I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

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Yimeng felt the power of Anlin’s release and his face changed slightly.

"Do you refuse to make Xiao Ze a slave?"

His voice was like a thunder, and the space was shaking.

Anlin held the sword of victory and took a deep breath. He said, "I said it, you are not worthy!"

If the reason is not good, just give him two choices. Is it really a soft egg that he can take?

"Master, I am fighting with you!" Xiao Ze stood by An Lin's side, revealing the decisive color.

Not only that, but Luna and Xue Yutian also came to the side of Anlin, apparently intending to advance and retreat with Anlin.

"Oh, I really think that a few areas return to the virtual world, can you rival me?"

"I will let you know that there is no difference between the real world of the power of the Shinto and the return to the virtual world without the power of the Shinto. Whether it is one or ten, there is no difference for me!"

Yimeng binoculars condensed, and the thunderclouds around him suddenly spurred hundreds of purple thunder, like the thunder snakes in the sky, carrying the terrible power of Shinto to fall to Anlin!

He used the power of Shinto as soon as he shot, and apparently wanted to directly abolish Anlin here.

In the face of hundreds of power horror, the speed of the thunder, An Lin face unchanged, the back of the hand behind, the purple thunder suddenly turned the direction, with a more powerful power to the Yimeng!

"What?!" Yimeng's face changed, but the reaction was also very fast, immediately condensed a protective wall to block the front: "Shen Lei barrier!"

Then, the Shen Lei barrier will be smeared with a look...

Rumble! !

After the thunder of the barrier burst, there are hundreds of channels that contain the power of Shinto and the purple thunder falls on him.

The screams and roars of Yimeng reverberated between heaven and earth.

A group of dragons and strongmen saw that this scene was all overwhelming. They were still waiting to see the drama of the Dragon King’s abuse of the fourty-nine sects. How did they fight and their bosses screamed again and again?

The strength gap between the two is so great? !

Everyone in the forty-nine sects of the sect saw this scene, naturally it was invigorating and screamed.

Xiao Ze and Yan Na, they saw that Yimeng was using Leifa, and even the eyes were too lazy to see, and they knew the result.

After Rayman dissipated.

Yimeng gasped, and the elegant white robe was ruined. There were traces of burnt black on his body, which was obviously not good.

"Oh... I have forgotten the name of the Supreme Master. The Thunder can control, and you can control the Thunder who wants me. If this is the case, if I don't need Ray, you can help me!"

Yimeng suddenly screamed, and the area of ​​dozens of miles was filled with white mist. A strip of water, the imposing water dragon began to appear, hovering in the air, and dancing against Anlin.

"You protect the disciples of our forty-nine sects. I don't need you to take a shot here." Anlin spoke to the beasts and apprentices beside him.

"But Master, the opposite is the Dragon King who returned to the late stage!" Xiao Ze was nervous.

"Do you still believe that you are a teacher?" An Lin turned his head and smiled confidently.

Xiao Ze opened his mouth and did not say anything after all.

"There are two dragons on the opposite side who have no shots. You remember to embank them." Anlin said, "As for the East China Sea Dragon King... I am enough!"

"Roar!"

A few thousand blue water dragons screamed and carried Wanli’s giant force to Anlin’s bite.

At the same time, Anlin stepped into the air and rushed to the water dragon.

How small is his figure to the water dragon, and instantly swallowed up by the inexhaustible power of water, the heavens and the earth are turned into a vast ocean.

"Not self-reliant." Yan Meng smiled, and his palms slammed.

The blue water dragons began to tear and slammed into the body of An Lin. Each attack contained Yimeng's understanding of Shinto.

This kind of slashing, even if it is the dynamism of the late returning, will also be traumatized.

The body of Anlinna was also marked with a small blood mark, but the look on his face did not change at all. The blood of the body gradually boiled, and the skin did not know when it had become golden red.

“Hmm?” Yimeng felt a bit wrong.

Suddenly, the light of the sun is released from the center of Anlin.

Bang! In the midst of a vast ocean, the horrible explosion that ushered in.

The endless flames blasted in a cloud-like ring.

The water dragon screamed, and was shocked by the terrible impact and horrible temperature, and then evaporated.

"This is..." Yimeng's pupils shrank slightly, and looked at the scene in front of him with some shock.

