God level takeaway system

This was too sudden, and the power of these flying swords at this time was not three-sided and the middle-aged man could resist it.

The two wanted to resist, but almost instantly they were directly pierced by countless flying swords.

With his eyes wide open and his face full of disbelief, the avatar died just like that.

This has a great impact on their main body strength.

Aotian didn't expect this to happen, he was in a hurry and roared loudly, "How is this possible..."

Based on his understanding of this Jedi, once all the flying swords in a red cloud are restrained, there is basically no danger.

The three people including the ancestor of Shushan had beaten all the flying swords before losing their spirituality before he dared to come out, otherwise the flying swords would automatically adjust their strength according to the cultivation of the people in the formation.

Now that he has come in his real body, if he dies in the formation, it will really be beyond redemption.

But in the face of thousands of flying swords, Aotian was extremely unwilling, but he couldn't help it, if he stayed here, he might perish.

He glanced at the ancestor of Shushan, and then opened the special wormhole. He didn't know what kind of treasure it was, but he could be teleported directly into it.

The ancestor of Shushan was stunned by this change. He didn't know why these flying swords only attacked Aotian, and he didn't know why there were so many flying swords suddenly.

After Aotian left, these flying swords calmed down.

"Master, you still need me to save you." Wang Mian's voice came from one of the flying swords.

The ancestor of Shushan widened his eyes and said, "My boy, you are the one who controls these flying swords. It's so powerful."

When the fog cleared, the ancestor of Shushan saw flying swords hovering over Wang Mian's head, like the most loyal soldiers guarding Wang Mian to death.

"Master, I don't have the ability to control these flying swords. It's all thanks to the giant friends behind me. If it weren't for them, I would still be trapped in the battle to the death." Wang Mian said.

The giant behind him was a little moved by Wang Mian's words.

"Master, let's go to the mountain to have a look."

Wang Mian pointed to the fiery red mountain peak in the distance and said.

The ancestor of Shushan frowned and said: "Apprentice, that is a jeopardy. If you want to say, this patch of red mist, we can escape successfully, but if we enter it, it will be the tomb of an immortal?"

He was very worried, not only worried about himself, but also worried about Wang Mian.

Wang Mian said with a serious face: "Master, in fact, I personally feel that a practitioner should have this kind of spirit that is not afraid of death.

A monk must be bold and careful, and move forward in anticipation of danger.

But everything I closed on this floating island is a great terror..."

Wang Mian cleared his throat and continued: "Cultivators want to give up greed and ignorance and other desires of ordinary people, but this great terror is accompanied by countless opportunities.

If you don't have the heart to fight for the front, you will fail. "

Hearing Wang Mian's words, the ancestor of Shushan shook his head and said, "It's good to be young. I think that when I was young, I was full of enthusiasm and went to many dangerous places. I was lucky to be able to live until now, but I lost my original monkhood. Heart.

The longer you live, the less courageous you are. "

He gritted his teeth and said, "Apprentice, you are right, this forbidden area is actually fair to everyone, and these red mist are also a test.

There must be a great opportunity in that mountain, waiting for us. "

The two of them, avoiding the red mist, headed directly towards the mountain.

There were also many people who broke through the red mist on the way, but there were people of all realms.

Of course, there are more masters in the transcending tribulation period, and they can cultivate to such a level, but their talents are relatively heaven-defying.

At this time, it was very embarrassing for everyone to curse and curse, and they scolded the eight generations of ancestors of those arrogant young people.

Just entering the red mist, most of them were killed or injured. Now those who can survive are lucky and talented.

These people are truly proud and arrogant people, but they are also hesitant to venture into the depths.

Because now they can leave this forbidden place.

But there are also some daring people who walk carefully to the depths.

These people looked at everyone as if they were enemies, because when they escaped the catastrophe of the flying sword in the thick fog just now, they obtained a lot of treasures.

The flying swords obtained from the red mist, each taken out, are the most precious treasures of flying swords.

The red mountains are getting closer and closer, and everyone is extremely nervous.

This has nothing to do with the realm, because this forbidden place is the same even if an immortal enters.

"Master, have you ever entered that valley?" Wang Mian asked in a low voice.

"It's been a long time since I came to this forbidden area. At that time, I was still weak, but I didn't dare to venture into it." The ancestor of Shushan said.

Wang Mian took a look, and none of the monks around dared to fly rashly.

Generally, it is a big taboo to use the method indiscriminately in the forbidden area, or to fly indiscriminately.

Contrary to everyone's imagination, everyone climbed up the red mountain smoothly.

"Look over there, over there is..."

Suddenly a monk screamed and looked at the side seam of the mountain.

Wang Mian's complexion was a little pale, and there were corpses all over the mountain.

On each corpse, there is a flying sword, a blood-red flying sword.

And from these corpses, bursts of powerful fluctuations came out, it was a fluctuation that changed the face of the master of the tribulation period.

"Apprentice, I think it's best for us to go back to such a place," Shushan Patriarch said.

"Why master?" Wang Mian said.

"The majority of those dead people are in the same realm as the teacher, and some even have a higher realm than the teacher."

The ancestor of Shushan looked a little ugly and said: "And..."

"Ah!" Before the ancestor of Shushan had finished speaking, some monks with lower realms ran down the mountain frantically.

"What the hell is this place, I don't want to go to the top of the mountain."

The man was so confused by the strong spiritual will of this place that he was shocked, and he became unconscious.

This made people even more nervous, and everyone hesitated.

Wang Mian also hesitated, but after arriving here, the sense of summoning breath became stronger and stronger.

"Master, do you feel the call?" Wang Mian asked via voice transmission.

"I only feel the endless murderous aura. As for the call you mentioned, I don't feel it at all."

Wang Mian gritted his teeth and said, "Master, I'm not an arrogant person, but I did feel a calling.

This is definitely not a hallucination, I felt it outside the Black Forest. "

Wang Mian whispered: "I feel that this mountain top, or what exists behind this mountain top, is my chance."

"Master, you are really not fit to take risks with me, you should go back." Wang Mian said.

"No, apprentice, since you say that, I really don't feel at ease as a teacher. You go alone."

"Master, do I still have so many giant friends to help? They are immortal." Wang Mian said.

"And you have also seen that the dead body on the hillside is... If you insist on going, master, then I can only retreat, and I cannot let you take risks.

I feel that this place is full of hostility towards higher cultivators. "

The ancestor of Shushan, when he heard Wang Mian's words, his pupils contracted and he said: "Apprentice, you are really right. This place is indeed full of killing intent for me, and it makes my whole body cold."