I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

In this battlefield, the power of returning to the late stage is a real threat to Xu Xiaolan.

This kind of threat can be removed one is one.

The dragon **** of the dragon in the West, Zhuo Ma, let her fall here.

Anlin put on the magic star coat, and opened the wind wing behind him. The force of the 鲲peng emptiness enveloped the whole body and used all the power to fly. This only barely kept up with the speed of the 敖晴.

"Hehetangtang, the **** of frost and cold in the West Longlin, has only escaped a journey now?" Yan Qingyu smirked with disdain.

Zhuoma is not moving, the wings are a few dozen miles away, buttocks continue to spit out the extreme cold energy impact, hindering the pursuit of Yu Qingyu.

Yu Qingyu uses language to despise and force, and Zhuoma is fart.

A language insult, a physical and chemical insult, difficult to distinguish.

But no matter what, the distance is still getting closer.

On the one hand, the speed of Yu Qingyu after using the secret method is indeed faster than that of Zhuoma. On the other hand, Zhuoma is actually injured, and her speed is getting slower and slower.

"嗷呜" Zhuoma suddenly screamed in the sky, his voice was empty and far away.

Qi Qingyu's eyes are cold, and the sword is pulled out instantly.

This distance is within the scope of the attack!

A long-and-white sword-like man, scratching the sky and falling on the ice wing of Zhuoma.

Hey!

Blood splashes.

Zhuoma screamed and fell to the ground.

"Is it bleeding?"

Anlin, far away, was surprised to see this scene.

But in the next moment, the wing that was cut off suddenly flew the body of the ice dragon, condensed and merged, and once again became a living wing, and the wings fluttered and continued to flee.

"Oh, you can't escape the palm."

Yan Qingyu sneered aloud, and smashed hundreds of swords at the end of Zhuoma!

Zhuoma opened his mouth to the front, and a small snowball was spit out like a cannonball.

In the next breath, the huge frost dragon was smashed into a hundred breaks!

On the occasion of a piece of ice and flowers, the small snowball split.

A small ice dragon jumped out of the snowball and flew away in the distance.

That little ice dragon is the body of the frost dragon Dolma!

Seeing this scene of Anlin, once again opened his eyes, this Zhuoma has too many tricks.

"A good move is to smash the shell." Yan Qingyu's face changed again and chased it up again. This time the distance was a bit too big, it is likely to be lost!

"嗷呜"

Zhuoma also screamed in the sky, his voice was empty and far away. Later, she turned her head behind her and looked at Yu Mingyu. It seemed to be a bit smug in her eyes, and it seemed to be laughing at it.

She once again incarnates the ten-mile dragon, and is about to humiliate her as she is chasing after her, and when her **** is raised, she suddenly feels a sharp tingling in her stomach.

"puff!"

The blue mixed liquid suddenly exploded from the hole!

Yan Qingyu was shocked by this scene.

He thought that he would face a terrible cold energy shock, but did not expect it to be Zhuoma's real excrement! As a last resort, he had to take a sword and break it.

After the Zhuoma bombing, there was a burst of tears.

At this moment, the man who was covered in black air, rushed with a long sword.

Wind sword!

He fell down with a sword and tore a huge gap in the body of Zhuoma!

"Hey!" Zhuo Ma screamed, turning his wings like a slap.

The power is horrible and carries the crushing power, which makes the space of the ten-mile radius twist and tear.

Anlin turned into a white mist to dissipate and dissipated in place.

Foggy fairy!

"An Lin! Hugh to grab my prey!" After a brief loss of life, Yan Qingyu finally screamed angrily, Jianguang once again fell on Zhuoma.

Zhuoma screamed and the body was torn apart into a huge gap.

"Nerve disease? Who wants to grab you, I am afraid that Zhuoma will escape, this will help you." In the void, once again condensed Anlin's figure, faintly open.

Qi Qingyu heard a word, then angered: "Will you help me? When I am stupid? To be honest, do you also have dragon blood?!"

During the talk, I still don't forget to use the sword net to drag Zhuoma's escape.

Thanks to Anlin's series of operations, Yan Qingyu once again caught up with Zhuoma.

Yan Qingyu wants to quickly kill Zhuoma and not give Anlin a chance.

After all, whoever ends the Dolma life will get the power of the dragon. Anlin must have the Dragon's blood, and is rushing to absorb the power of the dragon!

Yan Qingyu felt that her inference was flawless.

When Anlin heard the words of Yu Qingyu, he couldn’t help but turn a blind eye: "Oh, I was not stupid if you were not, but now I heard your words and I changed my mind."

"You!" Yan Qingyu really wanted to cut Anlin with a sword, but he couldn't cut it because he had already sworn in with his heart.

I am so angry!

Yan Qingyu was furious and took a sword against Zhuoma.

Poor Zhuoma, what gold cockroaches shelled, smashed the sky, darkness Chen Cang, moved flowers and wood, have used it, can no longer lie to Qi Qingyu, and was cut a sword.

"Hey!"

Zhuoma was very wronged. Why did the human being provoke the Qingyu to be angry, and Qi Qingyu wanted to cut her?

"Give up, you can't escape my palm."

敖晴玉 holding the sword and the power of the world to go empty, faintly open ~www.readwn.com~ If you fight to death, at least you can die with dignity. ”

In the face of the imposing Qi Qingyu, Zhuo Ma rarely stopped, and the square was once again turned into a snow and ice world, and the extreme cold power invaded Yu Qingyu and An Lin.

Anlin felt that the blood in the body seemed to be coagulated by the cold force. Not only did the movement slow down, but even the five senses became slower.

This is a field that is mixed with the power of Dolma's Shinto, and its strength even breaks the defense of his **** of war!

Yan Qingyu haha ​​smiled: "This is like a real strong!"

"Do you really think that I heard your words, touched, and then stopped?" Zhuoma sneered.

"Is it difficult for you to win me?" Yan Qingyu's face is disdainful, the long sword is in front of him, and the sword is green and jade.

With a sword, he is not afraid of any enemy.

"Hahaha Doma may not win you, but add me?" A majestic voice came from the horizon.

Then, the dazzling white thunder light reflected the night sky as white.

The horror to the suffocating power began to come to the world.

Yan Qingyu's face changed greatly: "Is the **** of thunder in the West Dragon Forest, Zeus?"

"Ha ha ha is right!"

Zhuoma laughed and smiled. His eyes were filled with grievances: "What do you think is the strange roar that I used to be when I was chased? It was not for expressing emotions, but for giving power to the Western Dragons. The highest aid signal!"

"The luck is really good. It is Zeus, the **** of killing and speed. You are not able to escape!"

Between the words, the dark clouds obscured the stars.

The sound of Wan Lei’s roaring shocked the world.

A white light in the thunder sea.

Zeus, the **** of the West Dragon Forest, is finally coming to the world!