Fantasy villain system

Qin Ting's eyes narrowed, and with a finger, a dim, almost invisible Taoist mark hit Yi Shuihan.

This Tao spell was silent and had no mana fluctuations. Yi Shuihan, who was fighting with the powerful men from all the major shrines, was completely unaware of it!

Qin Ting invisibly left a mark on Yi Shuihan. No matter where he went, he could not escape Qin Ting's induction.......

The huge whale flew to the side of the golden scroll first and opened its mouth to swallow the golden scroll.

Suddenly, a giant hand that covered the sky flew from the ground, grabbed it, and tore the giant whale into pieces.

This giant hand was about to grab the golden scroll, and then the shadow of a sword god rose up with a fierce sword energy. Countless magic swords around it crushed the giant hand to pieces!

Then the phantom of the Sword God grabbed the golden scroll, and saw countless magical powers and magic weapons blasting at it. The phantom of the Sword God immediately became riddled with holes. Countless magic swords around it were smashed into pieces, and countless magic swords were pierced through the body. The big hole suddenly disappeared!

Actually, no one successfully collected the golden scroll!

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

The white-haired old man roared and took a step forward. The moment he took the step, he raised his palm and struck at the other strong men competing with him for the altar. The blue sky in his palm was like a seal, and suddenly the sky collapsed, like ten thousand people. Thunder roars!

The strength of this white-haired old man is really terrifying. Once he takes action, he overwhelms other powerful men on the altar.

Sun Gongfeng looked solemn and sneered:"The treasures of heaven and earth have always been inhabited by the strong!"The sun was shining brightly above his head, the dragon pillar was erected, and the Taoist bell was vibrating, providing him with extremely strong energy and blood in an instant, and he exchanged palms with the white-haired old man!

Boom - boom, a terrifying energy burst out, and Sun Gongfeng With a muffled groan, he retreated for dozens of miles, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth!

I was shocked in my heart. I thought that this white-haired old man was about to end his life and would not be able to exert much strength.

But I didn't expect that this man's cultivation level was so terrifying!

In terms of magic power alone, He was almost no weaker than a powerful man in the Divine Palace Realm! He was no match!

The white-haired old man was furious, like an ancient god and demon. The Piaoxue Sect led the elder to fight him with a magical power, and then the beaten flesh melted away, and he was killed on the spot. He was seriously injured!

Everyone was shocked. The leader of the Piaoxue Sect was a strong man from the Shentai. His spiritual skills and magical powers were among the best in the world. He was much better than the ordinary strong men from the Shentai. However, he was still not the white-haired old man. Opponent!

The other strong men gave in one after another, seeing how powerful the white-haired old man was, and in the face of lifespan, he was already close to madness, fighting with all his strength.

If he continued to snatch it, he might be in danger of falling!

When the white-haired old man saw this, a flash of light flashed in his eyes With a hint of excitement, he grabbed the golden scroll.

But at this moment, a sword light struck him.

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, shook the sword light away, and turned around to see who wanted to Die, dare to stop him!

I saw a man wearing a green suit, looking at him with a slightly solemn expression.

It was Yi Shuihan.

The white-haired old man narrowed his eyes, and he saw that this man was just in the realm of supernatural powers. He said calmly:"Junior, how dare you stop me!"

Yi Shuihan said in a deep voice:"This junior must also have this golden scroll!

The white-haired old man roared:"Who dares to stop me!""

Hit a palm towards Yi Shuihan. If this palm hits him, it will definitely break him into pieces!

Yi Shuihan's eyes condensed, and a jade platform appeared behind him. The jade platform buzzed and turned, and countless magnificent words appeared. Patterns appeared on the wheel platform, forming thousands of strange phenomena.

The sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, lakes and oceans, towers and cities, it was all-encompassing, everything you wanted!

Suddenly, the old man felt that the time and space he was in had changed, and he was actually in the same place. In the middle of the jade platform!

This magic weapon was actually taken in!

The white-haired old man roared, trying to break the jade platform and fly out of the predicament.

But his magical attack was like a stone sinking into the sea, and the jade platform remained stable.

This jade platform is It is the most precious treasure that Yi Shuihan obtained in the cave of Qingyun Taoist Master, Dao Jin Jade Platform!

Qing Yun Dao Zun relied on Dao Jin Jade Platform to dominate the Eastern Wasteland back then!

Dao Jin Jade Platform is a spiritual treasure of heaven and earth, and it almost contains a In the small world, no matter how terrifying the white-haired old man's cultivation is, he can't break out!

Everyone was shocked and saw that this jade platform was an extremely powerful magic weapon. They watched Yi Shuihan collect the golden scroll..

No one dared to take action.

Qin Ting narrowed his eyes slightly and saw the origin of this jade platform.

Is it Taoist Qingyun?...

But Qin Ting had no intention of taking action at all. It was just a divine palace mental method, and he didn't take it seriously yet.

What he really cares about is the secret of such a mausoleum, so naturally he will not do anything to alert the snake.

Seeing Yi Shuihan collect the golden scroll, the white-haired old man burst into tears.

He doesn't have much life left, and this desperate effort has consumed a lot of it. The remaining life span can no longer support him in looking for other opportunities.

The white-haired old man looked at Yi Shuihan and said hoarsely:"Little friend! Give me this scroll, and I'm willing to pay any price!"

Yi Shuihan looked at the old man, saw the praying look in the old man's eyes, and was shocked.

It turned out to be a bit intolerable!

After all, this shrine-level mental technique is just the icing on the cake in his hands, but in the hands of this old man, it is a matter of life and death!

Yi Shuihan hesitated.

At the end of the day, he's a good guy.