God-level system I can increase infinitely

"What are you..." Shopkeeper Luo saw that Qin Tian was about to die under his own gun. Seeing this scene, he was stunned.

"Die!"

An indifferent voice came, and Qin Tian's long sword drew a beautiful arc.

"Ding! The host casts the Emperor Flame Soul Spirit Sword, randomly increasing the sword experience and power by five hundred times! 500*1000!"

"The host has comprehended the yellow-level middle-grade swordsmanship - the Thirteen Slashes of Emperor Yan! Current state: Perfection!"

"The host's sword skills are enhanced five hundred times! The power of the fire system is increased to seven levels!"

Tsk tsk tsk tsk!

There was no powerful explosion, and no hidden thunder ignited the sky and the earth.

This sword, in an understatement, passed through Shopkeeper Luo's body like a shooting star.

"...It's a Xuan-level magic weapon...How is it possible..." At this time, Shopkeeper Luo had just finished speaking when he felt his body light, then cold, and then his upper body and lower body separated.

The whole person was cut into two pieces!

The heavenly dark black armor he was so proud of was chopped into pieces like tofu!

The thundering dragon slashing spear of the heaven-level divine weapon was also cut in two!

Plop!

Shopkeeper Luo fell upside down on the ground and was broken into two pieces at the waist, but he did not die immediately. He stared at Qin Tian with his eyes wide open and roared in disbelief.

"No...impossible...how could there be a mysterious-level magic weapon in Dongye City..."

"You...you are just trash, why do you have such a magical weapon..."

Buzz——

The dozen or so yellow-level warriors present suddenly shrank their pupils and were dumbfounded.

"This... Shopkeeper Luo, who possesses two great artifacts, was actually cut into two pieces by... a sword..."

"It's too scary! The only ones who can break through the heaven-level magic weapons are the Xuan-level magic weapons! But are there really Xuan-level magic weapons in the world?"

"Qin Tian... is so terrifying! He is simply not human!"

Qin Tian flipped his right hand, and the Emperor's Flame Soul Spiritual Sword immediately returned to his personal space.

"Ask me again, why are you looking for my father's relics? Who killed my father?" Qin Tian walked up to Shopkeeper Luo step by step, looked down and asked.

The tone was cold and without any emotion.

Shopkeeper Luo couldn't die immediately. His liver and gallbladder were so painful that his whole face was hideous. He just screamed: "Quickly...kill me...give me a good time..."

This sword was deliberately powerful by Qin Tian, ​​so it left Shopkeeper Luo a little angry.

But this kind of pain can only be described as life worse than death.

"If you don't say anything, the entire Yongmao Danfang will soon be in ruins, and everyone present will die!" Qin Tian glanced around indifferently.

All the warriors, as well as Danfang's clerk and Baobang, suddenly felt as if they had fallen into hell, trembling all over and terrified.

"Shopkeeper Luo, tell me quickly! Although you and Luo Zhao are dead, Yongmao Danfang cannot be absent!"

"That's right, tell me quickly, don't hurt us!"

Everyone saw Qin Tian's method and shouted one after another.

"You...don't...I said...it's all here..." Shopkeeper Luo's face was distorted in pain, but when he thought that Yongmao Danfang, which he had worked hard for decades, would be reduced to ruins, he still endured it and pointed.

Pointing to his chest.

At this time, a yellow-level warrior bravely took out a piece of black sheepskin from Shopkeeper Luo's arms.

Qin Tian took it and took a look, only to see several crooked curves drawn on the sheepskin, and some messy numbers marked on the sides of the curves.

The sheepskin had obviously been cut by someone, and only a few curves were drawn on it before disappearing, making it appear to have no beginning or end.

Other than that, there's nothing surprising about it.

"What is this?" Qin Tian asked calmly.