God-level Stealing System

"I've met Senior Brother Shen!"

At first, the voice was in twos and threes, as small as a mosquito's whisper, and suddenly it was like a loud bell, shaking the sky and the earth!

Shen Mo looked over one by one, he was too short in Purple Cloud Sect, and had only met many people once, but when they met at this moment, there was an unspeakable emotion rising from the bottom of his heart.

Hearing that "senior brother", he suddenly felt that the torment he had suffered for more than a month was worth it.

Finally, Shen Mo saw the figure in front of all the disciples, he who was at the eighth level of the Xuanyuan Realm, and now he could see clearly even a hundred miles away.

He has been fascinated by this elder brother for a long time.

Then, he saw Lin Ran's figure clearly.

Then, he was dumbfounded and his expression stiffened.

But Silence didn't have time to think about it, because a demon palm had already struck tens of miles away, and the huge power contained in it made his heart beat violently, and he felt a ray of life-and-death crisis!

"Stealable character detected: Mozong! Do you want to steal it?"

"Steal!"

Shen Mo shouted loudly, and at the last moment, he only had time to sacrifice the Qingyan Sword to block in front of him, and was blasted out of this world.

Behind him was an elder of the Heaven Seizing Realm of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect who came to kill him, but he was hit by Shen Mo, and he was torn apart in an instant.

The three demons, with one palm from the Demon Sect, are so terrifying!

At the last moment when Shen Mo was blasted out of this world, eighteen stored treasures were thrown out. Those stored treasures were shattered in the aftermath of the Demon Sect's palm, and the millions of pure Yuan Dan contained in them were also exhausted. All shattered.

The pure vitality whizzed away in all directions in the hunting wind, and more of it poured into the place where the disciples of the Ziyun Sect were. The disciples of the Ziyun Sect were trapped here for a long time. The sea of ​​air was already mostly empty.

Now that he has obtained the silent pure essence pill, he is busy practicing the exercises, and the true essence in his body is full at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye.

"Steal character: Mozong.

Cultivation level: Xuanyuan Realm tenth heaven.

Cultivation method: Jiuzhuan Tianmo Gong (earth-level low-grade).

Martial skills: Dao Demon Slash (low-grade Earth-level), Demon Heart Palm (low-grade Earth-level), Magic Mark Sixty-Four Sword Formation (high-grade Xuan level)...

Supernatural powers: None.

Weapon: Xuanpin treasured sword.

Pills: One Heart Demon Pill (earth-level mid-grade), three bottles of Heavenly Demon Pill (earth-level low-grade).

Talent: Xuan level talent (acceptable)! "

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Mo Sect received a palm from Mozong, and was sent flying thirty miles away. Only then did the residual power of the palm dissipate. He spit three mouthfuls of blood in succession, and finally stopped the aura of riot in his body.

Fortunately, he was protected by Qingyan Sword, otherwise, under this palm, his injuries would definitely be doubled.

"The Wan Mo Sect dared to invade the three counties at the same time, it really has some confidence!"

Mo Mo took a long breath, expelling the evil energy that had invaded his body, with a dignified expression, earth-level martial arts... Ever since he practiced, he has never encountered such a strong opponent among his peers!

"A mere ants dare to destroy our great event? Go to hell!"

Eight Ten Thousand Demon Sect elders came from around Silence at the same time, and the strongest one had reached the third level of Heaven Seizing Realm.

At this moment, they no longer cared about the so-called face, and silently used the spear of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect to attack the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, ruining his Ten Thousand Demon Sect's great affairs, and making them fall short. Such a big enmity can only be resolved by life and death.

Mo Mo's heart sank, and he saw that the "sky curtain" that he had finally broken open was slowly being repaired.

Now, it's really time to fight back!

"Yu Du, you Myriad Demon Sect, don't you really want any face?" Above thousands of miles above the sky, Mo Lei's face was gloomy, and he pointed at Yu Du angrily.

Yu Du, the third elder of the Wanmo Sect, also had an uneasy expression. He, the Wanmo Sect, had exhausted tens of thousands of fighters, dispatched dozens of elders from the Duotian Realm, and even had a Supreme Elder sitting behind the scenes to create such a scene. general trend.

Now, it was broken by a Ziyun Sect disciple!

This made him lose face even if he won.

"Hmph, what right does a dying sect have to gossip with my Wan Mo sect?" After tearing his skin apart completely, Yu Du didn't care, and sneered.

"You are too deceitful!"

Mo Lei shouted loudly, and suddenly thousands of thunderbolts fell from the nine heavens and fell directly on the ten people in the capital.

He is in charge of the criminal law in Ziyun Sect, and he has a fiery temper. Before, he had been forbearing for the sake of the sect's survival, but he couldn't bear it until now.

If you bear it any longer, Ziyun Sect will really die!

Yu Du propped up the sea of ​​thunder with one hand, and said disdainfully: "It's just a path, it's unsightly!"

The sea of ​​thunder in his hand suddenly exploded, as if water was filling a big vat, pouring down from the "edge of the vat". Thunder is the fastest thing in the world, even if Yu Du frantically fished it, half of it still escaped from his clutches.

For the "little half" of his level, it was a catastrophe for the Xuanyuan realm warriors in the Zidang Mountain range. The thunder fell in all directions, and thousands of warriors were blown into flying ash in an instant.

There were even three Taoists under Morey's control, who fell towards the three Elders of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect Seizing the Heaven Realm who were besieged and killed silently.

"Bold!"

Yu Du was really angry, and he charged towards Morey with a magic knife in his hand. Morey was caught off guard, and was chopped off by him with a single blow. His right hand was cut off from his shoulder. Accurate head.

Morey sighed, his old hair was disheveled, and an unspeakable sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

The rest of the Elders of the Wanmo Sect and the elders of the Ziyun Sect also fought together.

At this moment, in the Purple Cloud Sect, dozens of figures in purple robes suddenly rushed out of the main hall and frantically headed towards the Zidang Mountain Range.

In the palace of preaching the Dharma, Zi Zhen, who was drunk and dreaming, suddenly disappeared.

In the depths of the Zidang Mountains, Xun Zhimo sneered, and suddenly slapped a palm aside, the space rippled, and more than 20 elders of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect's Daotian Realm walked out.

Han Yu lowered his eyelids, ignored the leaving figures of Xun Zhimo and the others, and sighed silently: "Whether Ziyunzong lives or dies depends on this battle!"

In the Zidang Mountains, Silence was blocked in all directions by an elder of the Wanmo Sect. The thunder that fell beside them could not stop their killing intent. Sixteen eyes locked on Silence, and said coldly: "Ants, this time, You must die!"

A flash of purple lightning flashed under Shen Mo's feet, and suddenly appeared behind an elder of the Wanmozong. Without using much real energy, the long sword in his hand cut through the shield that the elder of the Wanmozong crazily blessed, and his body was decapitated.

This sword is not Qingyan, but just his saber. After going through all kinds of battles, this mortal sword that has been with him since the beginning has finally grown to the mysterious level.

"If I want to leave, the sky must not stay, if I want to kill, you must die!"

Silently flicking the sword, walking towards the next Seizing Heaven Realm warrior, a huge wave of breaking the realm came from within his body.