I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

More than twenty miles away, a small red mushroom cloud rose from the ground.

Countless birds and beasts were frightened and fled in all directions.

The fifteen surviving demons who were still clamoring to avenge the Ruby Demon King were stunned by the scene before them, their legs trembling uncontrollably.

Fake... Fake... An arrow can have such terrifying power?

Is this the power that a great cultivator at the Tianyuan Realm can control?

Some Mozu fighters are already desperate.

Facing such a powerful enemy, no matter how many fighters they come, they are still delivering food to the enemy!

Although An Bulang didn't mention that arrow clearly, it was obviously aimed at the fleeing Black Dream Demon General. Facing such a terrifying arrow, how could the seriously injured Black Dream Demon survive?

Even the Black Dream Demon generals couldn't escape, so how could they, these little fellows, escape?

A series of analyzes made the demon fighters even more desperate.

The enemy can be killed from such a distance, Master is out of the sky! Ji Yinyin's face was full of admiration, her eyes were about to burst into stars. Seeing that the overall situation was settled, she finally dared to run out of her house and approached An Bulang secretly.

At this time, in the entire demon territory, except for the male pet who fled everywhere, there were only fifteen demon fighters in the Naling Realm left, and all of them were seriously injured. Ji Yinyin was confident to deal with them.

An Bulang just stood where he was, slowly changing from a bow-drawing posture to standing gracefully, and turned to look at the demon fighters around him. Whoever glanced at him, whose legs trembled uncontrollably.

Facing the terrifying existence of two great demon generals and a great demon king who had killed two demon generals in front of them, if they didn't immediately kneel down and beg for mercy, they would already have a lot of backbone!

When they were thinking about how to escape desperately.

Pfft... An Bulang couldn't hold back, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

His body was trembling, and finally fell down, half kneeling on the ground.

This... All the demons were startled.

They looked at An Bulang in disbelief.

Is this big monk injured?

Shouldn't it be pretending? He is acting to lure us to attack him...

It might be fishing!

Stupid! If he is as powerful as before, does he need to act against us? I think he just couldn't hold on, the injury was too serious, and that's why he fell down!

Let's go together, killing him is a great achievement!

Some demon fighters are already ready to move.

Is An Bulang acting?

Really not!

He really has reached his limit!

Since he was forcibly dropped out of the country and practiced again, he has not experienced such a fierce battle.

The battle with the Red Jade Demon King was a life-and-death struggle. At the end of the battle, his body was overwhelmed. In the end, in order to kill the Black Dream Demon General, he even had to spit out blood and forcibly cast the derivation technique of the immortal law. Overdrawn all the energy of the body.

This is just great.

He really played off.

After an arrow was shot, the body suddenly reached its limit, the whole body was weak and weak, and could not even perform the most common spells, and might even pass out at any time.

An Bulang wanted to pretend to be aggressive and scare away these demon fighters.

As a result, his body didn't allow him, and he couldn't put it on, so he vomited blood and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, several demon fighters could no longer hold back, and slowly drew closer.

At this time, there was a clear and crisp shout suddenly from a distance.

Don't hurt my master!

Ji Yinyin, dressed in purple, galloped across the snow from afar.

She wanted to approach slowly, but what happened before her eyes made her know that she couldn't wait any longer.

Yinyin. An Bulang was startled when he saw the woman running towards him, and stopped him aloud, Don't come here, it's dangerous here!

All the demon creatures were amazed by Ji Yinyin's beautiful appearance, but they soon came back to their senses and were overjoyed. They were worrying that An Bulang would fight back when he died. If they caught the woman in front of them, wouldn't they be more sure of forcing An Bulang to submit?

Hey, little beauty, where are you going? A combatant of the second level of Naling, who was closest to Ji Yinyin, grinned, with black mist wrapped in his hands blocking Ji Yinyin's front, his eyes were still on Ji Yinyin's delicate snow-white eyes Moving on the skin, he licked his lips.

The opponent is just a little cultivator at the ninth level of the Mysterious Physique, he can take it down by himself...

Go away!

When Ji Yinyin saw the demon fighter, she didn't stop at all. She suddenly stretched out her slender fingers and pointed at the demon fighter.

The demon fighters simply ignored Ji Yinyin's attack.

What is there to be afraid of a little cultivator with a nine-level mysterious body?

His hands have already blocked all Ji Yinyin's escape routes. One hand is grabbing her waist and the other is grabbing her neck. In less than a second, that flowery beauty will be tightly pinched by him.

But soon, the demon fighter was horrified to find that the finger had touched his forehead at some point.

So fast! !

The demon fighter wanted to hide, but it was too late. A cold force from nowhere made his movements slow, making him unable to dodge or even resist the attack of this finger!

Chi!

The blue light on the fingertips bursts out.

An extremely cloudy sky!

There was a loud bang.

The heads of the demon fighters turned into blood ice and exploded.

The headless body fell limply.

Ji Yinyin didn't even take a second look, the enemy stepped over the corpse and ran towards An Bulang.

A demon fighter at the second level of Na Ling was killed by a cultivator at the ninth level of the Mysterious Physique?

The rest of the surviving demons were all a little panicked by Ji Yinyin's crisp and sharp performance. It's okay to be a big one with terrifying strength, but why is it that small ones are not easy to mess with?

In the blink of an eye, Ji Yinyin ran to An Bulang's side.

Master, are you okay?

Ji Yinyin took An Bulang's arm, trying to hug An Bulang.

Don't...don't do this, let me sit, standing is too tiring. An Bulang shook his head vigorously.

Hearing this, Ji Yinyin carefully put An Bulang down, her beautiful eyes were full of worry: Master, what should we do now?

She thought that An Bulang could still run, but she didn't expect that An Bulang could even struggle to stand up at this moment, and now the situation of the two of them became a little troublesome...

I don't know... An Bulang glanced at the demon fighters who were still not giving up and were still approaching cautiously, and sighed, If you didn't show up, you could still live, so you shouldn't have come ...

When Ji Yinyin heard this, her eyes turned red immediately, and she cried, I will not abandon Master, if I die, I will die with Master!

After hearing this, An Bulang was a little moved: Finally, I didn't accept you as an apprentice in vain.

Master, Yinyin still has a wish before she dies, can you grant me? Ji Yinyin asked.

Tell me. An Bulang said instinctively, I will satisfy you if I can do it.

Let me kiss you. Ji Yinyin wrapped one hand around An Bulang's neck, her delicate lips were slightly pursed, and approached An Bulang's mouth.

An Bulang was startled: Don't do this!

I thought of a way, I thought of a way to get out of the desperate situation!!