I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

"What sound?" The face of the river changed greatly and looked at the sky.

The sky does not know when it has become a piece of platinum.

The energy of the white gold is spreading all the time, accompanied by the heat that is unimaginable, as if it could melt everything in the world into ashes.

Then, a figure of all-in-one Platinum, lined up with endless energy, slowly descending from the sky, overlooking the immortals who kept running.

The pressure of terror falls down, and even the horror to the immortals is difficult to maintain.

The immortals who came from the Shenyuan continent gradually became confused and fearful.

What is this enemy? How can there be such a terrible existence?

Just feeling the momentum of the other side, I know that the other party's horror is even more terrible than the previous Bai Yixian Wang Jingsheng.

This time, even the gods of the river, Yan Ji, Wang Chen, and the faces of the three emperors have a touch of fear. They are powerful and therefore more able to experience each other's horror. It is a feeling of facing the sky, as if the whole sky, the whole world will kill them.

The other party is so supreme, the gods are endless...

"How powerful is our temptation?" The voice of the river **** has been a little trembling.

Before eager to compete with the master, Wang Chen, who is forced to wind like this, is even more pressing the trembling hilt, completely afraid to play a sword and fight. He has never felt this sense of oppression and horror, feeling that he is as small as the ants on the ground.

"Predecessors, all this is a misunderstanding, can we talk about it?" Yan Ji's pretty face barely squeezed a smile and used the title. Ever since she entered the kingdom of the kingdom, she has not been as humble as it is now after she has been proud of the entire mainland.

However, the high-spirited god, looking at the immortals indifferently, did not give any response at all, but was constantly approaching, and the radiance of the **** ring on his head became more and more dazzling.

"He... is he a god?" Shizhen's face was pale.

The rest of the immortals are also terrified. They thought that the fairy kingdom was the highest realm, but after seeing this god, they knew that it was not the same level as the fairy kingdom.

It turns out that this world level is so high?

The most unfortunate thing is that they have nothing to do, will they be surrounded by such a terrible god?

They also want to represent the Shenyuan continent to fight in the outer world. Now it seems that this idea is a joke...

Oh! !

The white gold gods tore the void, and soon rushed to the forefront of the hundred-year-old array, the top of the head was full of glory, and the fist fell!

Hey! ! !

The fist collided on the big array.

Terror to unimaginable power, pouring down.

The large array of joint exhibitions by hundreds of cents and the three great kings suddenly appeared innumerable cracks, and the immortals in the big array were vomited by the power.

At the same time, an extremely hot high temperature began to spew out from the fist, so that the immortals were in a fire and hell, feeling hot and intolerable.

The immortals are almost desperate. The other side will only use their strongest cards and the final snuggle to split. What kind of terrorist power is this?

"Black and white fairy rebellion, Zhou Tian reincarnation!!" The river **** screamed.

The large array of black and white colors suddenly had a huge force to turn back, and the fiery punch of the gods circulated in the big circle, and it was actually bombarded on his own.

The gods were bounced back by the force of the reversal of the big squad.

"Crash!" The river **** shouted.

All the immortals immediately rushed to the far side to escape.

They escaped quickly, but the **** was faster.

The gods quickly rushed into the sky above the big array. One hand stirred the white gold high temperature, and the hollow of the hundreds of miles was burned and twisted, and fell against the big array below.

"Tian Shen Shu, high energy falling into the palm of the hand."

The white gold giant palms fall from the sky, and all the immortals have a sense of despair that has nowhere to hide.

The giant palm carries an unimaginable high temperature. The high temperature can melt all the high law, melt the surface of the big array, and the majestic giants fall, and countless immortals are like flying birds, vomiting blood and falling to the sea.

More than a dozen lucky people with bad luck are just in the palm of their hand, and they are directly melted into blue smoke by unimaginable high temperatures.

Yang Lingqian was also broken and retorted by a large array of vomiting blood falling into the sea.

Subsequently, Bai Qionghai suddenly turned into a hot sea like a hot pot. Many immortals screamed and flew out from the bottom of the sea again. As a result, there were gods on the sky, and they also released hot and horrible heat.

This is really a big horror.

The immortals looked at the great figure like a god, and despair began to spread.

Their squad has been broken, what else can you rely on?

"Predecessors, we are coming from the source of the gods. If you don't welcome us, we will go back." The river **** looked up at the glory of the great day, the **** of the world, and shouted loudly.

The rest of the immortals heard this sentence, my heart is a sadness.

They are coming from the wind, and haven’t seriously seen the world before, have they fled back to the original world? How terrible is this world...

Although the immortals were very worried, they did not speak. They know that in this situation, it is good to be able to save their lives, and to take care of so many faces.

The gods in the sky overlooked the fairy under the sky and suddenly laughed: "God is the mainland? Right, the humans inside are all damn, rest assured, they will soon be with you to die..."

The river **** widened his eyes. Obviously, he did not expect to say this himself. The other party’s thoughts of killing them were so firm and strong.

At this time, the six great white-winged kings of the realm of the soul ~ www.readwn.com ~ millions of white-winged strong, have been surrounded by, surrounded by a network of all the desperate despair.

All immortals are in despair.

They all turned their attention to the three kings, but found that the kings were also helpless.

At this time, Yang Lingqian seems to think of something like it. The look of a face is against the gods: "Do you know Anlin in your predecessors? Our forty-nine centuries are his affiliated forces!"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone's face changed. Yes, if Anlin has a relationship with this horrible force, they can't say that there is room for communication.

They all hold the last hope and look at the god.

Then, seeing the indifferent face of the gods suddenly stiffened, the supreme breath seemed to have become weaker. The rest of the white-winged creatures that surround them are even more turbulent.

The hearts of the immortals are stunned.

Is there a play? !

"Is it the power of Anlin?" The indifferent face of the gods is no longer, but it reveals a cruelty and madness. "That's great, I can kill even better!"

Without it, the rest of the white-winged creatures have rushed to the public.

"Kill!!"

"Everyone who killed the Forty-Nine Palaces!!"

"Ha ha ha...!"

Unlike the previous high and above, almost all the white-winged creatures are excited, just more crazy to kill these immortals.

All the immortals are forced, and they are arrogant. This Nima shouts out the name of An Lin, the effect is there, but the **** has the opposite effect! !

Yang Lingqian is even more pretty, looking at the overwhelming enemies, the last straw in my heart has finally fallen completely, crushing her hopes.

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