God-level Stealing System

"Who are you? Who are you?!" The old gray dragon was startled, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar he became. He turned into a dragon with scales, and turned into a dragon with blood in silence. The appearance looks different, but the essence is extremely similar.

So he couldn't calm down. If he wasn't sure that this human being was an outsider, he would think that this was the supreme evil of his Daze country.

"Could it be that he is also a descendant of a true dragon branch, and has a stronger bloodline power than my Daze Flood Dragon Clan?" This thought shocked him, not to blame the old Gray Floodgate for his innocence, he was really silent. This move was too shocking for him.

He used the flood dragon to go out to sea to deal with it. Twenty thousand flood dragons collided in mid-air, shattering countless pure-blood branches.

But the silent dragon **** technique was only temporarily stolen, and it was far less powerful than the old gray dragon, and was finally suppressed by the gray dragon.

Just when the golden dragon was more than half broken, suddenly, a crimson sword light that condensed all the power of silence, the power of Taoism, the power of physique, and the power of perception pierced the battlefield for dozens of miles, and instantly reached the top of the old gray flood. Protruding meat buns.

"not good!"

Old Gray Jiao felt a strong life-and-death crisis, his complexion changed drastically, and he quickly called out a large gray cauldron, lying in front of the **** sword light.

Keng!

The **** sword light collided with the big cauldron, making a harsh croak, knocking the big cauldron of the old gray flood into the air!

However, the **** sword light also lost most of its power, and the tip of the sword was also skewed, only rubbing the meat bag on the head of the old gray flood.

A drop of gray liquid that didn't look like blood dripped from the split meat bag, and then disappeared between the heavens and the earth in the blink of an eye. That was the source of this old gray water bird condensing his whole life to break through the Quasi-Emperor Realm.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The hatred in the old gray dragon's heart, the original source damages him, and he feels that his strength is also losing rapidly, even the dragon's real body is difficult to maintain.

But he was more fearful than the killing intent. At the pinnacle of the law realm, he was actually defeated by a junior of the heaven-sweeping realm. How tragic... a joke?

Lao Hui Jiao couldn't even let go of his harsh words. He took the Dading and turned and left. He knew that he was not a silent opponent at the peak. Now his origin is damaged, his strength is greatly reduced, and it is impossible to come back.

Moreover, he has not forgotten how he lost the first battle with that outsider!

The situation was too hasty before, and the outsider had no time to use the secret method to seize the weapon control, but if he continues to fight, I am afraid that he will really die in the hands of his own life weapon that has been cultivating for most of his life!

"This has not been able to kill the peak martial artist of the law realm..." He sighed in silence, his face was a little pale, and he looked at the back of the old gray dragon ran away, slightly helpless.

He first stole the strongest divine art of Old Gray Floodgate to shock the mind of Old Gray Floodgate, causing flaws to appear, and then used the Wusheng Killing Sword as the ultimate killer move, but the Old Grey Floodgate took over.

It's really too hard and too difficult for the pinnacle of the heavens to kill the pinnacle of the rule!

The old gray dragon called out his life weapon, and the silence was not counted, but he sacrificed all his strength at that time, and when he was at his weakest time, he was already unable to use his weapon to kill.

Silently turned around and looked at Uncle Hui, coughing out a mouthful of piercing blood casually, and said casually: "Senior, do you want to fight?"

Uncle Hui's complexion was stiff, his eyes fell on the golden blood for a long time, and finally with a wry smile, he clasped his fists to the silence, slowly backed up, and disappeared among the overwhelming blood-red bloodthirsty insects.

Silently raised his head and looked at the...golden Dao Fruit at the highest point of the Pure Blood Dao Tree!

"Pure blood Dao Guo, it's mine!"

Three hundred miles above the pure-blood Taoist tree, a woman in Tsing Yi was struggling.

Every time she took a step, she felt as if she was under tremendous pressure, her body was soaked in sweat, and Tsing Yi stuck to her body, drawing out a graceful posture, looking from a distance, quite tempting.

But Qing Xuan didn't have time to organize her appearance, her eyes only had the Dao fruit above one mile.

"Hurry up! Uncle Hui is blocking that person for me. I must win the fruit and leap into the emperor!"

Qingxuan's snow teeth clenched, and she felt the fierce battle coming from below, knowing that it was urgent. Although Uncle Hui was the pinnacle of the Law Realm, she knew that it was absolutely impossible to stop her peers in the same realm. what!

Suddenly, Qing Xuan's body trembled, because the battle fluctuations below disappeared.

She looked back with difficulty, and not surprisingly, the figure in her mind was quickly turning into reality.

"Pure-blooded Dao Fruit is already a treasure beyond the control of the law realm. It has its own power. It is not easy for you to get here. Keep your mind, but don't be overwhelmed by a Dao Fruit."

He glanced at her in silence and said lightly. From the beginning, he knew that Uncle Hui did not agree to join hands with Old Gray Jiao for himself, but wanted to delay Qing Xuan.

It's just that Uncle Hui underestimated his strength, and the two leaders of the law realm joined forces, and while still taking the lead, they could not stop him too much time.

Qing Xuan exhaled deeply, turned around, no longer thinking about other things, against the pressure of the pure-blooded Tao Guo, and continued to walk up with her head raised.

With a silent and indifferent smile, I felt the pressure of the pure blood Dao Guo within ten miles, and the fierce aura seemed to pierce him into a sieve.

"The Avenue of Swords?" Silence saw a trace of true meaning from the coercion. The coercion ten miles away was just a piece of cake for him, and he reached one mile in one step.

Two steps, three steps, four steps... After the eighth step, Silence finally felt some pressure. His perception of kendo was actually suppressed, and the power of the rest of the Dao was also sluggish.

Roads and trails, there is a natural pressure to win!

Silent raised his eyes and looked, he was very close to Qing Xuan now. At his position, the first thing he saw was those exquisite barefoot, dripping fragrant sweat flowing down the snow-white feet.

Further up are the straight legs. Tsing Yi was wet with sweat and stained on the skin, making Qing Xuan's legs look more slender.

Silent eyes can't help but continue to walk up, the amazing arc is hard to imagine that it is a human body...

Rao is as powerful as him, and he can't help but be amazed. The female of the Qingqiu Fox Clan really has a different taste.

Silence took two more steps, and came right behind Qing Xuan, not far or near, the angle was neither high nor low, and the scenery was just right.

Qing Xuan stopped suddenly, her graceful body was trembling, which made the silence be puzzled. According to his thoughts, this little girl should be able to walk a little longer, why can't she just hold it?

"Smelly rascal, have you seen enough?" Qing Xuan suddenly turned her head and yelled at the silence, the full and fierce surging in her chest, the voice of grief and anger almost resounded through the entire pure blood Taoist tree.

"amount……"