I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

An Bulang once had a bold dream.

He wanted his father to be proud of him.

He wants to have the same achievements as his father.

He wants to get rid of the title of Emperor's Son, and rely on his own strength to spread his name throughout the Hongmeng Universe!

Now it seems that all his wishes have come true at this moment

He can proudly tell others that he is the pride of his father.

He can proudly say that he stepped out of his father's halo and realized himself.

He even made the name of Emperor Bulang resound throughout the universe through his own efforts!

Who doesn't know the heavens and the world? Who is disrespectful?

Lang'er? Why are you crying? Immortal Emperor An Lin looked at the young man who suddenly burst into tears with some concern.

No. The boy in white shook his head, I just think I'm too awesome.

Immortal Emperor Anlin:

Is it okay to cry because of being so awesome?

Everyone returned to Xiandi Palace.

The news of Immortal Emperor Anlin's birth spread like crazy throughout the Hongmeng Universe.

The six high-ranking emperors who besieged and killed the Immortal Emperor all fell, and none survived.

Even though he knew that Immortal Emperor Anlin was powerful, he was still shocked by such a result.

The Hongmeng people also understood at this moment that the Immortal Emperor Palace is already in the most powerful and complete state at this moment, and no one in the heavens and worlds dares to provoke such an existence.

Even all the powers of the Hongmeng universe combined cannot beat an Immortal Emperor Palace.

This is the strongest force in the heavens and the world!

The majestic gate of the Immortal Emperor Palace appeared in front of him.

Immortal Emperor Anlin returned to the Imperial Palace, sighing softly: I heard that the Immortal Emperor's Palace was taken down by several great emperors. If I was there at that time, how could they break through such an important place?

Empress Suzaku rolled her eyes and said, If you were there, they wouldn't have started this war at all.

Immortal Emperor Anlin was taken aback for a moment, then felt that it made sense.

An Bulang admired him very much. A few simple exchanges revealed the imposing personality of an immortal emperor.

He couldn't help thinking, if he didn't sit in the Immortal Emperor Palace in the past, would it also have the effect of deterring the heavens and the world?

Unfortunately, such associations are impossible to achieve.

Today's Immortal Emperor Palace is full of bosses, and there is no one who dares to covet the existence of Immortal Emperor Palace.

Invincible is how lonely.

This sentence vividly and perfectly interprets the current state of the Immortal Emperor Palace.

An Bulang sat drinking tea with his father and discussed.

He told his father about his feelings about opening the nine doors of truth, and his father told him about his feelings about breaking open the door of truth and eating the door of truth.

Both parties have made great progress through in-depth exchanges on one side.

An Bulang was amazed at his father's unconventional way of cultivation.

The Immortal Emperor marveled at how his son had reached the end of the truth.

We chatted and chatted, and we talked about major emotional matters.

Immortal Emperor Anlin took a sip of tea, winked at An Bulang, and secretly sent a voice transmission: Son, you can mess around with your cultivation, but you must not waste your time with emotional matters.

An Bulang said in surprise: Lang? I'm not! I don't have feelings.

Oh, stop making excuses, look at those beauties in your Langmeng, which one is not interesting to you? Immortal Emperor An Lin sneered, with an expression that I have seen through you for a long time, and his eyes fell on the girls of Langmeng .

Su Mu has a quiet demeanor, and his face is white and clear, like a beautiful woman standing alone on the lake.

Mo Shi's eyes are like autumn water, and the lively and energetic eyes make the slightly sick face look even more lovely.

Ji Yinyin is connected with water and fire, yin and yang are born together, and there are traces of the great way in her extremely beautiful eyes. She sits quietly on the top of the mountain, with a beauty that is rare for fairies.

It's just that she also secretly looked at the boy in white, always the same.

In another place where weapons were refined, there was a simple and lovely Bailong and Jin Yuexi who were discussing the issue of refining weapons, looking at each other with dazzling eyes.

There is also an ancient immortal, who is equally as beautiful as a dream, picking up stars on a boat on the lake, like a fairy left behind in nine days.

One, two, three, four, five the Immortal Emperor was counting the women who had something to do with An Bulang.

An Bulang was shocked: If you count Yinyin and the others, I will admit it, but if you count a pig for me, that would be too much!!

Zhu Peng Xianzun is very beautiful, but if you take off her clothes, she will turn into a pig!

Just imagine, on the wedding night in the bridal chamber, he took Zhu Pengxianzun to the bridal chamber, took off the clothes of the beautiful fairy, and was excited, only to find that the lady lying on the bed had turned into a pink and tender little suckling pig

This picture is simply unimaginable!

Immortal Emperor Anlin tried to think about it, and sure enough, his scalp tingled.

Ahem, Zhu Peng Xianzun can ignore it for now, but you have several of them.

Father, I just want to concentrate on my practice now, and I don't want to fall in love.

An Bulang shook his head seriously, his eyes firm.

You are number one in all worlds, what else do you want to do? Hurry up and find someone!

Dressed in Tsing Yi, she walked slowly, with a bit of urging in her beautiful eyes.

Mother, I'm still young. An Bulang sighed.

Heh, he is already in his dozen years, how can he be young? Empress Suzaku sneered.

An Bulang was speechless for a while.

Is it true that every time you get old, your family likes to urge you to get married?

Even a family like Xiandi Palace cannot avoid this kind of thing.

But An Bulang is really not in a hurry, he still wants to continue surfing.

How can I be worthy of my own cultivation without spending more than a hundred or two hundred thousand years?

When An Lin and Xu Xiaolan saw their son's unmoved and profligate appearance, they knew they couldn't be bothered.

They also had to give up.

An Bulang continued to practice Taoism and raise fish.

As time passed, everyone's practice was on the right track, and they were all making rapid progress.

Until another ten years passed.

An Bulang has failed during this time, and his cultivation base has not increased at all.

However, during this period of time, he refined the Yellow Emperor seal into an imperial weapon.

There is no other reason, simply because the Yellow Emperor Seal is a nine-turn artifact, the closest weapon to an imperial weapon.

When the Emperor Artifact was formed, a large number of creatures in the Hongmeng Universe were foaming at the mouth and retching, and even the emperors of the Immortal Emperor Palace retreated in horror, showing the strength of the Yellow Emperor Seal.

During this period of time, there was another great joy, that is, his beloved apprentice Ji Yinyin finally broke through the fairyland.

The girl who broke through the yin and yang dual spiritual roots to the holy level, formed a yin and yang dao lotus, and came to the young man holding the yin and yang dao lotus in her hands, and made her bravest move so far

A few days later, there was a change in Hongmeng Tiandao.

The auspicious colors illuminated the heavens and myriad worlds, and mysterious and mysterious auras enveloped the entire world.

All living beings can see the lingering colored lights and hear the fairy sounds, a feeling of extra lightness and comfort, which makes them feel as if their own lives have been sublimated.

The existences standing at the pinnacle of the primordial universe all opened their pupils and looked towards the sky with shock and excitement in their expressions.

An Bulang opened his pupils, also looking at the sky.

Daogen, who had been standing still for a long time, suddenly felt a certain looseness.

Self-sublimation of Hongmeng Universe

here we go!