God-level Stealing System

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"Forget, forget, look at my head..."

Mo Mo looked at the corpses of Zhou Lin and Wang He, and slapped his head in regret.

He forgot one very important thing, that is...he hasn't stolen the weapons of Wang He and the two of them yet!

"We must pay attention in the future. Although these two brothers are a little weaker, we should give them a chance. We must be humble. It is not good to kill them with one move."

After Mo Mo searched the treasures on the two of them, he reflected on himself: "It takes ten tricks no matter what, I got what I wanted, and you are also honored to die, the best of both worlds, how wonderful..."

A day later, Shen Mo finally walked out of the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range, but it was his first time entering the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range, and he lost his way and turned a little bit in the wrong direction.

"Purple Mountain City? It's still within the scope of the Purple Cloud Sect, so we should be able to reach it in a day."

"You still have time!"

After Shen Mo asked an old farmer, he knew where he was.

"Master, where are they going?" Mo Mo couldn't help asking when he saw a group of seven or eight people leaving the village with their luggage in a bullock cart. Villagers.

"Hey, they are going to the city, young man, you don't know something, recently, it's not peaceful..."

"The young and strong are all gone, only us old bones are left, and no one cares about them. We can only hope that God will bless us, and that bandit will not come to our village."

The old man looked at the people who had left, and there was a hint of envy in his eyes. His two sons wanted to earn more money, but they didn't want to die in the mine disaster.

He didn't know what sad things came to his mind, tilted his head and wiped away his tears, pointed to the departing people, and said with a smile: "You should go too, follow them, there is a companion on the way to take care of you."

"Troublemakers?"

Shen Mo frowned slightly, and said: "Isn't this the territory of Zishan City? Didn't the owner of Zishan City send troops to suppress the bandits? Ziyunzong doesn't care?"

"The city lord? Purple Cloud Sect? Who knows... I heard it was paid, but this time the bandits were so powerful that they slaughtered villages every now and then, and several teams of officers and soldiers died in the city lord's mansion..." The old man smiled wryly.

Nodding silently, he clasped his fists and left, but after he was away from the sight of the old man, he paused and returned to the village, where he hid himself to practice.

In the middle of the night, the whole village was awakened by a scream. The chickens, dogs and other domestic animals seemed to sense something and kept screaming.

The three torches rushed like snakes, and there seemed to be some kind of power in the laughter, and all the livestock fell silent.

The old man led a few old people to the village with hoes, but saw that the person who was nailed to the tree was a young man who had left during the day.

"Just a few of you old guys? Huh, it's not enough for me to wait for my brothers to appetize, kill me, and leave no chicken or dog!" The leader was a bearded man, who was very displeased to see the old man, and sneered.

The old man and the others knelt down with a plop, begging for mercy repeatedly.

But the bearded man showed no mercy, he laughed and threw the barbed whip at the old man.

At this moment, a flash of sword light flashed in the night sky, and three heads with wide eyes fell to the ground, with smiling expressions still frozen on their faces.

The old man raised his head tremblingly when he heard the voice, and faintly saw a familiar figure from behind.

Silence walked all the way, all the way with the sword, the old man's village was not an exception, this night, the nine villages he walked through were all destroyed.

Some he happened to meet, but some were already in flames when he arrived.

Mo Mo had inspected the dead, and found that they were all extremely miserable. They were either skinned, cramped, or completely devoid of flesh and blood. There were even young people with the faces of old people who seemed to have lost all their vitality...

Although Silent wandered around the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range for the past month, killed countless monsters, and his temperament changed from the unbearable at the beginning of the journey to the cruel, but seeing such a miserable scene, he still couldn't help but get angry.

"This is no ordinary thieves, thieves seek money, but they only kill people, as if... they are practicing some kind of magic?"

Mo Mo is no longer a cultivation novice at the body refining state, he knows that some magic arts feed on human flesh, and human blood is used as a guide: "No wonder the guards in Zishan City come and go, if there is no Xuanyuan state to sit in the guard, it will be difficult to completely eliminate them. "

After killing another wave of bandits, Shen Mo learned an important message that they were going to gather at a place called Falling Wind Valley.

