I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Anlin was tired with the technique of Ziwei Emperor and began to greet directly with his fist.

The fists of one big sandbags carry the power of Wanxi to fall on the body of the Ziwei Emperor, and set off a burst of golden waves, which shook the Xianling Tower and trembled.

This is the legendary tower shock.

The Ziwei Emperor has been swollen with a nose and a swollen face, and the dress is not uniform. Where is the appearance of the Emperor of Heaven.

When he was so miserable, from birth to the present, he has always been the model of Long Aotian, only he is violent, and where he gets violent from others.

But now...Anlin let him also feel the feeling of being violent. And still no resistance, the manners are violently ruthless, as if from the clouds, the general acidity of the prison...

"How? It’s so bad to be rubbed on the ground! Hmm?"

Anlin vented negative emotions as he fell.

This may be retribution... Ziwei thought.

Finally, he could no longer withstand the violent bombardment and the body began to collapse.

When Anlin saw this scene, he looked at it and stopped the attack.

"Yes, you won, Anlin." Ziwei the Great opened his mouth with a smile.

Even if his appearance is extremely miserable, he is still handsome and full of demeanor.

An Lin took a gift: "Ziwei seniors, this is just a test, you would not mind doing this?"

He is very embarrassed in his heart now, although everything is for the task, but he is violent of the Ziwei is a fact! This has provoked the existence of such a high, in case the Ziwei Emperor settled in the autumn, then he has the rhythm of the pill!

"It's just a small test, and you win me by strength. I am not so stingy." Ziwei Emperor looked at Anlin with a faint look. "Your strength makes me very surprised, I look forward to it." Your performance afterwards."

Anlin felt that the Ziwei Emperor was very intimate.

Um... After being beaten, I boasted me, how good!

The thoughts of the Ziwei Emperor completely dissipated.

On the ninety-nineth floor of Xianling Tower, Anlin stood alone, like an undefeated God of War.

The sun shone on his body through the window, and a layer of golden brilliance shone, making the figure more tall and stalwart in the eyes of everyone.

"The Ziwei Emperor lost, the emperor of the heavenly court was so defeated, knowing that I still can't believe it now, how did Anlin do it?"

"Anshen really won! He really did it!"

"Fairing Tower was brushed by Anlin one person. This is a big event. This is an absolutely big event, enough to sing the whole event of heaven and even Kyushu!"

"I was so lucky, I was fortunate enough to have witnessed this great moment!"

“It’s the most sensible decision I made this year to skip classes and watch the game here!”

"Hey..."

Some students even took out their mobile phones or photo-shadowing devices and took pictures of the figure on the water-grain screen.

"An Lin, An Lin..."

I don't know which brain residue began to shout the name of An Lin.

Gradually, more and more people began to reconcile, and the voice gradually gathered into a wave.

"An Lin! An Lin..."

Finally, the cry of "An Lin" resounded through the clouds.

This is the most direct emotional expression that the students made for the man who fell down again and again, stood up again and again, stubbornly and unyieldingly, and always insisted on fighting.

At this moment, Anlin is the well-deserved **** of war in their hearts!

Xu Xiaolan looked at the surrounding voice and shouted, sincerely laughed and burst into a beautiful smile.

At this moment, she is honored.

Even at the peak of the Xianling Tower, Anlin heard the cry on the ground, and his heart could not help but touch.

He won... he really did it! Conquer the seemingly invincible enemy!

The battle in this field is not very helpful to him? That is naturally great! And the benefits are too big to be estimated.

The ability to comprehend the power of the Shinto, and even the power of the already joined, not only can greatly improve the combat ability, but also maximize the power of the road, and build your own path for the future. It is extremely helpful.

Suddenly, Anlin thought of another thing.

At the ninety-ninth level, the Ziwei Emperor was defeated by him. What about the reward of the ninety-nine floors? !

Oh my God!

The Ziwei Emperor disappeared in disagreement, not to mention the inheritance, and the welfare was not given.

This is special... is it too irresponsible? !

At this moment, Bai Zhong has appeared in front of An Lin, excited: "Congratulations to An Lin students passed the trial of the last layer of Xianling Tower, completed the feat of the ancients. You are the glory of heaven, your Deeds will be passed down throughout the heavens! Even in the entire Kyushu world!"

Anlin looked at the white clock with a black line: "I don't care about these fame."

Bai Zhong looked at An Lin with some confusion: "How... Anlin, you seem to be a little unhappy?"

"I just want to ask, I passed the ninety-nine layers. Where did my inheritance go?" Ann Lin said with a blank expression.

The white bell trembled, and the old face was slightly pumped.

He suddenly woke up, yeah... This is through the ninety-nine layers, such a feat of feats, inheritance? If there is no inheritance, should there be rewards?

But... no one told him what to reward through the ninety-nine layers!

After all, no one has even been able to get past the 98th floor...

"This question... well asked!" Bai Zhong took a shot with his palm and said happily.

An Lin: "???"

"So?" Anlin asked.

"Well... this question will be said later... I will say it later..." Bai Zhong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Who is it?" An Lin said quietly.

Bai Zhong smashed: "Hey?"

"Forget it..." An Lin looked boring, "Give me out."

Bai Zhong: "..."

So his euphoric congratulations ended in such an inexplicable atmosphere?

White bell heart is good.

An Lin finally appeared outside the fairy tower, as if the return of a king, was warmly welcomed by friends and tens of thousands of students.

"Anlin ~ www.readwn.com ~ Your wound is okay?" Xu Xiaolan came over, Liu Mei slightly stunned, plain and white tender fingers caressing the blood hole in front of An Lin's chest.

The blood hole is no longer bleeding under the self-healing of Aoki's longevity exercises.

"Do not worry, it hurts."

An Lin smiled and licked Xu Xiaolan's head, and a warm smile appeared on his face.

"An Lin, your performance is really breaking through the limits of my imagination!" Tang Ximen also came over, looking excitedly, and there was a sizzling gaze in his eyes.

He did not think that he also had the day to worship his brother.

"It is salted fish that limits your imagination." Xu Xiaolan grinned.

"An Lin, you let Tang Xuechang this salted fish have the desire to turn over again!" Xuan Yicheng said with a gratified look.

Tang Ximen heard a black line: "When I became a salted fish? How do you talk to the seniors?"

Everyone is smirking.

Teachers and students slowly dispersed in an excitement and satisfaction.

The East Wing Sword Immortal looked at An Lin with a glance, with approval and admiration in his eyes. Anlin did what he could never do. It is impossible to say that he does not admire.

This trip to the Fairy Tower has just come to an end.

But those legendary stories are doomed to be forgotten.

Exceeding the sages of the sages of Xuanyuan, Suoyun, who is steady and steady, Xu Xiaolan, who shines a lot, Liu Qian, who is in a rally, even Tang Ximen, who has been lying all the way, their deeds are relished by everyone.

Of course, there is also Anlin who directly confesses the true spirit of the road and opens up the ninety-nine layers of Xianling Tower.

His appearance directly led the story of Xianling Tower to the peak, and became a legendary deed that was enough to spread in Kyushu. It was widely circulated in the world.

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