The whole body of Anlin turned into a strange red gold color, with a burning fire and a burning flame. The hot temperature caused the atmosphere to boil and the void to distort.

However, this is not the key, the key is that Anlin's breath has become even more horrible!

Anlin opened his mouth slightly and spit out a sigh of relief.

He used the core method of the **** of the first strongest of the South Heavenly Kingdom, the Vulcan model!

Inspired by the body's inflammatory power, it is transformed into the body's kinetic energy and heat, becoming a veritable flame of war!

"Below, let me see what the six great fires and my flesh are, how much power can be exerted..."

An Lin smiled faintly, his body violently tore the air, and the sound bursts into the sky, like a flame meteor falling toward the monstrous!

Yimeng took a shot against the falling Anlin, the blue giant palms were vast, and the five fingers slightly gathered, as if to hold the flames falling from the sky in the palm.

An Lin is boxing out against the blue giant palm!

Bang!

The shock wave of the collision swept several kilometers.

The flame burst, and the horrible kinetic energy shocked the blue giant palm to sink deep.

Then, under the incredible gaze of Yimeng, the giant palm that he shot himself was actually punched out by a huge hole.

In the next moment, Anlin had already rushed to him, and the hot and horrible heat made his skin seem to be burned by endless flames.

"Donghai Dragon King?" Anlin's eyes are like a torch, his fists creaking, and he punches at the speed of Yimeng's chest at a very fast speed!

Hey!

This punch is that Anlin uses the Vulcan model to use all the inflammatory powers of the whole body to make a full blow of the physical strength. When it passes, the void collapses and collapses, and it hits the chest of Yimeng.

Uh... the sound of the broken bones sounds.

Yimeng's eyes are round and round, and a blood is spit out. The body is like a cannonball.

"Father Wang!" Yan Mingyu saw this scene, and finally could not help but shouted.

He just wanted to move, and he was immediately locked by three extremely powerful air engines.

"If you want to shoot, don't blame me, you are welcome." Xiao Ze looked at Yu Mingyu, faintly said, "I hope you fight against the two princes, you don't let me accidentally slap you to death." ”

Yan Mingyu: "..."

Everyone never imagined that after Yimeng gave up the use of thunder, he was still bombarded by Anlin, and the top power of the late return to the virtual period could not stop Anlin’s punch.

After Anlin’s boxing, the body once again tore the void and rushed toward the monk.

"Hey! You are finished!" Yimeng was obviously angered, covered with cyan dragon scales, his hands turned into dragon claws, and he slammed back and rushed toward Anlin.

"Good!" An Lin laughed.

He was shrouded in sacred fire and holy fire, like the supreme fire king ~ www.readwn.com ~ came on the sea of ​​fire, the arm twitched and contracted, and the fist fell to the glory with more horrible power!

Yimeng's claws tore away from An Lin's fist.

Bang!

The afterglow caused by the impact instantly turns the area of ​​a square kilometer into dust.

Yimeng felt an unspeakable terrorist force that spread across his arm to his body.

He snarled, and his feet and the earth merged to resist the power of the mountains.

The earth behind him was overwhelmed and was shaken by the aftermath of this punch.

After a second, all the power was slammed.

Yimeng had a sigh of relief in the future, and Anlin’s second punch fell!

Again!

Under the wrath of Yimeng, he chose to use the body to harden the fist of Anlin. The two claws made a sly cyan track in the void, and tore away to Anlin’s chest at a faster speed!

His two claws broke open the body flame and landed directly on An Lin's body, bursting with a sharp humming sound. The colorful light circulates on An Lin, and the attack that contains his late power back is actually blocked.

Yimeng was shocked and did not expect Anlin’s body to be so terrible.

"Give me a break!" He screamed, and the power of the two-claw Shinto climbed to the top.

Uh... the blood splashed out and six blood marks appeared on the body of An Lin.

At the same time, Yimeng’s chest was once again sagged, and the internal organs seemed to be shattered by fists.

A blood spit out from the mouth of Yimeng, and the body once again fell backwards.

Anlin also kept going back, and the blood of the chest was raging, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

However, he did not look at the fear of the slightest, but he laughed and rushed to Yimeng again.

After seeing a heavy blow, Yimeng once again rushed to his own Anlin like a madman, and he could not help but raise a chill.