God-level Stealing System

"On the way of martial arts, the master is respected, and the old man is very old, but in front of Sect Master Fang, he dare not call himself a senior."

Shi Changzhu laughed at himself. He still remembered that he was a powerful figure before being caught by Wan Jianzong and sent to the Heavenly Prison. This young and energetic demon genius was chased and killed by the true disciple of Wan Jianzong. There is no way into the sky and nowhere.

In order to please Wan Jianzong, he did not hesitate to throw away the face of Law Realm and slap Fang Xue.

Three thousand years later, the true disciple of Wan Jianzong at that time had been killed on the battlefield of a certain Tianjiao contending for hegemony, and the shameless law state of the year had also become a prisoner of Wan Jianzong.

The young man who was desperate for the world back then has reached a height that makes him at the peak of the law realm hard to look up.

"And Sect Master Fang has a life-saving grace for me. If I wait for my recreating parents, how can I dare to put air in front of the Sect Master?" Shi Changzhu smiled sincerely and said kindly.

Le Zhi was shocked. Only then did he know who was the existence of the nine great prisons in the Great Po Prison Sword County, who dared to break the wrist with Wan Jianzong, but he thought that Fang Xue was a useless ordinary individual, delusional to perceive the magical power of three thousand thoughts. learn.

Looking back now, how innocent and cute he is...

"Senior Shi said that if you didn't have the palm of your hand back then, there would probably not be Fang Mou now. No matter what, Senior is the leader of Fang Mou. In front of Fang Mou, there is no need to be so restrained." Fang Xue As if he was still under Mo Wen's hand, he was easy-going, elegant and casual.

Shi Changzhi's face was not red and his heart beat, hehe smiled and said, "Dare not..."

Fang Xue looked at Lezhi again, and said sincerely: "I wanted to appreciate the scenery of the four counties of Wanjianzong, but the first three true biography of Wanjianzong have their own direct lineages, and it is difficult for me to get in. That's why I chose not to ask. Please forgive me for any concealment."

Shi Changzhu's smile may be nine points false, but Fang Xue's words are completely true, because at his height, he can be said to be indifferent to certain things, or he can be said to be disapproving.

Because of the Great Chu Empire, he has few rivals!

Le Zhi was sweating profusely and lost consciousness for a while. He didn't know what to say. When he reacted, Fang Xue and Shi Changzhu had already entered the house and looked back inadvertently.

This is Shi Changzhu's house, but he saw Fang Xue in front, and his fearful grandfather bowed behind.

"The reason why Sect Master Fang saved me and waited until I was released from prison, I will know very well. Is Sect Master Fang satisfied with what I have done in the past few months?" Shi Changzhu smiled.

Fang Xue is certainly not the real name of the elegant black-robed man, but his surname is Fang.

The two walked one after the other to the lotus pond in the center of the house. "Fang Xue" looked at the colorful Dao lotus in the full pond and said, "Three months is not enough. I need Wan Jianzong to be in trouble for three hundred years. Mean?"

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In a cave outside the Rift Dome Battlefield, silently looking at the woman in Tsing Yi lying in front of her, her brows tightened, very tangled.

Mo Wen is a disciple of the Wan Jianzong, and even the first genius of the Mo family.

But Ye Qing? He would not let it go.

Ye Qingxiu was too low, even if he was thrown out of the battlefield by the silence for the first time, the battle between Silence and Zhu Tiannan was too fierce and it also affected her.

Several of the injuries were quite fatal. Zhu Tiannan's fire pierced through the internal organs, and the remaining flames remained in her body and continued to burn and destroy her body. If she was silent for a while and ended the battle, Ye Qing would really be burned to death.

But because of this, silence is hard to handle.

The true essence of the martial artist has the passivity of self-defense. Originally, Ye Qing's true essence would have been very difficult to resist the aftermath of the flames. If the silent true essence invades again, if Ye Qing is unconscious, her true essence will Passively divide a part to resist the silent essence.

