I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

In front of Ancient God Pit No. 2, an elderly monk with a shaved head and nine ring scars on his head was twirling the Buddha beads, whispering.

His voice was soothing and soothing, without any scent of fireworks, as if his close relatives and friends were doing the most sincere advice by themselves, full of bitterness.

However, what the monk is doing has nothing to do with compassion—

"Well, you look a bit slack. It seems that the old monk can only cheer you up."

Reaching out his hand, a pudgy figure fell into his palm, and then the monk tapped his index finger lightly.

"Humph!"

The chunky figure trembled suddenly, he didn't want to beg for mercy, let alone the girl in the ancient gods pit, because she was under the slightest influence, so she suppressed her voice, just muffled low.

But it can be clearly seen that a spine bone on his back was shattered abruptly, and Bai Sensen's bone residue pierced the skin and exposed, and the blood instantly soaked the clothes, which was indescribable.

This person is exactly the "Knowing God Machine"!

The only life trainer in Fenghai City in the past, and a master who was respected by the Sirius Academy, is now being humiliated and cruelly treated.

"master!"

The girl cried out sadly.

"Little girl, crying is useless. The only thing you can do now is to quickly absorb all the mist of the gods. In this case, your master, the people over there, and the old monks can all let them go. ."

The old monk continued to move the prayer beads, his face did not show any cruelty, but the cruelty of his hand made people shudder.

If anyone who is familiar with it will know here, it is not surprising that he made such a move. Because this old monk is a well-known "compassionate monk" in Jinhuang County, he has always done the most cruel and vicious things with a compassionate appearance.

As long as it is something that can bring him benefits, even if it is to kill a baby in a swaddle, he never blinks his eyes.

"Ruoruo, don't listen to him! Even if he gets the benefits of the ancient gods, he won't let us go in the end."

A weak cry sounded, and the sound came from a stainless steel cage with several familiar figures firmly imprisoned-Luo Shuihan, Zhan Taiyue, Ling Haojian...

These people are immobile and withered, and they have obviously been tortured for several days.

"Ok?"

The compassionate monk's sharp eyes fell on Luo Shuihan, and his sharp killing intent hit her like a heavy hammer, causing her to spout a mouthful of blood on the spot.

The killing intent was circulating, and he was going to continue to teach the other party. At this time, Yu Ruoruo shouted: "No! I promise you, I promise you."

The white puppy whimpered, seemingly aware that the host had encountered irresistible pressure, and let out a mournful roar, and the speed of swallowing the thick purple fog accelerated.

These purple mists are genuine fusion mists, although Yu Ruoruo can absorb them into his body because of the special life of the gods. However, that definitely does not mean that she can ignore the damage of the Mist of God!

With the swallowing of the Mist Mist becoming more and more swift, the expression on Yu Ruoruo's face became paler, and even the last trace of blood disappeared.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, dyeing a large piece of clothing around him, Yu Ruoruo's body was trembling, and every inch of it seemed to be burned by flames every moment!

This little girl who grew up pampered and raised up is now showing an unimaginable toughness, and she gritted her teeth to hold on.

"Ruoruo!"

The heartache of Zhishenji and others made the whole person seem to be torn apart.

"Hurry up!"

On the other hand, the compassionate monk was full of excitement, and the ring scars on his head almost appeared red. He stared deeply at the ancient gods pit, the thick purple fog finally revealed a trace of gaps, and bursts of chaos aura spread from it.

Even in the place separated by Li Xu, when the breath touched his body a little, he felt the divine power in his dantian alive, as if a little added.

"Magic medicine! What a strong magic medicine!"

The compassionate monk gurgled repeatedly in his throat, and his eyes burst into incomparable greed, and he no longer looked like the original monk. He squeezed Zhishenji tightly with his palm, and frantically urged: "Hurry up! Go on, don't stop!"

"noob!"

Suddenly, a cry of extreme grief sounded, and the white puppy was full of purple light, which could no longer be restrained, and fell into the air with a "puff", slammed to the ground, and passed out.

Yu Ruoruo also "squirted" a bunch of blood arrows, shaking and falling softly. At this moment, the purple mist finally dispersed, exposing a long and narrow cave below that could be entered by one person.

In an instant, the rich light of divine power spewed out from there, forming a wonderful scene of a three-leaf Ganoderma lucidum!

"Haha! Magic medicine, my magic medicine!"

The compassionate monk was ecstatic and was waiting to step forward. Suddenly, his footsteps were frozen, "Who is it."

I don't know when, Yu Ruoruo has already appeared next to him in a mysterious robe, his body tilted slightly, holding Yu Ruoruo's petite body in his arms, and said nothing.

Facing the question of the compassionate monk and the expert who cultivated to the demigod perfection realm, he still didn't respond at all, just cast pity on the girl in his arms.

"Do you dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of me? Do you know the origin of the old monk? I am worshipped by Jinhuang County, and I am deeply respected by Jinhuang Immortals!"

The compassionate monk veiled his perception, only to find that he couldn't see the specific cultivation level of the mysterious robe figure at all, and was a little uncertain for a while, so he deliberately tried to use words.

"Yang Lie! Go away, the immortal who guards the ancient city of Hunter hasn't been able to pass even a trick under this monk, run away!"

