I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

In a dark space, a woman with a snake tail stares at a screen without hesitation.

The woman's upper body is white as jade, but the snake's tail is dark as ink, and a pair of ink-colored eyes are extraordinarily fascinating.

"Well, the declining value of the war is lowered by one tenth of a percentage point, and the spiritual value is raised by one percentage point..."

The woman's voice was silent, and the bronze wheel in front of her body began to rotate. It contained the power of the rule and began to spread, covering the entire continent, boundless.

At this time, another snake-tailed person, the green-haired man came over, and he looked respectfully: "The black master, the trial has been arranged."

The woman smiled and nodded: "I am looking forward to their performance."

Then, ten different pictures appeared on the screen.

"Why, how is the white sister's trial so weak?" The woman frowned slightly.

"You are not saying that it is difficult to divide according to the realm. The White Lord is only a seven-segment of the Tao, so the general difficulty is arranged..." The green-haired man was shocked and explained quickly.

"You haven't seen Xiaoqing there, too! I don't know how to arrange a seal array method to seal the power of Xiaoqing." The woman stunned the green-haired man, and the deep dark eyes seemed to devour the vortex of everything. To swallow the man like that.

The green-haired man trembled and rubbed the cold sweat on his forehead and immediately replied: "I will go to arrange it now!"

Isn’t the white spirit snake coming here to gain inheritance?

The green-haired man did not expect that the black-spirited snake would even be so valued by the trial of the white spirit snake, so that he would open the back door to the white spirit snake, which seemed to really irritate the black snake.

Just when the green-haired man’s voice just fell, the screen suddenly heard a voice:

“Congratulations! The snake spirits trial passed successfully!”

In a wet swamp, the colored poisonous scorpion is filled.

Hundreds of colorful giant pythons lay on the ground, three snake-tailed snake spirits, spit their tongues, and blood lying on the ground with their lips flowing.

Bi Qiong’s female emperor went to Tsing Yi, and her face stood in the middle of the battlefield, and her style was unparalleled.

The black snake stared at the screen and silently said nothing.

Green hair man: "..."

Intuition tells him that this is the calm before the storm.

A white heart-shaped brilliance descends from the sky and slowly blends into the eyebrow of the white snake.

That Guanghua contains the skills and supreme experience of the snake spirits.

"Wow, Xiaoqing is so powerful, I love you!" The white spirit snake rushed to the Biqiong female emperor like a little girl, smiling like a flower, like her sister relied on a close sister.

Biqiong smiled and stroking the head of Bai Lingzi, and his face was petted.

Just as the black snake stared at the screen silently, another voice suddenly came.

“Congratulations, the trial of the spiritual fish family passed successfully.”

In the midst of a sea of ​​fire, Tian Lingling was wearing a slightly curly maroon short hair, glaring at the crystal eyes, hate the voice: "Uncle, please, when you next set fire, watching people cut my hair are scorched. Alright!"

The Ziyang War Emperor glanced at the little Loli next to him, holding a huge squid in his hand, eating it vigorously, vaguely saying: "Okay, got it cheap and sold it, seeing the green light on your head." , hurry to accept the inheritance!"

In this way, Tian Lingling got the inheritance of the spiritual fish family.

The green hair swallowed secretly, his heart groaned, and turned slightly to look at the woman around.

"The brain is a good thing, I hope you can have it too." The black snake smiled.

If the white spirit snake passed because the green man took care of her identity, what did Tian Lingling have to do? The loneliness of the 10th paragraph of the Taoist did not do anything, and sold it to the trial.

This mausoleum is not a charity that is specially sent to inheritance. The man as the person in charge of the trial makes the trial become like this. It can only prove one thing. He is too stupid!

The green-haired man was cold and sweaty again and again. He did not arrange the measures against the war emperor in advance. He immediately squatted on the ground and pleaded guilty: "The black Lord please enlighten, the small one knows wrong! Please also spare a small life. This kind of thing will not happen again in the future!"

The black snake did not speak, and his eyes kept looking at the screen.

The green-haired man did not dare to stand up. He kept looking at the screen so much, hoping that the next trial would give strength.

Anlin came to a huge floating stone, and the surroundings were very dark. Only the starlight of the sky made the space not completely dark.

“It was detected that the trial was a late stage of Yuling, and the difficult mode was opened.”

When Anlin heard the sound, he suddenly laughed: "I am not in the middle of the late Yuling."

The black sky was creeping, and then, five black feathers with black rifles were flying from the sky.

Although they released a powerful momentum, they were covered in a dead air.

"Dare to commit my family territory and find death!"

The first man screamed, and the long shot smashed the black mans of the sky, and stabbed him down to Anlin.

Anlin’s look is unchanged, and the wrist holding the victory sword rises upwards. The pure black swordsman rises like a crescent moon.

"Boom!" Jianmang and the black awning of the rifle collided, and the murder of the gunman was smashed, and then rushed to the man's body.

The man's pupil was shrunk and the crossgun was in front of him.

Then, the black swordsman energy poured out, so that he vomited blood and fell back.

But this is not over yet, only to see the black energy, attached to the man's body.

"Ah...what is this?" The man looked at his body in horror.

His skin was covered with black swordsman energy, quickly dried up, and the blood was quickly lost.

"How could this be, my strength..." The man looked at the sword in the hand of Anlin and was shocked. "This... is this the holy device of my family?"

When he had not finished, he slashed and fell to the ground, like a sudden and violent bird.

The energy of black is turned into a ball, flying back to the edge of the evil spirits, and slowly blending.

The long sword seemed to be nourished, and he snorted comfortably. The black light of the blade flashed, and it was dark and dark, just like breathing.

An Lin blinked his eyes and raised the sword in his hand and asked: "Xiao Xie, you are the holy device of the black feathers. So don't tell me."

Victory sword: "..."

Anlin ignored her high cold and continued: "Do you want to **** the ball or not, let me make you cool?"

Victory sword slightly trembled ~www.readwn.com~ want to cut people.

The four black feathers on the sky seemed to be shaken, and they were staring at Anlin with a black pistol.

At this moment, four sharp swords and screams roared, like a black-and-white crescent.

Boom!

The speed of Jianmang is too fast, and the black feathers can only choose hard resistance, but without exception, all the black awns sucked by the strange energy and blood, and they are directly cut off by a stroke.

The four black **** floated on the blade of the sinister sword and slowly merged. I don't know if it was Anlin's illusion. He felt that his sword seemed darker and more pure.

"Xiao Xie, is it delicious?" An Lin asked with a loving face.

"Inferior cloned black feathers, not good." The cold voice sounded in An Lin's mind, but there was a little satisfaction in the indifferent tone, like a girl who just had a full stomach.

"You are not a saint of the black feathers. Why do you like to eat black feathers? It hurts, eats love?" Anlin was curious.

This time, the victory sword did not speak.

An Lin sighed and took a long way to go.

“Congratulations on the successful passing of the black feathers!”

A sudden sound came from the sky, and then a black light group floated down the sky.

"Oh... this trial is too boring, send a sub-topic. This is too much to look down on!"

Anlin killed one in one stroke, and as a result, a voice came from the sky, telling him that the trial passed.

This is a trial of what is not insulting!

Anlin’s spit was sent in real time on the screen.

"Oh... this trial is too boring, send a sub-topic. This is too much to look down on!"

The black snake looked at the screen with a black line.

The green-haired man is screaming at An Lin!

Nima, when is the spit bad, this time spit, it is his life.