Job transfer for all: Awakening of the Wine Sword Immortal at the beginning!

The spiritual sword is on the neck!

Wan Yu's violent rise also stopped abruptly, and he didn't dare to move at all.

"Human race, what do you want?"

"I am Wan Yu, the young master of the Wanling Clan. I admit that you are very strong, and you can even kill me."

"But don't forget, if I die, the Wanling Clan will definitely avenge me, and then all of your human race will be wiped out."

"Even if you can escape, are you willing to watch the humans bury you with you?"

Wan Yu opened his mouth to attack his heart. He knew that Chu Ci cared about the human race.

He knew this from the mouths of the demigods in the sword world.

I know that the reason why Chu Ci imprisoned these demigods is to help other human races improve their strength.

When he learned the news, he was relieved.

He was afraid that Chu Ci would be alone, and it would be nice to have someone to care about, so that the other party would have more worries and he would be more likely to survive.

After Wan Yu said this, he was also observing Chu Ci's expression. If Chu Ci really wanted to kill him, he would not sit still and wait for death.

"You are worthy of being a young master, and your brain is quite capable."

"I really won't kill you, at least not now."

Chu Ci nodded.

As the top being among the gods, the Wanling Clan will definitely be thunderous once they take action.

Even if the Great Wall is there, anyone below the Ancient God who enters the Great Wall will be suppressed and become a demigod. But if it is the Wanling Clan, how many demigods are there?

This kind of top-notch protoss has as many as 80,000 demigods under its command. Nowadays, the human race has only more than 400 demigods, and they simply cannot handle it.

Although for him, no matter how many demigods come, it will be an instant kill, but after the Gods there are the Saints, and above the Saints there are the legendary ancients.

Any ancient god can kill the entire human race at will without being restricted by the Great Wall.

At least until he figured out why these saints and ancients were afraid of the human race, he didn't really want to start a war.

Hearing Chu Ci's words, Wan Yu was slightly relieved. He, the majestic young master of the Wanling Clan, would become an ancient god in the future and lead the Wanling Clan to become a powerful holy clan. How could he die here.

"Although I won't kill you, there are some things I still want to make sure of."

As Chu Ci spoke, his mind moved, and a spiritual sword transformed into his appearance, and then he came to Wan Yu and started groping for it.

"W-What on earth are you going to do?"

Wan Yu, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, was filled with anger when he saw his hands being moved up and down like this.

But he was just angry and didn't dare to resist at all.

At this time, the incarnation touched the jade plate in Wan Yu's arms.

Feeling that the jade plate was taken away, Wan Yu's expression changed drastically. This was his chance to become a high-ranking true god.

"No, this thing doesn't..."

"Snapped……"

Before Wan Yu could finish his words, he transformed into a slap on the opponent's face.

It's not very harmful, but it's extremely insulting.

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will kill you."

Chu Ci said coldly that he was unwilling to start a war now, but that didn't mean he would be afraid.

Wan Yu covered his face. This slap didn't even hurt for him, a true god, but he only felt his face burning.

Shame, so shameful.

As the young master of the Wanling Clan, Wan Yu always walks sideways among the gods. Even those peak true gods have to give him some face when they see him.

Now, he was slapped in the face by an avatar from a human race who was just a demigod.

If he didn't still want to live, he would have gone violent.

Chu Ci ignored Wan Yu's resentful eyes and looked at the jade plate that Huashen had brought back.

The incarnation was originally a spiritual sword. The moment he touched the jade plate, Chu Ci knew in his heart that it was this thing that attracted him.

"Is this... a sword?"

Looking at the three small swords in the jade plate, Chu Ci's eyes were filled with surprise.

For some reason, these three small swords made him feel inexplicably familiar.

It was just like the feeling that the natal sword brought to him.

Chu Ci's eyes flashed, his sword fingers moved together, and the power of law fell into the jade dish.

Then the jade disc's light rose, and three small swords flew out, then transformed into three figures.

"Feiyang, Bai Luo, and Shuang Ling of the Sword Spirit clan pay their respects to the sword master."

The three figures knelt down on one knee and saluted Chu Ci.

Upon hearing this, Chu Ci and Wan Yu both looked surprised.

Chu Ci was surprised that these three small swords turned out to be from the Sword Spirit clan.

Wan Yu was surprised by the attitudes of the three sword spirit clans.

Who doesn't know that the Sword Spirit Clan is the most unruly. Even when they faced the powerful Saint Clan, they still dared to transform themselves into swords to kill the ancient gods.

But now, these three Sword Spirit Clan actually knelt down.

Sword Master?

Wan Yu's heart suddenly trembled, and his eyes looking at Chu Ci were filled with disbelief.

Other races may not know the legend about the sword master of the Sword Spirit Clan, but they, the Wanling Clan, know it very well.

It is said that the Sword Spirit Clan has been waiting for the sword master to appear.

But so many years have passed, and the Sword Spirit clan has been destroyed, but the so-called sword master still has not appeared.

Therefore, the Wanling Clan was worried at the beginning but now they don’t care about it, thinking that it was made up by the Sword Spirit Clan.

But he didn't expect that the sword master actually existed and appeared in front of him.

But when he was shocked, he became confused again.

After looking at Chu Ci, he was a good demigod.

The existence that can make the Sword Spirit clan regard them as their sword masters is actually just a demigod?

"The Sword Spirit clan is becoming more and more useless, and a mere demigod can actually be regarded as a sword master." He did not dare to say this, so he could only think about it in his heart.

"You know me?"

Chu Ci looked at the three sword spirit tribes and said doubtfully.

Although he had disguised himself as a Sword Spirit Clan before, this was the first time he had seen a real Sword Spirit Clan.

The other party actually called him Sword Master. Isn't this one of his talents?

"This is our first meeting with the sword master, but we know that you are the sword master." The three of them said respectfully.

Chu Ci pondered for a few seconds. Looking at the situation of these three Sword Spirit clans, could it be that his profession has some connection with the Sword Spirit clan?

But this is not the place to talk.

Chu Ci glanced at Wan Yu and said, "Stay here well. If you dare to kill the demigods here, I will let you be buried with them."

After saying that, Chu Ci left with the three Sword Spirit clansmen.

And more than ten thousand teeth were broken.

The other party actually dared to speak like this. A mere demigod wanted to be buried with him, the middle-level true god...

What a shame!

When those demigods heard this, their eyes lit up. Originally, they were worried that they would be killed by the true god Wan Yu.

But now that Chu Ci had said this, they were no longer afraid.

This lord…has them in his heart.

Wan Yu noticed the shining eyes of these demigods and immediately snorted.

boom……

The pressure of the true god swept out, directly suppressing all the demigods to the ground, unable to move.

Although they cannot be killed, there is no problem just suppressing them.

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