I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

"Nonsense, a life, how can it divide the flesh and the spirit into two distinct states and fight at the same time!" The ancient devil snarled.

It has seen the strongest who have brought the flesh to the extreme, such as the holy martial arts. I have also seen strong people who exercise the spirit of the spirit to the extreme, such as the virtual spirit. However, at the same time, the spirit will be exercised to the extreme, and at the same time let them fight, it has never been seen before, unheard of! !

Anlin’s hands were behind him: “The summer worms can’t speak the ice, and the frogs can’t speak the sea.”

The soul of Anlin is faint: "No one can speak."

The ancient demon **** suddenly exploded.

He is the demon **** of a domain, and he was described by a returning monk in this sentence?

"Kill you!!"

The wounds of the ancient demon gods quickly squirmed and then healed.

At the same time, its body became reddish in black and a **** mark appeared on the head.

"Sword is coming!"

A lacquered black, bladeless arrow that is taller than its body flies in its hands. The ancient demon gods changed their momentum and became the ultimate hegemony and killing. They once again vacated and rushed to Anlin.

"Playing a sword with me?" An Lin was covered in seven kinds of holy fires, and the evil spirits behind him rose to the sky and fell on his hands. In this way, he took the victory of the evil sword in the state of the fire holy mode, and directly slammed toward the ancient demon **** who flew toward him.

"Evil swordsmanship, royal king!"

The overbearing dark swordsman, under his powerful force, stretched for dozens of miles, as if a dark blade that split the sky, fell from the sky.

The ancient demon **** is also a roar, and the body of his own demon is pushed to the extreme, holding a sharp epee and slamming into the sky, facing the majestic endless front.

boom! !

Black swordsman and red swordsman collide.

One is as if to devouring all the sorcerer's true martial art, one is full of killing, as if to open up a strong sword of the wild.

Both forces are the most arrogant, the most unreasonable, they are strangling each other, as if they are caught in a stalemate.

At the edge of the black and red collision, a touch of blue light at an incredible speed approached the ancient demon god, holding two golden swords in his hand, and slamming the sword into the hard and strong chest of the ancient demon.

"Ah!!" The ancient demon felt that his soul was being torn open, a terrible pain deep into the soul, as if to engulf it.

That blue light is the soul of Anlin!

The ancient demon **** was a heavy heart, and his own breath began to be disordered. The dark black swordsman finally got even better, breaking through the swordsmanship of the ancient demon **** and squatting on the other's body.

Hey! !

The sword gas shocked, tore the body of the demon, and even with its body, fell together on the ground, tearing the earth out of a shocking crack.

The ancient gods have not been more than a minute old, and they have been thrown into the dust.

It struggled to stand up, screaming at the flames, and the huge sword wound on the chest was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I have a half-step creation, and I have been frustrated in front of a returning monk. This is absolutely shame for me!" The ancient demon looked at the two Anlin in the sky, a blue The viscous energy mass of the ink suddenly surged around the body, covering the whole body like a armor.

"The most important moment in the creation of the world, I didn't want to use this power..."

"But I can't help it... I want to kill you now!"

The scorpion of the ancient demon **** turned from dark red to red, so he stared at An Lin.

Anlin feels that the other person's eyes seem to have a whirlpool that can devour everything that is in sight, as if there is an independent world in his eyes, and it is the supreme god.

The body of the ancient demon **** has also shrunk a circle, but the explosive energy contained in the body has skyrocketed. The most embarrassing thing is the unknown energy of the layer of blue ink on the outside of the body surface, which makes Anlin feel the unprecedented danger.

"Do you know what this is?" The ancient demon **** has one hand, and a blue-colored ball appears in the palm of his hand, waving a little at Anlin.

"Hey!!"

The blue ink ball suddenly turned into a blue afterimage, penetrated the air, penetrated the void, penetrated everything, and landed directly in front of Anlin!

Anlin's eyelids jumped wildly, and the turtles in front of him and the Tianjia in Xuanwu Town felt the fatal danger. They spontaneously started up in an instant and built two layers of green oil defense in front of them.

The blue ink energy first touched Anlin's tortoise turtle armor.

That extremely pure and crazy energy, as if at the beginning of the avenue, at the beginning of the world, never dies, and soon the tortoise turtle's turtle shell is torn apart! !

Anlin felt the difference in power level from above.

Hey! !

The energy of the blue ink collides with the armor of the artifact Xuanwu Town.

The hardness of the defensive artifact level is absolutely unsolvable, but Anlin actually heard the sound of the artifact rupture, although it is very subtle, but it is clear in the ear...

Immediately after ~www.readwn.com~ the endless power of the majestic, it has already been applied to his body along the shell.

Bang...

Anlin was pushed by the black ink energy like a rocket, and he flew hundreds of miles.

The ancient demon **** slowly floated, looking at some of the gods of the gods, An Lin, smiled and said: "Seeing no, this is the real power gap, detached from the world, direct to the power of the source!!"

It spread out in the palm of the hand, a ball of blue ink, once again appeared in its palm, unpredictable, power can be said: "Every creation god, when they go to the limit, they will master one A special kind of power, source."

"And my source is the source of magic..."

The ancient devil looked at the power in his hand and showed his obsessive color: "It is proud and tough, endless in war, not indestructible... What a beautiful and perfect power..."

The soul of An Lin’s mouth is slightly pumped, and the body is like an electric light and thunder. It directly rushes to the front of the ancient demon god. The ancient demon **** is still at the crucial moment of narcissism, and the soul of the sword is condensed in the hands, violently facing each other’s head. Sting up.

The ancient devil did not hide, but suddenly there was a blue-colored barrier on his head.

The sword light, which has always been unfavorable, screams sharply on the barrier.

The soul of Anlin was shocked. In the next moment, the blue ink ball in the hands of the ancient demon **** had already burst open. It was like a rainy pear flower, which turned into thousands of small flying swords, and instantly pierced the body of the soul. Ten thousand holes.

The soul of An Lin screamed and his body collapsed.

The ancient demon **** glanced at the cracked blue ink barrier outside his head, faintly said: "Your spirit is very strong, stronger than me, but unfortunately there is no strong physical support, it is too fragile..."

The ancient devil looked at the man in the distance with a sneer: "You still have no means to use it. If not, then you can die."