When Shen Mo arrived at Falling Wind Valley, there was no one there. At this moment, countless flags were erected around him, and each flag had the word "Devil" written on it.

"Haha, I finally caught you, boy, you killed my disciple of the Wanmo Sect these days, did you have a lot of fun?"

On the top of the cliff, a tall young man in black looked down at the silence in the valley, and the murderous intent in his eyes flickered undisguisedly: "With such cultivation at such an age, you should be an inner disciple of Ziyun Sect, right?"

"Alright, I'm the first of the three major sects in Lingnan County, and I'll take you!"

"Stealable character detected: Zhu Shan! Do you want to steal it?"

There were countless personal names in Shen Mo's mind, and he chose the two most powerful ones to steal.

"Steal characters: Zhu Shan.

Cultivation level: tenth level of Qi Transformation Realm.

Cultivation method: Human Demon Jue (Xuan-level middle grade).

Martial skills: Human Demon Blade Technique (mysterious-level middle-rank), Myriad Demon Palm (mysterious-level low-rank), Demon Trace Step (mysterious-level low-rank)...

Supernatural powers: none.

Weapon: Huangpin Baodao.

Pills: Three bottles of Moyuan Pill (high-grade yellow grade), one bottle of Explosive Yuan Pill (low-grade Xuan grade).

Talent: Xuan level talent (acceptable)"

"Stealing Characters: Yan Jue.

..."

"Wan Mozong?" Mo Mo frowned slightly, and found these three unfamiliar words from the memory of the original owner of this body.

Although the Wanmo Sect was not one of the three major sects in Lingnan County, three thousand years ago, the Wanmo Sect was only stronger than the current three sects!

"Oh, it seems that you have heard of my sect's prestige, so let you understand, I am the contemporary inner sect disciple of the Wanmo sect, Zhu Shan!"

"It's your honor to die by my hands!"

Zhu Shan jumped off the cliff, and suddenly a blood-colored sword appeared in his hand, obviously he also has treasures stored.

When he slashed down with his sword, it seemed that there were countless figures gushing out of his knife, each figure was swinging the knife, and finally thousands of lights of the knife slashed towards Silence together.

Mo Mo's complexion changed abruptly, and Wuji swordsmanship was used, and three thousand sword lights greeted him, but there were still a few saber lights breaking through the sword shadow, forcing Mo Mo to retreat again and again.

"Heh, it's interesting. You must not be incompetent if you can take over my one-knife magic sword technique. Tell me your name, and I will remember you."

Zhu Shan laughed and slashed out again. Obviously, his comprehension of the magic sword technique has reached the point of perfection, otherwise it would be impossible for him to dare to waste his true energy so unrestrainedly.

Silence turned into forty phantoms and scattered, Zhu Shan was taken aback for a moment, and finally stared at one phantom, smiled playfully, and slapped it out.

"The palm of ten thousand demons!"

That figure swung his sword suddenly, using Wuji swordsmanship, the three thousand swords merged into one, pierced through the shadow of the palm, and flew towards the mountains without end, but was scattered by the mountains with a single blow.

Shen Mo retreated another ten feet, looking at the mountains approaching, with a dignified expression.

Baiying Phantom Body is only a mid-level Huang-level martial skill. Although it is mysterious, it can only deceive monsters with no eyesight. It is not enough to face martial artists of the same level, and it is seen through the real body in an instant.

It has to be said that Zhushan is the most difficult opponent since his rebirth. All the martial arts and martial arts he cultivated are above the Xuan level, and even the weapons are yellow-grade treasured swords.

The same talent at the Xuan level, and also at the peak of the Qi Transformation Realm, compared to these mountains, Han Qingyun was as weak as the Body Refining Realm.

"I have to say, you are very good, and then, you can die."

Zhu Shandao pointed to silence and laughed heartily.