"Isn't this too exciting!?" Xu Ji couldn't help but said as he looked at a flying sword that was constantly flying around him.

This sword is not long, only forty or fifty centimeters at most.

The blade of the sword is completely black, as if it contains some extremely obscure brilliance.

On the sword body, there are green leaves, which continue to appear as the sword body shuttles back and forth.

Xu Ji was frightened to see it.

Because this sword is extremely powerful.

Countless treasures in the mist, every time they encountered the sword's edge, they would take the initiative to give in, not daring to compete with it.

Fortunately, this sword seemed to recognize him.

She just walked around him, looking extremely intimate.

Xu Ji couldn't help but think of the big yellow dog 'Ah Huang' he had raised when he was a child.

‘Ah Huang’ is a native dog, very spiritual.

Every time he came home from school and opened the door, 'Ah Huang' would be waiting at the door.

I remember one time, he got into a fight with a neighbor's kid over something.

Ah Huang heard the sound and immediately rushed out of the house, grinning at the children.

The other party was so frightened that he burst into tears and ran home to complain.

This sword is also average.

Just when he had the thought of 'panic', it automatically flew out of the mist and circled around him.

The green leaves stretched out, as if to embolden him, as if to say: Don't be afraid, master, I'm here! No matter how small you are, it's just a sword.

But the problem is...

Xu Ji looked at the flying sword that was constantly surrounding him.

He lowered his head.

"I'm just a Xibei guy!"

"Not to mention magical powers, I can't even draw talismans!"

"If this old monster's enemies come knocking on my door... I'm afraid I won't be beaten to pieces!"

Xu Ji is self-aware.

He is just an ordinary person who graduated with two degrees.

The shoulders cannot resist and the hands cannot lift.

How can one survive in the world of Xianxia, ​​which is surrounded by dangers and where plots of murder and treasure grabbing can happen at every turn?

So what if there is a magic weapon?

He doesn't know how to use it.

Therefore, these magic weapons may also become the source of one's own death.

The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade!

The flying sword seemed to sense his emotions.

The sword light grew stronger and stronger.

The green leaves appearing on the sword changed from virtual to real.

The green leaves appeared in the mist, they were lotus leaves condensed by the light of the sword.

On the lotus leaves, paths full of destructive power spread out, causing countless magic weapons throughout the stone chamber to resonate.

Waves of divine light rose up, illuminating the entire stone chamber into boundless light.

Xu Ji was stunned.

“It’s really exciting!”

"It's just too exciting!"

So many magic weapons...

Isn't this old weirdo's net worth too rich?

However, the more this happened, the more worried Xu Ji became.

The number of magic weapons stored in this stone chamber is countless.

There are so many treasures that the old monster could not have refined by himself.

There should be no such boring old monsters!

Therefore, there can only be one answer: I am afraid that most of these treasures belong to others.

As for how you got here?

Isn’t that simple?

Kill people and seize treasures!

The old monster he traveled through time is probably the old ancestor of this world of immortals and a giant of evil.

A typical villain!

If anyone knew about it, this villain wouldn't even know how to use treasures now.

I'm afraid that the plot of the world's righteous people besieging the ancestor of the demon sect is about to take place.

With his small arms and legs, there is no way he is going to be beaten.

But now, so many magic weapons are shining brightly, I'm afraid I don't want to type on the public screen to tell everyone: I have a lot of treasures here, if you have the ability, come and grab them!

What if another stupid young man comes and robs him and pricks his tiger skin...

So, he panicked even more!

…………………………

Tianpeng held the Heavenly Talisman in his hand tremblingly and stood on the blue waves in front of Zizhi Cliff.

This divine general in heaven felt like his legs were filled with lead and could not move at all.

Every pore in his body was trembling with shivers.

In the soul, only one thought flashed: Danger!

He was about to cry but looked up at the sky above Zizhi Cliff.

I saw a sword shadow hanging high on the Zizhi Cliff, blooming with infinite light, stirring the vitality of heaven and earth.

The clouds in the sky became chaotic under the control of the sword shadow.

For a time, the stars were dim, the golden crow was colorless, and the moon was without light!

The whole world seemed to have lost its color.

Flowers are withering, green leaves are withering, and everything is wailing!

The waves under my feet were also boiling and rolling, roaring furiously.

His body was swaying and he couldn't even stand firmly.

He could only rely on the protection of the Heavenly Talisman in his hand to avoid being swept into the bottom of the East China Sea by a wave.

Even so, Tianpeng was dripping with cold sweat, his whole body was cold, and he regretted it endlessly!

At this moment, he finally knew what the power of a saint was!

He finally understood why, for thousands of years, the Jie Cult Master had been trapped in the Bi Palace, but people in heaven and on earth still changed his expression when talking about his name!

Such brilliant majesty, such power of heaven and earth.

Master Jie is worthy of being the number one killer among the Dao Ancestors!

"Why am I so mean-mouthed!?" He lamented: "I have to talk too much!"

"it's good now!"

"Dead!"

He complained to himself: "Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu, you said that with your shallow cultivation, you dare to interfere with the saint's affairs?"

"Don't you know how to write the word "huihui"?

As I kept thinking, the aura on Zizhi Cliff became more and more terrifying.

The sky seemed to have fallen.

Thick dark clouds were rolling down, but no thunder could be seen or heard.

But in the dark clouds, there are faint brilliance of countless spiritual treasures, faintly, as if they are getting ready to go.

The waves under my feet became more and more turbulent.
To be continued...