God level takeaway system

Wang Mian directly put the general into his storage bag, and then said to the Guan family brothers: "You wait carefully in the compound, I am afraid that the blood knives or Emei will retaliate, but this may not be possible, but it is always right to be careful. "

Guan Hong and the others nodded.

Wang Mian summoned the super broom, flew directly into the sky, and then flew directly towards the blood knife gate.

At the foot of Xuedaomen Mountain, Wang Mian put on the ever-changing mask. Now the ever-changing mask can make even Jindan masters unable to see through Wang Mian's whereabouts.

Wang Mian came to the top of the mountain cautiously. From anyone's point of view, Wang Mian is now a sneaky ordinary person.

When he came to the mountain gate, Wang Mian lurked in the grass, waiting patiently. When it was almost dawn, a blood knife came out of the mountain gate the day after tomorrow.

Although the day after tomorrow can enter the spiritual sect, but in the secular world, he still has status.

Naturally, it is impossible to stay in the spiritual sect all the time, and there are rules among the spiritual sects, that is, when they have not reached innate, they can walk among the secular spiritual sects, they are spiritual sons, not formal disciples of a sect.

Wang Mian saw this man walking down the mountain, Wang Mian was like a cheetah, he knocked the man unconscious, pulled him into the grass, and stuck a silver needle in it, the man's eyes widened suddenly, his face full of horror The color looked at Wang Mian.

"If you are struggling or making a sound, I will kill you, understand?"

The man nodded quickly, Wang Mian let go of his palm and said, "What position are you in the Blood Knife Sect?"

"I—— am the executioner." The man said tremblingly.

"Very good—" Murderous intention loomed in Wang Mian's heart, how many people's blood would this person have on his hands?

The Xuedao Sect also seemed to have some scruples, and did not let the innate disciples carry out the task of killing people, but some acquired spirit sons to carry out the death penalty.

Wang Mian asked again, the person's name, position in the secular world, and other information. Wang Mian even sent his picture to Wang Xu for him to inquire.

After receiving Wang Xu's affirmation, Wang Mian directly twisted the man's neck.

For this kind of person, Wang Mian will not be soft at all.

"General, he is yours." After Wang Mian finished speaking, he turned his head away from watching the general's performance.

He could only hear the crunching, crunching, crunching sound, and he didn't need to think about the extremely cruel picture.

Soon the sun rose high, but Wang Mian seemed to have turned into a stone, and the general didn't like the sun, so he drilled directly into the ground.

"Blood Knife Sect, Blood Knife Sect, don't you want the blood of thousands of people to sacrifice the treasure of the Blood Refining Knife? Then I will give you a drudgery."

The general's method is very strange, sneaking into the ground, connecting with Yin Qi, without making a sound.

Wang Mian felt that the strong Jindan might not be able to find it. If the generals were found, the master of the blood knife sect would have rushed out long ago.

It was evening again, and Wang Mian knew that it was time for him to appear, because he had learned from the butcher Li Si that he was practicing at the Blood Knife Gate at night.

Thinking of this, Wang Mian directly changed into Li Si's appearance, and then walked into the Blood Knife Gate carefully, trying not to show his feet.

"Yeah - Li Si, you came early today." The one who spoke was Zhang San whom Wang Mian had met before.

Wang Mian forced a smile, he didn't know how to answer, he was afraid of showing his feet.

In this devil's cave, those ordinary people who were tied to stone pillars all disappeared, apparently taken away by Shaolin monk Yongxin.

But this demon cave is still gloomy, and the blood in the blood pool is bubbling and bubbling.

"Li Si, what's the matter with you, why don't you seem happy today? Did you quarrel with your wife again?" Zhang San said.

Wang Mian thought about the information given by Wang Xu. Although this Li Si is a butcher of the Blood Sword Sect, his real identity is a teacher with a wife and son.

But it seems that the husband and wife are not harmonious, "Yes, that woman, if it wasn't for the child, I would have left long ago." Wang Mian said.

"If you want me to say, when your child is raised, you can kill that mother-in-law." Zhang San said.

Wang Mian felt a little cold in his heart, "It's really inhuman."

Seeing that Wang Mian didn't answer, Zhang San said: "Don't you still care about those little feelings that don't matter?"

Apparently Zhang San was just a chatterbox, and he didn't suspect anything, because Wang Mian's ever-changing mask simulated Li Si's evil spirit.

When Wang Mian came to the side of the blood pool, his eyes widened suddenly, and he saw a big blood-red crystal coffin in the blood pool, and there was a person sleeping in the coffin.

"This coffin—" Wang Mian said in surprise.

As soon as I said it, I thought, "Not good."

But obviously Zhang San didn't hear any difference, but said: "Hey, the suzerain wanted to revive the students, using the efforts of 1 people to resurrect them, but was disturbed by the boy under the protection of Shaolin. What a pity."

Wang Mian was shocked, and carefully looked at the 20-year-old boy among the officials, muttering to himself: "Without a son, why don't the Suzerain and his wife have another one?"

"Li Si, did your brain burn out today! Practitioners can indeed have children, but it's like winning the lottery. Practitioners are so jealous..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and he looked around and said, "On the way to practice, men are the same as sterilization, and women are the same as sterilization."

After finishing speaking, Zhang San might feel that he was talking too much, looked around and whispered, "Cultivate, let's cultivate to the innate realm, we will be completely liberated."

Zhang San sat down to meditate by the pool of blood!Wang Mian found that traces of blood had penetrated into Zhang San's body.

"This way of absorbing blood energy, even a normal person will become distorted in character. It really deserves to be a demon."

Wang Mian also pretended to sit cross-legged, and even a trace of blood was sucked into Wang Mian's body, but Wang Mian did not absorb it, but the blood-red brush in his body.

The brush became more and more strange, the red pen holder and the red brush were like a judge's pen, even Wang Mian suspected that this was the judge's pen in the Underworld that controls life and death.

If it continues like this, something will definitely go wrong, and it will be sensed by the blood knife sect master.

Wang Mian was waiting for an opportunity, waiting for the opportunity for the Blood Knife Sect Master to go out. If the Blood Knife Sect Master did not leave the cave, the moment he summoned his generals would be easily perceived.

In this way, Wang Mian has been practicing at Xuedaomen for four or five days.

One day, the master of the Xuedao Sect finally came out from the cave within the cave.

Wang Mian was ecstatic in his heart, but his expression remained calm, and he knelt down with Zhang San on the ground.

"You don't want to go back to your mortal family these few days. I'm going to the Xiaoyao faction. I have something to do."

All Lingzi knelt down on the ground, obeyed the order, and agreed with their mouths.

When Wang Mian heard that the head of the Blood Knife Sect was going to Xiaoyao, his heart trembled, "Could it be that the head of the Blood Knife Sect is friends with the old man Xiaoyao?"

This idea startled Wang Mian, he didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't dare to guess.

The master of the blood knife sect left, Wang Mian did not dare to hurt the people in the cave, he was afraid of being sensed by the master of the blood knife sect, so he seized an opportunity to release the general and sank into the ground.