I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1143: The strong support of the God of Frost and Cold (the third change, rewards added

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In this battlefield, the great power in the late stage of Void Return is the real threat to Xu Xiaolan.

This kind of threat can be eliminated one by one.

Dolma, the god of frost and cold in the western dragon forest, let her fall here.

An Lin put on the Phantom Star Clothes, spread the wind wings behind him, Kunpeng's power to control the sky enveloped his whole body, and flew with all his strength, barely keeping up with Ao Qingyu's speed.

"Hehe... the majestic God of Frost and Cold in the Western Dragon Forest, has he only escaped now?" Ao Qingyu sneered with disdain.

Dolma remained unmoved, with the flapping of his wings, he was able to reach a distance of tens of miles, and his buttocks continued to spit out extreme cold energy impacts, hindering Ao Qingyu's pursuit.

Ao Qingyu used words to despise and pretend to be coercive, and Dolma farted in response.

A verbal insult, a physical and chemical insult, hard to distinguish.

But no matter what, the distance is still getting closer.

On the one hand, Ao Qingyu's speed after using the secret method is indeed faster than Zhuo Ma, on the other hand, Zhuo Ma was actually injured, and her speed is getting slower and slower.

"Wow..." Dolma suddenly raised his head to the sky and screamed, his voice was ethereal and distant.

Ao Qingyu's eyes turned cold, she drew her sword and cut it out instantly.

This distance is within the attack range!

A sword glow like a rainbow piercing the sun pierced the sky and landed on Zhuoma's icy wings.

Wow!

Blood splattered.

Dolma let out a cry of pain, and fell to the ground.

"It's bleeding out?"

An Lin, who was far away, was a little surprised when he saw this scene.

But in the next moment, the severed wings suddenly flew back to the body of the Frost Dragon, condensed and fused, and became living wings again. The wings fluttered and continued to flee.

"Hehe, you can't escape the palm of your hand."

Ao Qingyu sneered, and instantly slashed hundreds of swords at Zhuoma!

Zhuoma opened his mouth and sprayed forward, a small snowball was spit out by it like a cannonball.

In the next breath, the huge frost dragon was chopped into hundreds of pieces by Ao Mingyu!

When a piece of ice flakes shattered and fluttered, the little snowball cracked.

A little ice dragon jumped out of the snowball and flew towards the distance quickly.

That little ice dragon is the body of the giant frost dragon Zhuoma!

Seeing this scene, An Lin's eyes were wide open again, Zhuoma's tricks must be too much.

"It's a good trick to get rid of the golden cicada's shell." Ao Qingyu's expression changed and she chased after her again. This time, the distance was thrown a little far, and she might lose her!

"Aww..."

Dolma looked up to the sky and screamed again, his voice was ethereal and distant. Afterwards, she turned her head back and looked at Ao Mingyu, with a look of complacency and mockery in her eyes.

She turned into a ten-mile dragon again, and was about to fart to humiliate Ao Qingyu who was chasing after her. When her butt was raised, she suddenly felt a severe cramping pain in her stomach.

"Pfft...!"

The blue mixed liquid suddenly exploded from the hole!

Ao Qingyu was shocked by this scene.

He thought that what he was about to face was a terrifying shock of extreme cold energy, but he didn't expect it to be Zhuoma's real excrement! As a last resort, he had no choice but to draw his sword to break the shit.

After Zhuoma blew shit up, tears burst into tears instantly.

At this moment, a man covered in black energy charged forward with a long sword in his hand.

Wind Sword!

He slashed with his sword, tearing a huge gap in Dolma's body!

"Aw!" Dolma cried out in pain, turned around and slapped her wings like slaps.

The power is terrifying and carries the power of crushing, distorting and cracking the space in a radius of ten miles.

An Lin's body turned into white mist and dissipated in place.

Dissolving Mist Immortals!

"An Lin! Don't try to snatch my prey!" Ao Qingyu finally roared angrily after a short period of absence, and the sword light landed on Zhuoma's body again.

Dolma cried out in pain, another huge gap was torn from his body.

"Crazy? Who wants to take your head? I'm afraid that Zhuoma will escape, so I will help you." In the void, An Lin's figure once again condensed, and said lightly.

Ao Qingyu was taken aback when she heard the words, and then said angrily, "Will you help me? Do you think I'm a fool? Tell me the truth, do you also have dragon blood?!"

While speaking, he didn't forget to use the sword net to hold Zhuo Ma's running away.

Thanks to Anlin's series of operations, Ao Qingyu caught up with Zhuoma again.

Ao Qingyu wanted to kill Zhuoma quickly, not giving An Lin a chance.

After all, whoever ends Zhuoma's life will gain the power of the dragon. An Lin must have the blood of the dragon, and he came here to absorb the power of the dragon!

Ao Qingyu felt that there was nothing wrong with her deduction.

An Lin couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard Ao Qingyu's words: "Oh, I didn't think you were an idiot at first, but now that I heard what you said, I changed my mind."

"You...!" Ao Qingyu really wanted to slash An Lin with a sword, but he couldn't, because he had sworn an oath with his heart.

So angry!

Ao Qingyu was furious, and slashed at Zhuoma again.

Poor Dolma, what kind of golden cicada escaped its shell, cheated the world, concealed the old warehouse, and used it all, and couldn't deceive Ao Qingyu again, so she was hacked again.

"Aw...!"

Dolma was very wronged, why did that human make Ao Qingyu angry, and Ao Qingyu wanted to kill her

"Give up, you can't escape my palm."

Ao Qingyu walked through the air with a mighty sword in hand, and said lightly.

"If you fight desperately, at least... you can die with dignity."

Facing the aggressive Ao Qingyu, Zhuoma rarely stopped in his tracks, and a hundred miles around turned into a world of ice and snow again, and the power of extreme cold crazily invaded Ao Qingyu and An Lin.

An Lin felt that the blood in his body seemed to be frozen by the cold force, not only his movements slowed down, but even his five senses became much slower.

This is a field mixed with the power of Zhuoma's divine way, and its strength even broke through the defense of his God of War body!

Ao Qingyu laughed: "This is how you look like a real strong man!"

"Do you really think that I was moved by what you said, and that's why I stopped?" Dolma sneered.

"Could it be possible that you can still beat me?" Ao Qingyu showed disdain, with her long sword lying in front of her, the light of the sword was as green as jade.

With the sword, he is not afraid of any enemy.

"Hahaha... Dolma may not be able to defeat you alone, but what about me?" A majestic and majestic voice came from the sky.

Immediately afterwards, the dazzling white thunder light reflected the night sky like daytime.

The suffocating power began to descend into the world.

Ao Qingyu's complexion changed drastically: "Is it Zeus, the God of Thunder in Western Dragon Forest?"

"Hahaha... that's right!"

Dolma laughed heartily, with resentment in his eyes: "What do you think was the reason for the strange roar I made when I was being chased before? It was not to express emotion, but to give a message to the great power of the Western Dragon Clan. The highest distress signal!"

"You're lucky. It's Zeus, the god of killing and speed. Ao Qingyu, you can't escape!"

While speaking, dark clouds obscured the stars.

The sound of thunder roaring shocked the world.

In a sea of white light and thunder.

Zeus, the God of Thunder in the Western Dragon Forest, finally came to the world!

(end of this chapter)