I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1152 Ao Qingyu's Sorrow

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The frost dragon lay on the ground, panting violently, struggling to get up from the ground.

She didn't expect that she would be cut down to the ground by a woman who had just passed the tribulation and returned to the void.

Xu Xiaolan didn't give Zhuoma a chance to breathe, and swung her sword again.

"Wind and snow!" Zhuoma stretched out her wings, and her whole body began to turn into a white snow body.

Boom!

Xu Xiaolan's sword blade pounced like a red bird, crushing Zhuoma, whose body turned white.

But the next moment, Zhuoma's figure appeared twenty miles away, and quickly fled to the distance!

"Damn it, it's really humiliating today. It's okay to be bullied by Ao Qingyu, but I didn't expect to be bullied by a junior..." Zhuoma looked behind her in shock and fear.

Fortunately, she has a special escape skill, so she has a chance to escape from Xu Xiaolan's clutches!

"Why are you running? Get back!" A burst of angry shouts suddenly came from the front.

Zhuoma looked forward, but saw a man with red-gold body punching at him!

Extremely fast speed, extremely terrifying force.

Zhuoma had no time to dodge, and was hit by the explosive force, screaming and flying backwards.

"Go back and practice with my Xiaolan!"

The red-gold man was terrifying, and he spoke with a surging fighting spirit.

An Lin had been lurking for so long just to cut off Zhuoma's retreat!

Zhuoma was desperate. When she was seriously injured, there was An Lin in front of her, Xu Xiaolan behind her, and Apollo was restrained by Ao Qingyu and Long Aotian. What should she do?

"Ouch!" A distant and ethereal dragon roar sounded.

She chose to shout for help again.

But at this time, Xu Xiaolan had spread her wings of Suzaku Fire, rushed to her at a very fast speed, and drew a sword light that made her feel palpitating.

The hard frost dragon scales were broken by the sharp sword blade, and dozens of shocking bloody wounds appeared in an instant. The destructive power contained in the sword energy raged in the body...

"Hold on! Zhuoma, don't die!" An urgent shout came from a distance.

Is Apollo coming to save me?

In despair, Zhuoma raised her head, but saw Ao Qingyu flying towards her with red eyes, holding the long sword tightly in her hand, fearing that she would run too slow.

Zhuoma burst into tears immediately. This was not a rescuer at all, but the god of death who was rushing to grab her dragon head...

"It's over, Zhuoma." A pleasant sound like the mysterious sound of the nine heavens sounded in her ears.

The dragon bird sword rang, cutting Zhuoma's neck, and the head and body were separated. Everything was so sudden, but foreseeable.

Zhuoma's eyes widened. I'm afraid that until the second before her death, she would never have thought that her life would end in the hands of a human woman who had just been promoted to the Return to Void.

Boom!

The huge body fell to the ground, making the ground dent.

The frost god, the ruler of the Western Dragon Forest, Zhuoma, the top power in the late stage of returning to the void, fell.

She tragically became the first kill of Xu Xiaolan after she was promoted to the return to the void.

"See how you dare to force me and An Lin into a desperate situation. Do you know you are wrong?" Xu Xiaolan looked at the beheaded frost god and said lightly.

Zhuoma could no longer answer her words, but her body was telling the final outcome.

A vast and powerful dragon power rose from Zhuoma's body and quickly poured into Xu Xiaolan's body!

"No...!"

Not far away, Ao Qingyu looked desperate and cried with her head in her hands.

"How could this happen? It was obviously me who came first!"

"I have chased her three times! Why did she give it to you?!"

Ao Qingyu was about to collapse. He could not accept this fact.

What the hell, is this a white learning scene?

An Lin couldn't help but complain when he saw this scene.

He thought for a moment, took Zhuoma's ring, and flew towards Ao Qingyu.

"Fellow Daoist Ao Qingyu, thank you for your previous righteousness. This ring is my thank you gift to you." He knew that without Ao Qingyu, he and Xu Xiaolan would have had difficulty in being rescued from the two returning dragons.

An Lin has always been very clear about gratitude and resentment in this matter.

Of course, the rescue of the two was also partly due to Long Aotian.

Ao Qingyu quickly suppressed her sadness, shook her head and said coldly: "No need, I rescued you just to repay you for helping me fight Zeus before."

An Lin was a little surprised. He didn't expect Ao Qingyu to be reluctant to give up the ring of the dragon clan.

"Xu Xiaolan can kill Zhuoma, and this ring treasure is her immortal fate. You and I are even now. The next time we meet, you will still be my Dragon Court's enemy." Before An Lin could speak, Ao Qingyu looked calm and walked away in the void.

Coming and going like the wind, indifferent to fame and fortune.

An Lin admired him. Actually, pretending to be so cool was a skill.

At least, he couldn't give up a ring of the late stage of Return to Void just to show off!

Not long after, a red and white dragon began to fly over, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a man with a naked upper body.

An Lin was familiar with this look. In addition to the fact that he liked to expose himself, which surprised him a little, this uncle was indeed Long Aotian whom he met in the Winter Dragon Tomb!

"Alas... Apollo still ran away." Long Aotian shook his head and said with some regret.

"It is indeed difficult to keep a powerful person in the late stage of Return to Void who is not injured and insists on running. If the senior needs the power of the dragon, Xu Xiaolan and I will do our best to help you." An Lin said.

"Haha... these are all trivial matters," Long Aotian waved his hand to refuse, and then said, "In fact, what shocked me the most during this trip was you two..."

He carefully looked at An Lin in front of him and Xu Xiaolan who was meditating, with a look of admiration that was difficult to conceal on his face: "It's only been a few years since we last met, and you two have grown so fast that I don't know what to say..."

"Hehe, it's just some adventures, just luck." An Lin said modestly.

"There is no such thing as luck or no luck on the path of Tao." Long Aotian looked at An Lin and said seriously, "You are talented monsters, and you are making great progress on the path of Tao, which is awesome and amazing!"

Suddenly being praised so seriously by Long Aotian...

An Lin was overjoyed.

Xu Xiaolan opened her eyes again.

The pure golden dragon pupils disappeared and turned into clear and bright human eyes again.

She walked up to Long Aotian and bowed to express her gratitude, saying, "Thank you for saving me."

"Haha... You are the true disciple of Shenyin. I saved you at the same time. No need to be polite."

Long Aotian was all smiles, and was obviously very satisfied with this disciple: "You have just broken through the Return to Void Realm, and with the help of Zhuoma's dragon power, you have stabilized your realm and advanced to the true Return to Void Early Stage. It's amazing. I really can't help but admit it!"

Xu Xiaolan looked at An Lin beside her with a smile: "This is all thanks to An Lin's strong support. Without him, I would still be a small Divine Transformation cultivator."

There is nothing wrong with this. An Lin's two waves of invincible and crazy nursing are really crucial.

"Then how are you going to thank me?" An Lin smiled at the woman beside him.

Xu Xiaolan's fair and transparent face was stared at by An Lin's burning gaze, and a blush appeared on her face: "You...how do you think I should thank you?"

"One kiss! No, two kisses. I helped you kill two dragons!" An Lin said.

"Hate it!" Xu Xiaolan was a little shy, "There are outsiders here!"

"Long Aotian is a dragon, not a human, let's just use him as a background." An Lin insisted.

Long Aotian: "..."

Not only did these two people's cultivation progress so fast that it shocked him.

Even their emotional progress was so fast that it shocked him! !

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