Fantasy: I Am A Big Villain

Yan Wuxie left Duobao Pavilion and came to a place like an inn. Although it offers a variety of food, there are more people communicating here.

"Do you know that a fifth-turn ancient god walked out of that place in the lower realm!" someone said.

"His! Five-turn ancient god! How could it be possible?" Someone gasped, his face full of horror.

"Hey, some evil cultivators cultivate ancient gods in the lower realm. The lower realm is not connected to the upper realm at all. Although it is a small place, it is a good place to cultivate ancient gods. Those great abilities can't calculate this place at all!" Hehe smiled.

"Damn demon cult, damn evil repair!" someone scolded.

"What is an ancient god?" asked a new god who was ignorant and ignorant.

"The so-called ancient gods are the new consciousness born on the corpse of the gods. Once they are born, they are called the first-turn ancient gods. After the first-turn ancient gods die, the second consciousness is called the second-turn ancient gods... and so on!"

Someone introduced in a low voice, the voice was very small, and seemed to be afraid of something. Although the voice was very small, it was still clearly heard by Yan Wuxie.

"Brother, do you need a messenger?" Just as Yan Wuxie was listening intently to the words of the people around him, a thin, red-skinned alien man approached and asked.

"What's the price?" Yan Wuxie asked. He didn't know what the messenger was. In order not to reveal his own foundation, he pretended to understand the messenger.

"Ten thousand crystals!" The man laughed. He saw Yan Wuxie not interested, and quickly explained: "This artifact can connect the entire Jin Yao star field, and countless star fields can communicate on it. Once you get one or two from it Useful information, don't you make a profit?"

"Huh!" Yan Wuxie didn't want to pay any attention to this guy. He only had ten thousand crystals, so he could afford it, but it was not worth it. Because one thousand god crystals can buy some better lower-level artifacts, and ten thousand god crystals can even buy top middle-level artifacts.

Spend a top-tier mid-level artifact to buy an information collector? He is not so extravagant now.

Seeing that Yan Wuxie had no intention of buying this communicator, the man didn't care. He took out a book and handed it to Yan Wuxie, saying:

"It contains all kinds of information about nearby planets, including those big forces recruiting new recruits. I don't think you are too old. You have a good talent. You can try it!"

Yan Wuxie was worried about how to choose a force to join him, but he didn't expect that the doze just came to the pillow!

"How many crystals?" Yan Wuxie asked.

"Ten crystals!" The man gestured.

"Yi Shenjing!" Yan Wuxie said lightly.

When the man heard the price, he kept wailing, saying that he was at a loss, but Yan Wuxie ignored him and kept reducing the price. But Yan Wuxie couldn't kill a god crystal and didn't buy it. In the end, the man only succumbed to Yan Wuxie.

Watching the salesman mumble and go away at a loss, Yan Wuxie opened this book. It recorded the details of nearby planets, which was more detailed than Yan Wuxie's. It also recorded that several forces were recruiting new people recently. The biggest is a true god-level power, named Black Dragon Sect.

The Black Dragon Sect was recruiting new recruits on Yellow Wuxing Star, Yan Wuxie's eyes lit up, and he carefully watched the information of this Black Dragon Sect.This black dragon sect was created by a black dragon for countless years. After countless years have passed, the entire Sect has become a mixed bag. Now everyone is recruited. As long as it is not evil cultivation, and the talent is fair, you can join it.

Yan Wuxie was very excited about this. Just as he was about to go to the registration site, a line from the iron plate of the Tiansheng Religion came: "Baor, have you returned to the upper realm?"

"I have returned to the upper realm, but it seems that people from the Alliance of Gods are staring at me, and I dare not give up!" Yan Wuxie replied with a deep voice.

"Then you hide first! Don't let people know!" Another line appeared on the iron plate.

"I need help, I need Shenjing!" Yan Wuxie asked for help.

"Where are you? I will give you the Shenjing!"

Want to know where i am? Yan Wuxie frowned. Could it be that he has something that his superior needs, otherwise, why would he care about himself so much? He didn't think that the so-called Demon Cult, the so-called Evil Cultivation would be so good.

"I don't believe you!" Yan Wuxie entered a message.

"Well, I transferred 30,000 Shenjing to your original account in the Wanshen Bank. Remember to withdraw it when you arrive!" A line appeared on the iron plate again.

Yan Wuxie raised his brows and did not answer. Soon a line appeared on the iron plate again: "Where is the token of your golden ape treasure?"

really! Yan Wuxie's heart moved slightly, and he knew that Ba Or had something that Tian Shengjia longed for, but he still didn't answer.

"I tell you, without the help of Tianshengjiao, you can't get that treasure!" Another line of text appeared.

"Huh! Give you the token, do I have any soup to drink? I have nothing to gain!" Yan Wuxie replied.

"Don't swallow this treasure alone, the energy of Tianshengjiao is not what you can imagine!" This line of text appeared again. Then came some threatening words of advice, and Yan Wuxie completely ignored him.

"Thirty thousand god crystals!" Yan Wuxie thought, touching his chin. He changed his robe in this inn, covered his own face, and went to Wanshen Bank.

This Pantheon Bank is the most famous bank in the entire Universe. You can transfer funds at will without worrying about revealing your identity. Legend has it that there is an ancestor behind it!

Inside the Pantheon Bank is a huge hall. There are countless puppets made by mechanical races, which look like real creatures. Only the metal limbs that are exposed inadvertently can make people understand that this is a puppet.

"Hello!" A stunning beauty appeared in front of Yan Wuxie. Yan Wuxie did not see the agility in her eyes. It was obvious that this was a puppet.

"I want to extract a sacred crystal!" Yan Wuxie said in a calm voice.

"Okay, please here!" The beauty puppet reached out and led Yan Wuxie to a small room.

Watching the beauty puppet leave, Yan Wuxie began to look at the room, but did not find any monitoring or surveillance devices inside. He walked to a white jade platform. On this white jade platform, Yan Wuxie could enter the account password or put a unique token.

Yan Wuxie didn't know what Baor's account password was, but he had the iron badge of Baor's identity. He planned to put this iron badge on it for a try. If it doesn't work, then forget it.

"Ding!" With a muffled sound, Baror's account number appeared in front of him. There were a total of 40,000 crystals in it, of which 30,000 were transferred just now.

Yan Wuxie did not expect that Pakistan might actually use the iron badge of own identity as a credential, and there is no need to enter a password or the like. It seems that Pakistan might have a lot of confidence in this iron badge of Tiansheng Sect's identity!

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