I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

When Bai Ling spoke of the main brain space, his mouth was a pumping.

Fortunately, this thing can not provide a plane shuttle function, otherwise he really thought that he was mistaken into the main **** space.

"Next, the light of the Lord's brain will come to you."

"You all have a certain chance to get some inheritance, and it depends on your fate."

Bai Ling smiled a little and said.

The black ball suddenly made a light to everyone.

Sun Shenglian frowned and closed his eyes.

The rest of the people shrouded in the light and stayed.

Look at me, I look at you, all look awkward.

"Congratulations to this woman, fortunately won the inheritance of the Golden Road." Bai Ling smiled and opened his mouth to Sun Shenglian.

"What about us?" asked Luo Ziping, who was in a blue and purple piece, asking for some grievances.

"You didn't win the prize." Bai Ling didn't take it easy.

Everyone smells a word of regret, this way of inheritance...

I always feel that I have worked hard once and for a while, and at the end I have to draw like a scratch, which is really a bit uncomfortable.

It was another whirlwind, and everyone returned to the original trial field. Sun Shenglian also opened her bright eyes and her face was filled with joy.

"How, grandchildren, what inheritance did you get?" asked Anlin curiously.

"Well... how to say it is part of the purple star civilization's perception of Kim."

"The main thing is related to the power of the blood, the feeling is very big, and the understanding of the path of my kendo has many benefits!"

Sun Shenglian said, she has always been unsmiling, and she has burst into a beautiful smile.

When Anlin and others saw her expression, they knew that her harvest was really big!

I am envious, what should I do?

"Cough...we will move on." An Lin cleared his throat and opened his mouth.

Miao Tian and others heard that they both agreed.

Then, there are several independent secret rooms, which are all kinds of research equipment, can't read, can't move, and go to a museum.

Until they came to a very vast space.

White fluttering Bai Ling strolled and smiled and said hello.

"Welcome to the blood test, the trial survival rate is 31%. What you have to do is to eliminate the blood-stained man here."

"Through the members of the trial, there is a chance to gain the blood heritage in the laboratory." Bai Ling said.

The blood of the laboratory?

An Lin suddenly raised a strange feeling: "Wait, what is the blood heritage of what you said, what kind of blood heritage?"

Bai Ling smiled back and said: "It is the blood of the laboratory artificially produced, Zixing produced, must be a boutique!"

An Lin: "..."

It sounds like how to sell products.

"The blood fusion laboratory, the monsters soaked in FRP, is it related to your blood heritage?" Zong Yongyan suddenly remembered these two things.

"Oh, those are the broken pieces of the blood heritage. Rest assured, my inheritance to you is finished." Bai Ling said with no expression.

When everyone heard this sentence, it was not good at all. I always felt that the reward was a bit horrified, like being forced to do human experiments.

"Ang, let's go to other rooms to see it." Miao sweet opened her mouth with some uneasiness.

Anlin nodded, and the place was so big, and there should be gains elsewhere.

"This trial we refused."

Anlin opened the way to Bai Ling.

"Agree to try it? Ok, then the trial begins, I wish you good luck!" Bai Ling smiled and disappeared.

An Lin: "???"

Everyone has a face.

Lying in the trough, is she jealous?

Obviously, it is rejection!

"Rely, feels pitted!" Luo Ziping broke open the road.

The crowd also reacted quickly, with a look of anger and grievances.

This Bailing is definitely a problem!

No... this ruin is very problematic!

At this time, the ground began to slowly remove a hole.

A cylindrical fiberglass rises slowly and is filled with red liquid.

The door of the FRP began to open and the liquid poured out.

"Be careful!"

Anlin looked extremely dignified and reminded him.

Very strong atmosphere, emitted from the FRP.

A man slowly walked out of the FRP and gasped in a low voice, like a goblin from hell.

His eyes were red and his hands had been mutated into dragon claws covered with scales.

The dragon claws were inserted into the back, and the spine of the bone spurs slowly pulled out of the hand, revealing a cruel and bloodthirsty smile to everyone in front.

This smile is extremely cold, giving a feeling of chilling.

Then he moved and the whole person turned into a black line.

"Distracted!"

An Lin screamed and then came to the man to make a mountain fist.

"bang"

Anlin, who is in the realm of the spiritual period, uses the strength of the Lushan boxing to be more pure and powerful, and the golden light even illuminates the entire trial field.

The members of the team began to distract and vacated the main battle space for An Lin and the clown.

The man holds the spine and squats down the golden fist, draws a pure black knife, and instantly smashes the Lushan fist, and the cast is not reduced.

An Lin’s pupils shrank, but they didn’t expect their powerful moves to be easily broken by the man’s trick.

The clown shouted and took the silver stick to the man.

The silver rod and the spine collide to make a sound of a gold shovel, the spark of the collision splashes, and the horrible force will directly fly the clown!

No... can't hesitate.

Anlin took out a sacred sword from the Nayong and activated it immediately!

"Frost ice sword!"

He shouted and poured into the symbol.

Then, Fuxi did not react at all...

Lying in the trough, it’s a hoarse fire! ?

Anlin was shocked and immediately changed another symbol to motivate it.

Then, he felt an invisible force suppression, so that Fuxi could not be activated at all!

The man with the spine has already rushed to him at a very fast speed!

Suddenly ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a flywheel rushed toward him.

The man swung his spine and flew the flywheel.

But at this moment of the interval, a sword and a wind blade followed, and the man was shrouded.

"Boom!"

The energy began to concentrate and explode, spreading to the surroundings.

At the same time, Anlin took out the sword of victory.

The man rushed out of the explosion and handed a bone to the spine to draw a black line.

high speed!

However, An Lin opened the Shen Jian technique at that moment, his eyes became a white snow, and the evil spirit sword swayed away in a flawless way.

The man looked a glimpse, his footsteps hard to stop, his body twisted like a snake, and he escaped Anlin's sword.

Respond quickly!

An Lin was shocked. His attack after the analysis of the flaws in Shen Jianshu was actually cracked by this man. This was the first time he encountered this situation in his confrontation with the enemy.

After the man escaped a blow, he immediately counterattacked and held the spine to draw the deadly black mans.

Anlin retreated back and forth.

Even if he turned on the gods, he attacked and analyzed to avoid, but because the body could not keep up with the horrible speed of men's attacks, he was instantly injured many times.

The clown also joined the battle with a silver stick.

Because of the addition of the clown, Anlin did not improve the situation, but was still suppressed.

If this continues, as his wounds continue to increase, he will die too much and die.

"The clown, give me a big move, can suppress him to death!"

An Lin screamed.

The clown grinned: "I won't make a big move!"

An Lin: "..."