In the prison, Luo Shuihan and others exclaimed.

"Master Yang, leave us alone!"

Zhishenji also raised his head suddenly, and when he saw the face of the Xuanpao figure clearly, he exclaimed.

They have all seen the horrible combat power of the merciful monk, and their impression of Yang Lie’s strength still stays at the time when he is in charge of Zhantian Tinglou Ren Xingfeng. Naturally, he does not think that this young man has the slightest possibility of confronting the merciful donor .

"Hehe, it turned out to be an arrogant young man who jumped out of nowhere, I don't know how high the sky is!"

The compassionate monk was very calm, and amidst the mocking sound, he picked up the wisdom and threw it at Yang Lie.

His tyrannical divine power poured into it, so that the body of the divine machine became as heavy as a high mountain, and the force of breaking through the sky suddenly fell like a nine-day meteor, even the earth would be pierced through a hole.

And afterwards, Zhishenji will immediately destroy his bones and die!

"Master Yang, get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Zhishen Ji couldn't take care of his own destiny at all, just shouted repeatedly to remind.

Seeing that his body was about to hit Yang Lie, a slender and soft jade hand swung lightly on his back.

A soft and moist force spread out, and skillfully and skillfully wiped away all the divine power shrouded in his body. Afterwards, Zuo Yezi's figure fell from the sky, and she nodded to Zhishenji in good faith, and then handed over a pill.

"Thank you."

Zhishenji took the pill with a bit of sluggishness. As a life trainer, he refined his soul power. At this moment, he amazedly felt from the opposite woman a thought power that was ten times stronger than himself.

Combined with the other party's move to resolve his own divine power just now, he couldn't help but surge in hope: Maybe the white-robed woman in front of him can fight the vicious monk?

"Yang Lie."

Yu Ruoruo was held in Yang Lie's arms, she opened her eyes and called out weakly.

"Do not talk."

Yang Lierou said, his feelings for this girl were like treating his direct sisters, full of affection. And when he was in Qinglan City, Naizu took care of himself a lot, and he personally promised not to let Yu Ruoruo get hurt.

result!

As soon as the power of thought explored, Yu Ruoruo's whole body was entrenched by a strange energy, and all his vitality was almost completely cut off!

"Yang Lie, am I going to die."

Yu Ruoruo opened his eyes wide, and there was no fear in his expression, "I used to be too ignorant. I always worried my grandfather. I didn't listen to the master's words and refused to practice. Can you help me and take good care of my grandpa? Have a teacher."

"Silly girl, you can save yourself to do these things slowly. Close your eyes, rest, rest assured, you will be fine—"

Yang Lie felt pain in his heart, and gently stroked her soft long hair, and said, "I, don't allow you to do anything!"

Having gone through so many things, especially after seeing how menacing human hearts can be in recent days, Yu Ruoruo is no longer that naive little girl.

She vaguely sensed her true situation, thinking that Yang Lie was comforting herself, but she closed her eyes obediently.

Yang Lie had a solemn expression, and Yu Ruoruo's situation was very bad. Although there was a divine destiny to dissolve, the Mist of Shenmong was too terrifying, and she had already cut off her life to a trace.

Faced with this situation, even if it is an ordinary god, there is no way!

fortunately--

"Come!"

Yang Lie's perception flew away and immediately caught a wave of divine power in the cave below. Afterwards, he used thunder-surgery and grabbed a three-leaf Ganoderma lucidum from it.

This Ganoderma lucidum lingers in the chaotic color and faintly behind it is an independent God Realm, which looks incredibly wonderful--

Magic medicine!

There is no doubt that this is the magic medicine in the second ancient **** pit.

This miraculous medicine has its own intelligence, it seems to have sensed its own destiny, and unwillingly twisted wildly in Yang Lie's palm.

"Shit!"

A ray of fire suddenly appeared in Yang Lie's palm, he easily melted it into a pool of juice, and then pointed to Yu Ruoruo's eyebrows.

"Bastard kid! This magical medicine can help the old monk break through the gods, you dare to be so violent."

The compassionate monk was furious, and he stayed for more than a month just for this magical medicine. Even if he finally got his wish, he could only allocate one of the Ganoderma lucidum leaves, and the rest would have to be handed over to Immortal Jinhuang.

But what about the mysterious robe boy?

He surprisingly wanted to give all the Ganoderma lucidum to Yu Ruoruo, there was nothing left!

In the violent rage, the compassionate monk turned into a stream of light and pounced on Yang Lie. His thin body looked like a tiger leaping down from nine heavens, with a fierce aura overwhelming the world.

"Girl, please do it! Hurry up and save Master Yang!" Zhishenji was shocked and quickly pleaded towards Zuo Yezi.

Zuo Ye's purple sleeve robe was held tightly by him, and a helpless wry smile appeared on his face when he heard his pleading. Seeing her indifferent, Zhishenji showed a look of despair and wanted to rush forward.

Even if wise and in vain, he still has to block this mortal blow for Yang Lie.

Suddenly!

"boom!"

A dull tremor sounded, and the merciful monk suddenly fell to the ground, unable to move! The sole of a foot is like the feet of an ancient giant elephant, stepping behind him, like a mountain suppressing!