I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

Chapter 837: The Smashed Imperial Army

This is a somewhat shattered dark star.

A lavender, extremely dreamy, and hazy purple spear-shaped fragment that was broken into a small piece was inserted on the dark star, shattering most of the star, and hundreds of millions of abyssal creatures living on it have died in horror.

Their bodies are still intact, but their souls have been wiped out for some reason, and their faces are full of horror, as if they saw something extremely terrifying before they died.

There was a layer of faint purple mist, which escaped from the fragments of the broken purple spear, drifted for millions of miles, and enveloped the entire space of stars. It seemed harmless, but both An Bulang and Nalan Jinli could feel it. Heartbroken.

"This is the emperor's soldier... the shattered emperor's soldier." An Bulang said.

"Shattered Imperial Armament? Can the Imperial Armament be shattered?" Nalan Jinli was shocked.

She is no longer a practice novice at this moment, and she understands the power level of the primordial universe.

The Emperor Armament is definitely the most powerful weapon in the Hongmeng Universe. It involves the most powerful force and the most eternal substance. Some emperors who have just escaped don't even have the Emperor Armament yet.

In some legendary emperor battles, the emperor was beaten to the ground, and the emperor's soldiers have not yet shown a single crack, standing in the universe forever, showing the horror of their materials.

But such a powerful and invincible weapon can be shattered?

"My father broke it." An Bulang said suddenly.

Nalan Jinli's beautiful eyes widened, and she gasped, "Your father... immortal... emperor?"

"Yes, I sensed my father's aura from the shattered Imperial Armament..." An Bulang nodded.

Nalan Jinli was even more surprised. She only knew An Bulang's identity before, but she didn't expect to have the possibility of contacting the legendary immortal emperor so soon.

An Bulang thought of a lot for a while.

Thinking of his father going to the ancestral land of the abyssal demons to bury Xianyuan, thinking of his father being ambushed by several great emperors at the same time.

Only the old and extremely powerful emperors have the courage to join forces to deal with his father. For example, the Guangming clan, one of the ten top races of Hongmeng, has two emperors, Baqiong Guangmingdi and Samsara Guangmingdi.

It was the more powerful one, Baqiong Guangming Emperor, who went to ambush his father.

Several emperor-level figures teamed up to surround and kill his father. I don't know how the battle is going at the moment, whether his father can drive those emperors back, and where is his father at the moment.

An Bulang knew that his current self was still very weak, and he had no ability to take care of that kind of thing.

Now that he saw the shattered imperial soldiers, and even sensed a certain aura of his father, he couldn't help feeling nervous about his father's situation.

"The purple energy of the emperor's soldier is dense, erasing the soul of all living beings... It is the emperor's soldier of the extremely spiritual emperor, the Heavenly Soul Emperor's Spear."

An Bulang looked at the stars shrouded in purple air in front of him, and analyzed the identity of the emperor soldier.

"Yeah, it's very powerful." Nalan Jinli nodded again and again, pulling An Bulang's sleeve with his dragon beard and said, "The emperor is too far away from us, even a broken emperor soldier is extremely dangerous, let's leave here quickly Bar."

An Bulang's eyes widened: "Leave, why did you leave? This is a shattered imperial weapon, a fragment of a top-level weapon that contains the essence of the universe! We are going to pick up the leak!"

Nalan Jinli burst into tears immediately: "You also said that you don't cause trouble like me, look at yourself now!"

"I didn't want to cause trouble, but now it's messing with me." An Bulang said.

Nalan Jinli: "???"

"The Fragmented Emperor Soldier is slapping us in the face. This is the fairy fate. If you don't want the fairy fate, what kind of fairy do you want to cultivate? Don't say anything, this thing is destined for us." An Bulang said with a firm expression.

Nalan Jinli was in despair: "I knew it would be like this, I knew it would be like this..."

She was led by An Bulang with two long white beards and flew all the way forward.

The abyss is pitch black with no end in sight, and the laws of darkness are intertwined. The emperor-level aura turns into hazy purple air and lingers. Looking closely at the spear-shaped fragments, it seems that it is still stained with the blood of the emperor.

The blood is immortal, blooming with eternal luster, and the emperor-level power contained in it is so terrifying that it actually makes the surrounding void collapse, which makes people feel palpitating.

The two stopped when they were very close to the purple mist that surrounded the dark stars.

An Bulang found that there were many pairs of eyes staring at this place in the dark.

There are a few breaths that are very obscure and powerful, and they should be terrifying existences living in the Immortal Burying Demon Abyss, and each of them is at the level of an abyssal demon god.

It's right to think about it, if you haven't reached this level, you don't even have the qualifications to pick up leaks.

"Xiaoxiu, this is not something you can get your hands on..."

Immediately there was a powerful divine sense.

An Bulang ignored it, and continued to open his analytical eyes to gain insight into the purple energy in front of him.

A cold snort came from the dark.

More than a dozen powerful abyssal monsters rushed towards An Bulang's direction, each of them was at the level of crossing the catastrophe, each of them was extremely ferocious, like sharp spears and thorns, with a murderous intent.

An Bulang didn't even bother to look, the chaotic fairy aura around him melted into the darkness, and before the abyssal monster approached the boy, he was smashed into flesh by the boy's breath, and died silently.

"Huh? He doesn't seem to be weak?" a strong man whispered.

"It smells so good, I really want to eat him..." came the gloomy voice.

A head full of black hair, each black hair has tens of thousands of meters long abyssal demon god sneered, endless black hair danced wildly, his eyes were crazy scarlet, and there was a big mouth opening faintly, as if it could tear everything apart .

As soon as it appeared, it darkened everything, and enveloped the boy and the white dragon with an extremely terrifying aura. The endless hair wrapped the boy in white with coldness and darkness.

This is the Demon God of the Abyss, a strong enough to make the world tremble.

"That's Shiva of the Abyss. If she makes a move, those two Xiaoxiu will have no way out."

"Hehe... just because they also want to get involved in what we are looking for, death is the best destination."

All the powerhouses in the abyss are sneering, they are cautiously wandering outside, but it doesn't mean that they will tolerate all creatures like them. For example, the boy in white and the white dragon that crossed the catastrophe, in their eyes, they are not even qualified to join their competition.

But the next moment, a shrill scream sounded.

It wasn't the screams of the two who they regarded as juniors, but the screams of Abyss Shiva.

The golden divine fire burned the abyss, illuminating everything.

All of Shiva's hair burned, and his body was burned and melted, and he ran away in horror.

"Shenhuo! It's actually Shenhuo!"

"A cultivator in the Transcending Tribulation Period actually mastered the Divine Fire?"

"And it's not just a simple fire..."

The golden divine fire illuminated an abyss, illuminating the shadows of the surrounding statues that were as vague as the abyss.

Shiva screamed, attached to the golden flame, she was running away, trying to extinguish the golden flame. However, the golden flame turned into a holy and fiery Golden Crow, which burned the void and completely melted and evaporated her body.

An incomparably terrifying abyss demon god was burned to death just like that.

"Go and take away the fragments of the imperial weapon if you have the ability, what do you mean by taking action against me?"

The boy in white was riding a white dragon, his eyes were golden, his expression was indifferent, and he asked in a flat tone.

Several powerful phantoms remained silent, and none of them dared to answer the young man's questioning!

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