God-level Stealing System

"Do you really think I'm stupid to wait for the big bandits? Brother Sixteen is just covering me. How can you not be fully prepared to kill you, the first genius of the Mo family?"

Zhu Tiannan, enjoying the sense of strength after the breakthrough, finally took out his natal weapon, it was a fiery red long whip, which was as long as one hundred feet after the wind rose, and the whip body burned with flames, distorting the space. .

Zhu Tiannan, who is in the Nine Heavens, is definitely qualified to enter the top ten bandits!

"Don't ask, my counter-attack for forty bandits starts with you!"

Zhu Tiannan drew his whip, whip shadow swept towards Mo Wen at an extremely fast speed, Mo Wen had only time to lift the sword, but still too late to block it.

Suddenly a golden sword light appeared in front of him. The golden sword light was majestic and terrifying. After the tip of the sword shattered Zhu Tiannan's whip shadow, Zhu Tiannan was forced to retreat hundreds of miles away.

"As expected of the Mo family, even the sword light seal of the law realm, killing me like this, won't you break the rules of your Wan Jianzong?"

Although Zhu Tiannan was forced to retreat, he sneered: "If the elders of your clan law realm come here, I will leave without saying a word. Can I escape, but it's just a sword of light? !"

Zhu Tiannan suddenly appeared in front of the fleeing Mo Wen, the golden sword light flew, but Zhu Tiannan had almost consumed it, and was smashed by him with a whip.

"Do you have any other cards, take them out together!" Zhu Tiannan stared at Mo, and whipped out again, his eyes cold and plain.

It's not that he talks a lot, but that Mo Wen is, after all, one of the five major families of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, and his cards must not be underestimated.

If he keeps a distance, he will not be afraid even if he has a strong hole card, but if he takes the initiative to approach it, he will not be surprised.

A golden bell appeared around Mo Wen's body, once again blocking Zhu Tiannan's whip shadow, and it was yet another Law Realm treasure!

He felt miserable, knowing that he could not escape this catastrophe, facing a powerful bandit who was so powerful but was extremely cautious, he didn't even have the qualifications to die!

"Chi Yan Liaotian!"

After exhausting Jin Zhongwei, Zhu Tiannan was contented, his eyes squinted, and his long whip slammed, every quarter bloomed with a little red light. After contacting the vitality of the world, it quickly burned like dry weeds.

The nine hundred points of crimson light instantly stretched across the eight poles of the universe in a radius of fifty miles, forming a terrifying fireball. The internal space of the fireball was distorted and stretched extremely long, which was a sign of impending collapse.

Mo Wen was placed in the center of the fireball, struggling to resist the scorching red flames everywhere.

"Do I really want to die here?" Mo Wen laughed silently, and in the confusion of his consciousness, he saw a ray of purple light appearing in the small red world.

Such as... the world is beginning to open, and the purple air comes to the east!

"Don't ask, you are honored to die in my hands!"

Zhu Tiannan stood proudly, his open right hand slowly clenched, preparing to pinch Mo Wensheng to death.

At this moment, he saw a purple sword light from the corner of his eye, cut his red flame fireball, and pierced his eye.

That line of purple light gave birth to countless ray of sword light in Zhu Tiannan's blood, bone marrow, and muscles. Zhu Tiannan didn't notice for a while, and his whole body exploded tens of thousands of blood flowers!

"Supernatural power, purple qi is coming from the east, mid-level!"

Silence broke into the fireball, grabbing Mo Wen out of the fire, and holding Ye Qingyan in the other hand, the purple sword light blasted into the world under his feet, and he appeared eighty miles away in one step.

"Asshole ants, I will kill you!" Endless killing intent flooded from the rear. Although Zhu Tiannan was severely injured, he was still terrifying, and the distance between the three of Shen Mo was rapidly moving forward.

After stealing Zhu Tiannan in silence, his brows were frowned, but his heart was like a mirror, and his feet were calm.

Finally, he felt the mysterious and mysterious feeling, and stepped on the path of the wind, one step 120 miles!

Refining a drop of the blood of the five-layered heavenly demon beast Silverhorn Wind Wolf, increasing it by ten miles in one step!

Chasing the silent Zhu Tiannan with endless anger, he was shocked and furious, and chased him up again.

The two sides chased and fled thousands of miles away. Finally, Zhu Tiannan couldn't restrain his internal injuries, staring at the silent back, extremely angry.

"That type of magical power has definitely reached the intermediate level... The Xuanyuan realm martial artist has cultivated magical powers to such a deep level, even if he hides his cultivation base... it will definitely not be stronger than me!"

I wish Tiannan felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and could only leave unwillingly.

"Finally dumped it!"

After feeling Zhu Tiannan's departure, Silent took another drop of Silver Horn Wind Wolf Essence Blood, and after running three thousand miles, he finally relieved.

This escape, although he preemptively injured Zhu Tiannan seriously, it was ten times more thrilling than stealing the Little Medicine King from the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range and being chased by Lieyang Jinao!

Restricted by the cultivation base, silence can only steadily slay the existence of the five heavens at the most, no matter how strong it is, it will be powerless.

Enemies with more than Seven Heavens are enough to pose a deadly threat to him.

But for the past three years of silence, he hasn't stayed in place. He and Lin Ran have cultivated the supernatural powers of Ziqi Dongdong. The two helped each other, comprehended by analogy, and gradually improved, together with the guidance of Zizhen and Lu Shandao.

Today, both of them have reached the middle-class level of understanding of Ziqi Donglai, and their power will not be weaker than the mid-level martial arts, plus the mysteriousness of this magical power.

Unexpectedly, it was not too difficult for Zhu Tiannan, who was severely injured to occupy the 9th Heaven Realm!

It should be noted that intermediate magical powers are the standard equipment of the law realm!

"Brother Mo, if I save your life, I should be able to overcome all the gains and losses, right?" Mo asked silently and smiled.

Mo Wen had already awakened from the chase and escape of Wanli, which made him more silent. For a long time, he thought that the silence was at most equal to him.

Now it seems that his idea is so stupid.

"That's the magical power coming from the east, your footwork is Ziguang Step, you are the disciple of the Ziyun Sect in Lingnan County... Silence!" Mo Wen said suddenly with a hoarse voice.

Silently nodded and admitted that in the battle with Zhu Tiannan, he could not hide his martial arts supernatural powers. It was a matter of course that Mo Wen recognized him, and smiled: "I wish Tiannan will make a comeback. Brother Mo should prepare early."

Mo Wen raised his head and stared at the silence, his voice still hoarse, but a little trembling, "You didn't hide your cultivation base, you really... just the tenth heaven realm of the Profound Origin Realm!"

Silently glanced at him, and said indifferently: "Brother Mo, let me tell you a story. There used to be someone who knew a lot of secrets, and then he died."

Don't ask a Ji Ling, laughed: "The weather is so good today..."

After Mo Wen was picked up by the Mo family, he silently discerned the direction and found that there were black space cracks in front of him. The terrifying power still made Silent's scalp numb from a long distance.

"That is the battlefield of Rift Vault, one of the three dangerous places under the jurisdiction of the Wanjianzong. It is rumored to be one of the battlefields of the Great Chu Empire's nationalization battle 100,000 years ago. After 100,000 years, the power of terror is still there Exist, the space here has been shattered for 100,000 years."

Ye Qingyan didn't follow Mo Wen, looked in the direction of silent eyes, said.

She didn't know that the silence was not looking at the cracked dome battlefield, but at the man who walked out of the battlefield.

It was a tall woman, with a spear on her shoulder, and a **** head hung from the spear head.