I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

The high-order spirit of the North Qiong Meteor Sword, broken into a little bit brilliant.

The move of worth 500,000 pieces of stone is instantly motivated at this moment.

"Hey!"

A star-studded star appeared in the void, and formed a starry sky above the magical baby. The white light column descended from the sky and stirred the sky.

The stars fell, and they continued to bombard the magical infants, causing a scream.

Dong Guo stared at the series of horror to the indescribable technique that An Lin showed, and he was so surprised that he could not close his mouth.

In particular, the one that was precious and precious, exploded in front of him, completely refreshing his view of cultivation.

This kind of sword-smashing method is terrible!

You must know that there are three swords in the sword that have just burst, but they can match his sword, and the Bixia Lingjian, so let them blow up directly! What else can he say?

trench!壕 Unmanned!

However, how many swords can Anlin have to blow? If there is no sword, will it...

As soon as I read this, Dong Guo suddenly trembled, silently tightening the hand of the ring, thinking about whether or not to hide the ring, to know that there are still a few artifacts in his ring...

How much is it squandering a million moves made by Lingshi?

Nine locks, the stars fall, and the wind and thunder are raging.

Even if the magical baby can exert the power of the near-the power of the gods, it will still be unable to move for a short time by this horrible method of sealing the town. The meteor runs through the void and bombards it on the body, which makes the skin sunken or broken.

"Hey!"

The magic baby suddenly screamed.

Bang!

The extremely terrible pressure was released, and Anlin breathed a stagnation.

The magical baby trapped in the trapped muscle suddenly swelled up, the green energy arrogance shrouded the whole body, and a green hair was erected like a needle tip, becoming a veritable muscle baby!

The magical baby holds a black spear and draws a semi-circular trajectory. The black ripples formed by a small **** are spread around, with a force to destroy everything, and the nine black dragons are instantly defeated.

An Lin's face changed greatly, and he once again pulled out a high-level sword.

The North Jones Meteor Array is still running, and the Magic Baby is wearing a black spear and pokes at the sky.

"Hey!"

The void burst, like a black hole, and the high-altitude Beiqiong meteor burst was completely defeated.

There are still thirty seconds!

Anlin cross sword in front of him, urging the funeral sword.

Also at this moment, a black spear has slammed into the high-level sword.

"Hey...hey!"

The high-level sword was blown up, but it was blown up by the black spear.

The tip of the spear has a black halo that symbolizes destruction and death.

It turned a mysterious arc in the air, spurs!

This thorn, the momentum climbed to the peak, as if the Tiandi Avenue can run together.

Even if Anlin had the blessing of the gods and the wings, he still could not escape. The body of the **** of war was once again penetrated, and the chest was blown up with a shocking hole.

The terrible pain of being torn spread throughout the body, and An Lin spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Da Sanchong turned to the magical baby, the purple aperture spread, the gravity field was fully launched, and the particle lightsaber stretched over a hundred feet, scratching the void, and pulling out a blue sword track.

The baby squeaks in the gravitational field, but the action is still fast.

It pulled out the spear inserted into the body of Anlin and protected it in front of him, blocking the sniper of Dasan. At the same time, the white circle of the left fist appeared, the sacred breath spread, the shadow of a big angel actually appeared behind the magic baby, singing the holy language, the power of the fist once again skyrocketed!

Bang!

The body of the magical boy slammed into the body of the third, and the heavens and the earth were eclipsed, leaving only the light of this fist.

The space of a few hundred meters in a square is twisted and broken by this punch. The shell of the three super-alloys is more concave and cracked, and it has blown out countless energy brilliance. The whole body is like a meteor, crashing into the edge of this vast space, and smashing the unknown metal wall.

"Zizizi...oh..."

Da San’s body kept twitching and braved the sparkle of electricity, which was apparently abolished.

There are still twenty seconds!

Anlin has taken this opportunity to step back a hundred steps and completely use the funeral sword!

