Fantasy: I Am A Big Villain

"This is an invitation letter from our pavilion master, please come by all means!" The young man waved his hand, and dozens of streamers shot at everyone.

Yan Wuxie received a streamer, and inside was an invitation card, just inject some Spirit Power for refining. Yan Wuxie thought for a while, and injected a very weak divine power into the invitation.

The blank invitation card immediately revealed the text. Yan Wuxie took a look and said that he could go to the places of many middle gods, including auction pavilions, treasure pavilions, restaurants, etc., where you can enjoy eight things. Discount.

Middle God? Yan Wuxie's heart moved, could this invitation measure her own strength? Thinking of this, he felt a little uncomfortable in an instant.

This invitation is blank at the beginning, and the text is only revealed after entering the divine power, but once the divine power is entered, the guy behind the scene will know its own strength.

"What do you mean by Dembgo? Are you spying on the Realm I'm waiting for?" Someone asked aloud when they found the problem.

"The holder of the invitation card can enjoy the discount of the invitation card. This is our apologize to you from Teng Boge!" The young man generously admitted this matter and made compensation.

"If you have compensation, can you spy on our Realm at will?" someone said angrily.

"Wow!" Yan Wuxie's ears moved, and he heard the noise of many gods in the distance. It was obvious that they were very dissatisfied with Deng Boge's spying on own Realm.

"Humph!" A cold snort echoed throughout the city, and everyone felt that the oppression above their heads had strengthened a little bit. This is a real god!

All the objections disappeared, and no one dared to say any more dissatisfied words. Although the true God did not continue to speak, a cold snort had already expressed his attitude, and Budengak had already given enough compensation.

The gods looked at each other, sat down silently, continued cultivation, some looked around, and walked in the direction of Dengbu Pavilion. This can be said to be stalking wool on the Dengbu Pavilion, and now I dare to start some things that I usually dare not buy.

Yan Wuxie had been cultivating for a long time, and found that most of the people present had disappeared. It was obvious that they had taken advantage of it. Yan Wuxie thought for a while, and went to see if there was something he had missed, or if he listened to the opinions of those masters, there might be a lot of gains.

In the center of Dempo City, someone encircled a place with a large formation to form a city within a city. On the ground are row upon row of lofts, and the lower gods come and go in these lofts.

What floats in the air is a large suspended mountain, and countless middle-level gods and high-level gods fly around among these big mountains. The legend is that there is a huge black market underground, and it requires a certain invitation to enter.

Yan Wuxie looked at this extremely huge formation and was amazed in her heart. The area enclosed by this formation alone was the size of several ancient empires, and countless gods walked in it, as small as ants.

"Boom!" Yan Wuxie walked through the protective light curtain of the formation, only to feel an extremely faint line of sight glanced at him. This line of sight was extremely concealed. It should be because of the special pupil technique of cultivation that ordinary high-level gods can't detect. It was because of his possession of the Heavenly God Realm that he slightly discovered something.

Yan Wuxie didn't perceive the danger. With a thought, Yan Wuxie pretended to be completely ignorant and entered openly. Within the formation, there is no such coercion of true gods, but Yan Wuxie perceives as if there is a behemoth overlooking him in the sky.The morning sun has risen, and a new day has come again. The golden sun shines on Yan Wuxie's body, bringing him warmth.

He raised his head and glanced at the "sun" in the distance, knowing that it was made by formation or a divine tool.

"Shoo!" The other people in the city were entering this Dengbu Pavilion one after another. Yan Wuxie glanced back, and silently estimated in her heart that most of the people in this Dengbo city have come in, and the rest should be just A small part.

For those guys who didn't come in, Yan Wuxie had no interest in knowing what they would encounter. He raised his head, chose a more prosperous hanging mountain and flew over.

This Xuankong Mountain sells some artifacts, but most of them are mid-level artifacts. There are very few high-level artifacts. Most of Yan Wuxie is not very interested, because these artifacts are not very helpful to him.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!" A bell sounded in the distance. Yan Wuxie, who was selecting some more interesting gadgets, raised his head and carefully sensed the information conveyed by the bell.

This bell is very mysterious, and people without Realm can't analyze and transmit information from it. Yan Wuxie only listened for a while before he knew the news contained in the bell.

He pondered for a moment, and flew towards a white jade mountain. On the way, he also saw many people flying towards this mountain. Others were a little surprised to see Yan Wuxie, but the next god can come either from the backstage or the genius. It's not easy to mess with either.

There is a platform on Bai Yu's mountain. At this time, hundreds of people have gathered on this platform. After they saluted each other, they silently chose a place to sit down.

When everyone was almost there, a streamer flew down from above and hovered in mid-air. This is a middle-aged man in a jade robe, with thin eyebrows and thin eyes, looking very handsome.

"Higher God Peak!" someone exclaimed.

Not the pinnacle of the upper god, it should be the half-step true god! Yan Wuxie sensed his breath and compared it with Penkin's, and found that his breath was much stronger than Penkin's.

"Fellow daoist, in Xia Leisha, I will preach for you today!" This middle-aged man saluted everyone's cupped hands, and then Lotus Position sat down and began to talk about his own cultivation and divine art Experience.

When Yan Wuxie listened, he found that many angles were something he hadn't thought about before. He just heard a few words and found that he had gained a lot. He quickly tightened his mind and sat down and listened carefully to Leisha's sermon.

Most of the people who can analyze the information from the bells are not simple. They asked questions one by one after Leisha finished speaking. These questions were not easy, but Leisha answered them all.

Whether it was Leisha's preaching, or the subsequent questions and answers, Yan Wuxie benefited a lot. He can be said to be completely indulged in the most advanced preaching in history.

Time passed silently like this. By the time Yan Wuxie reacted from it, three days had passed, and he felt that his understanding of cultivation had increased by several points.

"Let's stop here today!" Leisha snapped his fingers and rang a bronze bell not far away.

Yan Wuxie feels a little regretful, but this can be regarded as a free prostitution, so it is not a pity.

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