I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1404: The Danger of the Son

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The three Holy Sons all knew what it meant for all the saints of the Divine Pan Alliance to die.

The situation has reached the most serious level! !

"It is very likely that our matter has been known to the emperor of the blood race!" Ke Kesti looked solemn, and his brows were deeply frowned.

"The only thing that makes us fortunate is that only we know the identities of other saints. The saints do not know each other's identities, and the news will not leak too much. I have passed the news to other saints through special signals, so that they Do a good job of concealment..." Tabor said lightly.

"However, the saints know our identities..." Myron said nervously, "We may have been exposed, so we should flee from the land of Black Marsh immediately!"

Ke Kesti sighed: "How much time do you think it will take for the superpower Hedao to come here from knowing the news? We haven't escaped from the Holy Land of Blood Ancestors yet, I'm afraid the Great Emperor is already waiting for us outside the Holy Land of Blood Ancestors right?"

"Then what should we do?" Cold sweat was already breaking out on Myron's forehead.

Their status in the blood race is extremely lofty, even comparable to the great emperor. But once it is confirmed that there is a threat to the blood clan, and the emperors identify them as traitors, then the emperor of the Dao level still has the right to send them to the blood ancestors for public judgment.

In other words, without the identity of the Holy Son, they will not be able to resist the power of the Great Emperor He Dao!

"First, let's commit suicide right now, so that the emperor won't be able to get any information from us," Kekesti said.

The corners of Tabor's and Myron's mouths twitched slightly. They were ready to sacrifice everything for the ancestors, but they committed suicide if they disagreed with each other. I always feel that it is too hasty

"But in this way, the Sacred Blood Cult will have no leader, which will also deal a great blow to the Holy Blood Cult..."

"The second way is that we hide in the Holy Land of the Blood Patriarch. The holy son who is not appointed by the Blood Patriarch cannot enter here. We just stay here, waiting for the rescue of our holy ancestor..."

Ke Kesti brushed the golden hair behind her delicate ears, raised her eyes to the sky in the distance, and said slowly.

"However, how could the Holy Ancestor come in here to save us?" Myron was still worried.

"The reason why the holy ancestor is the holy ancestor is because his power is beyond our imagination! Why do you say that the holy ancestor can't come in?!" Ke Kesti snorted coldly.

Myron: "..."

The three of them looked at each other, and they all understood each other's thoughts from it.

"I want to taste the blood of the holy ancestor again."

"I haven't seen the glory of the Holy Blood Cult yet, I'm not reconciled!"

"The Holy Patriarch will definitely come to save us!"

In this way, all three chose the second way.

Boom!

Suddenly, strange fluctuations appeared in the sky and the earth.

Ke Kesti's face changed suddenly: "Oops, another creature broke in!"

"It's Emperor Dark Mang..." Myron gasped.

Emperor Anmang is the last Holy Son, so he is naturally qualified to enter the Blood Ancestor Holy Land!

"What are you doing standing there, run away!"

"Yes! Find a hidden place to hide!"

Kyushu border.

Forty-Nine Immortals.

In a room with a faint scent of rouge.

Liu Qianhuan's pretty face was flushed, her vivid purple eyes were hot and focused, her cherry lips parted slightly, and urged: "An Lin, come on... quickly..."

"Don't worry, I'm here..." An Lin breathed heavily and swallowed, feeling very nervous.

Liu Qianhuan opened her thin cherry lips, exhaled a quiet fragrance, but said a little annoyed: "What are you doing, hurry up, increase the firepower!"

"This kind of thing definitely can't be done all at once." An Lin's fingers swam quickly.

"Hmm... I can't hold it anymore..." Liu Qianhuan's purple eyes were a little blurred.

"I've tried my best!" An Lin was so tired that sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Ah... the limit is reached..." Liu Qianhuan's tender body tensed up, and she let out a coquettish cry.

Boom!

The sound of an explosion sounded.

"Drip baboon!"

A big red fail sign appears on the screen.

An Lin and Liu Qianhuan were sweating profusely, looking at the big word "failure" on the phone screen, they fell into a long silence.

"Unexpectedly, I, Anlin Sword Immortal, have been in the League of Legends for several years, and now I can't even win against humans and machines..." An Lin sighed, looking at his own stats of zero bars and fifteen.

"Hey... My magical girl who personally blessed me is still unable to beat the opponent. This move is as if she is hanging up!" Liu Qianhuan's eyes were red, and her delicate mouth was flattened very unhappy. Looking at his zero bar 20 data...

Bai Ling on the side was happy: "This is the combat artificial intelligence I designed. It can use the most accurate and powerful calculations, as well as the deduction and analysis of various psychological and personality abilities, to find the opponent's flaws within one ten-thousandth of a second, and design the most powerful one. Excellent style of play. How is it, are you convinced?"

Liu Qianhuan, who was about to be beaten into tears, looked at the tragic data in front of him, and said unconvinced: "Again! I want to justify the name of my magical girl!"

"I, An Lin Sword Immortal, will never be weaker than others in my life, no matter in reality or in the game!" An Lin was also very unconvinced.

However, he has yet to start a new round of battle.

The sound transmission talisman in the ring suddenly shone brightly.

"Huh? It's strange, it turned out to be the voice transmission of Director Jin Hu of the Kurosawa Land Executive Department?" An Lin was puzzled, but he connected to the voice transmission immediately.

Jin Hu, as the general of the Heavenly Court against the blood race of the Black Lake, dialed the sound transmission talisman himself, which should be very important.

"Sect Master An Lin, something is wrong!"

As soon as the sound transmission symbol was connected, Jin Hu's rough and eager voice came.

"What happened?" An Lin asked with a frown.

"According to the news from the blood clan's informant, the god disk alliance, the top force of the blood clan, has just suddenly collapsed!" Jin Hu said.

"Shenpan Alliance?" An Lin's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "What's going on?"

If he remembered correctly, his servant Tabor was still the Great Elder in the God Disk Alliance.

Jin Hu said in a deep voice: "It is said that Emperor Hei Yiren did it himself, and they may already know something... Someone from the core place of the blood clan also said that the three holy sons are still in the holy land of the blood ancestors. Already headed to the Holy Land in person…”

An Lin suddenly stood up from his seat.

"Sect Master An Lin, don't be impulsive! The Holy Land is at the core of the Black Marsh Land. It's weird and unpredictable, and there is a large formation left by the Blood Ancestor. Even the Emperor of Heaven dare not go deep!" It seemed that he was afraid of An Lin's actions What is irrational, Jin Hu urged urgently.

"It's too late, every minute of delay now, they are more dangerous."

An Lin showed determination and walked out the door.

"You have to calm down! They are just your servants, but you are the hope of our Kyushu. Before you are sure, don't go rashly. I have already contacted the Emperor of Heaven, and I will make a detailed plan for the next step before taking action." Jin Hu felt something was wrong, and added.

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

An Lin hung up the sound transmission talisman, turned around and looked at the people behind him: "I'll go back as soon as I go."

"You have to pay more attention to safety, don't force yourself." Liu Qianhuan put down the phone and instructed.

Bai Ling smiled when he heard the words: "If you are on your way, take the Zixing No. 1 rocket I developed recently. Anyway, the coordinates of the blood race have been confirmed, and it will be faster than your space shuttle."

An Lin hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and said, "Okay!"

(end of this chapter)