I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Yimeng was very angry, and the humiliation of Anlin chasing his **** was still in front of him.

"You are self-investing in the net, don't blame me for being so hot!"

With a big hand, he directly ordered: "All the returning imaginary dragons will give me a fight, surrender to Anlin and others, no matter what life or death!"

As a result of this statement, the ten returning imaginary dragons including the Dragon King, only four stood up.

Four return to virtual dragon: "???"

Yimeng widened his eyes and looked at the other five to return to the virtual dragon: "What are you doing?"

Yan Mingyu and Yan Qingyu pleaded: "Are we not swearing by the heart, you know."

Yimeng returned to God at this time. Before seeing Anlin, he was really stunned by anger and forgot to swear by the veins.

But it doesn't matter, there are two big backs, and it is more than enough for Anlin and others!

The Dragon King turned his eyes to Zhu Xianyu, Lu Zhenhai, and Xiao Xiao Dance: "What are you doing?"

敖仙玉目 expressionlessly said: "Father, Anlin is not a fool. After you ran, he has already let me swear by the heart, can not handle the people of the Forty-nine sects..."

Lu Zhenhai then opened: "Me too."

Yimeng’s eyes rolled round and opened his mouth, but he didn’t know what to say.

The mood in the heart surged, as if there were 10,000 beasts.

"That little dance you..." Yimeng paused for a moment, and said this.

The little dance tone is soft and slow, and I am slow: "Don't worry, Father, I won't let Anlin bully us..."

Yimeng breathed a sigh of relief and was about to talk.

"But I will not take the initiative to play. If I am not careful, I will be swearing," then we will have finished playing in the Dragon Court!"

Yimeng: "..."

The words are stuck in the throat and can't be said.

Anlin almost didn't laugh out when he saw it. He pressed his fist with his palm and squeaked. He smiled with a good smile: "So, do you only have these four people to give me a boxing punch?"

The four returning imaginary dragons trembled, silently retreating behind the dragon king Yimeng, looking up at the sky, blowing a whistle, as if nothing had happened.

In the late period of the four major retreats of Long Ting, none of them came out. And among the four of them, the highest level is also the middle of the return to the virtual, this strength and Anlin fight?

Beat a fart! Isn't this going to find abuse? !

It’s not a big enemy of life and death. Why bother to take this insult?

Yimeng saw this scene, his face became a pig liver color, and his teeth were about to burst into flames.

Are these four nine sects born by Kron Ting?

It shouldn't be a glimpse of the mine a few months ago!

Yimeng repented and became angry.

The two waves of power are deadlocked in place.

The little dances don’t go out, and the dragons and the strong are not afraid to marry the fourty-nine sects.

Anlin will not take the initiative to play with Long Ting, because once the small dance is serious, he is estimated to be unable to eat, the risk is too great, it is better to be more harmonious.

"Ha ha ha... I didn't expect this ancestor to be so interesting... I was not so bored at all." A loud voice suddenly sounded, and the sound waves that were inadvertently generated even formed a shock wave, which made a huge gap in the radius of dozens of miles. Waves.

The beastmaster raised his head and a smile appeared on his face. The cyan lines on his skin were criss-crossed on his face like a gully, slightly wrinkled.

This smile is very magical, indicating that it is very pleasant to eat melon.

"Well, the time of worshiping the ancestors has arrived. Please ask the qualified juniors of the dragons to go to the Dragon Turtle God Mountain to worship the ancestors."

Bang!

A translucent blue aperture begins to appear, which is the protective enchantment set by the tyrant.

At the same time, a blue water-grained light door appeared in front of the mountain.

Through the information provided by Beilian, Anlin and others know that Guangmen is the channel for screening for the place to enter the ancestral ancestry. If it can pass, it means that you are a descendant recognized by the ancestors.

"Let's go!" Yimeng endured the anger in his heart, glanced at Anlin and others, and led a group of dragons to form a human form and flew to the Guangmen.

Anlin and others looked at each other and began to follow them.

The dragons of the East China Sea Dragon Ting pass through the light gate.

Yimeng saw that Anlin and others followed, and his eyes shone with dangerous light: "Oh... the heart of Anlin’s lord is really big, dare to let Xiaoze enter this mountain alone. I will wait for the dragon to be good. 'This family..."

Xiao Ze smiled slightly, and there was no slight tension on his face.

He swayed into the water-grain door passage: "The dragon king boy, you have to entertain the uncle, and wait uncomfortably, I am asking you."

"Who do you say kid?!" Yimeng’s eyes were tempted to anger.

"Tell you." Xiao Ze admitted calmly.

The great power of the dragons in the late period of the virtual swearing has been sworn, and the other dying powers are in his eyes, no matter how the hospitality is given to him.

Xiao Ze went in, and the whole process was not rejected by the tyrannical enchantment.

"You are alone here, I have a hundred ways to make you unable to mix in the Dragon Turtle Mountain." The face of Yimeng showed a cruel smile.

But at this moment, a touch of beautiful blue shadow passed through the light door and came to Xiao Ze’s side.

Whether it is Yimeng or other strong dragons, all of them are forced to stay in place.

"This... how did you come in?" Cui Mingyu exclaimed.

"Hey predecessors, now this situation... Is there something wrong?" Yi Meng muttered, saying, he turned his eyes to the hegemony.

As a result, he was too lazy to go back, but he looked at the front with a gaze.

The land where the dragons worship their ancestors is inaccessible without the existence of the dragon's blood. This is not a violation of the tyrants, because it is the rules set by the ancestors!

However, the human woman in front of them has refreshed their three views!

Yes, she is Xu Xiaolan of the Forty-nine Immortals!

"She can pass through the enchantment of the tyrant, and it proves that her identity has been recognized by the ancestors. This is absolutely not wrong. Can it be said that..."

A piece of information appeared in his mind~www.readwn.com~Xu Xiaolan heard that it was a disciple of Zhu Quezong...

A piece of conjecture that has never been mentioned, never thought of to understand and explore, suddenly flooded into the heart of the old dragon king, let it breathe.

"Who are you?" The dragons couldn't help but say.

Facing the shock and incomprehension of the dragons.

Xu Xiaolan did not pay attention.

So she stood quietly beside Xiaoze, carrying the show's head, her eyes clear and quiet, and her youthful dances danced gracefully like a green lotus, and there was a dusty holiness in her pride.

From a blood point of view, she and the other dragons who are opposite are basically relatives.

But she will not recognize this identity.

Unless the little dance is going to kill her...

Yes, this is an agreement with Anlin.

Otherwise, Anlin did not worry that Xu Xiaolan followed Xiao Ze into the dragon's forbidden land.

"Xiaolan really went in, I will try it too." Dina followed at the back, and then slammed into the enchantment.

"Xiao Na, you are not a dragon, don't be tossed!" An Lin smiled slightly, grabbing the shackles on the enchantment, wanting to take her away.

Suddenly, his hand was accidentally passed through the enchanted light door.

As the enchantment is nothing.

An Lin: "???"

Anlin thinks that there is something wrong with it.

He inserted his hand toward the front of the water-grained door and found that the light door did not exclude him.

Anlin suddenly had a bold idea.

He took a deep breath and took a step and walked into the water-grain gate.

Three seconds later, An Lin appeared beside Xiao Ze and Xu Xiaolan, and some scratched his head.

In front of him, the East China Sea Dragon Court and the strong, the forty-nine sects of the strong, all stunned!

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