I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

All the cents are desperate.

Can't stop it, can't stop it.

They are all going to die here!

"Yang Lingqian, blame you, nothing to mention Anlin." European balcony bite.

"That is, their killing has become more intense now. If you don't mention that person, our hopes of breaking through will be a bit bigger!" Shi Zhen also complained with hate.

Yang Lingqian has been too lazy to refute, and this time it makes sense to say this.

The three kings are soaring and want to die.

The river **** holds the golden fork and inserts it into the sea: "Turning the sky!"

Bai Qionghai violently surging, provoked tens of thousands of feet of sky-shattering waves, wrapped in the enormous kinetic energy of the road containing the gods, angered the gods in the sky.

"Da Mingyang fire!" Yan Ji bite the red lips, spit out the blood into the fireball in his hand, the red fireball suddenly began to swell, the hot inflammation can seem to incinerate everything in the world.

Wang Chen is in a short-lived sword, Baimang divides the water, and the fingertips fall on the body of the gods. Jianwei is faster than the thunder: "Instantaneous!"

The fairy kings also used the fairy method of the bottom of their own pressure box.

The monks also began to fight back and fight against the white-winged spirits of the white-winged army. Even Yang Lingqian was no exception. The scene was a bit tragic.

However, their desperate rebellion, in the eyes of the immediate power, is only in vain.

The hot spirit of Platinum, just a hand smashed, smashed Wang Chen’s ecstasy, and stretched out his fingers. The tens of thousands of swells of the sky were frozen by the incomprehensible low temperature into a static ice. One blow, the fire of the big Mingyang fireball of Yan Ji, was blown away, as if the heat of the flame accumulated before was fake.

Then, it patted the three **** who were beaten.

The celestial kings were all shot to vomit blood and fell to the ocean.

It is simply and neat, and it is absolutely hot. It does not look at the highest strength of the Shenyuan continent. This is the true power of the gods, and it brings the ghosts and gods who have lost their dreams.

"It's time to end it all." The **** above the sky, with one hand and a hollow hand, the sky's atmosphere surging, began to become the extremely hot white gold.

If this white gold falls from the sky, it can instantly burn these celestial high temperatures.

"Is it really necessary to die like this? Ming Ming even hasn't seen your face..." Yang Lingqian looked at the horror energy on the sky, and said with bitterness and grievances.

She is full of hope, and she wants to talk to the man to say something, how to express, how to describe the changes of the source of the mainland for more than 100 years, but did not expect to come to his world, not yet I will be killed when I meet him...

"Oh? Who do you want to meet? Me?"

A gentle, soft voice rang.

Yang Lingqian felt that the sound was familiar, and then it seemed to think of something like it. The body fluttered, and the beautiful man turned directly to the front, and suddenly he was stunned.

A touch of white clothes took up all her sight.

The whole world seems to be quiet at this moment.

This back is really familiar, familiar with her can not help but directly exclaimed.

"An Lin!!"

As soon as this statement came out, all the immortals were stunned.

They all found that the figure suddenly appeared.

When he began to turn around, the handsome and elegant face, the dusty appearance, and the temperament of the unscrupulous, like the appearance of the first World War.

The immortals thought that they had forgotten this past legend, but when they saw Anlin, they discovered that the man’s back was branded in their hearts.

"An Lin, it really is you..." Yang Lingqian’s eyes were red, and there was tears in his throat.

"I suddenly felt the fluctuation of the bracelet I sent you, and I came along with the fluctuations. I really didn't expect that you came to the mainland from the Yuanyuan continent." Anlin smiled.

Yang Lingqian heard this, licking the delicate red lips, the heart is full of warm feeling.

The river **** flew out of the sea, and it was a bit embarrassing to see this scene: "It is really you, Anlin, you really have appeared..."

The rest of the immortals are also very surprised.

"I am not dreaming, is it really him?"

"Great, it is Anlin Xian Wang back!"

"But even if he came, he was sent to die. Can a fairy kingdom change any battle situation? What are the three kings of the kings here pressed into?" Shizhen did not hope for the arrival of Anlin.

"That's not necessarily, Anlin's combat power is not as good as Wang Chen, but if Anlin can get to know other strong people in this world, maybe we still have a chance to turn over..." The European balcony is a few more for Anlin. Expectation.

The appearance of Anlin attracted the attention of the immortal.

They obviously have regarded Anlin as their last hope, although this hope is very embarrassing.

Just as everyone thought that Anlin wanted to move out a friend, and when he relied on the mountain to support the scene, he saw that the white man did not do anything, so he stood still in the same place.

In contrast, the white-winged creatures have tacitly stopped the attack, and they have looked at Anlin as they are.

The horror of the gods in the sky, the breath suddenly stagnate, the appearance of indifference and arrogance disappeared completely, replaced by the dignity of the face and the enemies.

"An Lin... How are you here?!"

The white man smiled a little: "I will pick them up."

"Do you know where this is?!" The gods screamed like a roar.

"Ha ha ha..." An Lin smiled. "You forgot how I was beaten as a dog at the beginning? Don't you give me a roll?!"

All the celestial beings are smashed, is this Anlin not to be killed, even the strong existence of hard bars?

Shi Zhen and others are even more worried ~ www.readwn.com ~ They thought that An Lin was to save them, did not expect that this is actually to save, but also to provoke the other side?

The next moment.

Bang! ! !

A more terrifying momentum suddenly broke out from An Lin.

An Lin’s eyes suddenly turned into pure gold, and the golden fluctuations spread thousands of miles.

Super **** power! !

At this moment, the immortals seem to have seen a **** who stands proudly for nine days. He is boundless and stalwart, and it is indescribable and great, and it is easy to step on everything under the feet.

The pressure is too horrible, and it is more powerful than the gods in the sky. Even if this momentum is not directed at the immortals, the immortals still give birth to an impulse to worship him, and this is the impulse of life instinct. .

At this moment, millions of Tianren people's spirits were all crushed by the momentum of this ocean, and they were densely packed. The following torrential rains hit the sea and the waters rose.

The celestial beings were stunned and for a moment they forgot to think.

In their eyes, even the six white-winged spirits who can fight the beauty of the kingdom can not withstand the invincible momentum and begin to fall to the surface.

The gods in the sky, the body trembled violently, but never shot.

"The garbage is cleaned up, now you are planning to play with me, or do you roll yourself?!" Anlin took the hand behind him and looked up at the god, faintly speaking.

Whether it is the poetry and other people who return to the virtual level, or Wang Chen and others who are in harmony, they look at the scene in front of them and look at the white dress.

The image of this white man is becoming more and more vivid, and it is so vivid that they re-remember the appearance of the white dress standing proudly in the fairy.

White robes, peerless!

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