As a result, one would lose and the other would grow, and Ye Qing would be burned to death without waiting for the silence to suppress the flames.

There is only one possibility to save Ye Qing now!

"Junior sister, sorry!"

After the efficacy of another thick dew pill was exhausted, he took a deep breath in silence, secretly said apologize, and turned around abruptly, but the perceptual power that had become substantial came out like a tide from his eyebrows and penetrated Ye Qing's body was unconscious.

In an instant, every drop of blood, every meridian, every bone, every inch of flesh and blood all over Ye Qing's body appeared incomparably clear in the silent mind, and finally gathered into a graceful body.

Silent's face was reddened, his perception power was equivalent to his other eye, and his perception power penetrated Ye Qing's body as if he had entered Ye Qing's body.

"A woman with such a graceful figure must have no difference in her face, right?"

Silently thought to himself, although he could see that Ye Qing was covered with a disguised face, he could not see the scenery under his face. He wanted to take this opportunity to see Ye Qing's true face, but Renren gave up again.

Perception quickly shrank, and the scene in his silent mind became incomplete, shrouded only in the most injured part of Ye Qing.

At this moment, the true spirit in the sea of ​​silence was fiercely dispatched, and Ye Qing’s true spirit was weakly splitting out several small rivers to block the silence. I wish Tiannan’s remaining flame in Ye Qing’s body, Yu Weigang, fierce and mighty, devouring Ye Qing’s surplus. The true element time...

Silent True Essence surged in domineeringly, while suppressing Ye Qing's True Essence Creek, it also enveloped all the power of fire, and the town was destroyed in an instant!

When Ye Qingyan woke up, the hazy image converged into a back figure in her eyes.

She couldn't help but stunned, remembering the scene before the coma. She didn't know what she had lost her mind, and used the most powerful magical power to cut to silence...So far, there is a big hole in the silent back costume. Stained with shocking dry blood.

"Senior Brother Shen..." Ye Qingyan's eyes were blank. The scenes from three years ago reappeared in her mind like a horse watching, moistening her eyes.

"Wake up?" Silently chuckled, and threw a thick pill over, and smiled: "This place is not safe. Heal your injuries quickly."

Ye Qingyan nodded lightly, full of warmth, and suddenly she said curiously: "Brother, why don't you turn around and look at me?"

"amount……"

The local healing pill is so expensive that he would not dare to use Ye Qingyan like that unless he had made a fortune in silence.

After Ye Qingyan recovered from his injuries, the two wandered along the cracked dome battlefield.

According to legend, this battlefield was a full tens of thousands of miles ago 100,000 years ago, but today, only a thousand miles are left, and the powerhouses of the five heavens and above can span a few steps.

However, few of the martial artists who stepped into the world of seizing the sky could come out.

Silence actually wanted to go in and see, such a dangerous place, there was no one in the three counties of Lingnan, but the mysterious realm of Qianlong was about to begin, and he could only give it up.

"Tiny ants, if you meet an old man, I will blame you for your bad life!"

Suddenly, the silent heart felt a little bit. Looking into the battlefield of Rift Vault, a gray-robed old man killed him with a smile. If the silence is correct, he should be the twenty-third bandit, with the Seventh Heavenly Cultivation in the Heaven-Sweeping Realm. For, very powerful.

Silent slap slapped his knife to pieces, and another slap slapped him back into the cracked dome battle arena. When he was about to rush in and want to shoot him out, the gray-robed old man came out by himself, and his body exploded in midair.

A cold-faced young man walked out of the Rift Dome battlefield, hunting and flying in the moon white robe embroidered with gold swords.

"Although this is Shen's prey, but the brother gave a hand, how do we share the income?" Silence attracted the gray-robed old man's corpse and storage treasures, not wanting to grow branches, and said with a smile.

"Do you want to grab something with Shen?" The cold man looked at the silence, his expression cold.