I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1833: Luck Explosion

An Lin felt that he had met a ridiculous opponent.

He had seen enemies who accidentally injured him, but this was the first time he saw an enemy who killed himself by playing games. The key enemy is the almighty God of authority...

"Gamer, come back to life!"

The machine-like sound sounded again.

The purple pointer hanging in the center of the game world shines brightly.

"Three times, Qilin Arm Fire Holy Fist!"

"Creation, Golden Sword of Soul Power!!"

Physical Anlin's fist burst out with flames that could melt everything, and Soul Anlin condensed a top-level Divine Soul Sword that could split everything. They both attacked the purple pointer at the same time.

It is very likely that this pointer is the core of the game space!

Bang! ! !

The flames vibrate.

Flesh An Lin's fist seemed to have hit an indestructible barrier, and it was blocked by life as it hovered in the void a foot away from the pointer.

An Lin's expression condensed. The power of his punch was even stronger than the peak of Hedao. In addition, the fist contained extremely pure and innocent intentions. It was enough to destroy the gods, but he couldn't break this barrier?

Zheng! !

The golden sword of soul power turned into an extremely sharp golden stream of light, which also hit the invisible void outside the pointer, and then was blocked from moving. However, it was advancing slowly while trembling violently and stabbing.

At the same moment, fear spread throughout the game space.

"It has been detected that a player is trying to destroy the game, and the game erasure mechanism is now started!"

Another impatient voice came from the game space.

Suddenly, the train running on the ground rushed into the sky and crashed into An Lin. The giant toy bear lying against the castle roared and pounced on An Lin.

A pair of scissors divided the space and sharply cut towards An Lin's neck.

The small golden trumpet was facing An Lin, releasing a magical sound.

Each toy prop began to move. Moreover, each of them is actually attached to the supreme power of rules, and the power they release cannot be ignored even by An Lin.

"Go away!" Seven kinds of holy fires erupted around Flesh Anlin, turning into heaven-destroying flames that swept around the space and spread, burning everything that came towards him. He gave the task of breaking the barrier to the soul An Lin, and he was responsible for resisting the obliterating power of the game space.

In the endless sea of ​​holy fire, there is a space that is blocked by power.

The clown's body re-formed, but the cracks on his head became two, and there were dense cracks around it, as if it might collapse at any time.

"An Lin, I want you to die!!!"

"Death Poker!"

The clown was obviously in a state of rage. A giant poker appeared in his hand again. After reading the rules of the game quickly, he threw it into the air.

"Absolute fairness brings the strongest power. This time, I will let you feel the power of the limit of authority! Go to hell!!"

Bang! !

The playing cards crashed to the ground.

The back of the blue flower quietly faces upward.

The clown's smile froze on his face.

An Lin: "..."

Rumble...

In the game space, the power of the terrifying rules that was pushed to the extreme fell mercilessly on the game god again, tearing its body to pieces.

An Lin really didn't know how to complain about this god.

"Continue to break open the game space!"

The fleshly Anlin spoke.

The golden sword of soul power condensed by the soul An Lin burst out with dazzling light, breaking through the defensive resistance of the game space bit by bit, and the blade light was getting closer and closer to the purple pointer.

"Gamer, come back to life!"

The extremely mechanical sound sounded again.

The clown's body condensed again.

Click click click…

Another dazzling crack appeared on the divine ring on his head.

The clown panted violently. Even with a big smile on his face, he could not conceal the unwillingness and anger in his heart: "Impossible...how is this possible? How could my luck be so bad..."

As he spoke, a big poker appeared in his hand again.

"I don't accept it! Just once, just once, just face up, I will definitely be able to kill you!!" The game god roared unwillingly and read out the rules of the game again.

It knew that An Lin was too powerful now. If it didn't use this method to maximize its power, it would not be able to defeat An Lin.

It has no way out and can only fight to the death!

The two Anlins looked at each other.

Soul Anlin continues to stab at the core of the game space.

But the physical An Lin rushed towards the clown, the wind god ring on his head flashed, and his whole body was covered with a film of wind that could isolate all power. A large amount of power from the rules of the game bombarded him in turn, but was unable to break through his defense in a short period of time. .

"The authority of the wind, the sky blade!"

An Lin pulled out the Victory Evil Sword, attached the power of authority to the blade, and slashed out a sharp white line that could divide everything.

"You can't stop me!" The game god had finished reading the rules, smiled crazily, and threw the death poker into the sky again, while gathering tens of thousands of poker shields in front of him: "Damage immunity, armor, infinite superposition during the game!!"

A sharp collision erupted.

The sky blade fell on tens of thousands of playing cards, as if it was cutting on an extremely hard barrier, breaking through layer by layer, and the breaking speed was too slow.

With a loud bang, the death playing cards have fallen.

Both Joker and An Lin glanced at the poker nervously.

Then, the clown almost fainted.

Another backside!!

An Lin couldn't help laughing: "Brother, you're so lucky!"

"Ahhh... Why?!" The clown was about to collapse.

An Lin continued to tease: "Why don't you change the rules? If you do it the other way around, you can kill me three times."

At this time, the terrifying power of the game rules had gathered and rushed towards the game god like a tsunami. The terrifying power of the rules even moved An Lin.

He admitted that it would still be dangerous if he faced this power directly.

The game god roared: "Game space, cancel! Quickly cancel it for me! I don't want to play anymore!!"

A mechanical voice suddenly came from the game space.

"If you are willing to accept the loss, the loser cannot escape punishment. This is the law!"

An Lin: "..."

The game god: "..."

The game god who holds power was educated by his own power...

Boom!

The clown's body was once again blasted into slag by the power of the game rules.

"Alas, you are really crazy." An Lin shook his head.

At this time, another voice came from the game space.

"Game player, revive."

"Warning, authority is severely damaged, and available energy is insufficient."

"Resurrection failed."

An Lin: "..."

"Resurrection restart."

"All energy, inject..."

At this moment, the purple pointer decomposed by itself.

The game space began to fall apart.

An Lin felt dazed for a while, and returned to the original world again.

The cold wind was howling, and the snow was flying.

The game god was half-kneeling on the ground, his breath was weak, and he was panting violently. The divine ring on his head was already covered with dense and extremely numerous cracks.

It was obvious that this guy was doomed!

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