I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

An Bulang first entered the "Treasure Passage", just stepped into a golden channel, the light of the night pearl shone like a day, the walls were made of pure gold, and the precious stones as large as stones were inlaid on it. , Dazzling so that people can not open their eyes.

　　 This is the light of sulking.

　　 If people of ordinary world come here, I am afraid they would have to peel off the entire wall and take it away.

　　An Bulang glanced at it, and he was too lazy to look at it.

　　 He was no longer interested in these things. After the battle of Freedom Avenue, he was thrown away as a lot of such things.

　　 There is no way, it really takes up too much space for taking refuge, these things are not worthy of wasting his space for taking refuge!

　　 walked forward without squinting.

The scenes of 　　 passageways have become more and more luxurious, from gold to precious stones to various rare treasures, handed down paintings, masterpieces, all of which are exciting things, and seem to seduce people passing by.

　　 This may be a trap...

　　An Bulang silently reminded himself.

　　Finally, after walking hundreds of meters, the wall in front of him turned into a space piled with fluorescent flashing spirit stones. This scene is enough to make all monks jealous!

　　An Bulang smiled: "Do you think I am the kind of monk who sees money?"

Yes!

　　An Bu Lang is like a hungry wolf rushing to the Lingshi space!

"Boom!" When his hand touched the spirit stone, the general energy was destroyed, and suddenly his hand that touched the spirit stone quickly poured along the surface of the spirit stone, and then flowed all over the body, trying to put the man's body in front of him. destroy!

　　 "His...oh...comfortable..."

　　The feeling of calmness changed from sudden stimulation to numbness and then to enjoyment.

　　 This energy is deadly for the weak monk, but for the twenty-three body of the metaphysical body, it is similar to the current massage, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

　　After a while, he took out a shovel with golden light from Na Jie.

　　 Vantage high-level magic weapon: Rongguang Battle Shovel.

　　 Features: Particularly sharp, suitable for shoveling.

　　Is the wall full of spirit stones in front of me, isn't it a superb treasure?

　　An Bulang smiled, and he smiled more and more happy.

　　 He shoveled hard with a shovel, and the sharp tearing sound echoed through the passage, and dozens of spirit stones gurgled to the ground, making a crisp sound.

The mysterious energy on the wall of the spirit stone did not seem to be that An Bulang really dared to start his spirit stone. It seemed to have been stimulated, and it hit the body of An Bulang more frantically, but An Bulang just flicked his body and continued to be happy. Digging mine.

　　 "Digging money ~~~"

　　 "Today's people, I'm so happy..."

　　The young man hummed mysterious ballads, and the shovel of light melting in his hands kept on screaming, digging the spirit stones on the surface of the wall, and countless spirit stones fell to the ground, and then he was caught by An Bulang.

　　 Mysterious energy is very desperate, but thrown at perseveringly attacking the miners, but somehow, the terrible energy that used to be fainted by the entrants in the past has no effect on the youth in front of him.

　　 "Ouch...comfortable..."

　　 "Oh... cool... hiss... I've made it!"

　　An Bulang enjoys electrotherapy while happily mining.

　　 The more the mysterious energy attacks the more anxious, the more desperate you are. Imagine that when you exhaust all the attacks, you only get comfortable moans from the enemy. What kind of mood do you feel?

　　 In the end, the mysterious energy was finally exhausted.

　　 The entire Lingshi Avenue was completely dug by An Bulang.

　　 The spirit stone road that once shone brilliantly, moved the soul, and made countless monks covet it, has now become a common, bumpy stone wall.

　　If it is not kindhearted, press a few night pearls on the Lingshi Avenue, this avenue will become a dark ghost road...

　　An Bulang looked at the loot in the ring and smiled like a child.

　　 fifty thousand spirit stones, get!

　　It took him a lot of time to dig the spirit stone.

　　 But it’s worth the effort. At least it’s the most generous income of Lingshi except An Bu Lang except Liberty Avenue, which is very happy.

　　 He counted the number of spirit stones in the ring, and counted the remaining spirit stones after the harvest on Liberty Avenue. There are a total of 100,000 spirit stones. This is already an astronomical figure for ordinary monks!

　　At least, the Tianyuanjing monk he had seen was not so rich!

　　 "This Tomb of White King is quite generous..."

　　 "Not as stingy as you think!"

　　An Bulang is in a good mood, and continues to walk forward.

　　 Even if he does not have any gains on his next trip, he is satisfied.

　　Not only that, but also silently give praise to the White King's Tomb.

　　 Passing Lingshi Avenue, there is a dazzling light.

　　 He seemed to have come to a new world, the sky was earthy yellow, the ground was covered with yellow sand, there were a large number of suspended apertures in the distance, and there were enchanting magic weapons in the aperture!

　　 "Oh my god! It's all magic, and there are so many!" An Bulang's eyes shone slightly.

　　He found that there are hundreds of suspended apertures, which means that there are hundreds of magic weapons!

　　 magic weapons, each of which is a powerful weapon condensed with heaven and earth treasures, even if it is an ordinary magic weapon, it is also valuable, and it is definitely worth fighting for!

　　An Bulang swallowed and swallowed, and moved forward without hesitation.

　　 Boom!

　　 The earth of Huangsha tremors suddenly.

　　 One by one, the soldiers composed of yellow sand holding weapons, suddenly appeared on the ground, roughly counted, there were hundreds.

