I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Anlin walked on the ancient city road in white and yellow, and a group of black twisted gas swept past him, bringing the chill of the bones.

These black twisted gases are unconscious ghosts, wandering around the city all day, and will not actively attack people, but if they are accidentally hit by them, those who are weaker will still be traumatized.

At this time, Myron’s flag played a big role, using the flag to release several powerful battle souls to clear the way ahead. The ghosts wandering around seem to be sensitive to the killings carried by the war soul, and will avoid themselves.

"Sell the buns... fresh and hot meat buns..."

“Guest, this is the most characteristic seafood restaurant in the city, do you want to come in and taste it?”

"Come here! Beichen grocery store, nursery rhyme!"

"The son, come over, there is the most watery little girl inside..."

Each voice reverberates in the street, as if to talk about the prosperity of the past, really very lively.

Anlin didn't think there was anything to be afraid of, but instead looked at the ghosts around with some sympathy.

He does not understand the existence of these ghosts, and does not understand the ghosts that even the virtual spirits are extremely disgusted, unwilling to swallow, what is the meaning of existence?

They are not pure energy bodies, nor real life. They are more like a trace, a trace of life that once existed.

Shuttle through the ancient city, these are the ghosts that keep talking.

Anlin shook his head and sighed, with a little disappointment on his face.

He always feels that as a ghost of self-cultivation, it should be very gloomy and quiet, and occasionally blowing the wind in the ears of the people who are singles to scare the talents.

The ghost of the street shouting... What is this special...

The style of painting has completely collapsed!

They walked another way, and suddenly there was a pale ghost, a female ghost in a red dress.

The female ghost screamed as soon as she appeared on the scene, and the extremely sharp sound waves spread around, causing the ground to be shattered.

An Lin and others stunned their ears, and Melen was stunned to shoot the female ghost!

This kind of special ghost, it seems to explode something after killing.

For example, this female ghost, after being photographed dead, the blue world crystal source came out.

It was not long before I left, but a butcher with a kitchen knife but a dozen meters high.

The obese fat butcher screamed that he was rushing toward Anlin and others, and the kitchen knife in his hand fell from the knife and made a sharp sound of breaking. Then he was shot dead by Emlenson with a face.

After the ghost disappeared, a green world source appeared on the ground.

The tall ghost of this body, I did not expect the explosive things to be worse than the female ghost.

All the way to the mobs, Anlin and others thought about it and went straight to the black tower in the center of the ancient city.

The tower is full of kilometers and is extremely large, like the pillars of the sky standing in the center of the ancient city.

"A tower that is so obvious, if there is any good thing, it should have been taken away?" Anlin said with some helplessness.

Cocosti did not take it for granted. He said: "You are still too small to see the vastness of the outer domain of the star. In many places, we only have a general concept, and there are still many unknown places that have not been involved."

"But even if somewhere has been here before, it has been searched for a while, after five hundred years, it is still possible to grow a new world crystal source..." Myron also explained.

They have accepted the master's arrogance, but the understanding of the outer domain of the star is very small, so it is extra patience to explain.

Unconsciously, everyone came to the bottom of the tower.

Unexpectedly, there were two red-haired old men in the charity outside the tower, shouting: "Welcome, welcome... Welcome guests to the Star Tower."

"So a polite way to meet?" Ann Lin pulled the corner of his mouth.

This scene is very strange, especially in the case of the ghost of the city...

It seems that I heard the words of Anlin, and the two red dressers actually spoke again.

"There are friends coming from afar..." A tall and thin old man shook his head.

"It's a pleasure!" A chunky old man interfaced.

Xue Yutian was also excited: "Master, these two old people do not seem to be stupid ghosts! They are very interesting, interesting, and wonderful!"

Myron raised her palms with impunity: "So weird, or is it still a slap in the face?"

Anlin thinks that Myron is right. In the early days of the ancient times, some people would swear the earth's analects. It was poisonous!

He was about to nod and agreed, and the two old men were excited again.

"呦呦鹿鸣, the apple of the food field..." The tall and thin old man shook his head and shook his head.

"I have a guest, and I am bragging!" The chunky old man interfaced.

The voice just fell, the short-skinned old man did not know where to take out a musical instrument similar to the Guqin, hands on the top of the string.

Myron’s shot was also very fast, almost at the same time, his **** giant palms descended from the sky with a vast and powerful atmosphere. The blood palm has not yet arrived, and the ground has already seen a huge palm print.

"Oh...ha!" The tall and thin old man is a punch against the giant palm in the sky.

This punch shocked the space cracks, the space was twisted into an oblate, the horrible force directly shattered the **** giant palm, the gas waves formed by the fists spread over a dozen miles, and even the black giant tower trembled .

"Come and not go..." The tall and thin old man is calm.

"Indecent as well!"

The tall and thin old man stretched out two index fingers and slammed his own temple.

The short-skinned old man used his hand to caress the piano and suddenly dialed.

"Hey..."

The strange sound waves spread around.

For a while, space is distorted, and the infinite amount of spirit and material begins to shroud in space~www.readwn.com~ Be careful! This is a forced fantasy! "Cocosty is eager."

Anlin heard a shock and immediately wrapped his body with defensive techniques.

But in the next moment, he felt the mind humming along with the sound wave.

Immediately after a while, everything around it changed.

The bright sunshine shines on the earth, and when the breeze comes, the smell begins to linger around the tip of the nose, with a buns, a scent, and a rouge fragrance that passes over the woman...

Yes, he is surrounded by bustling crowds.

An Lin squinted his eyes and looked at the lively, bustling streets in front of him, some unknown.

"Hey, mother, buy me a candied haws! I want that!" The sound of crisp and sweet sounds.

A little girl with a braided, cute look took a woman's hand and excitedly yelled at the roadside vendors.

"Well... this will buy you..." The woman smiled softly and took the little girl toward the trader.

"Let it go, let it go!"

Just when Anlin was a little stunned, his body was pushed aside by people.

Then, a wooden truck loaded with goods was slowly pulled from the side.

Very real feeling.

No matter what the picture, sound, touch, smell, doubt is the perception of breath, the flow of vitality, all this is true, just like the real world...

But Anlin knows that all this is an illusion!

No matter how real, he has already identified in the heart that this is a fantasy!

However, An Lin has some headaches. Although she knows that this is just a fantasy, it is the two old men who deal with him, but how can this illusion break? He doesn't know at all!

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