National Creation: I Added An Auction Group

"Here, there is good fortune!"

The old **** murmured softly, intending to open the treasure box.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the treasure box in his hand disappeared.

"impossible!!"

"Yes (good) who can take things from the invincible me!!?"

The old **** roared, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be Chen Mang.

"It's you!! Ants!!"

In the eyes of the old god, it was unbelievable in time.

"Snapped!"

Chen Mang snapped his fingers lightly.

The old man was horrified to find that his own invincible power had disappeared in an instant.

"Do not!!"

The old **** was extremely frightened and roared, and the voice shocked Chen Mang to cover his ears.

"okay!"

"Don't take illusions as real, it's time to return to the real world!"

Chen Mang said speechlessly, and then put the treasure chest in his hand into his cave.

"Illusion! Big?"

The pupils of the old **** shrank suddenly, and his body was about to burst with anger.

"Otherwise, do you think that you can create a few techniques to make you comparable to a saint? You still shatter the world with one punch. Why don't you go to the sky? Do you really think your practice is a way of proving the Way?"

Chen Mang was completely speechless.

This old guy is stupid by being sealed by himself. .

Chapter 144

"When did you give me the illusion!?"

The old **** was about to collapse, and his body was shaking.

"I'm sorry, since I appeared!"

"Otherwise you really thought I would be so stupid that I couldn't interrupt the creator to accept the rewards of heaven and earth!"

"Do you really think that I don't know that a strong person like you can sacrifice your own cultivation technique to obtain good fortune in a single thought?"

Chen Mang sneered: "Actually, you are the one who really died from talking too much! If you sacrificed the practice the moment you entered the world of creation, I really have nothing to do with you!"

"Buzz!"

Before all Chen Mang's voice could fall, the old **** directly sacrificed his own practice to heaven and earth.

This time, he learned to be good and smart.

"Ha ha……"

After performing the exercises, the old **** laughed wildly again.

Then, looking at Chen Mang coldly, he waited for the reward to come.

It's just that he couldn't wait for a long time.

"You... don't tell me that you are still in your illusion?"

Seeing the reminder that he could not wait for the reward, the old **** thought of a possibility, his body trembled again, and his eyes filled with incomparable despair.

"Congratulations for your answer, you are really living in my illusion!"

Chen Mang laughed.

"impossible!"

"impossible!!"

The old man roared like crazy, and the terrifying aura swept wildly, frantically destroying the surroundings.

Chen Mang just watched all this silently, letting the old **** vent his anger.

"boom!"

The old man suddenly rushed towards Chen Mang.

However, all his attacks passed through Chen Mang perfectly, but did not cause any damage to him.

"impossible!"

The old **** is about to cry.

So bullying!

"Well, there are still seventy-two days until the end of the illusion!"

Chen Mang said lightly.

"Seventy-two days!!"

The old **** trembled violently.

What kind of illusion is this, it's too scary!

So real!

Even, he now suspects that he is not out of illusion.

He is a god!

How powerful and terrifying is the spiritual power, and there is no flaw in this illusion.

"You can kill me easily!? Why do you do this to me!?"

"I am willing to surrender to you!"

"You are the Lord!"

The old **** murmured softly, and then he thought of something, and knelt down in front of Chen Mang extremely reverently.

"Stop pretending, I won't give you a chance to turn over!"

Chen Mang shook his head. If he really dared to believe this old guy and lifted the illusion, the next second would be the old god's counterattack.

Sure enough, Chen Mang's voice fell, and the old god's body trembled violently.

"Are you for my good fortune?"

The old **** stood up and said coldly: "Impossible! Even if I blow myself up, I can't let my creation fall into your hands!"

"You are self-proclaimed to seal yourself stupid!"

"Do you really think I created your crazy breakthrough illusion to make you happy!?"

Chen Mang smiled and smiled very happily.

"What's the meaning?"

The old **** suddenly had a very bad premonition.

"You have sacrificed all of your exercises, understanding, and understanding in my illusion. Do you really think I'm just watching a play next to you?"

"I'm sorry, I will know all the exercises, combat skills, etc. in your memory!"

"Do you want me to share my experience with you?"

Chen Mang explained with a smile.

It does.

He had long expected that he would not be able to ask this old guy all the exercises.

Even if he pressed the question, the old guy hid it, or deliberately tampered with the exercises, or gave him incomplete exercises, he couldn't do anything about it.

Moreover, even if it can be pressed, it is a troublesome thing.

Therefore, Chen Mang directly set him up.

Let him use all the exercises and combat skills in his illusion, and he is responsible for absorbing them all.

And in order to stimulate the old guy, Chen Mang asked him to stand shoulder to shoulder with the saint in his illusion.

As a result, Chen Mang can really get everything he wants without any effort.

"You... shameless..."

The old man was so angry that he vomited blood.

He has lived countless years, how could he be so aggrieved just after waking up.

This time it was calculated too badly!

How can there be such a vicious person in the world.

"Treasure chest!"

"By the way, I still have a treasure chest!"

Thinking of something, the old **** seems to have thought of some chips.

"I'm sorry, you did the only real thing in my illusion, which was to take the treasure chest out of your mental power!"

Chen Mang smiled lightly, making the old god's expression change, and he hurriedly investigated.

"puff!"

When the old **** checked, he was so angry that he vomited a mouthful of old blood again, and collapsed directly.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, Chen Mang's face suddenly sank.

"I heard that you promised those people in the Sam Empire to capture me alive and destroy my Kyushu?"

When Chen Mang got the news, his face instantly turned cold.

"You...you're Chen Mang?"

The old **** trembled violently: "How is it possible! How long has it been..."

The old **** was almost horrified.

This guy was born less than half a year ago.

"I was going to give you a good one!"

"Now, bear the one-off burst of pain for seventy-two days!"

Chen Mang sneered.

"puff!"

As soon as the palm was raised, the old god's body was directly split into two halves.

"..."

The old **** was horrified to find that his body was divided into two halves, but they converged in an instant.

The whole process without any pain

"Buzz!"

Chen Mang continued to wave his palms, and continued to cast the cracking sky.

...

Seventy-two days of illusion, but reality is just one second.

When the illusion was about to end, Chen Mang dragged the old **** into his cave world.