I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

"who are you?"

Feeling the cold touch of the neck, the black people asked the person behind them.

She has just focused on those super-powerful superpowers. I didn't expect anyone else to be close to her without knowing it. What terrible means is needed?

She judged in the first time that the other party must be a super power!

"Don't care who I am, let them go immediately."

The man behind him is indifferent, and the sword of victory is full of chilling hearts.

In front of the Black Yi Emperor.

Ada stared at the man behind the black Iraqi with a beautiful eye.

Jin Ling and the Golden Demon are also a slap in the face, forgetting the struggle in a moment.

The golden demon kept blinking, as if he had read it wrong, the next moment tears burst out: "Hey...the ancestors, are you?!"

"An Lin?" Jin Ling muttered.

An Lin: "..."

Just want to install mystery, you just say what happened to my name?

The black Iraqi trembled, and it was like a dark pool of dark eyes, shrinking at this moment.

Anlin’s victory sword also suddenly fell in this moment, and the election was the moment of the ups and downs of the black people. The momentary meaning of the enemy is very likely to make her live to death!

The sword of victory is an artifact, and the degree of sharpness is extremely against the sky.

Although the black Iraqi responded, he stressed that the power of the body was resisted, but the defense was suddenly opened by the evil sword, and then her head was smashed together!

Blood splashes.

The head flew into the sky, and it also fixed the appearance of the black Iraqi stunned and shocked.

However, An Lin still had the next move in the future, and he heard three sighs.

The three beautiful women who were bound by the black cloud sleeves spit out blood at the same time. Their bodies are condensed by the black sleeves of the sleeves and run straight through the body. This sharp sharp edge is full of hundreds!

Anlin immediately ran the Suzaku sacred fire and burned the dark sleeves.

Ada, Jinling, Golden Demon, covered in blood, fell to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Anlin changed his face. He didn't expect the Hei people to have a backhand. He immediately stepped on the footsteps and shifted the space to the triplet.

Their vitality is extremely weak, and it is obvious that they have been tortured before, and with this slashing, they are likely to survive.

"Sanctuary, leave us alone, you have to be careful about the black people..."

Ada silver teeth bite, strong support.

Anlin seemed to have a feeling. He turned his eyes to the place where the black Iraqi corpse was located. There was no trace of blood in the pool.

Once again blinking, a black shadow has already appeared outside the kilometer.

The black Iraqi face is a little pale, and his look is extremely dignified and looks at An Lin: "The volatility of the virtual world, the strength of the joint level. Anlin, you... you really are Anlin!"

At this time, what happened to the black Iraqi war circle was also noticed by many monks.

Many young monks still look blank, but some monks who have lived for more than a hundred years are shaking and looking at the familiar figure and familiar face.

The legendary figure, the enchanting madness of the mass media and legendary stories throughout the continent. Today, he seems to have passed through time and space, and actually survived! !

"I didn't read it wrong...he...an Lin?"

"White clothes, dark swords, and this look... can't be wrong, it's him!"

"how is this possible……"

Today’s shocks have been enough. The battles of the heavenly people’s nests, the death of life, the desperation, and the support of all these, they can barely accept.

But now, even the dead are swindling and helping them defeat the enemy. This is too exaggerated!

The graves of the ancestral graves are blue smoke! !

Countless monks were shocked and confused.

This time, even the blood and the virtual spirits were shocked.

The name of Anlin was originally the whole continent of Megatron.

Especially for the **** strong, Anlin is more powerful.

After all, Anlin once took their holy place to the bottom, took a group of top-back rebellious, lost two emperors, and lost dozens of imaginary... This horrible record, until now they mentioned it, the heart could not help There was a chill.

"It can't be him! Didn't he die a hundred years ago? The dead can't be resurrected!" a **** man shouted, seemingly to suppress the fear of his heart.

The long-lived Emperor’s slightly dimly-stricken eyes, after seeing Anlin, excitedly trembled, and for the first time it was difficult to maintain a calm look.

"An... Anlin? Is it you?" The voice of Changsheng Emperor was a little hoarse and his face was full of incredible colors.

Anlin heard the words and turned to look at the monks on the wall. The smile was clear, like a sunshine. He nodded: "It's me, I am back."

came back……

The sound is not big.

But it really fell into the ears of millions of monks.

The weight is like a million mountains.

Really him, he is really back!

Many monks' hearts, inexplicably raised a flame.

The man who has repeatedly created miracles, suddenly returned, gave them a very special experience, as if as long as he is there, he will be able to see hope!

After all, behind the legendary stories of Anlin, it means that the impossible is possible! !

"Is he the real sovereign of the Forty-nine Immortals?"

"The Anlin lord can jump out of the coffin and fight, what reason can we back down?"

"Yes! He is our role model, we must not be left behind."

"Kill it..."

"kill!!"

The morale of the Kyushu United Army has once again spurred and smashed the enemies in front of them.

"Kill!" Even the longevity emperor smiled happily, and said aloud, then madly transferred the power of the big array, smashing the blood and the virtual spirits on the wall.

The Great Star was trapped by the Sparks, and the Blacks were repelled by Anlin. Now there is only one Eden, and he can breathe a sigh of relief.

"How come you are back, even if you are alive, I can let you die again!" The black Iraqi emperor stepped on his footsteps and rushed to Anlin.

The ruptured cloud stalks under the cohesive repair of the power of the Shinto, the restoration is intact, and the two cloud sleeves pierce the void ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ entangled toward the body of Anlin at a very fast speed.

The black Iraqi attack speed is very fast, but today's Anlin, there is no light enemy at all, as early as the moment of the black Iraqi shot, the black qi source, the Vulcan mode, the star veins, the three major explosions began simultaneously Use it, and the eyes become white.

He walked in the footsteps, escaped the black Iraqi's sleeves with extremely subtle steps, and then used the wind sword to rush toward the black Yi people at the same speed.

When the black Iraqi saw it, the black boots slammed down the ground, and a black sputum spread, making the earth dark and smooth as a mirror.

"Dancing lotus, sleeves." Her graceful posture deflected, long-sleeved dancing like a dragon snake, turned a corner and continued to rush toward Anlin.

So fast!

Anlin was shocked and immediately cut his own sword!

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