I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

At the moment, Anlin saw that the real dragon looked up and saw Suzaku dance for nine days.

In the distance, Zhuoma and Apollo are running all the way.

They remembered the past that was pursued by An Lin and Yan Qingyu.

Now they are still being chased.

Only the chasing of their power was replaced by Yu Qingyu and Long Aotian.

"Oh, the top dragons in the late stage of the glory, like the funeral dog, escaped, really to the West Longlin face." Long Aotian in the pursuit of killing, not forgetting to ridicule a few words.

Dolma, the **** of Frost and Cold, didn't want to talk, and put a few cold farts on the two behind him.

Long proud eye brow wrinkled, Zhang mouth is a breath, directly broke the Zhuoma's extremely cold energy bombardment, attacked the tail of the Frost Dragon.

Zhuoma's wings flickered, and the body side shifted off, flexibly avoiding the breath of Long Aotian.

Do not say anything else, she is still a lot better than before, but after all, practice makes perfect.

However, this time there are some differences, because the two chasing her late returning powers are very proud and violent.

Yan Qingyu did not want to expand his own Shinto swords field again, extending vertically for hundreds of miles, and pointing to the back of Zhuoma in the distance.

Jianguang penetrates the void, as if it is a cold mang of the sky, breaking the wall of Zhuoma's Shinto and exploding on the ass!

"Hey!" Dolma screamed, and the huge body was crumbling.

"Apollo, save me!" Dolma shouted for help again.

Apollo had no choice but to rescue himself.

It still can't sit idly by the crisis of Zhuoma.

"Wanyang Spark!"

Apollo turned, the huge Yan wing stretched, as if the prehistoric beast that took off, facing the Qi Qingyu and Long Aotian behind him.

Tens of thousands of fireballs containing the power of Shinto, like the sparks of the stars.

Qi Qingyu draws a sword and smashes it, smashing one fireball.

Long Aotian's body swims, and the speed is extremely fast. It turns into a white light. When Doma's figure is unstable, he seizes the opportunity to fall behind Zhuoma.

"Give me down!"

A white flat circular aperture, spread from the dragon's claws, covered in the sky above Dolma, suddenly shocked!

The terrible shock shock shocked Dolma and screamed, and the body fell to the ground again.

Long Aotian smiled a little and was about to chase Zhuoma. Apollo’s Yangyan attack once again struck his footsteps.

"Flee! I can't drag the two dragons for how long!"

Apollo screamed, his feet were together, and his thick legs crossed and sat in the void.

Yan Qingyu and Long Aotian were puzzled by this weird posture, and they saw a big day behind Apollo, as if they were sunrise in the East, and the light shone across the heavens and the earth.

"Great God inflammation, shine!"

On the big day behind Apollo, a beam of light suddenly burst out, traversing the void, like a shining light shining through the world, nowhere to avoid.

An escaped beam of light shines on the earth, and it instantly burns the earth out of a huge hollow, and the mud and rock formations are melted without a trace.

When Yan Qingyu and Long Aotian saw their faces and changed their faces, they had to stop their steps and exert a powerful technique to resist the terrible Shinto sun.

Zhuoma seized the opportunity, stabilized his figure, and fled again in the distance.

"Yu Qingyu, Long Aotian, Anlin, you all remembered me, and one day, I will ask for it all!"

Zhuo Ma gnashed his teeth and said, suddenly raised his head and found a woman in Tsing Yi, standing on the void with a sword, seems to be waiting for her.

"It's you!" Zhuo Ma doubled his eyes and remembered the woman who was robbing. She couldn't help but scream. "There are new areas to return to the virtual and dare to block the road, I don't know how to live!"

Yes, the Tsing Yi woman is just Xu Jinlan who has just been promoted to the virtual world!

The Frost Dragon is not losing momentum, and the two claws tear the void, carrying a great power, and slamming the woman in front of the Tsing Yi.

The new returning imaginary power is like an ant in front of her. It is the object that can be squeezed to death. Now she uses real power to face it. It is entirely out of the lion's struggle for rabbits.

In the face of a light stroke, let the virtual claws crack the giant claws, Xu Xiaolan is just a cross sword in front.

boom!

Sparks splash, energy surges for several kilometers.

The power came from the sea, and Xu Xiaolan, who held the sword, pushed the kilometer, but the speed of the retreat became slower and slower.

Zhuoma changed her face at this moment. She felt a terrible power from the blade of the claw.

The dragon's pupil shrinks: "How is this?"

Xu Xiaolan looked up, and the golden color of the eyes was pure enough for Zhuoma to feel the heart: "Zhuoma, are you prepared to bear the consequences for me and Anlin?"

The Tsing Yi woman appeared behind the white flames of the white flames. When the lotus feet stepped, the figure disappeared into place.

Although Zhuoma was seriously injured, the perception was still extremely sensitive. He said that he turned his body and his claws screamed in a direction toward the void!

Sure enough, the next moment, Xu Xiaolan's figure appeared in the place of the void ~www.readwn.com~ However, the claws have not stabbed the woman, and the woman has turned into a burst of electric light to dissipate in the void.

"Four holy souls, condense my blood blade, smash the original sword, swear by God!"

With a humming voice, Xu Xiaolan appeared behind Zhuoma.

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The dragon-sword sword is intended to be on this spurt, and the soul of the sacred beast is attached to the blade, which is turned into a sacred fire, and the back of the frosty dragon squats down!

The white swordsman horrified the night sky.

This sword, at the same time contains the most pure power of the real dragon and the power of Suzaku. The edge has both the thunder of the dragon and the blood of the drizzle.

It is the sword that Xu Xiaolan swayed out after returning to the virtual world with all his strength!

A sword that has captured the color of heaven and earth!

At high altitude, the pain of the **** of frost, Dolma, resounded through the clouds.

An extremely large gap appeared on the back of the dragon, and blood sprang from it.

The dragon, which was nearly ten miles away, fell from the sky, slammed into the waves, and finally fell to the ground, causing the whole earth to tremble.

Yan Qingyu, Long Aotian, Apollo, all turned their eyes to the direction of Xu Xiaolan, watching the falling dragons falling on the earth, and the beautiful and beautiful Tsing Yi women standing on the sky, they were all awkward and felt ridiculous. Very incredible.

One is the new dying power of the new, and the other is that the powerful Zhuoma, who has realized the power of the Shinto, is seriously injured and should not be bullied by a woman who has just ended the robbery! !

A thought, suddenly risen in the hearts of these dragons.

Xu Xiaolan, who has just succeeded in the robbery, is so horrible!