High-level spirit sword, Voldemort sword!

The sword that had been blown up by the demon boy instantly burst into a piece of golden light.

Yes, even if the sword is broken, the charm of the sword has not disappeared, and the essence is still there, and it can continue to be used. For example, a piece of gasoline is divided into two parts of gasoline. As long as there is no loss on the way, it can still burn.

This time, the high-level spirit sword has a higher grade. Lin Biao’s valuation reached 550,000 Lingshi at that time!

The baby boy flew to three, and the whole space has become a golden color.

The Sanskrit bursts, countless golden Sanskrit with a strong power to seal the magical baby, the power of purification to make its body a meal, the black spear in the hand is even more buzzing.

The green flame of the baby boy and the golden Sanskrit kept colliding, resisting the terrible power.

It turned his eyes to Anlin and saw a huge golden fist, with the power of crushing the heavens, falling towards its body.

Bang!

The body of the baby boy was flattened by the horrible punches. A large white blood spit out, and the body flew hundreds of meters into the metal wall, deeply embedded.

Well, history is always amazingly similar.

An Lin is also considered a revenge for the three.

There are still ten seconds.

Anlin violently gasps, even if the funeral sword is the most effortless move, but it has been used six times in a row, still very tired. Moreover, his body has been poked with two holes. Every time he uses a burial sword, he still has to add a black and suffocating body. This super-limit battle is really exhausting.

He looked for the ring and found that there was no high-level sword in the ring, and other instruments were a lot...

An Lin: "..."

Look at the sky! Why is it that at the crucial moment, the chain is broken? !

I knew that I would go to the Lingbao Pavilion in Tianting for a bunch of spirit swords!

He turned his attention to the middle sword and found several more.

No matter what, even if the middle-level spirit sword is less powerful, it will be used!

However, he has not taken out the sword, and an indescribable force has come to the body.

The magical baby actually shot a punch against Anlin in the air. The horrible force penetrated the void and directly applied to him. His internal organs were like cracking. The big mouth was mixed with the blood of the internal organs. Come out.

An Lin’s body just rolled off the ground, and a giant baby with a white blood in his mouth was already in front of him, his face smirked.

In the face of the scribble of space, he did not even have time to react.

The black spear is in front of you, at the moment of life and death~www.readwn.com~Anlin's head is running very fast.

What is there, what power can instantly block the magical baby in front of you?

Zhuque Mirror is definitely not good. This is not a tactical ballistic attack, but a purely physical attack.

Chaos alloy bricks don't work either, it will crush itself...

The black spear has fallen!

Anlin’s eyes are round and the invisible fluctuations spread instantly.

I want you to cry!

Hey!

The big green eyes of the giant baby suddenly exploded, and the fake eyes could not shed tears, but they exploded.

Blood and tears flowed out again.

The giant baby screamed, the black spear fell straight, and Anlin relied on this moment of space to escape from the side and escaped the deadly blow.

At this moment, Anlin took out a box that was all dark.

It is the very powerful artifact that Anlin obtained from Lin Biao, a thousand boxes.

After a period of recharging, its energy has been stored for 50%!

"Thousands of boxes, kill me this strange!"

An Lin screamed and pushed the box to the black hole.

Bang!

The illusion of a goddess appears in the void, and it is covered with sacred glory.

She is so perfect, so powerful.

The goddess stretched out the white jade-like palm and slammed into the magical baby!

"Snapped!"

The earth-shattering sounds!

Anlin looked at the scene in front of him with a stunned look.

The face of the baby boy was swayed by the sudden slap in the face, and his face was burning.

The goddess glared at him, with some disappointment in the sternness, and then slowly disappeared...

The energy of the thousand box jumped from fifty percent to forty-nine percent.

This is a slap in the face of love, making the surroundings quiet.

Anlin and the magical baby are standing in the same place, staring at each other.