boom!"

The big Luo sword array urged, thirty-six sword servants roared out, and the shadow body entered it in an instant. Without the direction of the sword, thousands and tens of thousands of sword auras slashed out through the air, they directly cut off the space of one side, and slammed forward.

"Boom bang bang!"

Daluo Sword Region and Dry Sword Mountain blasted against each other, and the mountain trembled wildly, shaking millions of times every moment. Replaced with ordinary mountains, even if they are forged from pure stainless steel, they will turn into a pile of dust under these tremors.

However, that dry sword mountain is still in a stalemate!

"Under my ban, do you want to break it too?" Yong Zhi's eyes widened suddenly before he finished speaking!

Opposite Yang Lie duo shouted: "Broken!"

The speed of the sword charms pouring out of the Bladeless Sword has increased several times. Since the fragments of the Chu Lingxiao Taibai Sword were swallowed, the power of this sword has been unblocked a lot.

At this moment, the power of the sword body poured in, and the power of the Daluo Sword Region skyrocketed, and the momentum of anger rose again!

"Click!"

Finally, Kujianshan couldn't hold on anymore, and countless fine cracks appeared on the surface of the body, which was broken by the forcible impact of the sword domain, and turned into countless fragments and flew away.

"This kid!"

Shen Jianzi's throat was extremely dry, and the whole body was cold, and there was a strong rejoicing in her heart: Fortunately, she was not dazzled by jealousy, and she had never fought with the beast martial master to deal with this kid. Otherwise, I am afraid that my fate will be worse now!

He has refined sword art, so he is more able to appreciate the tyranny of Yang Lie's "No Edge Sword Classic". If the two sides fight with the same swordsmanship, the weaker side will suffer extremely severe damage, and it is very likely that they will have a sense of insecurity in their own swordsmanship.

If this mentality is born, the future road of martial arts will be difficult to advance!

"go!"

Yang Lie broke through the Dry Sword Mountain with a single sword, and was about to fly in while the light beam of the cloud altar formation had not dissipated.

"Do you think that this way I can break through my sword burial realm? Stupid!"

"Suddenly!"

Suddenly, the realm spread, as if a huge snowball melted and fell, and it instantly enveloped the area for several miles. And, one after another tombs emerged from the ground.

Look up, the tomb Qianju!

What's amazing is that every heavy tomb is translucent, and a long sword can be vaguely buried in it. The sword aura is deeply hidden, as if it has gone through countless years, becoming more and more full-bodied like old wine.

Suddenly, boom!

A beam of sword qi burst into the sky, forming a beam of light that was as thick as several tens of feet, rushing straight into the sky! Following this, a series of sword qi bursts out, densely displayed in the void, completely freezing a world.

This world is self-contained, everything has to be blocked, no one can enter!

"Burial Sword Tomb!"

A look of horror pours out from the eyes of the Palace Master Asura, and he can't help shaking his right hand, and subconsciously exclaims, "Quickly avoid! This is his strongest move!"

Different from the previous two moves, the Burial Sword Tomb not only banned the passage, but also contained a strong killing intent.

Yang Lie looked calm, and the hilt of his right hand was tight!