I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

For the first time, An Lin and Xu Xiaolan felt that Yu Qingyu was so handsome.

There is more to return to the virtual late stage to help each other, and their chances of living are even greater!

"Hey! It’s an unreasonable madman! You will regret the decision made today!" Apollo was in the flames of gold flame. "We have no time, Zhuoma, you are responsible for dragging Qi Qingyu, I am going to put Anlin solved!"

Zhuo Ma shuddered: "I can't drag him in this state, and he will be hacked to death."

Apollo: "Then I dragged Yu Qingyu, don't let me down!"

After all, it stretched out its wings and pounced on Yu Qingyu.

"The sun commandment!"

Apollo's wings suddenly stretched for dozens of miles, wrapped in 敖晴玉, with the body and the Shinto become the strongest cage of the rules of the rules!

"Your sword may have nothing to keep, but it will not extinguish my eternal yang!"

Just when Apollo was trapped in Yuqingyu, the **** of frost, Zhuoma, rushed to Anlin and Xu Xiaolan.

Above the sky, Bai Lei Suzaku is also at this moment, choose to rush to Xu Xiaolan!

A dragon and a bird, in this case, inexplicably combined attack!

Anlin felt desperate at this moment.

If he chooses to defend, he will block the thunder, then according to the urinary nature of God, I am afraid that there will be the 82nd Thunder, until you die.

This can be referred to as death.

But if you don't defend it, you will be able to withstand the thunder and the attack of Dolma. Even if Anlin has the body of the **** of war, it can't be eaten! !

Not to mention Xiaolan next to him.

Both sides are dead, this is the real desperate!

Xu Xiaolan apparently realized this, and seized An Lin’s hand, and his body trembled.

"Death!" Dolma snorted, and spit out the horrible Shinto breath again.

At this moment, Bai Hong Guan Tian, ​​smashed the Shinto breath.

A red and white dragon came through the void and crashed into the belly of Zhuoma!

Juli came to the sea.

The impact of the waves is tens of thousands of meters!

Zhuoma's eyes are round and the abdomen is sunken, and it is a blood spit out!

"Oh wow!" The huge frosty dragon, like a cannonball, flies backwards.

The dragon stood proudly and smiled softly: "The dragon court is still saved, at least the son of Qi Qingyu is more sensible than before."

An Lin and Xu Xiaolan looked at this strange dragon and forced it.

Who is this goods?

They still have time to sort out their thoughts, and Bai Lei Suzaku has fallen from the sky.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth are filled with endless white Raymond, which is even more dazzling than the sun, covering up everything in the world.

Anlin has already used lightning-harvesting to fight the speed of the robbery.

Since there are already strong foreign aid to help them, then all they have to do is to rob!

The energy of the white thrush is different from that of the golden thunder. It does not contain the power to destroy the void. Instead, it is a purifying force, a force that seems to purify the world's designated things into nothingness!

Yes, it is not that purification is harmless.

If the way to purify is to remove everything that is not pleasing to the eye, then this thunder is a terrible force.

Xu Xiaolan was so screamed again that this time, the power of Suzaku in her body spontaneously operated, resisting and absorbing the power of Suzaku.

But this power is still terrible.

The blood of the Suzaku can absorb the power of the thunder, but the thunder is not a stream, it can be slowly loaded. It is a raging river, and the Suzaku blood cannot absorb so much energy at the same time.

The extra energy is raging in Xu Xiaolan's body, destroying everything that is encountered!

An Qilin tried his best to motivate Xu Xiaolan’s thunder to enter Anlin’s sea, but the speed was not fast enough.

Anlin was in a hurry.

Within the sea.

The Suzaku, who has been circling the void, arrogant and ignorant, suddenly looked up and looked up.

"Hey!"

The crisp sound is in the air.

Anlin’s eyes flashed a glimpse of a white flame of Suzaku.

This is the state of his Suzaku possession, helping to control the state of fire alchemy!

He did not reject this state, but instead released all the control rights!

An extremely powerful suction, produced from the hands of An Lin, **** the Suzaku Thunder on Xu Xiaolan's body, and the whales swallow the sea, sucking all the thunder of the woman's body!

In the sea of ​​gas, the flame Suzaku grows the feather of white thunder.

An Qilin shouted protests and thundered, feeling that he couldn't help but fight. Because Suzaku took all the thunder energies that entered this sea of ​​air this time, all of them were taken away.

Suzaku Thunder dissipated.

A man stands on the ground.

His hand is still holding a Tsingyi woman sitting on the floor.

Xu Xiaolan sat on the ground with his knees closed and closed his eyes. It seemed to have entered a state of meditation.

There was an angry roar in the distant sky: "Who are you, why should you obstruct my actions?"

Zhuoma, who was at a loss, was furious and snarled at the oriental dragon in front of her.

The red and white dragon, who is long and graceful, has a strong posture and strong and powerful, smiles lightly and says: "Zhuoma, you are really forgetful. I wanted to play with you when I was in the early days of the ancient world. "

Zhuoma heard a glimpse of it, and then an ancient memory finally emerged in his mind.

Her pupils shrank and she was shocked: "It turned out to be you, the former leader of the Sanctuary who followed the Shenyin Tianlong female battle, Long Ao!"

"Oh, it seems that you still have no dementia." Red and white dragon laughed.

"But I don't call Longao now, my name is" Red and White Dragon looks up at the sky, looks stunned and can't be alive, "Long Aotian!"

Zhuoma opened his mouth.

Anlin also opened his mouth.

He finally understood and understood why this dragon would save him and Xu Xiaolan. It turns out that this dragon is the dragon pride in the dragon tomb in the winter!

At that time ~www.readwn.com~ An Lin also named him Long Aotian.

A proud proud of the nine days of independence!

"I originally only wanted to observe in the distance, the younger generation who got the true voice of the gods broke through the illusion, but you didn't even know how to make trouble."

Long Aotian said, the claws suddenly entangled in the golden streamer, and the bloodthirsty and brutal warfare gradually appeared in his eyes: "Since it is here, then never go!"

"Mom, this girl is really not reliable!" Apollo, who released the sun cage with his body and Shinto, couldn't stand it, changed his body, and fled in the distance without saying anything.

The arrival of Long Aotian is doomed to this battle, and they have not taken up any cheap.

Qi Qingyu white clothes fluttering, the footsteps come from the void, the sword has not been sent, but the void has split.

He glanced at Long Aotian and said faintly: "You are here."

"Yes, I am coming." Long Aotian nodded.

"You don't have to come, I am enough." Yan Qingyu looks cold and indifferent.

"Oh, I like to fight more recently. I want to get a handful of dragons who are going back to the virtual stage." Long Ao Tianfeng is light and empty.

Anlin couldn't help it: "Let's talk again, the two dragons really ran!"

"Reassured, they can't escape."

"Everything is under control." Long Aotian double red.

Anlin: ""

I always feel that listening to them is so tired!

A sentence sounds very arrogant, but don't just brag about it!

When two people meet, what is the style of painting?

Long Aotian and Yan Qingyu began to show their magical powers and chased the lizard dragon in front.

Also at this moment, above the sky, thunderclouds are scattered.

The meditation woman in Tsing Yi, slamming the golden eyes, the world is like the dawn of dawn!