I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

Chen Qinghang was included in the town magic tower, the memory of the ice cold holy place, the memory of Mengzhi was slowly stripped.

There is nothing in the tower, and some are just gray.

He can't do anything, he can only choose to sleep.

When you wake up, the next time you wake up, he is the real Chen Qinghang... It’s not the ice, not the toy of Mengzhi, but the life of the spirits.

I do not know how long it has been.

He heard a violent explosion, and consciousness began to slowly return...

Chen Qinghang woke up and stood up from a broken white crystal.

Then, he saw the Tianxia Peak swept by the wind and snow, saw countless fallen bodies, and saw many people still alive, watching him.

He looked up at the sky and saw the figures that were fighting. He finally recovered and smiled bitterly: "It turned out to be..."

Soon, an elder of Wanling Xianzong stood up and shouted at him:

"In the end, Chen Qinghang is still ice!"

Chen Qinghang... Ice Fu?

The memories of men slowly came to their minds, and those past were so clear.

He stunned, and then widened his eyes and looked at the elders of the Emperor of All Souls. He also screamed loudly: "How do you do things? Say good to erase all the memories of the cold and holy places in my mind." Why do I remember so clearly now!"

Elders of All Saints: "..."

At this time, in the sky, there suddenly appeared an endless glaciers, surrounded by three peaks.

A beautiful silver-haired woman descended from the sky and flashed in front of Chen Qinghang, hugging him tightly.

She is the current high priest of the cold sacred land, Meng Zhi.

"Toy, I will pick you up, go with me, okay..."

Before standing proudly in the sky, one person was alone in the three high priests who returned to the virtual world. At this moment, they were as tight as the girls, and they were very excited and awkward.

Chen Qinghang returned to God and pushed Mengzhi away: "No... my father is still here, I promised that he can't leave Wanling Xianzong."

"Whoever said that your father is here, your father is now caught by me in the Snow God Palace." Mengzhi Jinyu some dodge, embarrassed to open the door.

"Ha?" Chen Qinghang eyes wide open again.

"Well... I originally wanted to use your father to change you out. As a result, Wanling Xianzong disagreed, so I have been imprisoning your father..." Meng Zhi’s voice is getting weaker and weaker, like a girl who made a mistake. Like.

Chen Qinghang’s mouth is twitching. If his memory is erased, he certainly does not hesitate to take the high priest’s shot, but now...

"Well, I agree to go back with you, but you have to promise me to go back to the ice sanctuary and let my father go." Chen Qinghang said.

"That is nature, now the ice cold sanctuary, in addition to the female emperor, I have the final say!" Meng Zhi sweet smile, eyes staring at the man in front of him, as it was hundreds of years ago.

Bang!

In the sky, the three peaks broke the glaciers and saw Chen Qinghang and Meng Zhi, and the expression on their faces began to be cloudy.

"Qinghang, don't be obsessed with it. You have to know that if you make the wrong choice, you will not be able to accommodate you again!" Tianxiafeng's old man clenched his crutches and shouted. .

In this Wanling Xianzong, the person she most admired was Chen Qinghang, and the one who felt most distressed was him.

Chen Qinghang looked up at the old man and smiled softly: "Xiao mother-in-law, thank you for your continued care, but this time, I can only make this choice."

"Let's go..." He turned to look at Mengzhi.

Mengzhi focused on the key, recalled the nine ice dragons that were shaking with the spirits, and took Chen Qinghang to break through the array and walked away in the distance. Followed by the two, the two palaces and the dozens of returning to the virtual palace Strong snow woman.

The peak owners and the elders did not continue to pursue, and they were separated from the asylum of the formation. They were not the opponents of Mengzhi.

This battle is that they are defeated...

The sun has fallen into the horizon, and the stars of the sky begin to appear.

The Tianxia Peak has been destroyed by this war, and there are potholes and cracks everywhere. The shocking cracks make it look crumbling.

If the peaks who returned to the virtual world deliberately brought the battle to the void, I am afraid that Tianxia Peak will be gone.

Anlin, as a passerby, experienced this thrilling battle, which is a feeling of dying at any time.

Fortunately, the high priest only came to rob people, not to fight, or I really don't know what will happen.

After the battle, some Zongmen disciples were responsible for cleaning up the mess in Tianxiafeng.

Anlin was responsible for sending Xuanyuan Cheng and Tang Shiyuan to the treatment center of Zongmen. Both of them were seriously injured and needed special treatment.

When they saw them entering the treatment array, Anlin took a sigh of relief and left the treatment.

Then he saw the clown and the white, but fortunately they did not have any accidents.

Dabai is overslept, and he is aware of the shocking battle. The clown did not get the order of Anlin, so he did not arbitrarily.

After knowing that his beast had nothing to do, Anlin began to wander again.

Unconsciously, he returned to the Tianxia Peak.

This afternoon, I am still visiting the scenery here~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I am amazed that Tianxia Peak is the most beautiful of the five main peaks. Unexpectedly, it is less than half a day. It has become a ruined scorch and has become the ugliest of the five main peaks.

He lay on a prominent boulder, looking up at the twinkling stars in the sky, and his thoughts drifted away.

Why did the silver-haired man tell him about the self-destructive thing, why Chen Qinghang’s memory was not erased, and he has no idea about these things.

Suddenly fighting, a lot of Zongmen disciples died, and even the elders died several people.

He only knows that the younger generation of Tianjiao Zhang Yan, in the horrible self-destruction, turned into fly ash.

I have to say that this is the cruelty of the battle in the cultivation of the immortals. Maybe when suddenly there is a big power, it is possible to see that you are not pleasing to the eye, and it is possible to slap yourself to death.

"Oh... obviously, they are all in the spiriting period. How do you feel it is too weak?" Anlin secretly sighed.

He feels like Conan, there are things happening wherever he goes, and many are big things to kill.

Obviously, it is the age of the stage of bullying. The enemies encountered are all special powers such as turning the gods and returning to the virtual, and do not want people to live.

When he thought about this problem, he sighed unconsciously and sighed.

Somehow, his gaze began to focus on the star that would not blink.

The star is round and the light is very soft. Like a small moon, it hangs in the sky, motionless.

"This...the stars are so special, I am afraid that it is not a fake star." Anlin unconsciously spit the channel. 8)