God level takeaway system

The XingXiu Sect was destroyed, and the spiritual formation naturally collapsed. All the buildings of the XingXiu Sect were reduced to ashes, and some ruins remained in the valley.

If it is an archaeologist of ordinary people, if they find this place, it may still be in the news.

The Xingxiu School has been passed down for thousands of years, and every brick and tile here is archaeologically considered to be antique.

Many bigwigs dispersed after leaving the sect, and Wang Mian also flew towards his compound in Shangjing.

Halfway through the flight, Wang Mian suddenly felt chills all over his body. This feeling was like being stared at by wild beasts.

Without the slightest hesitation, he turned his body around, a green light pierced Wang Mian's arm, and blood scattered in the air.

No matter who was attacking Wang Mian, Wang Mian didn't dare to stop now, he directly landed on the ground, used Lingbo microsteps, and fled crazily.

"Hmph——Lingbo Weibu, Xiaoyaozi, you are so kind to you, and I actually taught you all this unique knowledge."

Behind Wang Mian came the voice of a 30-year-old man. This voice seemed to fill every corner of the world. It had magical powers, making the breath in Wang Mian's body a little chaotic and unstable.

"Ding Chunzi, I didn't expect you to ignore the destruction of the sect. You are really a good master." Wang Mian said as he ran into the forest without looking back.

"Boy, your master and I are old enemies. Do you want to know how he crawled under my feet after he became a zombie?" Ding Chunzi said from behind.

Wang Mian's heart was furious, but he didn't dare to slow down at all, because Ding Chunzi's speed was surprisingly fast.

It is a light-weight exercise that is not inferior to Lingbo Weibu, but Wang Mian estimates that this exercise may not be as magical as Lingbo Weibu, and it is an internal skill.

That Ding Chunzi was not far behind Wang Mian, with a ferocious expression on his face.

"Boy, you can't protect the Xuanyuan Sword." Ding Chunzi said: "You have to know, whether it is the righteous way or the devil way, Dun Xuanyuan Sword is coveted. I just need to announce to the outside world that the Xuanyuan Sword you took away , what will you do..."

"You old Bawa, you think I'm a big scare. If you could say something, you would have said it a long time ago. Why bother to sneak up on me, a junior."

"Juniors are rude—if you take turns with your master, you are still my nephew." Ding Chunzi pinched his hands angrily, and immediately took a bite of the small cauldron and flew out of his sleeve.

The speed of this tripod is much faster than his own typing speed.

Almost instantly, it came to the top of Wang Mian's head. Wang Mian was impatient, so he took out the blood-red brush and swiped it across, "Dang--".

Wang Mian only felt that his arm was about to be broken, and he was terrified, but this Ding Chunzi was much stronger than Master Tianyun.

And that Ding Chunzi's eyes burst into bright lights, staring at the brush in Wang Mian's hand.

"Sure enough, it's a treasure. If you are driven by someone like you, you can sweep away my treasure tripod."

After he finished speaking, he laughed out loud, extremely proud, "As long as I get this sum and devote myself to research for decades, there may not be room for turning around.

I want to make the entire Huaxia Lingpai die. "

Ding Chunzi's eyes were blood red, like a wild beast, he was extremely insane, and the sect that had been passed down for thousands of years was wiped out before his eyes, even seeing it with his own eyes, how could he not feel heartbroken.

"As long as I get the Xuanyuan Sword, everything will be worth it." This is Ding Chunzi's obsession.

"But this kid in front of me is too naughty." Ding Chunzi frowned, feeling that Wang Mian was a bit tricky.

Wang Mian didn't dare to stop, he was in love with Ding Chunzi, even if he could sustain dozens of moves, hundreds of moves, if he was directly entangled, he would definitely die.

Ding Chunzi pursued with all his strength, and he tried his best to let Wang Mian run with all his strength. In the distant era, the Xingxiu School and the Happy School were originally two schools.

Ding Chunzi and Xiaoyaozi were originally brothers, but before their master died, he gave Xiaoyaozi both of the sect's unique skills.

After the death of their master, the two senior brothers completely split Misty Peak because of their disagreement in character, identity, and three views.

Therefore, Ding Chunzi is well aware of the drawbacks of Lingbo Weibu, that is, no matter what state he is in, he cannot run for a long time-this is a powerful inner strength method.

If you run for a long time, and the faster you run, you may boil your true energy, directly burn your meridians, or even explode to death.

But after chasing for an hour, almost thousands of miles away, Ding Chunzi's face was reddish, and he said angrily: "Boy, let me tell you, the Lingboweibu can't run all the time. If it takes a long time, it will explode and die." —Stop and let's talk."

"Old Freak Ding, do you think I'm stupid? Young master, I can run for three days and three nights without sleep." Wang Mian said.

The speaker had no intention, but the listener had intentions. Ding Chunzi was filled with joy immediately, and muttered: "Xuanyuan Sword is indeed the most precious treasure of Xuanyuan Sword. Otherwise, how could this kid run for so long."

This made Ding Chunzi follow behind like a plaster, and he couldn't shake it off.

Wang Mian really wanted to find a direction and run directly into the sea, which would consume Ding Chunzi's true energy, but now that he was in a panic, he couldn't tell the direction, and the surroundings were all primeval forests.

Suddenly, Wang Mian ran into a strange forest, which was full of red maple trees without a single green pine.

And these maple trees are two, and the two grow together, like a pair of intimate couples.

Ding Chunzi, who was chasing after him, suddenly changed his expression for some reason.

"Boy, there are Jedi ahead, don't run away." Ding Chunzi shouted behind Wang Mian.

His voice was a little anxious, but Wang Mian ignored it and said, "I don't want to fall into your hands even if it's an abyss or a sea of ​​fire. Give up."

Wang Mian kept running through the mangrove forest crazily. Finally, the trunks of the red maple trees turned blood red. This blood red made the whole mangrove forest extremely dazzling.

Wang Mian's heart sank, thinking about the authenticity of Ding Chunzi's words just now, because now I, Wang Mian, can smell a trace of blood from these blood-red maple trees, this is definitely not a place of kindness.

The next moment, the blood maple tree suddenly disappeared, and Wang Mian felt his scalp go numb when he saw the scene in front of him.

This turned out to be a sea of ​​blood, and the blood was surging, "I didn't break in randomly, I was in the mountain guard formation of a certain spiritual sect."

If it is a very powerful spiritual sect, I am afraid that Jindan masters would not dare to set foot in it easily, and that would be death.

Most of the credit for being able to besiege the Xingxiu Sect's mountain gate should be due to the permanent detoxification pill on my face.

But unexpectedly, the next moment, Ding Chunzi chased him in with an ugly expression on his face.