God level evolution system

So his purpose of participating in the 'hunting' assessment this time was never just to pass the assessment, what he wanted was to win the championship!
The more powerful the enemy, the more excited he is, the more he wants to defeat it.

To be able to plant such a maze of people in this valley, and to be able to swallow so many assassins silently, must be a formidable opponent!

Facing such a powerful opponent, his whole heart beat faster than before, and his blood was boiling and burning!
He wants to win the battle!

And the more excited he was, the more cautious his actions would be, so he didn't act rashly, and he is still observing.

"What are some ordinary opponents? When you meet such a powerful opponent, you can gain more benefits by defeating him! Maybe you can get more 'hunting' tokens from him."

In just two days, the 'hunting' tokens of three assassins fell into the opponent's hands, and the fog in the valley and the formation must not have been arranged just two days ago.

His killing intent became more and more vigorous, and he was still quietly crawling on a tree.

Someone else came.

Wei Jin, who was hiding on the trunk of a giant tree hugged by three people, his eyes twitched slightly when he saw someone approaching, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"It turned out to be him!"

Complicated emotions surged in his heart, and he became more and more cautious.

Wei Jin tried his best to hide his aura so that it would not leak out, but his eyes followed a tall and straight figure with a seven-foot sword on his back.

He was actually attracted to come here...

A trace of jealousy and resentment appeared in Wei Jin's eyes.

"Hehe, Mr. Wuji, a beast in name only, let's see when you and the people in the valley are both defeated, I will strike again!"

The man with the long knife on his back stopped when he reached Taniguchi.

Looking at the fog that had obviously become thicker, Chang Mei frowned slightly.

Then, he sneered, and flicked his sleeve with his right hand, like a breeze blowing willows, his movements were gentle and elegant.

A seemingly careless flick turned into a gust of wind, with a terrifying whistling sound and bursting breath, instantly dissipating nearly [-]% of the fog in the valley.

What was exposed at this time was the brown blood stains on the land less than a few steps away from the mouth of the valley.

Mr. Wuji, who was carrying a long knife on his back, smiled contemptuously, and was about to step forward, but stopped again.

The mist that had been dispersed by nearly [-]% by him originally returned to its original state at an extremely fast speed.

And the mist seemed to be getting thicker.

Young Master Wuji just raised his eyebrows, his footsteps did not stop, and he stepped in with incomparable firmness, entering the formation.

Before he had walked a few steps, he saw the beloved woman who had died tragically at the hands of others, and now there was a huge blood hole in her chest, walking towards him tremblingly.

"Brother Wuji, if you are willing to put away the sword, I am willing to grow old with you forever. How about we dance under the tree like we did when we were young?"

Young Master Wuji stopped in his tracks and stared seriously at the weeping woman in front of him.

Then, draw the knife.

With a sweep of the knife, the woman's body was broken in two, until the dead woman's eyes were still looking at him with deep affection and sorrow.

But Mr. Wuji spoke, his voice was indifferent without any emotion, "Heart Demon and Illusion, that's all."

The woman's life immediately disappeared in a puff of smoke.

He took a few more steps forward.

The scene changed again, and an old man with gray hair appeared in front of him.

His biological mother, who was only 40 years old, was already full of gray temples, and her face was covered with knives-like wrinkles left by the vicissitudes of time.

"My son, although the old lady treated you well, she was not sincere, because she was not your own mother, but I was! All she cared about was her own son, Wuyou. I was framed by her plan, and the number of concierges where the servants lived was imprisoned. After ten years, it will be difficult to recognize you. Now that I have worked so hard to meet you, would you like to call me mother?"

Young Master Wuji's expression remained indifferent.

In reality, he only saw the old woman once by mistake when he entered the servant's room by mistake, but the way the old woman looked at him made him remember it to this day.

When she learned the truth, the old woman had been dead for several years.

His footsteps stopped but he didn't speak, he was still silent, like a stubborn stone.

"Ji'er, would you like to call me mother?"

Seeing that he was standing still and not speaking, the old woman approached him step by step.

In the end, the slightly dirty and old hand tremblingly stretched out towards his exquisite and gorgeous pure white robe.

Young Master Wuji did not escape.

The old woman's eyes were filled with tears because of excitement, but her expression froze in the next moment.

A long knife pierced her chest lightly.

"You are already the dust of the past. Only by cutting off the fate of the dust can you achieve the supreme avenue. In this world, who can stop me from being invincible?"

pole! "

Master Wuji suddenly drew the saber, and put the saber on his back again.

This time he walked forward more firmly, and never looked back at the old woman.

But he only took a few steps forward when the weak voice of the old woman came from behind.

"Alright..."

When he heard this sentence, his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and his eyes were suddenly bloodshot.

He had a sudden warning sign, and flashed towards the south side as if instinctively.

The three silkworm golden spider threads in the air suddenly slid past the place where he was standing just now, and flew into the air.

Tian Jialuo chuckled, "You are smart, it's really not easy to do what you are doing now, I appreciate you very much."

In the eyes of Mr. Wuji, the newly added bloodshot has disappeared at an extremely fast speed, and in a blink of an eye, his appearance and demeanor have regained the original elegance.

"I underestimated your formation."

He opened his mouth and smiled, and said softly.

There was an indescribable charm in that smile.

Demon!
At this moment, his expression and temperament are completely different from those when he drew his sword indifferently and ruthlessly just now, but there is also a strange and intertwined harmony.

"Such a powerful beauty, I appreciate it very much. How about entering my Promise Palace and making flower fertilizer?"

When he said the last few words, a murderous aura burst out from Mr. Wuji's body.

The seven-foot-long knife that was originally carried behind his back rose into the air and slowly flew in front of him.

On the back of the originally silver-white knife, densely packed writings were attached, and at the moment it seemed to be infused with blood, and a scarlet light suddenly emerged from the inward groove of the writings.

A thick baleful aura immediately spread out, pushing the surrounding thick mist to five feet away.

Tian Jialuo was also startled by this evil spirit and took three steps back.

If the Heavenly Magic Mirror held by the woman in Huangyan City that day was a rare magic weapon, then this knife that can generate such a strong evil spirit can be called a top-grade magic weapon among the rare magic weapons.

Compared with other ordinary weapons that are determined according to the Xuanhuang class of heaven and earth, magic weapons of weapons are more soul-enchanting.

The stronger the soul attached to the weapon, the greater the power it will exert.