I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

Chapter 673 God's Elegy

Six Tribulation Demon Emperors, more than 30 Demon Lords who asked for advice, and countless powerful demon clan powerhouses released terrifying spells at that very handsome man at the same time.

Xuanyuan Yu just smiled, and the incomparably huge Taiji formation spread across the land for hundreds of miles in an instant, and the extremely mysterious and profound principles of heaven and earth overflowed during the rotation.

"Being above the Taiji is not high, below the six poles is not deep, the congenital and the earth are not long, longer than the ancients but not old..." The man opened his mouth lightly, and a Dao rhyme that fits the Dao has unknowingly gone Go deep into the world.

He touched the ten thousand zhang magic mountain with one hand, the incomparably hard magic mountain that stood for countless thousands of years and was blessed by many demons. The extremely mysterious aura made the magic mountain seem to usher in some kind of sublimation.

The endless energy released by the demon powerhouses roared like a roaring ocean.

However, when approaching the incomparably huge yin-yang formation, it was strangely sucked by the yin-yang formation and changed its trajectory, and merged into the ten thousand zhang magic mountain.

They were confused by the incomprehensible power, and before they had time to take the next step, they saw the ten thousand zhang magic mountain light up, and it was bright from the inside to the outside, dazzling and hot.

Several devil emperors suddenly felt energy fluctuations from the magic mountain that made their hearts jump.

"The magic mountain stands for thousands of years, but the magic is endless, and the magic energy inside is also endless. What do you think... if it explodes by itself, what will happen?" Xuanyuan Yu's eyes lit up, and her handsome face smiled extravagantly.

"Not good, let's go back quickly!!"

The faces of all the devil emperors changed drastically, and they roared loudly.

The Magic Mountain split open.

The light engulfed the sky and the earth.

Extremely terrifying energy erupted in an instant, like a planet exploding.

boom! ! !

Earth-shattering explosion.

It's like blowing up the avenue!

The endless light and heat exploded in an instant, as if a big sun that was countless times more terrifying than the sun in the sky suddenly appeared on this grassland, destroying everything around it.

Almost all the powerful demons were evaporated directly at this moment.

The demon masters of the Wendao level were also blown up and melted, and the demon emperors fell screaming and falling.

This was an unprecedented explosion, which shook the ground thousands of miles away and melted the ground for thousands of miles.

The golden destructive energy turned the world into a terrifying melting pot.

when energy is dissipated.

The Wanzhang Demon Mountain has been completely blown up and disappeared into the world.

Countless ancient magic palaces were also shattered, and even turned into hot magma flowing on the ground.

The plain of the Red River Demon Race has been blown into a land of magma, huge pits appear on the ground, and the world is devastated and insane.

An extremely handsome man with tattered clothes and scorched body all over, even his handsome black hair was blown away, turning into a bald head.

He is Xuanyuan Yu, who made Magic Mountain the initiator of the bomb's self-detonation. Xuanyuan Yu looked extremely miserable, and still had a bright smile on her face, as if she wanted to bring positive energy to others like a spring breeze.

In front of him, countless strong demons who made the mainland fearful have all disappeared in the world, and there are not even bones left in the explosion.

Only the devil emperors are physically strong, and there are a few broken bones scattered on the huge pit, which looks extraordinarily bleak.

"Crazy... Really crazy..." Everyone in Langmeng hid behind Hong Sen, with lingering fear.

Fortunately, Hongsen reacted quickly and cast the Wanhua Dao to protect everyone, and quickly moved away from Xuanyuanyu, otherwise they would all be seriously injured by the bomb.

"What kind of terrorists does Bulang know?" Su Huohuo trembled. He had never felt that death was so close to him.

"However, this is outrageous, and it blows up all the demons to death with just one blow. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really couldn't believe it..." Zell was very emotional.

The scorched black stone not far away was lifted, and a Qinglan Devil Emperor who was covered in injuries climbed up.

He blocked the horrible explosion with the mysterious ancient forbidden weapon and became the only survivor in the audience.

Demon Emperor Qinglan looked at the Red River Plain in front of him, known as the Holy Land of the Demon Race. Now the Demon Mountain has collapsed, the Red River has evaporated, and the Demon Palace has been completely destroyed. Only hot and terrifying magma flows on the broken ground.

He is completely stupid.

What demon holy land.

What is the place where Hongmeng Continent originated.

Now it was directly blown through by that man!

Their plan to revitalize the demon clan feels like a joke.

"Hahahaha...it's over, it's all over...all of them are dead..." Devil Emperor Qinglan laughed.

"Huh? There are still demons alive?" Xuanyuanyu was surprised, stepped on the Taiji light, and rushed in front of Qinglan Demon Emperor in an instant.

Demon Emperor Qinglan's pupils were wide open, and a pair of demon pupils shot out the light of death that could destroy all living beings.

"Feel the way of Tai Chi." Xuanyuanyu's body is mysterious, the light in her eyes is clever and profound, and the rhyme of Dao is ethereal. She flicks the virtual space with her hands to reverse the universe, distorts the light of death, and then slaps it on the Qinglan Demon Emperor's head. On the chest, the Qinglan Devil Emperor's body was directly shaken into flesh foam.

The whole process is elegant and refined, without any trace of human fireworks.

It is as beautiful and fresh as an immortal in the sky.

Langmeng and the others were stunned.

Who is this handsome and elegant fairy?

Is it really that bomb maniac who explodes at the slightest disagreement?

So far, there was no longer a single demon alive in the audience, all of them were blown up by the man.

"Xiaoyu is still an expert at clearing the scene as always, Wang!" Dabai shook his head and shook his head.

