I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

Chapter 408: The Sudden Follower Pig

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space transformation.

An Bulang felt dizzy for a while.

When he reappeared, he found that he had come to the periphery of the Never Falling Heaven.

The tall and majestic Immortal King's Palace was full of cracks, and some of the other palaces shook violently, and some had already collapsed.

On the sky, there are more than ten times more black cracks than before, which are extraordinarily ferocious and complicated.

The Heavenly Court, which never fell, was shaking violently as a whole, as if it had lost some strength support, and there were also huge black cracks, showing signs of being about to be fragmented.

"Is this world really going to be destroyed?" Mo Shi was shocked by the scene in front of him.

"Yes, although I don't know the reason for the shattering of this world, but looking at the current situation, the sooner we leave here, the better!"

An Bulang took out the Dark Space Orb, but found that there was no response.

The Dark Sky Orb is an important space item that allows them to return directly to the original world. If the Dark Sky Orb does not respond, it proves that it is not the time to go back.

"Hey, this is a world that shouldn't exist long ago."

"It took so long to break, and it is worthy of its former glory."

A round and thick voice suddenly sounded in the ears of An Bulang and Mo Shi.

Both of them were startled, retreated instantly, and looked behind them.

I saw a tender, delicate-looking little suckling pig appearing behind An Bulang, with particularly big ears, like two cattail fans, and the old god was commenting on everything that happened in front of him.

"What the hell?" An Bulang was dumbfounded on the spot.

"Could this be...Little Pig?" Mo Shi's beautiful eyes also widened.

The little suckling pig immediately yelled "cuckoo" and said extremely dissatisfied: "What little pig? This is disrespectful, you have to call this deity Master Xianzun!!"

"In this world, pigs can become immortals?" Mo Shi opened her pink mouth with a look of shock.

The corner of An Bulang's mouth twitched slightly: "Do you believe what a pig says?"

Mo Shi was taken aback for a moment, then lowered his head in shame.

An Bulang said lightly: "We judge the rationality of a thing not by what it says, but by what it is? Judging from the current facts, it is a pig."

"Cuckoo!!" The little suckling pig hopped angrily, jumped towards An Bulang, and opened its mouth wide, "The immortal is not to be insulted!"

An Bulang looked vigilant, and punched him with one punch.

boom! ! !

Terrible strong shock, the earth cracked, pushing everything flat.

There were waves on the little suckling pig's body, and while the pink and tender pigskin was surging, An Bulang's punch was absorbed by the pigskin strangely.

"What the hell?"

An Bulang's eyes froze, and the next moment, his fist was chewed by the suckling pig's mouth.

The severe pain came, and An Bulang shook his hand vigorously in fright.

"Fuck! Give me a mouth!"

"Hey! Immortals can't be humiliated!!"

The little suckling pig didn't let go at all, and frantically gnawed on An Bulang's arm.

An Bulang's pupils spurted out fiery glazed sunfire, and planned to make a roast suckling pig.

However, the little suckling pig's skin is rough and thick, and it is impenetrable by water and fire, so it was unscathed by the glazed sun fire.

After tossing for a while, the little suckling pig let go.

At this time, there was already a row of messy tooth marks on An Bulang's arm.

"Bah, bah, the skin is so hard!" The little suckling pig looked disgusted.

An Bulang's face darkened: "I should have said that."

"Forget it, for the sake of saving me, I will spare your life." The little suckling pig said with a generous face, wagging its little tail behind it.

"Actually, you can't bite, right?" An Bulang sneered.

"It's just a pig with rough skin and thick flesh, why pretend to be an expert?"

"Cuckoo! Immortals can't be humiliated!!!"

bang bang bang!

Puff puff puff...

Another battle between man and pig.

In the end, no one could do anything to anyone, and the battle ended again.

An Bulang found that the world had collapsed severely, and he didn't have time to spend with a pig, so he left voluntarily.

However, the little suckling pig followed behind him like a foolish pig.

"You've come out, why are you still following me?" An Bulang asked with a vigilant expression.

He wouldn't treat this pig as an ordinary little suckling pig, a mysterious creature that can appear in the Neverfalling Heaven, what good could it be?

"Googoo... You were the one who took me out of the 100,000 Black Mountains. My intuition tells me that you can still take me out." The little suckling pig expressed his thoughts frankly.

The corner of An Bulang's mouth twitched slightly, with ten thousand reluctances in his heart.

This kind of creature of unknown origin is a ticking time bomb, right?

The little suckling pig's physical condition is obviously not right, what if he regains his strength, and then yells at him, "The immortal is not to be humiliated", and then swallows him in one gulp?

"Go away!"

An Bulang mercilessly expelled the little suckling pig.

"Cuckoo... what I want to do, you don't care!"

"Can you show some face?!"

"My great decision, no one can shake it!"

...

Little suckling pig is unwilling to leave no matter what.

There was no way, An Bulang could only let it follow behind.

Little Suckling Pig also vowed that it would not hurt to be followed by it, and it would protect An Bulang's safety. This is a win-win deal.

An Bulang could only sneer at this, not knowing where the pig got the confidence to say that it could protect him.

He began to look for an exit in the collapsed world.

