God-level Stealing System

"The demon girl is ridiculous, not ashamed!"

A crisp but majestic voice suddenly rang in the void, and every inch of the space was cold, and the entire hall seemed to tremble three times.

"You are already in the tens of thousands of deaths, life is in an instant, without knowing it, the mere demon, how dare you threaten to fight against my great sect Ziwei Shenxuan?"

On the purple lotus platform, the rhyme pattern circulates, the flowing clouds float, and there seems to be a Supreme God's residence hidden in the faint purple mist:

"The Python demon girl, sneaked into my religion, invaded Linghu, with bad intentions, stubborn and stubborn, and killed me in the Five Pavilion True Legends, and committed more than 50 murders!"

In the void, there is a faint female voice like the imperial voice of the heavenly way and the decree of God's punishment and decree. It suddenly rises up, word by word, throwing the ground with sound, infinite rhyme, and boundless coercion, which makes this temple shudder, and the purple clouds boil outside:

"Now that the evidence is conclusive, she is still quibbling, realizing that the mountains and rivers are completely unreasonable, so the murderous heart suddenly rises, and she dares to speak and fight, and provoke the deity! The crime is so high that the gods and the people are angry. Everyone is condemned!"

"Even though the deity has the virtue of living well, he will not tolerate you! God's punishment has come, and the death penalty is inevitable. Execution on the spot will never tolerate it!"

The words of the Oriental Crape Myrtle are extremely domineering, with a lingering sound, and the supreme majesty is full.

It seems that Shen Xiaoqi has no room to resist and struggle. Her life and death are only between the words of Oriental Ziwei.

The oriental crape myrtle is falling.

Inside the main hall, the cold wind is bitter, the energy is sluggish, and the sea of ​​seven-color flowers is vacillating under the ever-changing light, such as seven waves and dark waves, lurking dragons and birds, hiding the blade and hiding the edge, suddenly, suddenly, or sinking float.

Standing in the center of the sea of ​​flowers, Shen Xiaoqi was dressed in a green cheongsam, and looked so thin. Her beautiful eyes flowed, and she looked down carefully. She couldn't help being frightened and frowning.

Where is this sea of ​​colorful flowers?

It is clearly a seven-armed formation in a strict line, one after another!

"Where is the red sunflower gun flag array?"

The voice of the elder of the Red Kwai Pavilion was as unrestrained as a fire, and dust fell from the red lotus platform.

boom!

Between her sleeves, a tongue of flame resembling a long dragon, which was filled with thin calluses and jagged knuckles, burst out from the palm of her fingers. On the tongue of flame, thousands of petals shaped like red maple leaves were staggered. , Very strange.

Bah! Bah! Bah!

The tongue of fire circled the walls of the hall, circling and flying for a week, brushing the white jade palace bi, and bringing up thousands of sparks.

At the same time, the red silk and satin that were originally hanging on the temple wall were scattered in response, and a woman in red clothes, who was tightly wrapped, looked angry and leaned against the dense holes above the temple wall.

They wore the iconic red sunflower headscarves, and held a hundred red blood-like flags in their hands. These flags were instantly lit by the flying sparks, swaying like gods and fire wings!

A corner of the hall was instantly reddened by the fire light, and the air suddenly rose a bit.

"Sun Yao Dongfang, Hongkui Zhaozhao!"

"Xianyang Linxuan, Phi Resolute!"

In the sea of ​​seven-color flowers, there is also a group of female disciples of Hongkui Pavilion raising their flags. They all waved the flags to respond to the call of the elders of Hongkui Pavilion. The sound of shouting roared into the sky like a fire, burning through the void:

"Red Kwai Pavilion Gun Banner Camp, I have been ordered to ask the thief so far, and I will follow the elder's orders!"

"The gun!"

The elder of the Hongkui Pavilion first covered his palm, and the tongue of flames whirled for a week like the tail of the divine dragon in the sky. It was astonishing as the falling of sparks. In an instant, he returned to the palm of the elder of the Hongkui Pavilion. The flap body was dripping blood, suddenly gathered, sharp and sharp, already condensed into a spear!

The spear head is formed by folding the petals together. The petal lines can be seen, the roots are as red as blood, but the tip of the spear is amber-like transparent and crystal clear, just like a budding sunflower.

"Since ancient times, humans and monsters have different paths and endless warfare. Because I have no heavenly religion and the monster clan have a covenant first, for thousands of years, it can be regarded as a well water without a river!"

Elder Hongkui is dressed in red brocade, tied with a belt at his waist, and dressed in cool shoes. He is covered with a misty white cloud sleeve gauze robe. From a distance, it is like a stern blood blooming by the misty Huangquan Road and by the bridge. sunflower.

Between her eyebrows, there seemed to be a flow of fire, her head and shoulders were red as blood, and the tips of her hair curled upward like a blazing flame. In the true sense, she was domineering and arrogant.

