I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 742: Terrible sequelae (Part 1)

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There is a price to be paid for the secret method of fusion of the three saints, ghosts and gods, and that price is that after the secret method is over, one will have to bear the heart-piercing pain caused by the separation of soul and soul.

The huge body of thousands of feet, the monster that once gave everyone a nightmare experience, is lying on the ground at this moment, rolling all over the ground in pain.

The pain of being separated again is no less painful than the pain of being destroyed. The pain of being destroyed by the soul is only a momentary thing, but the pain of separation of the soul is continuous...

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo , actually wanted to commit suicide!

The two giant swords fell, but were caught by a pair of dragon hands and a pair of phoenix hands empty-handed.

"Fool, if you want to die, don't drag us!" Long Shou roared.

Feng Shou looked at the head with murderous intent: "I'll give you one second to repent, okay, the time has passed, the repentance is useless, go to die!"

Boom boom boom boom...

Four mighty fists fell on the head's head in turn, like the explosion of heavy bombs, and the impact of energy even set off a hurricane of hundreds of miles in the world.

Su Wenjun and others opened their mouths wide, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

In their field of vision, the Sansheng ghosts and gods raised their four arms, raised their fists, and kept hitting their heads, as if they were going to smash themselves to death with such force, the style of painting was surprisingly broken .

"Is it going to kill itself?" Su Qianyun looked at the scene in front of her in disbelief, feeling that everything was so bizarre and eye-opening.

Liu Qianhuan was very happy and began to entertain himself: "I will kill you!"

"Who killed me, and who did I kill?"

She frowned slightly again: "I killed me?"

Dabai stretched out his dog's paw, and cooperated with Liu Qianhuan's performance: "The answer is correct! Let's do it!"

Soon, the human head was beaten half to death, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and the corners of his mouth were drooling, as if he was demented.

"Huh... such a beating, I feel much better!" Long Shou said.

"I finally found an excuse to vent my anger." Feng Shou nodded in agreement.

The two chiefs suffered so many grievances and almost died. They had been holding back their anger for a long time, but now they have vented it completely, and they feel that their thoughts have become much clearer.

An Lin looked at it not far away and wanted to complain. It was the first time he saw himself beating himself up, and he still had a relaxed and smiling monster.

Is this to cheer yourself up

The Sansheng ghosts and gods were still rolling on the ground, twitching.

The pain of the separation of mind and soul continued, the dragon head was tearful, and the phoenix head even dripped blood and tears from the eyes, but no fool would yell at the pain so much that he wanted to commit suicide.

"I always feel that I beat that guy into a faint. It's cheap. Look at how soundly it sleeps! I'm not balanced!" Long Shou wailed.

"Don't worry about scarcity but inequality, let's wake it up!" Feng Shou's eyes were filled with coldness.

Four hill-like fists once again landed on the head's head in turn.

Boom boom boom boom...

Looking at the scene of the three saints, ghosts and gods writhing in pain and self-mutilation, the group of great powers felt both strange and joyful in their hearts.

"While this monster is weak, let's fight together!" Solanum nigrum held a long spear in his hand, and his fighting spirit was surging.

As a result, no one responded, and they all watched the show from the sidelines.

Fei Ying rolled her eyes at Solanum nigrum lightly, and said in her heart, that monster is obviously angry, and if you go to provoke it now, although there is a chance to beat the dog in the water, once it regains its strength, the one who dies will definitely be the first to emerge.

Bai Ling didn't reply, she just looked at the sky from time to time, and she didn't know what she was looking at.

"Anlin... Fellow Daoist Anlin, how is the sealing technique you prepared?" A soft and charming voice came.

An Lin, who had already put away the chaotic alloy bricks, was pinching the magic formula in a serious manner, chanting words in his mouth.

He glanced at Fairy Scarlet Sakura, who was transmitting the voice secretly, and continued to recite the moonlight in front of the bed without saying a word, as if to say, don't disturb me from performing the sealing technique!

Seeing An Lin like this, Fairy Feiying finally felt a little more at ease.

An Lin couldn't settle down in his heart. He tried to transmit the sound to the Black Spirit Snake, but he couldn't feel the Black Spirit Snake's breath at all! It has been so long since the first seal was issued, people have been born and died several times, and there is still no movement from above, it is impossible for him to say that he is not in a hurry.

However, he couldn't do anything but worry.

The only thing I can do is to recite poems once in a while, pinch a few formulas that I don’t even understand, and calm my mind...

"We can't wait any longer, we must seize this opportunity!" Solanum nigrum's golden spear kept trembling, his aura reached its peak, and the golden fairy spit at the tip of the spear, showing its sharpness.

However, at this moment, a fair and slender hand pressed Solanum nigrum on the shoulder.

Solanum nigrum was stunned for a moment, and looked at the woman beside her.

With a relaxed smile on her face, the woman said, "Don't be nervous, just wait."

"What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for An Lin to use the sealing technique?" Solanum nigrum frowned.

Although she knew that An Lin had great abilities, those unreliable behaviors before made her feel uncertain.

"Wait for the sealing technique, the sealing technique is about to come, during this period of time we don't need to make any troubles." Bai Ling spoke softly, with some kind of wonderful soothing power in his voice.

Solanum nigrum silently restrained its breath, and Bai Ling still gave people a very reliable impression, a beautiful and powerful gentle big sister, and she was talking about her.

The Sansheng ghosts and gods struggled painfully on the ground for a while before climbing up with some difficulty.

When An Lin saw the monster stand up, its legs were still shaking. It was obvious that it had suffered a lot before, and its muscles were still trembling now.

"Huh... I finally made it through! I really thought I was going to be in so much pain that I would die!" Long Shou said with trembling teeth.

"If there is something to gain, then there is no problem with pain."

"But look at that idiot, he managed to acquire superpowers, and none of the enemies were casualties! They are all looking at us as a joke!" The more Feng Shou said, the lower his voice became, and his trembling hands foreshadowed that it had already On the brink of rage.

At this moment, Longshou focused his eyes on An Lin's direction: "That idiot is useless, but the source of all this is because of that man..."

It recalled the man's terrifying sealing technique and lightning control technique, and its anger value skyrocketed.

Feng Shou also turned his attention to An Lin: "I have to say, this human being has great abilities, but because of this, he must die!"

The dragon head and the phoenix head looked at An Lin, the murderous intent seemed to be condensed into substance, cold and threatening.

The three saints and ghosts started to move, with a piece of bone and wings, their bodies rushed towards An Lin like a thunderbolt!

"Ding ding ding! The second form of the Genesis Suppressing Evil Sword you want, Fengtiandi, is ready, and you can start pretending at any time!" The black spirit snake seemed to be in a good mood, and the language style transmitted to An Lin began to move towards a certain style. developed in this direction.

An Lin smiled faintly, facing the three holy ghosts and gods rushing towards him, without a trace of fear.

He pointed to the sky with one hand, and pointed to the three holy ghosts and gods with the other, and said in a clear voice, "Everything has its own law, and I am the only one who respects it. The universe has orders, and the heavens and the earth are sealed!"

(end of this chapter)