God-level Stealing System

"The Sixteenth Prince of Gale, Wind and Rain!"

A moment of hatred and fear flashed through the eyes of the old man, but in a blink of an eye he became sluggish. Under the silent questioning, his knowledge became endless.

Silence has stolen many martial artists over the years, most of them are disciples of Ten Thousand Demon Sect, and they know a lot of confusing martial arts.

If the old man's cultivation base hadn't been abolished, of course, silence would not be able to confuse a powerful person in the Eighth Layer of Law Realm.

But the sea of ​​qi was broken, and if the old man's strength waited for more than half, silence took the opportunity to control him.

"Which way did the saint of Yuhonglou go?" Silence continued to ask.

"Zhengnan."

"..."

When Silent understood the information he wanted to know, he pointed to the old man's forehead and ended his life.

"It turned out to be him, is it so overbearing?"

Silence finally heard the name again, Fengxingyu!

As early as in the hidden dragon secret realm of the Great Chu Empire, when the path to the test of the eighth heaven of silence and the road to the battle, I saw this name, and one person ranked first in the two lists!

At that time, the silence thought that Fengxingyu was not taught by heaven. A certain ancestor in the past tens of thousands of years in a hundred countries even asked Mu Ya, the elder of Tianyu Pavilion, about this person's deeds.

But what he got was a question mark, as powerful as Mu Ya, who had never heard of this name.

At that time, it was quite regrettable to be silent. Although this man had gained a great reputation and ranked first in the two lists, he died young.

It wasn't until the moonlit night that Yuhonglou appeared, that he heard from the woman in the red dress again that he was a person of his generation!

Now, the silence was heard again, the path he chose was opened by that person!

"One punch breaks ten bursts, I am worthy of being the first person of my generation in a hundred countries. I am looking forward to meeting you!" Silent eyes are burning, Ge Shi Tian Jiao is the most powerful person in Dao Xin. He has never been afraid of a strong opponent. The opponent is not strong enough!

Enemies in the world are not a bad thing for him!

"This road is due to the east, but the saint of Yuhonglou is due to the south. There is still a road in the middle. It should not have been opened by the saint..."

From the poor old man's mouth, he knew the general situation of the eight roads in silence, which made his heart sink slightly.

Feng Xingtian said that the saint of Yuhonglou was in danger, perhaps just trying to drive the silence away, but he did not make a mistake, the current situation of the saint of Yuhonglou is indeed not good!

The other seven portals are all controlled by the most powerful figures or forces. Only the saint of Yuhonglou, who has just been born, has a low reputation. Even if the world guesses that she is the world's arrogant, she will somewhat despise her.

Coupled with the peculiarity of Yuhonglou, the saint is equal to self-reliance once the building is opened. The most powerful under her is just an old lady in the Eighth Heaven of Law Realm, and six warlords of the Invincible Tianjiao.

Although such a force is more than enough to deter ordinary sects, it is not enough for those who are at the peak of the law realm. Therefore, the road occupied by Yuhong Building has become a soft persimmon in the eyes of everyone.

Almost half of the top three hundred have gone that way. I heard that from the beginning, they were beaten in by life!

Standing silently in the center of the platform, looking straight, a little fascinated.

But in the end he gave up. Although he wanted to fight Feng Xingyu, it was not the time yet.

"No matter which way, the final destination is the Temple of Inheritance, we will definitely have a battle!" Silence no longer nostalgia, turned and walked to the left.

Almost at the moment when he turned around in silence, at the end of the Zhengdong Road, a man suddenly turned around and looked at the way forward.

"Brother, what's the matter?" the woman in the black dress with a green silk like waterfall frowned.

"I feel a very powerful person, he should be walking towards me, but he seems to have turned again." Feng Xingyu said lightly, powerful warriors have great spiritual sense, and can feel related to themselves in the dark. thing.

Although it was thousands of miles away, there was no warning, and no sense of power was discovered, but he just felt it!

"powerful?"

The woman in the black dress was puzzled, "In the burial ground, there are only three or four people who are qualified to compete with the seniors. Even if they are at the pinnacle of the law realm, they dare not presumptuously in front of the seniors.

Could it be that the three or four people crossed the fork road and came here? "

"It's not them. Although those four people are powerful, they still can't make me alert. They are the world's arrogant, and there is a gap!"

Feng Xingyu's words revealed a faint self-confidence, even when talking about the Geshitianjiao, he was calm and calm, and seemed to not care.

But for the person who caused his great spiritual consciousness, he was a little more solemn than ever, and he thought about it: "I have always felt that that person will appear on the battlefield of Hundred Nations, and now it seems that he might encounter it early..."

"Pill Medicine Building?"

Silence did not know that Feng Xingyu had sensed his origins. At this time, he had passed about three hundred miles and finally encountered the first attic.

This attic has three floors. From the perspective of its layout, it should have stored eighty-one bottles of medicine, but it was already empty.

Although those powerful warriors chose the main road where Fengxingyu was located, they did not dare to compete with Fengxingyu, so they could only come to seize these inferior opportunities.

There are six fork roads around the attic. These small fork roads are not protected by a strong formation, and the opportunities to lead are relatively limited.

After a moment of silence, he chose the fork in the northwest.

All the way straight, he did not encounter a warrior, but every attic where he went was swept away, and even the tables and stools that were not treasures were taken away.

This has to make people sigh the wealth of Fengyun Supreme's family, and also have to sigh the eagerness of future warriors to hunt for treasure.

After walking through the twelve pavilions, Silence finally saw the familiar three-zhang platform again, which should be the main southeast road occupied by Fa Zong.

The silence did not stop, and he continued to walk northwest.

The main road occupied by Fazong Fazong is not as peaceful as the main road occupied by Feng Xingyu, dazzling blood can be seen everywhere, and every fork road is filled with chaos. Obviously, there are more warriors who choose this main road and have experienced brutal killings.

But relatively speaking, the warriors who chose the main road to the southeast had a greater appetite and looked down on ordinary opportunities. Most people were chasing the most central temple of inheritance, but finally let Silence see a complete attic.

"When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they win but there are countless people..."

"Golden drums and jade are not expensive, I hope I won't wake up after being drunk..."

"Little brother, come and play..."

As soon as Silence entered the building, I heard countless delicate murmurs, it seemed that some people were singing, others were dancing, and countless brightly-dressed women were winking at the silence, and the red cheeks were full of spring.

"What a magical magical power, if I can comprehend it, there will be another forceful move to kill the enemy!" Silent admiration, the deeper the palace, the deeper the chance, at first it was just an ordinary pill weapon, now But it is directly magical.

However, it was much more difficult to obtain. There was no written record in the attic, only the manifestation of supernatural powers, which can only be understood by the latecomers.

Silence didn't have time to play with the young lady, walking through the tens of thousands of flowers, the red-sleeved Xiangyi couldn't stop his footsteps.

After walking for another three hundred miles, his silent brow raised his eyes, and a strange touch flashed in his eyes, "Does Fengyun Supreme like this tune?"

I saw a snow-white beauty in the attic in front of her bathing. Her figure was slender and curvy, like the ink blue silk extending to the tail of the spine, so the bottom part of her figure became more upright.

Even if you can only see one back, it's a great scenery.

In this dark place, the fair skin was shining like the sun, making people reluctant to look away when they saw it, and it was as bright as the moonlight, touching the heart.

"Fake, it is fake after all, no matter how beautiful it is, it is fake!"

He retracted his gaze in silence and strode forward awe-inspiringly, "I'll go ahead and see..."