I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

All three sons know that all the saints of the Gods Union are dead, what it means.

The situation has reached the most serious point! !

"Our things are likely to have been known by the blood king's emperors!" Cocosty's look was dignified, and Liu Mei was deeply wrinkled.

"The only thing that we are fortunate is that only when we know the identity of other saints, the saints do not know each other's identity, the news will not reveal too much. I have already passed the special signal to convey the message to other saints and let them Do a good job of concealment..." Taber whispered.

"But the saints know our identity..." Myron nervously said, "We are probably already exposed, or immediately flee the land of Blackpool!"

Cocosti sighed: "Do you think that it takes a lot of time from the time to know the news, to the rush to come here? We have not escaped the sacred land, I am afraid that the emperor has been waiting for us outside the blood ancestral holy land. Is it?"

"What should we do?" Mellen’s forehead had already had a cold sweat.

Their status in the blood family is so high that they can even rival the great emperor. But once it was confirmed that there was a threat to the blood family, and was recognized as a traitor by the great emperor, then the great emperor at the joint level still has the right to send them to the blood ancestor for a public ruling.

In other words, losing the identity of the Son, they will not be able to resist the power of the Great Emperor!

"First, we will commit suicide now, and the soul will fly away, so that the great emperor will not be able to get any information from us." Cocosti said.

Both Taber and Mellon’s mouth were slightly pumped. They were ready to give everything to the ancestors, but they committed suicide without saying a word.

"But in this way, the Holy Blood will have no leader, and this will be a big blow to the Holy Blood..."

"The second way is that we are hiding in the holy land of the blood ancestors. The holy son of the non-blood ancestors cannot enter this place. We are here in this way, waiting for the rescue of our ancestors..."

Cocosty slid the golden hair next to his delicate ear to the back of his ear, looking up into the distant sky and slowly opening the way.

"However, how can the ancestors come in to save us?" Myron is still worried.

"The reason why the ancestor is the ancestor is because his power is not what we can imagine! Why do you say that the ancestors could not enter?!" Cocosty said coldly.

Myron: "..."

The three men looked at each other and read the other person's mind.

"I want to taste the blood of the Holy Father again."

"The glory of the Holy Blood has not been seen yet, I am not willing!"

"The Holy Father will definitely save us!"

In this way, the three chose the second way.

Bang!

There are sudden strange fluctuations in the heavens and the earth.

Coco's face suddenly changed: "Well, there are other creatures coming in!"

"It's the Dark Emperor..." Melan took a breath.

The Emperor of the Dark Mang is the last saint, and naturally he is also eligible to enter the Holy Land of Blood!

"Stand up and do something, run away!"

"Yes! Find a hidden place to hide!"

......

Kyushu border.

Forty-nine sects.

A room with a faint scent.

Liu Qian's fascinating face is blushing, the agile purple scorpion is hot and focused, and the lips are light, prompting: "An Lin, fast... come..."

"Don't worry, I am coming..." An Lin breathed quickly, swallowing a sip, very nervous.

Liu Qian illusion opened the thin lips, spit the quiet fragrance, but was a little angry: "What are you doing, hurry up, increase the firepower!"

"This kind of thing, certainly can't do it all at once." An Lin fingers swam quickly.

"Uh huh... I can't hold it..." Liu Qian's illusion is somewhat blurred.

"I have tried my best!" Anlin tired of sweat on his forehead.

"Ah... to the limit..." Liu Qian’s body is tight and screaming.

Hey!

The sound of an explosion sounded.

"Drip!"

A big red failure sign appears on the screen.

An Lin and Liu Qianyan sweated and looked at the big "failure" on the screen of the mobile phone, and fell into a long silence.

"I can't think of my number of heroines in the league of Anlin Jianxian. Now even the man-machines can't win..." Anlin sighed and looked at his data on the zero-fifteen.

"Oh... my magical girl who has personally added blessings, but she still can't beat the opposite. This is the same as hanging!" Liu Qian's eyes are red, and the delicate little mouth is very unhappy. Looking at the data of his own zero bar...

Bai Lingle on the side: "This is the combat artificial intelligence I designed. I can find the other's defects in one tenth of a second, with the most accurate and powerful calculations, and the deductive analysis of various psychological personality abilities. Excellent play. How, convinced?"

Liu Qian, who is about to be crying, looks at the fierce data in front of him and is not convinced: "Come back! I want to name my magical girl!"

"I am not afraid of Jianlin in my life, whether in reality or in the game!" Anlin is also very unconvinced.

However, he has not yet started a new game.

The melody in the ring is suddenly shining.

"Well? It’s strange, it turned out to be the voice of Minister Kim Hu of the Observatory of Kurosawa?" An Lin was puzzled, but he immediately connected the voice.

As a general of the Heavenly Court against the **** people of the Blackpool, Jinhu personally dials the notes, this matter should be very important.

"Anlin's lord, the big thing is not good!"

As soon as the notes were connected, the sound of the golden tiger's rough and eager voice was heard.

"What happened?" asked Anlin frowning.

"According to the bloodline of the bloodline, the news of the bloodline's top forces, the gods alliance, just suddenly destroyed!" Jinhudao.

"God Union?" Anlin jumped and asked, "What the **** is going on?"

If he remembers correctly, his servant Taber was still a great elder in the Shenpan Alliance.

Jin Hu Shen Sheng: "It is said that the Black Emperor personally took the work ~www.readwn.com~ They may already know something... Someone in the core of the blood family also said that the Three Sons are still in the blood ancestor Among the holy places, the Emperor of the Dark Man has personally visited the Holy Land..."

Anlin suddenly stood up from his seat.

"Anlin lord, don't be impulsive! The holy land is in the core of the black land, where there is a strange and unpredictable, and there is a large array of blood ancestors, even if the Emperor does not dare to go deep!" Seems to be afraid of Anlin What is irrational, Jin Hu hurriedly persuaded.

"It’s too late, and now every minute they drag, they are more dangerous."

An Lin was decisive and walked out the door.

"You have to be calm! They are just your servants, but you are the hope of our Kyushu. Before you are sure, don't go ahead. I have contacted the Emperor, and I will do the next step in detail." Jin Hu feels a little bad, and adds.

"Servant? Even if it is my servant, I am in danger, I can't wait!"

Anlin hung a note and turned to look at a few people behind him: "I will go back when I go."

"You have to pay more attention to safety, don't force yourself." Liu Qianyi put down his mobile phone and shouted.

Bai Ling heard the words but smiled: "If you are on the road, take the newly developed Zixing No. 1 rocket. Anyway, you have confirmed the coordinates of the blood family and shot it directly, faster than your space shuttle."

Anlin hesitated for a moment and finally nodded: "Good!"