I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

At this time, five elders rushed to the side of An Lin, using an extremely powerful joint protection formation.

Anlin is the key to breaking the Shinto seal. The elders have failed once because of the lack of protection, and Anlin almost died. This time, the high priest can no longer be defeated!

Mengzhi obviously has already moved the real anger, and the pure gold pupil releases the brilliance of the sky, dyes the sky with a golden color, with some kind of heaven and earth power.

Ice and snow in the extremely cold field instantly extended for a dozen miles, and the Suzaku sects who were attacked by the field were all turned into ice sculptures.

In her steps, she kept approaching Anlin.

"Do you think someone is protecting you, can't I kill you?!"

She is holding up the scepter and is about to shoot.

"咔擦..."

A cracking sound spread.

Mengzhi was countered by a certain force, and blue blood oozes from the corners of the mouth.

Many people have seen that there are cracks in the shadow of the thousands of ice gods.

The flame also changed from a ball to a flame, and it burned.

The Suzaku disciples who saw this scene began to cheer loudly.

Mengzhi looked at the ice ancestors bitterly and fell into a dilemma.

She knows that if she uses force to deal with An Lin, then the illusion of the ice ancestor cannot be maintained. She has no power to summon the ice ancestor for the second time...

"But it..."

A sigh of utterance.

Mengzhi turned and no longer went to Anlin, but flew to the pilgrimage fire. The light of the Shinto box behind it was bright again.

Thunderbird seems to have been recruited and began to fly back to the Shinto box.

"Is she going to give up?" The elders of the season opened their mouths with some expectation.

Chen Xinran originally protected An Lin behind him. Now he sees the appearance of Meng Zhi, and burst into a red inflammation, turning into a flame meteor and rushing to Mengzhi.

"Then I will hand it over to you." Meng Zhi whispered.

Nearly ten snowmen who returned to the virtual world came to the front of Mengzhi, releasing a horrible ice technique that hindered the attack of Chen Xinran and the rest of the elders.

Meng Zhi came to the place where the Thunderbird stood, and a pale golden light column rose to the sky.

"In my body, the way to mine."

She looked at the illusion of the ice ancestor, with a touch of perseverance and determination on her face, and gently opened her mouth.

Outside the far-flung space, the golden flames swallowed thousands of miles here, and the ice and snow shone in the sky.

The female emperor turned her gaze to the golden light column beside the holy fire and made a sigh. It seemed to have helplessness, and it seemed to bring some regrets.

The crack in the ice ancestors began to heal slowly, and nodded slightly to Mengzhi.

Because forcing the power of Thundering to replace the power of Thunder, the power of horror is constantly eroding the body of Mengzhi, and the snow-like skin begins to crack and oozes blue blood.

"High Priest!" Countless snow goddesses looked at Mengzhi sadly, and the emotions in their hearts turned into power, making the temperature of the space more cold.

The smell of Mengzhi is getting weaker and weaker, but the power to suppress the holy fire is getting more and more horrible.

Ice ancestor once again reached out to the flames and squeezed the flame into a white ball of light, then illuminate the ball into the gathering.

Countless Suzaku sects pounced on the Holy Fire, but they were all blocked by the mighty Snow Maiden.

Anlin gritted his teeth and looked at Mengzhi. He never expected that Mengzhi would replace Lei Ling with his own body.

In this way, he really does not know what to do to stop Mengzhi, after all, the power gap between the two is too big...

Anlin didn't have many days to join Suzaku, but when he saw the sacred fire that had been guarding Zongmen being robbed, his heart also raised an indescribable anger and unwillingness.

He took out a seven-character fairy in the ring and swallowed it directly into the belly.

This is the wonderful spirit of Yang Yuan, which has a strong healing ability when it is seriously injured, and has the effect of enhancing vitality. Fortunately, there was the absolute defense of the chaotic alloy brick, and he escaped from the hands of Meng Zhi. But even so, he was hit by the aftermath of the attack and suffered a heavy injury.

Now he must adjust his status to the best, he can't give up!