Jin Yuexi felt a little regretful: "It's too rough, and it doesn't care about the environment at all. Not only that, but also many precious treasures were blown up, what a waste of everything."

"Very agree with Sister Yuexi's statement!" Junshi raised his hands in agreement.

It is still waiting for the flesh and blood of all the strong demons to eat, but it was all blown up. What else can it eat?

Sin! !

Jing Hong, who was fighting An Bulang, gradually showed despair on his face.

She knew it was over.

This long-planned plan was ruined by these monsters who suddenly appeared in front of her. Even if she tried her best, she could not reverse this trend.

"It's a pity... If I was born later, I would be more perfect..." Jinghong muttered to himself.

"There are not so many what-ifs in the world. If you dare to do it, you dare to take on any possibility." An Bulang stepped on the huge waves and rolled towards the radiant goddess.

Jinghong's body is like a god, with a magic sword in his hand, he slashes with one sword, and the sword cuts through the sea!

Roar!

A roar of a divine beast shook the world.

The purple-gold unicorn hangs down, its claws are extremely sharp, and it falls on the magic sword. The divine energy is surging like a great river, and it is crushing Jinghong and falling straight to the ground, crushing everything into a depression.

Jinghong was crushed under An Bulang, an unspeakable humiliation made her face flush.

"So what about the demon god, isn't he being crushed by me?" The man who looked like a god and was shrouded in the phantom of the Zijin Qilin King said forcefully.

"I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled...!" Jinghong clenched his teeth, showing a ruthless expression.

She couldn't complete the task sent by the ancient gods, and finally decided to take the next best thing, trying to kill all the Tianjiao on the battlefield, but failed.

From birth to death, she didn't even complete a single thing.

Is there a more aggrieved and incompetent way to live than her, the child of God?

It's just like a joke!

"If you can't kill all the Tianjiao present, at least..."

"I want to kill you, the great enemy, even if I pay all of me!"

Jinghong's nine-colored pupils suddenly became jet-black, and an unimaginably terrifying fluctuation began to appear. The blood and life of the ancient gods burned out in an instant, blooming with unimaginable brilliance!

Xuanyuan Yu felt something in her heart, and her face changed drastically: "Don't be a wave, be careful!!"

An Bulang regressed crazily, but the nine-colored divine light full of divinity built a huge magic gate, standing between the heaven and the earth, as if it wanted to include the whole world into the magic gate.

"Magic God Art·Divine Tragedy!"

Jinghong sacrificed everything, his body turned into countless energies, and merged into the Shocking Demon Gate.

Directly above the magic gate, there are supreme gods crying, tears of blood left in their pupils, and the tears stained the ancient and desolate magic gate red. Inside the gate is an extremely tragic and desperate scene.

The world of despair descended, the world began to be infected, and everyone felt an extremely terrifying atmosphere.

An Bulang was locked by the magic gate, and the shocking body issued an extremely strong omen of death, and every part of the body was stimulated to the limit of strength, trying to resist the coming crisis.

Demon God Art is a technique that only Demon Gods can perform, and it is the same level of power as the fairy magic used by immortals. As soon as this kind of technique appeared, it would be a dimensionality reduction blow to other monks.

With a completely different level of power, there is no possibility of resistance at all.

Jinghong is not a real demon god, but she burned all her blood and life, and after making sacrifices, she still broke through some kind of sacrifice and displayed a real demon magic!

Inside the magic gate, Shura Hell.

God's elegy, like weeping and complaining.

An Bulang was sucked by an irresistible force, and was sucked towards the terrifying magic door.

He fully opened his body in shock, and activated the dragon scale transformation, dragon blood transformation, and keel transformation at the same time, and his fist condensed into a mighty real dragon that broke through the universe and hit the magic gate.

boom! !

The extremely terrifying energy exploded.

The demon gate trembled violently, but it was still immortal. On the contrary, his real dragon was wiped out by the power of the demon gate.

His body fell towards the magic gate completely uncontrollably.

"Brother Bulang!"

"don't want!!"

Everyone exclaimed.

The appearance of magic magic was too sudden, and An Bulang pulled it too far in order to avoid the battle from affecting his friends. They were too far away to be rescued in time.

"Immortal Art: Blue Sky Swinging!"

An Bulang turned into a golden-winged roc with wings on his body and a blue sky above him. With a stroke of 30,000 meters, he soared straight up, trying to break free from the control of the demon gate at extreme speed.

However, the derivative techniques of fairy arts are not real fairy arts after all, and it is difficult to compete with the elegy of the gods.

The sad divine sound pulled the avenue of rhythm, wrapped the boy who wanted to escape, and turned into a substantial force, like countless big hands, pulling the boy's body.

No matter how the young man struggled or escaped, the distance from the magic gate was getting closer and closer. This was an extremely desperate scene, which made everyone in Langmeng turn pale.

Once sucked into the Scarlet Demon Sect, it will definitely end in annihilation.

Seals appeared on Han Yueling's pure white forehead, wanting to collapse.

Dabai suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking her actions.

"Senior Dabai, what are you doing? Let go, brother Lang is going to die!!" Han Yueling said anxiously, with tears in her eyes, she was about to cry.

Dabai was very calm, and said: "Don't worry, we only have one chance to unblock, and we have to go back to the upper realm when we run out, we must cherish it."

"And, didn't you see? The little prodigal son never asked us for help from the beginning to the end. He wanted to sharpen himself, face and solve this life-and-death crisis alone! Woah!"

After finishing speaking, it showed an evil smile that I know An Bulang best.

Sensing Dabai's words, An Bulang was so angry that he almost had a heart attack, and the volume immediately overwhelmed the voice of the tragic song of God: "Help!!!"

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