I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Anlin’s perception of his own blood will not go wrong.

Even Xiaolan, I feel a familiar atmosphere from this blood.

So both of them are dumbfounded, and the feeling of absurdity and shock is mixed.

"I am looking forward to the incomparable blood family to the treasure, turned out to be a drop of my blood?" An Lin widened his eyes and muttered.

Xu Xiaolan stunned his eyebrows and couldn’t help but smile: "Is it possible, for the blood family, is it really a treasure?"

Cocosty, Myron, and Taber were how to be accepted by Anlin. She knew it, so although it was very unexpected, it seems to be reasonable.

Anlin was somewhat disappointed. He also wanted to rob a wave of auctions to the treasure. As a result, this is to rob himself of a drop of blood? What a joke! !

But think carefully, this is reasonable.

His blood has an incalculable benefit for the blood family. Cocosty, Myron, Taber, as evidenced by his blood's simultaneous acquisition of the **** Son.

What is Cocosti doing for this?

She is bloodthirsty, she can't be willing to let the blood go hand in hand.

In the mind of Anlin, the electric light flashed and he said: "Is it difficult... She is helping me to recruit her men? First, conquer them with blood, and then introduce them to me?"

There is another basis for this speculation. His blood can only be tolerated by the power of the mid-term and beyond. And the power of Eliza and Simpson on the field, which happens to be the mid-term power of the virtual, may not be accidental!

Anlin has already thought of Cocosty's ability to bring the blood to the genius, pointing to him to say to the **** abilities that this is our holy ancestor, and then the **** abilities can look like a stern...

Anlin and Xu Xiaolan were completely uninterested in the blood, but the **** strong people seemed to fall into the collective climax, and they were very excited to discuss, praise, and longed for...

Even Eliza and Simpson, who returned to the virtual world, also showed their desire.

The blood family is extremely sensitive to the blood, and they can feel the extraordinary blood.

"Don't say it... hurry up the auction!" Eliza's body trembled, Yinhong's eyes blazed, and the white face's face was filled with a strange flush.

Starbucks proudly smiled and sighed: "This drop of the blood of the ancestors is precious, taking a drop. For our blood family, the effect is even worse than the high-ranking elixir! The Son of the Coco will make a guarantee for this blood. After that, you will definitely be cool!"

"The starting price... one million Lingshi!"

This statement came out, the audience was amazed!

This is just a drop of blood! The starting price of a drop of blood is higher than the black feathers of the late gods that are extremely difficult to capture on the mainland!

It is true that it is the blood of the ancestors?

The blood races were shocked but did not refute the price.

Xu Xiaolan quietly pinched An Lin’s arm and whispered softly: “Your blood is really worth it...”

Anlin did not speak, but his eyes burst into infinite light.

"I think... I found a new continent to make money!"

Xu Xiaolan: "..."

"Do you want to sell blood?" Xu Xiaolan looked at Anlin without a word.

"Yes!" Anlin’s eyes broke out, “selling blood to make money and developing the next line of the line... Hey, Cocosti is really a genius! How much I want for the blood of the Holy Father, how much I have!”

“At the same time, I will limit the supply of goods. After all, things are rare.”

"Diamonds can make a treasure that is precious. Why can't my blood of the ancestors sell the price? And my blood is really amazing for the blood family!"

Xu Xiaolan rolled his eyes and said: "Do you really regard yourself as a sage?"

"In any case, only Cocosty can enter the blood sacred place. What they say is nothing. No one can prove that my blood is not the blood of the ancestors." Anlin smiled proudly.

Xu Xiaolan has some concerns: "It will be very dangerous to continue doing this, if you are accidentally noticed by the above people..."

Anlin nodded: "Be careful to sail for thousands of years, and we will slowly plan after we go back."

At this time, the blood has already started to bid!

The medium-sized Zongmen’s **** of the gods has also joined the auction lineup.

Only, they will not shoot soon, because not so much money!

Some of the lords even borrowed money from the people around them, and they took the blood anyway.

However, the biggest winners are Simpson and Eliza. As a virtual power, they have already prepared enough funds for this auction!

The auction is in hot weather.

Eliza and Simpson are all red eyes.

Anlin had to feel the wonderful operation of Cocosty again, deliberately arranging two conditions suitable for the return to the virtual medium-term competition, gaining talents, but also winning a huge amount of property due to competition, and win-win!

In the end, his blood was taken by Simpson at a price of 1.8 million Lingshi.

It has almost doubled compared to the starting price!

People are stupid enough... no! This is the pursuit of life and the Tao!

Anlin smiled and said: "Xiaolan... I am ready to start."

Xu Xiaolan nodded silently and waited.

"Below, please Simpson's lord, take the stage to receive the blood of the Holy Father!" Starbucks faced the bustling **** people under the stage, excited to open the door.

Just then, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him!

Not Simpson, but a stranger.

Starbucks' face changed, the speed of the person in front of him was too fast, and it was followed by a golden fist that made him feel guilty!

The speed is too fast to escape!

Bang!

A loud noise.

The new lord of the bones of the blood sect, Buck, was blown by a punch!

It was the **** version of Anlin, who was already standing on the high platform. There were thousands of **** people who were caught in a brief mistake and shocked.

"Bold, dare to force the blood of the Holy Father!" Simpson, who had a hard time to shoot the blood, exploded in an instant, and he stood up when he stood up.

"Simpson's friend is flustered, this blood is wrapped in a strong protection enchantment, even if it is the power of the late return to the virtual, it can't be broken in a short time!" The ancestor Balk of the **** blood sect is still quiet at the moment. Extremely strong, just a breath of breath, but it has given people a feeling of suffocation.

Obviously, he is also very angry at the moment.

Bang! It was another loud noise.

The enchantment wrapped in blood was broken.

An Lin, whose eyes are flashing with the white mans, throws blood into his mouth and tastes it: "Oh, it’s really the blood of the Holy Father, great!!"

That's right, it really is the blood of Laozi, it's really hammered...

Simpson: "..."

Balk: "..."

Simpson looked at Balk, and looked blank: "Isn't it said that the power of the late return can not be cracked in a short time?"

This big man~www.readwn.com~ feels that he has been played.

"Come, don't let him run, grab him for me!" Balk was angry.

The guardian squad was also launched at the same time.

Countless **** strong people broke out with a strong breath.

In the vast lobby, the sea-like killings almost open the huge dome.

Oh...

Three sweet sounds came.

Simpson +1, Balk +1, Starbucks +1.

"Oh, this is really polite. I suddenly helped the three!"

An Lin’s mouth twitched and smiled.

He slowly took out the sword of victory and defeated the sword. In the face of the powerful gods under the stage, he returned to the virtual power and was full of war. "Next, let me kill him and turn it up!"