Aoki's longevity exercises quickly boosted the potency, and the efficacy of Xiandan was thoroughly stimulated, constantly repairing the injuries of Anlin.

The white light ball condensed by the Suzaku Holy Fire was sent to the gathering fire by the ice ancestor.

On the battlefield above the tree of God, the temperature suddenly became cold.

In the hearts of all the disciples, it seems to have lost something.

A relatively weak disciple, looking at the gathering fire above the sky, cried in disappointment.

Xu Xiaolan Xiuquan clenched, and the petite body could not stop shaking. If Anlin took her, I am afraid she would rush to Mengzhi.

The ice ancestor began to dissipate, and the six fairy spirits returned to the Shinto box.

At the same time, the gathering fire plate began to fly to Mengzhi.

Mengzhi took over the fire plate, and the face was pale, but the eyes were very bright.

"The hope of a family is here, I finally succeeded..."

She smiled and spit out a blood again, her body like a candle in the wind, as if she could fall at any time.

"High Priest!" There is a snow woman flying to Mengzhi, holding her body.

"It's not over yet, there is still something to do." Meng Zhi's gold plaque is a bit bleak, but the scepter has begun to burst into endless radiance, as if to squeeze her last slash.

"The gates of the Holy Land, open!"

A supreme force erupted from the scepter, hitting a void somewhere, and finally torn the void into a circular space door with a diameter of 100 feet.

Everyone can see the white ice and snow inside the circular space door.

A crystal snowflake floats even from the inside of the space door to this space.

"Task is complete, retreat!"

Meng Zhi’s words carried Wang Wei throughout the space, and more than two hundred women who were still alive, Ms. Xue, began to retreat toward the space door.

"After you are broken!"

A majestic voice came, and then, the range of the space door to the square was completely shrouded in dark blue and turned into a taboo area.

An ancestral elder chased the snow woman and rushed to the dark blue chilly range. The whole person had not reacted yet, and was attacked by the terrible chill, and instantly turned into an ice sculpture.

"Elder Songyang!" Zhu Yuanzhou screamed and shouted.

The elders of Songyang were the strongmen of the late stage of the gods. They did not expect to be exposed to the coldness and could not hold back.

Most of the snow girls retreated into the dark blue-covered area and began to rush to the gates of the Holy Land.

Tens of thousands of Suzaku Zongmen disciples looked at the retreating snow girl, and some of the core disciples couldn’t help but rush to the dead zone, but they were all pulled by the sensible people around them.

Unless it is a realm of returning to the virtual world, it is forbidden to set foot!

When Meng Zhi saw the field separating the battlefield, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and handed the gathering fire plate to the palace owner of a holy palace nearby. He said: "Green glass, bring it safely back to the holy city!"

After she finished, she closed her eyes and completely fainted.

"High Priest!"

The green glass will hold the dream of Zhizhi and his face will change slightly.

Many snow women began to pass through the gates of the Holy Land. The green glass wrapped Mengzhi with the technique and was about to enter the gates of the Holy Land.

However, at this time, a virgin to pure power fell from the sky, penetrating the deep blue cold field of the square kilometers, such as the same sword to tear open the field, slammed into the door of the space.

"Boom!"

The power of terror has torn a channel into the cold field, and instantly turned the dozens of powerful snow girls along the road into ashes. The flame formed a golden passage and reached the huge circular space door.

"We have not lost, chasing!"

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"chase!"

Tens of thousands of disciples have screamed in a hurry, madly urging the array, and endless spurs smash the surrounding snow.

Hundreds of powerful Zongmen disciples fought and rushed toward the space door.

The green glazed face changed, with Meng Zhi and hundreds of snow maidens rushing into the space door.

Except for the palaces of the ten holy palaces, almost all the surviving snow girls crossed the space door.

Fifteen elders and more than 50 powerful Zongmen core disciples broke through the defense of the Lord's Palace, followed by chasing and began to enter the gates of the Holy Land.

The great elder Chen Xinran and the two returning to the virtual elders, using the power of the Zongmen formation, began to force the palace of the ten holy palaces.

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