God-level system: I am the big boss of the villain

Chapter 556 He Was Slapped in the Face!
"Little brother, you are a formation master, so you don't need the inheritance of fighting and killing?"

"As a distinguished formation mage, we certainly won't let you do it for nothing."

"Those who are capable will be able to get it."

Some people didn't want him to take a share. There were already enough people here, but some people, seeing that he was a formation master, were willing to give him a share in order to make friends with him.

The honor of a formation master is the same as that of an alchemist, and he can be respected wherever he goes.

But sometimes it is not very useful, it is in the face of interests.

No one knows how good the inheritance of the Tomb of the Sword King is, and they don't know how many treasures can be found before getting the inheritance.

If a portion was taken away, they would be heartbroken, and there were as many as two hundred people present!

However, more people are willing than not.

Of course, those who are willing are not sincerely willing. In their hearts, it depends on their own ability to get what they want!
If you don't have the ability, even if you get the treasure or inheritance, you will be snatched away!

In the face of interests, they can do anything.

"Since everyone is willing, then I will spend some effort to disarm the formation."

After the young formation mage finished speaking, he took the knife, put the tip of the knife on the formation, and continued to draw strange and mottled lines,
This is drawing formations, which have an effect on formations. In addition, there are formations on his knife.

The combination of the two is powerful.

The knife doesn't look like it has a formation, but some formations are invisible, and some are very small, and can be applied to any object.

A few seconds later, the formation guarding the sword king's tomb emitted a burst of white light, and the young formation master also stopped painting.

It seems that the formation is about to be lifted.

The people in the rear, seeing this situation and ready to go, kicked open the door of the Sword King's tomb and broke in at the moment when the formation was ready to be released.

"The formation is too rubbish, even a mysterious formation mage like me can dispel it."

The young formation master had a mocking expression on his face.

The rank division of array masters is the same as that of alchemists.

However, at the next moment, he was slapped in the face!
The lines on the surface of the formation suddenly disappeared, and the formation returned to calm, and the removal failed!

Since it is a formation that guards the tomb of a strong man in the realm of a god king, how can it be so easy to break?

Otherwise, he would have been blown away by someone!
"It's a waste of my mood, I didn't open it!"

"Tch, even a mysterious formation mage wants to disarm the formation, isn't it too high on yourself?"

Seeing the failure, everyone despised the young formation mage, and changed his face faster than turning the pages of a book.

The face of the young formation mage is almost as pale as a pig's liver. Damn, many people respected him just now, but now they all turn their faces when they see him fail!
"With so many people, can I not get a share of the pie?"

Mu Yun arrived here, but it was a bit late, he didn't know the way, and he found it after wandering around for a while in other places.

The people below all looked at the sound, with doubts in their eyes, which guy's tone is so arrogant?

To put it so bluntly, are you not afraid that we will target you?

Mu Yun was really not afraid of being targeted. He had already realized that they were all below the level of God Kings, so it was very easy to deal with them.

"It's you bastard!"

"Master, he killed those two junior brothers!"

The three Wanjian sect members who were stopped by Mu Yun at the beginning roared angrily when they saw Mu Yun.

When Mu Yun was wandering around in other places, they came here first.

"Shut up, now is not the time to do something." A middle-aged man stopped them.

There are too many people here, and if they do something, they may be attacked by surprise. He is afraid that this kind of thing will happen.

But one step slower, the people nearby heard the voice, and basically guessed that Wan Jianzong had a feud with the beautiful man who came!
(End of this chapter)