I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

“Let’s say, what is the purpose of your nurturing period cultivator?” Little Hong slowly opened.

She spoke at this time, and she became a majesty, as if with an irresistible force, people wanted to follow her words.

The black Heart Demon king is blind and the expression is sluggish and falls into an unconscious state.

His mouth slowly opened: “The cultivator is shown to activate the blood token of the emperor. The blood token requires the life cultivator of the human cultivator to fully activate.”

Everyone is stunned by this. The original Emperor was trying to catch a human cultivator in the cultivating period to the Sacrificial Refining Magical Tool.

The number of cultivators in the cultivating period is sparse and the whereabouts are uncertain. It is very difficult to meet and capture.

Taking the wanted demon king as a bait, leading to the cultivator of the cultivating period, this method has nothing to worry about.

It’s strange to blame the wisdom of the demon king’s acting is too exaggerated, which makes An Lin and the others ready, and a counter-kill.

“What is the purpose of the magic emperor to activate the blood token?” Qinghe sword immortal asked.

Little Hong retelled his words, Black Heart Demon Wang hearing this and continued to answer: “The blood token is the blood god in the Western blood family, giving the magician a special instrument to restore the cultivation base. There are two ghosts on this instrument. The Emperor uses this ghost to absorb the blood essence of the cultivator, restore the damage, and upgrade its cultivation base.”

“Hey, the blood races are colluding with Demon Race. Are they not always confused?”

The head of the cloud leader heard the blood clan participation behind him, and his face could not help but sink.

“The Devil was seriously injured by Zhang Tianshi of Dragon-Tiger Mountain five years ago and then fled to the Kunlun Mountains.”

“In that big battle, Zhang Tianshi’s broken soul Leifa, directly destroying the roots of the emperor, such a bloody token can also be restored?” Qinghe sword immortal brow wrinkled.

Zhang Tianshi is the first strongest player in China, and the first-hand smashing of the soul is magical.

The Doug of the Emperor was destroyed by his Leifa. According to the reason, the cultivation base should be dropped, and no recovery is possible.

Is the blood token so powerful that it has the effect of repairing the root?

In this regard, Xuanyuan Cheng shook his head: “The effect of blood tokens is not to restore the roots. From the description of the black Heart Demon, the blood token mentioned here is actually the bloody flesh monument of the blood family. Let the emperor transform into the blood family!”

An Lin astonished: “Cheng Ge, do you know the blood family?”

Xuanyuan Cheng smiled and said: “The blood race is a very strong race in the early continent. It is located in the land of Blackpool in the southwest. I have studied them naturally. The blood family of the mortal world is just the legacy of their legacy.’s all.”

“Fellow Daoist Xuanyuan, you said that the emperor is going to transform into the blood family!?” The head of the cloud road is wide-eyed and unbelievable.

The rest of the cultivator is also amazed, looking forward to Xuanyuan Cheng.

The blood family does not need to condense the spiritual root, they only rely on the continuous strengthening of flesh and blood, and finally reach the point of sanctification.

This way of cultivation is completely different from the way Demon Race is cultivated.

Even so, Demon Race can transform to the blood, which sounds more amazing than restoring the destroyed roots.

“Blood and blood can use the body of the Great Great Cultivator to reshape the body of the Emperor, and then supplement the bloodline of the blood to achieve racial transformation.”

“So I guess, behind the Emperor, there must be no less than two blood gods in the back of the gods.”

“Because of this transformation, two blood gods need to be in the side to maintain the battle!” Xuanyuan Cheng continued to speak.

“Two blood gods…” The head of the cloud road was tightly locked. “No, I must report Zhang Tianshi in time!”

Two blood gods and one magic emperor…

To say that they don’t want to do anything, the ghosts won’t believe it!

After that, An Lin and the others continued to ask Black Heart Demon some questions.

But what he knows is that only the emperor is going to sacrifice blood tokens, and he knows nothing about the rest.

The combination of the emperor and the blood god, there are specific plans, even the devil does not know, which makes everyone become somewhat uneasy.

The devil does not know, do you want them to ask the emperor?

Finally, An Lin and the others asked about the detailed coordinates of the Devil and some of the distribution forces of Demon Race, and then stopped asking.

The only thing they can learn from the black Heart Demon is this.

Little Hong lifted the enchantment and some tiredly returned to An Lin’s pocket.

“Well, what do you do with the black Heart Demon?”

An Lin looked at the black Heart Demon who had been tortured by them for thousands of times and fell into meditation.

The black Heart Demon looked up and looked at An Lin, and there was a glimmer of light in the muddy eyes.

And… a strong love!

An Lin’s heart is boring, loudly: “Hey, no one wants this devil, I’m killing!”

Tian Lingling and Huang Shanshan and the others saw the laughter and apparently saw the expression of the black Heart Demon.

Qinghe sword immortal stood up and said: “An Lin Fellow Daoist, give me this dirty hand!”

After that, he pulled out the long sword and made a dazzling sword glow, killing the black Heart Demon.

Killing the enemy, Qinghe sword immortal has always seized the opportunity!

Looking at the body of the black Heart Demon, the face of the cultivator is rare and regrets.

Even if he is tortured by inhumane people, he still sticks to his position, does not betray, and does not abandon.

Aside from the standpoint, the loyalty of this demon king makes the cultivator admire!

After dealing with this, the cultivators sent their events to Sect.

Xuanyuan Cheng and Xu Xiaolan once again realized the charm of technology.

Thousands of sound transmission What, after all is a high-order cultivator can use the spell, but the micro-word is everyone can use it!

No matter what realm you are, you can communicate the message to the other party the first time.

Can chat at the same time, but also take live video, everyone together to participate in the discussion!

This is the charm of technological civilization!

“Nine Province World If there is such a civilization, it would be great!” Xu Xiaolan’s white jade has an envious face, she likes to drive, likes to visit Taobao, visit Jingdong…

“The purple star civilization before the continuation of the continuation is much more developed than the mortal civilization, but how bad it is. You know it.” Xuanyuan Cheng smiled and started talking.

Xu Xiaolan hearing this is also nodded, lightly sighed.

After finishing this, An Lin and the others began to lock the Demon Tower reinforcement seal.

The rest of the human cultivator is kept outside the lock Demon Tower to prevent accidents.

An Lin headed for the red door, and the horrible atmosphere in the tower radiated from the door, giving people a sense of suffocation.

Somehow, he suddenly had an urge to push the door open.

But soon he woke up and stopped the movements on his hands.

Reinforced seals only need to be carried out outside the door, and the door cannot be opened by his strength.

The rune of a path of golden appears on the tower of the red body, which is both enchanting and solemn.

Xuanyuan Cheng began to use the sacred method to reinforce the seal, and An Lin and Xu Xiaolan guarded the situation around them.

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A mysterious place in the depths of the Kunlun Mountains, colorful smog shrouded the place, known as the Devil.

In the golden Paragon King, the tall silhouette suddenly emits horrible energy, turning everything in the square into a powder, even the golden throne is not spared.

One of the devils looked at the throne that turned into a powder, and he was distressed.

Hemp eggs, this is a middle-end implement, don’t give it to me!

The emperor whispered, apparently on the verge of anger.

In one place, four white hoes have been broken, and these hoes are connected to the devil’s air.

The four hoes shattered, and the four demon kings who went out to perform the mission were dead and the mission failed!

“It’s really waste, it’s all planted in the hands of human cultivators…”

The voice of the emperor is low, and there is a killing intent for ice cold:

“It seems that the deity has to take it out personally…”