　　 "Those who break into the land of treasure, die!"

　　The sand soldiers roared and suddenly rushed towards Anbu Lang with their weapons in hand.

　　 Each of them moves extremely fast, and the fluctuations emanating from it are all ninefold. What is the concept of the existence of hundreds of mysterious bodies and ninefold? Enough to kill dozens of powerhouses in the spirit realm!

　　 Without the supervisor of the mentor, An Bulang would not pretend.

　　He suddenly appeared a seven-corner ice flower shining with a deep blue light.

　　 "Sky-level spells, big ice sky palm!"

　　An Bulang half-kneeled to the ground, palm to the ground.

　　 hum...... The seven-corner ice flower skyrocketed wildly on the yellow sand, covering hundreds of feet on the yellow sand, covering hundreds of sand soldiers, and the water vapor began to rise...

　　An Bulang looked at the Sand Corps who was about to rush in front of him.

　　 The ground ice flowers burst into extreme cold power.

　　Kaka...

　　 The ground freezes.

　　 The air condenses.

　　 The speed of hundreds of sand soldiers suddenly became extremely slow and then solidified.

　　An Bulang stood up and walked slowly between the solidified soldiers of sand soldiers. An unknown wind blew through. The solidified sand soldiers dissipated behind him like yellow sand, disappearing to nowhere.

　　When he was a hundred feet away from the aperture, the Huangsha land suddenly exploded violently, and a dozen or so Huangsha generals in stunning metal outfits rushed to the white man.

　　 They are either holding a huge sand knife, or pedaling on sand sculptures, or singing.

　　 An Bulang is much lazy to take a look, facing the powerful yellow sand creatures who can cut through the spiritual realm, it is a normal punch.

　　嘭!

　　The air squeezed so hard that it twisted.

　　 The yellow sand general with the sandblade had not fallen, and the body and the big sword were blown into scattered sand by the terrifying fist power.

　　 The general who stepped on the sand sculpture was even frustrated by the fist, and fell directly from the sand sculpture. Then he was punched by An Bulang and blasted again.

　　 Singing yellow sand law will suddenly put the scepter into the sky: "Yellow sand meteorite!"

　　The blade of yellow sand came down from the sky, like a knife rain falling from the sky.

　　 But those knives fell on An Bulang's body, but they slammed into finely crushed sand, unable to cut the seemingly delicate skin of An Bulang.

　　Huang Shafa changed her face, chanted again, and then took a punch.

　　嘭!

　　 The law is gone.

　　The powerful Huang Sha generals, so that An Bulang was punched one by one, one punch, all of them were wiped out in a blink of an eye.

　　An Bu Lang is like an invincible God of War, pushing all the way, moving on, and finally walking to the suspended aperture with magic weapons...

　　 "Eh... There are so many magic weapons, but how do I get it?" An Bulang murmured to himself.

　　 "Good question!" At this time, suddenly a rough voice came.

　　 The wind blew.

　　 Blown up the yellow sand.

　　 Then, Huang Sha condensed into an old man floating in the air.

　　 This old man is extremely weird, not to mention the whole body is made of sand, the key is that it is particularly fat, and there are no legs, the upper body is like a big tumbler, but also proudly stroking the sand beard.

　　 "Congratulations to the loved ones!"

　　 "He Xi You Yuanren!"

　　The fat man in sand said kindly.

　　 "You can pass the test of treasure and walk all the way without being obsessed with worldly treasures or greedy for spiritual spirits. This is extremely rare. It shows the strength of your heart!" Sha Fatzi shook his head and praised.

　　An Bulang blinked his eyes, not greedy for spiritual stones?

　　Is this fat man talking about me?

　　 Before boasting about me, can't I see what the Lingshi Avenue has become?

　　 Faced with the praise of the fat man, An Bulang nodded with a smile on his face: "Predecessors are ridiculous. UU reading books www.uukanshu.com"

　　The fat man saw the later generations with courtesy, a kind smile, and continued: "You can then pass through the sand soldiers and the sand guard to snipe, which shows your strength!"

　　 "So, you already have the qualification to choose one of the magic weapons!"

　　An Bulang was dumbfounded when he heard Sha Fatzi's last words.

　　Choose a magic weapon?

"Next, as long as you release your own blood, you will be able to establish contact with 121 magic weapons on the field. Among them, choose a magic weapon to take away!" Sha Fatzi shook his head.

　　 "There are a total of 109 vantage magic weapons and 12 mysterious magic weapons. I hope you can get your favorite magic weapon. Now, you can start." Sha Fatzi said with a smile.

　　An Bulang couldn't help but say: "Why can I only get one, can't I get more?"

　　 "No, this is the rule!" Sha Fatzi shook his head.

　　 actually understands the human language, is it a conscious sand man?

　　An Bulang was shocked for a while, and then he was slightly happy.

　　 "But I was still on the gate of the White King's Tomb, I saw a sentence..."

　　An Bulang looked at Fat Sha and smiled with a deep meaning: "That sentence is like this: Welcome some people to the king's tomb, there are many treasures in the tomb, even those who are able to take it!"

　　 "What do you mean?" Fatty Sha lost her smile and narrowed her eyes slightly. .

　　An Bulang pointed to all the magic weapons on the field and said: "I want all these magic weapons!"

　　 "I have this skill, no one can stop me!!"