Although she is a woman, she is not obsessed with trivial matters, standing proudly on the lotus platform with crossed legs, with a long spear in her right sleeve, and her left arm raising a shout, as if a lioness rising from the flames of **** is roaring to Hades:

"Nowadays, there is no one in the eyes of the monsters. It is a heinous crime to commit crimes against my territory and kill my fellow sisters! My Red Sunflower is not the same as the monsters in this life, and I vowed to use the unscrupulous animal blood of the monsters to stain the tip of the Red Sunflower in my hand! To comfort the innocent disciples who died tragically!"

While talking, the red sunflower held a spear high in his right arm, and the spear head brushed the void. The phantom petals of thousands of red maple-like petals suddenly bloomed in the vigorous heat wave, bright as the scorching sun, and brighter than sunflowers.

In an instant, the red sunflower was like a sun, and the surrounding air was crushed and distorted by thousands of burning waves.

"It's a sinful crime! It's not a commonplace!"

"Swear to kill the monster race! Consolation to the undead!"

As a result, the Red Kwai Pavilion disciples' fighting spirit was suddenly ignited, and the fire flags fiercely fluttered and danced, mixed with cold stars, gun flags alternate, and the red scarfs all showed cold sharp spear points.

In an instant, the disciples of the Red Kwai Pavilion above the palace wall also raised their flags and fell down like a meteor.

The flag is floating, ringing in the hall, pointed by the tip of the gun, just like one...

Facing this dense array of guns, Shen Xiaoqi raised his eyebrows and ankles lightly, and then smiled enchantingly, but these Red Kwai Pavilion disciples were not enough to make her feel the slightest fear.

Seeing Shen Xiaoqi not only not afraid, but with a smile, the anger that hated the monster race in Hongkui's heart became more and more fierce!

In her eyes, Shen Xiaoqi's smile was an open provocation to Ziweixuan's majesty!

Hong Kui's complexion sank sharply, Shen Xiaoqi pointed at the tip of his spear, and immediately shouted angrily:

"Blood python demon girl, now you are in a dead end, and you are still not dying, when will you wait?"

"Since I haven't broken the law, how can I talk about it?"

Shen Xiaoqi spoke coldly, and in the chaos, the corners of the cheongsam lady's red and cold lips concealed a bit of depth and mystery.

She was telling the truth, of course, to the deceived Elder Hongkui, every word Shen Xiaoqi said was the sinful quibble of the cunning monster race.

"Stubborn! Doomed!"

Under the siege of hundreds of red sunflower pavilion gunmen, even the Emperor Zhun dared not to be big. A junior of the demon clan in her district was so indifferent and indifferent.

When his death is approaching, An dare to quibble and rap, and he can't cry without seeing the coffin!

Thinking of this, the anger flames in the red sunflower's chest suddenly rose to his throat, his eyes were piercing, he stared at Shen Xiaoqi, his mouth was like a steel drill, and he roared lowly:

"If anyone takes the lead to cut down this demon girl's head, I will promote her to the true biography!"

When the words fell, the air suddenly stagnated.

"kill!!"

"kill!!"

Immediately, a rush of screams of killing erupted in the field, and the hall was instantly filled with anger and **** killing.

"Although I am a monster race, I am by no means a murderer. Today, someone deliberately framed me and asked me to be the sword to replace the dead ghost."

Shen Xiaoqi is still struggling with reason.

It wasn't that she was scared, but it was that these Red Kwai Pavilion disciples had no grievances with her, and Shen Xiaoqi was absolutely unwilling to make casualties when they were not a last resort.

However, no one understands her painstaking efforts, only that she is a person who fears sin and death.

"Wait!"

Seeing a crowd of Red Kwai Pavilion disciples eager to rush, Shen Xiaoqi suddenly spoke, and his voice was cold, clearly falling into the ears of Elder Red Kwai.

Elder Hongkui raised his hand, the shouts of killing stopped in the field, and only the sound of flag hunting, gold and iron interlaced.

"Witch, what else do you have to say?"

Condescendingly, Hong Kui asked in a deep voice:

"If you are sophistry and beg for mercy, you don't have to, today, you will die!"

Today, you must die!

For these five characters, Hongkui bit extremely heavily, as if every character was a meteorite falling from a height, enough to smash Shen Xiaoqi's head.

This is the end of the matter, and the battle is inevitable.

Silence is definitely not a coward!

At this moment, Shen Xiaoqi lifted his eyelids, his eyes were like a blast of snow and cold wind, and he glanced at the solemn and stubborn disciples of the Red Sunflower Pavilion indifferently:

"If you want to fight, you will fight, but you are not worthy of being my opponents!"

She shook her index finger to the group of Red Kwai Pavilion disciples.

The slender, white fingertips, like the tips of newly peeled bamboo shoots in the early spring, drew a circle in mid-air, and then pointed to the red lotus platform suspended below the temple:

"Get her off the court and fight me!"

Shen Xiaoqi's pretty face raised slightly, and his sharp gaze focused on the elder Red Sunflower who was on the red lotus platform.

As soon as she said this, the elder Hongkui's eyes condensed, and the female disciples of the Hongkui Pavilion who were fierce and fierce already gathered together.