In the heaven that never falls, there are countless fairy palaces. At the moment when the world is collapsing, they shoot out a series of strange divine lights from the inside, shooting into the sky, trying to stabilize the world.

However, the collapse of the world seems to be a predestined result. This kind of power can only delay the collapse, but it cannot go against the sky. Everything seems to return to dust.

Strange creatures began to appear one by one.

The dark and unpredictable soul body climbed up from the ruins of the palace.

Some are even some kind of corpses, slowly starting to move with strange resentment.

The end is near, and even the corpses are dishonest.

The battle of the Tianjiao powerhouses has begun again.

The sound of fighting is everywhere.

At the same time, in the Immortal King's Palace, many monks also fled in a hurry, with fear on their faces, as if they had encountered something extremely terrifying.

An Bulang had no time to pay attention to them, he was anxiously looking for a place to leave.

Theoretically speaking, this suspended heaven is the core, and there must be a passage leading to the outside world.

Soon, he found a very special place.

The place where many immortals perform martial arts in the heavenly court.

Tongtian dojo!

A super-giant snow-white holy high platform.

The ninety-nine and the dragon and white pillars with the sky-reaching pattern circulate in splendor.

In the center of the high platform, there are nine steps, and each step has a mysterious totem for people to comprehend. What can be realized by comprehension depends on fate.

At the moment when the world collapsed, strange soldiers suddenly appeared from the Tongtian Dojo.

Although it was just a shattered weapon, the monstrous military power it released could shock the soul, and attracted a large number of arrogant and powerful people to loot it.

"Tch, there are so many people beaten to death for a mere tattered treasure." The little suckling pig said disdainfully when he saw the scene in front of him.

The Broken Raider is a treasure.

The appearance of this extremely treasure is a big hammer wrapped with thunderbolts, but because the surface of the hammer has been covered with cracks, most of the characteristics of the extremely treasure have been lost, so it is a damaged extremely treasure.

However, even if it is a damaged treasure, its quality is higher than that of Tianbao, so it attracts countless monks to loot it, let alone the strong ones in the Tianyuan realm and the Shenhai realm, even if they are in the Taoist realm, they will be greedy!

In Tongtian Dojo, the monks kept fighting, desperately fighting for it.

The big hammer also flies around by itself, which makes the situation even more confusing.

"Wonderful Instructor!!"

Seeing a boy lying in a pool of blood in front of him, Mo Shi cried out in surprise.

An Bulang didn't speak, he strode forward and came to Teacher Miaotong's side in the blink of an eye.

He looked at the boy whose body had been cut in two and had already lost his breath. He was trembling all over, his pupils seemed to be shooting out flames. He looked at the people who were still fighting in the sky, and said coldly: "Who is this?" What did you do?"

No one answered his words, they were all vying for the treasure in the sky.

At this time, thunder flashed.

Coincidentally, the big hammer flew in the direction of An Bulang.

An Bulang's figure tore through the void, and he reached out to grab the big hammer.

At this moment, the big hammer exploded with terrifying thunder, as if it could smash and destroy everything.

There is a reason why so many people can't catch it, and it will resist itself.

Just when it thought that An Bulang would be battered by its thunder, An Bulang's hand was unscathed. Not only that, when the big hand was inserted into the room, the thunder seemed to be out of control, and it lined up in all directions until An Bulang held the handle of the hammer firmly in his hand!

The big hammer felt that he softened suddenly, the kind of softness that was extremely comfortable.

That feeling made it even lose the room to struggle.

The rest of the powerhouses on the field were all shocked. They didn't expect An Bulang to subdue the damaged treasure so quickly.

An Bulang held a big hammer, scanned everyone on the field, and said lightly: "I'll ask again, who the hell killed Mentor Miaotong?!"

The faces of all the powerful people are not good.

At this time, a God General from the Shenhai Eighth Level who came from the Dragon Empire casually walked out, holding a long sword in both hands, with an arrogant expression, and said indifferently: "I, Naling Baihui, killed it. When fighting for the treasure, he Your skills are not as good as others, so if you are beheaded by me, you will be beheaded, so what can you do?"

Nalan Baihui's body was full of platinum dragon energy, causing all the strong people around him to stay away, even a strong man from the Qingmu Titled Empire at the ninth level of the Divine Sea Realm was afraid.

Nalan Baihui looked at An Bulang, and said calmly: "Don't say it's him, even if you come to snatch my treasure, I'll kill it right away. A trash must have the awareness to be a trash."

Chi!

The void burst.

A white shadow rushed like thunder.

Nalan Baihui's face suddenly changed, and he wanted to use his strength to resist, but the opponent's speed was too fast, and before he could raise his hand, the opponent's palm had already torn through the platinum dragon energy defense and grabbed his neck , and then slammed him to the ground!

Boom! ! !

The violent collision dented the ground.

Nalan Baihui's body was shattered by the shock, and there was a cracking sound from his neck.

"puff……"

Blood spurted out.

What he saw was the young man's ruthless and cold gaze, looking down at him, his palms mercilessly pinching his throat, controlling his life.

"How can I?"

"Since you killed the teacher."

"Then you will pay for my teacher's life!"

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