I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Anlin has only one fifth of his life left.

If he hangs again, it is really a life.

He can't let this happen, he still wants to marry and have a child with Xu Xiaolan!

"Now my strength is already very strong. Even in the world of creation, it is absolutely top-notch. It belongs to the extent that it can smash the star field and create a world with the opening of the mainland." The strength of the body, slowly open the way.

This kind of strength has already fallen to the peak in the early days of the mainland.

However, he feels that it is not enough. This kind of strength can only be replaced by the highest authority. The strength of the earth gods does not mean that the rest of the high gods are so powerful. At least he knows that the power of God of Light tomorrow is stronger than that of the earth gods. As for how strong, he still doesn't know...

All in all, he still has the danger of corruption!

If you want to protect your partner and protect Xiaolan, you must become stronger and become stronger!

Anlin’s gaze gradually became firmer.

He decided to continue to look at the system and look at the column of cultivation.

Yes, he intends to continue to become stronger, and it is best to become a world of creation. Then even if the other high gods unite to fight him, he will not panic!

The column of the system realm has been covered by a layer of white fog at the moment.

Anlin’s exploration with consciousness was unsuccessful. This is why he has not seen how to improve his cultivation until now.

But now, he has a way to break the white fog.

Because he found his dark sacredness to be successful, he was able to take the initiative to touch the system in his mind and swallow the wrapped white mist!

"Oh... it seems that the system is not omnipotent. If you want to cover the realm, then my darkness will take off your fig leaf, oh..." Anlin smiled happily.

He used the darkness to gradually swallow the white mist of the system.

Finally, the realm of the system realm finally reveals the true face of Lushan.

An Lin’s sly smile also solidified on his face at this moment.

In the middle of the joint road, the conditions are met: the host is already a mature cultivator, and the society must learn to cultivate it.

This sentence, like a magic sound, has become the only sentence in his mind.

The host is already a mature cultivator, so learn to cultivate yourself.

The host is already a mature cultivator, so learn to cultivate yourself.

The host is already a mature cultivator, so learn to cultivate yourself.

......

Mature cultivator, do you cultivate yourself?

Anlin’s eyes are all wet. You have turned my path of practice into such a way that the result is no matter what I am? Is it irresponsible? Want me to cultivate my own? What am I doing with a Pippi shrimp? ! !

"System sister, although you usually have a bit of pit, but I know, you still love me very much, don't leave me, okay? We continue to practice happily?" Anlin kept pleading.

However, the system seems to be dead, and there is no response at all.

"Is it OK?"

"The line also says something."

"No, let's say something..."

"I beg you, don't ignore people..."

......

"Hey! Garbage system!"

"Slag system!!"

An Lin's eyes are red, and the mouth is shouting.

"An Lin, brother, how are you crying?" Sun Wukong was scratching his head and curious.

"No, I don't have it. I am practicing the water system." An Lin quickly wiped away the tears on his face, and his voice choked.

Sun Wukong looked at Ann Lin with a shocked look: "Don't be a silly monkey!"

"You are a monkey, don't bother me!!" An Lin blinked and asked for a vent.

Sun Wukong was so frightened that he trembled and hurriedly turned into a blue smoke.

Anlin looked at the empty scene in front of him, and tears could not help.

Mom, this negative system, what can I do for him?

Anlin is like a man who has been abandoned, and he has lost his soul.

No wonder the system should be covered with white fog. Originally, Anlin thought that it wanted to keep mystery. In the end, it was discovered that the original system also felt that this was not said by people.

At this time, a melody lighted up.

"Hey..." An Lin said quietly.

"Anlin Daoyou, you... what's wrong with you?" Inside the note, there was a gentle and pleasant voice, like a beautiful girl voice.

If ordinary people hear this sound, they will be trembled.

Not to mention the owner of this voice is the son-in-law.

However, An Lin is still listless and said: "I am fine, do you have anything?"

"I told you," said the girl, the son-in-law also refused to accept the attitude of Anlin, and she was excited at that. "We have made a step closer to the cause of the sky, and the road is filled with four-fifths. Once the filling is complete, you can quickly carry out the next two steps and successfully fill the sky!"

"Well... congratulations..." Anlin felt a little pain in his heart. "I am already the third day of the gang, can you tell me that this is appropriate?"

"Of course it is appropriate, don't forget, you are also the person who supplements the sky. I can have a kind of induction in the midst of it. You are extremely important to us to help the sky, even more important than Xiao Hongling and the Emperor. With you, I am relieved, and I am willing to share all the information with you." The son-in-law said softly, the voice was sweet and cheerful, not like the goddess that was built on the outside, but like a girl who got candy. .

The person who created the gods is set to collapse!

However, An Lin can quite understand them.

Whether it is the savvy or the son-in-law, he understands.

The higher the realm, the more able to follow the heart, they have the ability to be invincible, naturally no longer need to operate a false and powerful appearance, you can take off the mask and be the truest self.

Or nerves, or lively and lovely.

As for what outsiders think, what are they doing with them?

"Anlin ~ www.readwn.com~ Congratulations on your success in defeating the mid-line Tianren, avoiding the charcoal of life, and allowing me to do more peace of mind. This is a great event, and I am very grateful to you." The niece is grateful.

Anlin accepted the gratitude of the son-in-law very calmly.

The two chatted again, and the son-in-law saw that Anlin was in a bad mood, and asked if he didn't want to say the reason. He ended the conversation.

Anlin is very lost.

But he is not the most lost.

More desperate is the West Sea.

Let the tens of thousands of souls in the early days of the mainland be feared by the supreme authority of the gods.

Control the dominance of countless oceans in the universe, the ocean god.

Now I am blind and look at the void in front of me.

The four gods who had just been rescued after being suppressed, stood behind and shivered.

Tens of thousands of days of the Terran army, even the sound is not even dare to come out.

The ocean gods ignored them, but looked at the empty scene in front of them, only to think that the brain was roaring and blank.

What about the door?

Where is the door of Laozi? !

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