I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

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The ruins of the purple star in the early days of the mainland.

On top of an eternal light, the Temple of the Divine Glass stands tall.

Within the hall, Cyril changed his face before changing.

"Tomorrow God is already ready to move, we have to speed up."

Chen Chen heard the words and nodded: "If she attacked, we can only defend. Fortunately, now that the big squad has been completed, we can stay in the broken glass hall and wait for the completion."

“Is the power reserve now a few percent?” asked Cyril.

"From the quantitative level, it can already be broken, but now the success rate is too low, I want to continue to increase energy." Chen Chen toned down.

"How is the energy of the big universe getting better? Do I need to make a few more holes in the Pangu barrier?" Cyril asked again.

Chen Chen shook his head: "I still forget it. If it is destroyed too much, it will be touched by Pangu and suddenly return to the world. Then don't say anything about the gods, our plans are all finished."

Cyril recalled the shadow of the sky. The rare one did not refute Chen Chen’s words. The power of Pangu was only experienced, and I knew how terrible it was.

"Chaotic ancestors... I don't know if he is weaker than your master?" Cyril smiled and glanced at Chen Chen.

Chen Chen heard that the words are still calm and watery, and faintly said: "After Master's detachment from the Three Realms, he will ignore the world. Even if Pangu finds him fighting, he will not fight."

"If Pan Pangu hits you?" Cyril asked suddenly.

Chen Chen thought for a moment: "He will take a watermelon and watch it while eating."

Cyrillic:"……"

Well, it seems that people have reached a certain level, and they are really bleak for other things.

Chen Chen was a human being in the early period of the ancient times, and his master can be said to be the most powerful existence of the entire ancient epoch, and it is also very likely to be the author of the ruin of the ancient times, and the initiator of the destruction of the ancient times... ...

"Right, I heard that Anlin also swallowed your master's bones." Cyril was throwing a piece of high-density energy spar into the sky and suddenly turned his head.

Chen Chen is silent.

After a long while, he said: "This is the fairy edge of Anlin."

Cyril smiled and said: "You are not afraid of your master hitting him? That is the origin of your master, you can be precious..."

Chen Chen shook his head: "I will protect Anlin."

"Oh..." Cyril saw that Chen Chen was so light and faint that he couldn't answer the words.

Chen Chen’s master, there is also a name, that is, the heavens are really immortals.

It is a very super-disappearing existence.

Not to mention the right way, even if it is a creation **** that has lived countless years, it is also mysterious to this existence, just like the existence hidden on the invisible avenue. Only he overlooks the earthly world, the earthly spirit can not Perceive his existence.

Being stared at by such a presence, you will be restless.

Poor Anlin, I am afraid I still don't know what kind of existence he has provoked.

"Don't think so much, we still pay more attention to the things that break the sky. If this thing fails, we will all be wiped out." Chen Chen said.

Cyril smiled and apparently agreed with Chen Chen’s statement that he continued to throw a piece of energy crystal into the vortex at the center of the main hall.

Every energy crystal here, the energy contained in it, is equivalent to all the energy in a planet's core. It can be used to blow a domain directly into ruins.

It was such a terrible thing that Cyril now throws them into the whirlpool like a jelly bean.

The energy of the beam of light rising from the sky is getting denser and higher.

The ghost knows how much energy is contained in this broken sky.

They only know that once the energy of the light column breaks out, it will be the effect of destroying the earth.

East Tianmen.

Dressed in a gauze black dress, a woman with a slender waist, is standing in front of a number of gods, her bright red scorpion without any suffocation, but rather a rather lazy clear and pure.

"Next, I have to do something extremely important... the most important thing that can determine the future situation and the finale of the battle..."

The woman’s voice is clear and soft, and she does not speak slowly.

"I don't know what is important to you, God of the Future?"

Causal gods look hot.

Tomorrow God said: "Go to the ancient times of the early ages, to create a weapon that belongs to me alone, and to break the sword of heaven."

Broken sword of heaven...

When the gods heard the noun, their eyes were bright.

Now the goddess of light, the fighting power has already smashed the rest of the street a few times, and now even have to build a sword of heaven? So how much has this strength increased?

No wonder the **** of tomorrow will say that this is a big event that can be hammered.

However, this sword can be understood, but why is it a broken sword of heaven? What is the connection between them?

At this moment, God will continue to speak tomorrow: "I will leave for a while, and this time you will rely on you to protect the East Gate."

"Brightness God, I will give you some power of light ~ www.readwn.com~ Just rely on you to pretend to be me, let other enemies think that I am still in Dongtianmen."

A beautiful man with blond hair fluttering and skin like jade respectfully salutes and smiles: "Follow the fate, God of the future, I must complete the task perfectly!"

The light of tomorrow's fingertips, a golden light into the forehead of the brightness of the gods, so that his body soared, the power of light spread out from the body.

"Ah... what a wonderful power..."

The brightness **** can't help but squint.

"Well, what's the problem with you next?" God of Light looks at the gods in front of him and continues.

"I have a problem." The girl who was shrunk in the golden tortoise shell raised a small, delicate hand.

"Wu Yu, you said." God nodded tomorrow.

"When can the **** of the gods come back?"

"Short for three days, long ten days, not long."

All the gods heard the words and they were relieved.

Now I am afraid that tomorrow, God will come back too late. It’s been a long time, if the enemy has already broken the sky or made up the sky, it’s useless to buy it back tomorrow!

Ten days, this time is not too long.

“Is there any other question?” God asked tomorrow.

All the gods have no objections.

In this way, the God of Light tomorrow, under the eyes of the gods, forcibly opened a door to the two worlds, and with the suppression of the pan-awareness of the heavens, he disappeared into the door and disappeared completely.

"Tomorrow God is gone!"

"The next step is for us."

"Be sure to keep the East Gate!"

The gods are all fighting spirits, as if they have shouldered some kind of mission.

Wusong Tianshen blinked his eyes and, in the name of patrol, went to an island in the East China Sea and touched the head of a turtle.

The turtle jumped into the water and disappeared.