I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chapter 1834 The Easiest Battle

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How could An Lin miss such a chance to finish off the enemy.

"Dregs, look at my punch!!"

The physical An Lin and the soul An Lin merged together again, and the mountain god ring on his head released a vast divine light, making his fist as majestic and vast as Mount Buzhou, crushing everything.

"Game protection!" The clown used the power of authority to quickly condense a layer of light film to wrap his whole body. This is the game peace protection boundary force, which can allow it to shuttle through dimensions, break away from reality, and jump to another virtual world.

However, how could the game god, who was at the end of his strength, resist An Lin's domineering power of authority.

If the game god traveled to the computer game. Then An Lin's fist is a terrifying force that can smash the computer with one punch, and then smash the characters in the game.

Bang! !

The golden light shot out.

The light film was smashed by An Lin's fist.

The chest of the Game God was also blasted by this punch, and its body was also shaken and flew backwards like a cannonball. After the air was stirred up with waves of white air, it hit several snow-capped mountains and exploded, and then vomited blood and rolled to the ground.

"Ahem... ahem..."

"If it weren't for my bad luck, how could I be..."

Whoosh!

The space rippled.

Before he finished speaking, An Lin rushed to the front of the Game God again and punched again.

This time he aimed at the clown's head.

With a loud bang, the clown's head was blown away.

The divine ring on the head of the Game God seemed to have reached a certain limit. The cracks became more and more dense, and finally it could not bear the weight and exploded into thousands of purple cubes, and then turned into light particles and disappeared in the air.

"No..."

The Game God's tone was weak and weak. After saying a word, his body also turned into light particles.

An Lin felt as if there was something special that merged into the world, making the world more harmonious and complete.

This was the first time he had this feeling. He had never felt this way when he killed the gods before.

"Why do I feel this way after killing the God of Power? Is the conscious state of power also an incomplete manifestation of the Heavenly Dao?" An Lin was puzzled.

He knew that the Taichu Ancient Domain was destroyed by the unconscious expansion of the Heavenly Dao. It was also because of this that the Supreme Heavenly Dao of the Taichu Continent gave birth to the power with autonomous consciousness to regulate itself.

Could it be that the Heavenly Dao has changed its mind again?

An Lin was confused, but he knew that no one could answer his question at present.

He looked at his fist, then at the white snowfield and the disappeared God of Game, and suddenly sighed from the bottom of his heart: "So weak..."

This might be the easiest time for him to deal with the God of Power.

Before, when he dealt with the God of Power, he was always at risk of death and used terrifying force to make him almost die. What about this time against the God of Game? He didn't even bleed!

No, to be more precise, he didn't even break a sweat...

What kind of god is this? It's really embarrassing for the gods! !

"Am I too strong?" An Lin thought about it. His realm broke through the middle stage of returning to the void, his soul was against the sky, and the jade of the divine way was perfected. Perhaps this was also an important reason.

"Or, the game god was weakened?" Nuwa repaired the sky, allowing the heavenly way to further suppress the gods. This was probably an important reason.

However, An Lin thought about it and finally found the main reason.

What really made the game god so vulnerable was its IQ!

Or to put it more euphemistically, it was its luck! !

He dragged An Lin into the game space after a disagreement, and then committed suicide three times in front of An Lin. Are you afraid?

Before An Lin really exploded, the game god had already disabled himself. This was the culprit! !

"I haven't met such a stupid opponent for a long time, happy!" An Lin smiled proudly, and continued to disguise himself as a blood warrior wanderer, traveling in the extreme cold holy land.

No matter what, this wave of hunting gods still achieved a brilliant victory.

Eliminating a god is to eliminate a top enemy of the human race! !

Even if there is no gain afterwards, this wave is still a blood profit.

The only pity is that it is not the fire god who came to the door.

But An Lin is very open-minded. Things in the world will not always go as planned, just let it go.

At this time, near the East Gate.

Boom! !

The surrounding fog suddenly surged violently.

A plain voice with sadness and extraordinary grandeur came.

"The game god has been killed."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the four gods on the field changed.

"How is it possible? Didn't it go to ambush the strong men of Taichu Continent? It has always acted in a measured way and will not pick tough fights. Who can kill it?"

"Did the Potian Gang take action?"

"That's right. In this world, the only ones who can make the game gods have no chance to escape are the emperors of the Potian Gang."

At this time, the ethereal and magnificent voice came again.

"No, Cyril and Chen Chen are both within our perception. They didn't take action."

"In this world, except for Nuwa, there are no signs of other creation gods taking action."

The words of the God of Light made all the gods fall into silence.

Although the ancient dragon emperor is powerful, he should not be able to make the game god even have a chance to escape. Could it be that there is another being in this world who is more powerful than the Ancient Dragon Emperor in breaking the sky?

"Could it be An Lin?" The lark with a white smoke ring on his head suddenly said crisply.

After hearing this, the other gods did not refute, obviously recognizing this possibility.

"Damn it, how many of us gods has this bastard killed?" The male god carrying a giant golden talisman sword couldn't help but cursed.

"There are definitely more than ten gods who died directly or indirectly because of him." The god, who was shrouded in shadow, said in a low tone.

"The God of Destruction Machine?"

"If we talk about the hatred the gods have for the human race, An Lin definitely ranks first."

"If it is really An Lin, this would be a bit scary. His progress is too fast."

"We must find an opportunity to kill him. The potential is too terrifying."

The four gods were still discussing heatedly, and their expressions became more solemn.

"The Earth God has already made preliminary guesses about An Lin's identity. Let's not confront him head-on during this period. Let's call back the Fire God and Linghua God."

The words of bright God came again.

"Let me shout, I have Tianxin Network." Lark said.

It has the ability to connect to the hearts of the gods and make real-time contact.

After saying that, it began to chirp at the sky.

However, it didn't take long for Lark's face to turn a little pale: "Oops... I can't contact Fire God."

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