I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Yan Yan and Xu Xiaolan walked together in the Zongmen.

The two beautiful women go hand in hand, and they can always attract a lot of sectarian disciples, not to mention that they are the leaders of the younger generation of Suzaku. For these fiery eyes, the two have long been accustomed to, and do not care much.

"Hey, I saw them here before."

The cigarette pointed to the small square in front of it, and said: "At that time, they looked like a spring tour, but it was funny!"

Xu Xiaolan nodded: "Then then, where are they going?"

After a smog of smoke, I was a little embarrassed. "Oh... I didn't pay attention at the time, I smiled..."

"You...what did you bring me here to do!" Xu Xiaolan had a headache, and she dared to bring her to come here to seek a sword.

Just then, a man hurriedly passed the sword.

"Hey! Brother Mo Hai, where is the rush to go?" The smoke saw the man, excited and shouted.

Mo Hai is the first person of the younger generation of Zhu Quezong. Whether it is the power of the blood, or the comprehensive strength that comes out, it is far beyond the genius of the same generation.

Even Xu Xiaolan’s superb talent is not worthy of him.

Mo Hai heard the words staying in the air, and the vermillion pupils were a little excited: "It turned out to be a smoker and a younger sister Xu Xiaolan. There was a big event in the Yanzhi trial field. I have to hurry to see it!"

"What is it?" Xu Xiaolan was a little uneasy. She inexplicably thought of the person who did not stop wherever she went.

"I heard that there is a person in the cultivation field... No, there is a monkey. Its purity of inflammation is more than 90%. I have to go over and see where it is sacred!"

"So let's say goodbye!"

After Mo Hai said that the sword would fly away, it was not even a moment to delay.

Xu Xiaolan and Yan Yan were a little embarrassed after listening to them.

"God, the purity of the power of inflammation is more than 90%? I remember Xiaolan you, and Mo Hai, it seems to be more than eighty, where the monkeys are so powerful." .

Xu Xiaolan did not return to God, is it a clown?

No, the clown is not using silver sticks. When is the fire system so powerful?

She knows that now is not the time to entangle this kind of thing, immediately the sword began: "Sister, we also go to the practice site to see!"

The smoke screamed and nodded, and the fire fan fan, followed by Xu Xiaolan, flew to the cultivation field together.

At this time, Suzaku’s Yan’s cultivation field was in chaos.

The disciples of Zhuquezong felt as if they had taken a roller coaster ride.

They were shocked first, and when they saw the appearance of the clown, they were scared and then began to be shocked.

Slowly... it has evolved into the current enthusiasm!

The disciples surrounded Anlin and others, and it was simply leaking.

"Monkey brother, monkey brother, where are you from?"

"What! Is it from the domain of Wanshan?"

"Then your inflammatory technique is so powerful, who did you learn with it, can you tell your sister?"

"What! Monkey brother you turned out to be the pet of this little brother!?"

"Ha? You are the one from the heavens?"

......

A group of people asked questions in a variety of ways, and heard that An Lin’s ears were going to blow up.

It was the clown who was happy to show his ugly smile.

Because he seems to be so popular for the first time...

At this time, a red stream of light flew into the cultivation field.

Some disciples exclaimed: "It is the brother of Mo Hai!"

All the disciples saw the way.

Mo Hai is the first person of the younger generation of Suzaku, and both personal strength and potential for future development are terrible.

They saw that Brother Mo Hai came in, naturally they dare not block the way, and everyone looked at the brother in awe.

Anlin saw an ordinary man, and the pupil was a vermilion man who came over.

His whole body exudes a vast and powerful atmosphere, and the Mo Hai brother who wants to come to this disciple is not a general.

"I am Mo Hai, are you the purity of the inflammation, more than 90% of the monkeys?" The man asked the clown and punched him.

"Yes." The clown nodded and admitted.

"Oh well……"

Mo Hai’s pupil burned with flames, and the whole body’s momentum broke out completely.

Bang!

The hot burning waves began to spread around him.

A group of disciples were scared to go backwards and their faces turned white.

When Anlin saw this scene, he was shocked. This is the field!

No... It’s just a prototype, not completely transformed, half-step God?

Mo Hai shrouded the red flames of the vermilion, looking at the clown with a hot eyes.

The clown holds the silver stick and does not retreat.

He knows that this battle is unavoidable!

Mo Hai also laughed when he saw it. He had a fist and a grip, and his coat was cracked, showing strong muscles:

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"So then..."

"Please burn me with that powerful flame!"

He said, he raised his hands and closed his eyes, and a saint received the look of God.

"Good! Let's fight... ah?" The clown raised the silver stick, and the big light bulb was so big that it didn't respond.

An Lin: "..."

An Lin blinked, then looked at the naked upper body, still closing the Mo Hai, the mouth is a little twitching.

Seeing that the clown did not move, Mo Haiyan opened his eyes and hurriedly said, "What's wrong, come and burn me!"

Clown: "..."

"Please, if you move more than once, can you treat me as a red crystal wall?" Mo Haiqi asked.

At this time, the onlookers were also commotion.

"burn him, burn him, burn him!"

"Come and kill the Mo Hai brother!"

"Monkey brother, please, fast burn..."

......

Anlin was shocked as a trial of heresy for a long time and could not be calmed down.

The clown scratched his head and saw the excitement and the look that Mo Haina looked forward to~www.wuxiaspot.com~ finally a face of helplessly throwing a flame.

The black flame smothered the silence of all things and slammed into the chest of Mohai.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……!!!"

The practice field came from Mohai’s heartbreaking cry, and the fire in the field surrounded him madly collided with the black flame.

When Xu Xiaolan and Yan Yan entered the training ground, they heard Mo Hai’s pig-like cry.

"Ah..., monkey brother, the firepower is a little bigger!"

"Ah...! Can't stand it, monkey brother, slow down."

"Ah..., monkey brother, let the firepower come even harder!"

A group of disciples are in a circle, and everyone looks red and red...

"Ha ha ha ha ... Mo Hai brother's voice is so funny!" Smoke did not see his people, first heard the sound, and even poked her to laugh.

Waiting for Xu Xiaolan and the smoke to pass through the crowd, the fierce "battle" has come to an end.

Mo is half-black in the sea with black, lying on the ground and half dead, the whole body has the taste of barbecue.

However, his face is filled with a happy smile.

The clown's blackfire that engulfs everything, he realized it!

He is a madman, and as long as it is a powerful flame, he will test the fire.

He has a talent, that is, the energy that can feel the fire very accurately, the mood of the fire.

Through this most direct comprehension, he can gather the strengths of Wanjia, and go further on the road of his own inflammation!

It is this crazy madness and talent that he can become the first person of the younger generation of Suzaku.

Xu Xiaolan's gaze swept through Mo Hai, who couldn't bear to look straight, and finally stayed on the handsome man.

The man just happened to look over.

"An Lin!" "Xu Xiaolan!"