God level takeaway system

That Guangchengzi had already obtained the Zhuxian Sword, and he was proud of it.

This is something used by a saint. He is just a golden fairy, but he has a chance to get this thing.

His Fan Tianyin is not even comparable to this sword, can he not do it?

With this sword, all immortals can be killed, but it is a pity that the other three swords were obtained by other sects.

Before Guang Chengzi could retract his flying sword, Wang Mian was in front of him.

Seeing that Guang Chengzi couldn't see him, Wang Mian took advantage of the gap and suddenly grabbed the flying sword in his hand.

Guang Chengzi's eyes widened sharply, "Who is hiding my treasure?"

Two beams of light shot out from his eyes, directly piercing through the void, directly attacking the crown.

With such an attack, as long as Wang Mian gets a little bit of it, it will definitely be wiped out.

At this moment, Wang Mian was extremely calm, and now he knew everything.

What Wang Mian was hiding just now was the real Zhuxian Sword.

And the rusty sword in his hand may be another form of Zhuxian Sword.

Seeing the light approaching, Wang Mian knew that even with 10000 of them, he couldn't resist such an attack.

He let go of his hand slightly and said, "Since you lured me here, you must have a way to crack it."

Sure enough, Wang Mian was not disappointed. The Immortal Execution Sword in his hand directly blocked all the light, and then he swiped in the void, and a huge black hole appeared directly.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Mian jumped in directly.

The scene in front of him suddenly changed, he was still in the woods, there were no fairies, no canyons, and no boundless sea of ​​blood.

But there was no dense fog in front of him, and no smell of blood.

Wang Mian glanced at the sword in his hand, but it was not what it used to be, it was a sword that looked chilling to the heart.

Looking down the hillside, all the weirdness is also eliminated.

The fairy corpse on the hillside was gone, and so was the red mist.

A lot of monks flew up to the sky, their faces were stunned. Some of them were fighting for the sword just now, but this special world suddenly disappeared, which immediately made this person worry about gains and losses.

There are also people who may have been in a life-and-death crisis just now and were suddenly relieved, but they laughed loudly, like a lunatic laughing.

The mountains have become ordinary mountains, and the forests have become ordinary forests.

Nobody knows what happened.

"Since you and I are so predestined, you have come to me to find you since ancient times, then you can be my natal flying sword."

Wang Mian attached a trace of Yuanshen to the Zhuxian Sword.

Immediately felt a sense of blood connection.

But the current Wang Mian can't even exert one hundred thousandth of the power of Zhuxian Sword.

Wang Mian ignored the others and walked directly down the mountain.

Walking to the foot of the mountain, he saw an acquaintance, and his heart moved slightly.

It was the man with the red hair and the red coat.

At the moment, he is setting up a street stall, and it looks like his cultivation base is only in the Yuanshen stage.

He yelled loudly, "Sell flying swords, sell flying swords, a product of the Black Forest."

There were indeed a few monks who came down from the mountain to see his flying sword.

"Old man, how much is this flying sword?"

A young man picked up a blue flying sword and said.

"Old man, I want to exchange my flying sword for the most precious thing in my son. If you can exchange it with me, I will exchange it for you." The old man in red said.

The young man's complexion changed slightly, his smile was playful, he took out a primary spirit stone and said, "Old man, this is the most precious thing in my body, can I buy you a flying sword?"

The middle-aged man in red suddenly darkened his face and said, "My lord, I don't intend to buy a sword, but I won't sell it."

"You're kidding me." The young man became impatient, took out his flying sword and stabbed at the old man.

This young man has a good cultivation base and is also in the realm of the primordial spirit.

But the old man in red just gently pushed his sleeves, and the young man let out a scream, and his body directly broke through the sky, flying away without a trace.

Some monks who went down the mountain changed their colors one after another, thinking that the old man was not easy to mess with.

Wang Mian watched from a distance, and people couldn't help but stepped forward to check the flying sword.

There were even masters who crossed the tribulation who spoke rudely, and they were all taught a lesson by the old man in red.

Immediately no one dared to speak more.

They all felt a little scary, when did such a master appear.

But in the hearts of all of them, none of the masters they knew looked like this.

"Hey, old man, I have treasures, but no one really wants to buy a sword."

He shook his head, as if disappointed.

"Old man, please stop." Wang Mian said at this time.

The old man in red stopped in his tracks and looked at Wang Mian with a look of doubt in his eyes.

"Little friend, I've seen you before, but you still entered the Black Forest?"

"Old man, you are right, the Black Forest is indeed very dangerous?"

He came to the old man and said, "Can I see your flying sword?"

"I agreed, my flying sword, if you don't take out your most important treasure, I won't sell even one." The old man said.

Wang Mian thought for a while, and it was still inconvenient to take out the Zhuxian Sword, so he took out the Taiyin Sword.

The pupils of the old man in red shrank sharply, and he said emotionally, "Treasure..."

That's a completely greedy look. If Wang Mian hadn't met the real Tongtian Sect Master, who was exactly the same as the old man in front of him, he would definitely not have done this.

"How many flying swords can I exchange for this treasure of mine?" Wang Mian said with a smile.

"It's three, you can take all of them." The Master Tongtian looked greedily at Wang Mian's Taiyin Sword.

He unfolded three flying swords, a bronze sword, a gold sword, and a silver sword.

There is nothing special about the material, and the aura is also very weak.

Stuff like this is rubbish.

But Wang Mian could feel the real Zhuxian Sword trembling slightly in his body.

"Okay, then I'll change." Wang Mian said directly.

People who watched the excitement not far away thought Wang Mian was a fool.

They have all seen these three flying swords, they are too common.

They obviously regarded the old man in red as a powerful old liar.

When Wang Mian really took away the three flying swords and put them away, Wang Mian caught a trace of reluctance and memory in his eyes.

"I believe these three flying swords of yours are treasures, but they haven't released their brilliance yet." Wang Mian said at this time.

Master Tongtian nodded and said: "I also believe that you are a wise master, and you are called to confirm your name, which is resounding in every corner of the world."

"Thank you."

Wang Mian directly bowed and saluted the leader of Tongtian Cult.

"It's fate, maybe we'll meet again," said Master Tongtian.

This made the people around a little puzzled. Could it be that the three swords were really treasures, and they couldn't see them because of their poor eyesight?
Before everyone could react, the leader of Tongtian suddenly flew up to the sky and said: "There are fools every year, especially this year, and it really made me get a treasure.
Kid, those three flying swords I gave you are the street stalls I bought, you are at a big loss. "

Master Tongtian held Wang Mian's Taiyin sword in his hand and looked at it as if appreciating a work of art.

After speaking, it seemed as if the deception had been successful, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.