God-level Stealing System

Zhao Yuyao looked at Xu Ying and Lin Tianheng in amazement, she didn't expect that they still had such trust in Lin Ran at this moment.

But the attitudes of Xu Ying and the others are irrelevant. She looked at Shen Mo, waiting for Shen Mo to make a choice.

She said these words in front of Ziyunzong disciples, but she believed that silence could feel her kindness.

After being silent for a long time, he stood up, bowed his hands to Zhao Yuyao, and said with a smile: "Senior sister's kindness, I appreciate it."

"Although Shen has not been a member of Ziyun Sect for long and has no feelings for him, I am still a disciple of Ziyun Sect. This difficulty is at the time when Ziyun Sect is in danger. How can I abandon Ziyun Sect? ?”

"Believe in your sect, don't you want to take in a disciple with two surnames?"

Zhao Yuyao sighed, feeling both sad and joyful, the sad thing was that Mo Mo didn't join the Ice Sky Sect, but the happy thing was that she really didn't misunderstand the person.

"Senior brother Lin Ran, the strange man, I also believe in him, and he will not be defeated." Zhao Yuyao saluted the silent three and said solemnly.

The three of them returned the salute in silence.

After Zhao Yuyao left, Shen Mo looked strangely, and asked: "Senior sister Xu, is senior brother strong? Why do you trust him so blindly?"

Xu Ying shook her head and didn't answer, she just said: "Eldest brother will not lose!"

Silence looked at Lin Tianheng again.

Lin Tianheng just repeated this sentence.

Silent and helpless, he was promoted to a true disciple for too short a time. Although he and Lin Ran are neighbors, they have never met each other, so naturally they have no way of knowing Lin Ran's deeds.

All he knew was that he was a guy who didn't like to be hot and abused, that's all.

...

The Zidang Mountain Range is the outer area of ​​the Wanshou Mountain Range, and the silence came out of the Zidang Mountain Range.

But at this moment, within a radius of five hundred miles in this mountain range, there was not a single roar of monsters, and all the monsters were prostrate on the ground, not daring to breathe.

Maybe some monsters dared to be unwilling, but all the monsters who dared to speak up to the sky have already exploded into blood mist.

On the Zidang Mountains, thousands of miles above the sky, twenty people were divided into two rows and faced each other across the air.

One row is all purple robes, and the other row is all black robes.

The high-altitude wind is like a knife, which can cut down the peak warriors of the Xuanyuan Realm, but it can't blow the corners of their clothes.

"Haha, Morey, you are not very good at Ziyunzong martial arts."

"Ten physical training duels, your Purple Cloud Sect duel to death, ten Qi Transformation duels, your Ziyun Sect is still dead, ten Xuanyuan duels, it's like winning a round in the seventh heaven ...Yo, another one died?"

"Haha, Morey, don't look at it, what's so interesting about junior martial arts competitions? How about we compete?"

Among the ten elders of the Wanmo Sect, Yu Du, the third elder of the Wanmo Sect, was in the middle. Ever since Mo Lei appeared, he had been thinking of motivating Mo Lei to make a move.

It's a pity that Morey, who has always been known for his hot temper, didn't say a word and let him insult him.

"Hehe, it's the last match. The only person in Purple Cloud Sect that I've looked up to is your eldest disciple. Don't let me be too disappointed."

Yu Du narrowed his eyes slightly, and said grimly: "If he loses, all the disciples of your Purple Cloud Sect will die!"

Mo Lei's expression was tense, and he looked down. Thousands of miles away, the ordinary-looking young man in purple was cross-legged in front of all the disciples of Ziyun Sect.

After a sect elder in the ninth level of the Xuanyuan Realm was split by a true disciple of the Myriad Demon Sect, the young man finally stood up.

At this moment, not only the ten elders of the Ziyun Sect, but also Lu Shandao and all the elders in the Ziyun Palace were also watching.

On Ziqian Peak, there is also a water mirror erected.

Beyond the Zidang Mountains, Han Yu was also looking at the man.

Under the attention of all the people, Lin Ran stepped forward, as if he wanted to face all the disciples of the Wanmo sect alone.

"Thirty-six on the Qianlong list? Tsk tsk, your opponent is me?"

On the highest peak of the Zidang Mountains, a young man in black beckoned, and a person walked out behind him, and after a few ups and downs, he arrived in front of Lin Ran, with a wicked smile on his lips.

"You are not qualified yet!"

Lin Ran stared at the true disciple of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect for a long time, then slowly shook his head.

The young man's face darkened, and he was about to kill him with a sneer.

Lin Ran didn't look at him, and pointed his sword at the young man on the highest peak, his indifferent expression suddenly turned ferocious.

"You want to play, don't you? Then come and play!"

"How many people you kill in mine, I will kill twice as many!"

"Fifty-six Xuanyuan Realm tenth heavens! Are there any? If there are, then... let's fight!"

...

Lingnan County, the county guard's mansion.

The surname of the county guard is Yang Mingxun, and he has attained the sky realm. In a world full of warriors, every high official guarding a place must have absolute strength in addition to corresponding abilities.

On the second day when the silent three came to the Sheriff's Mansion, they were invited to discuss matters.

In fact, the discussion of the three sects should have started a long time ago, but there was no one from Ziyunzong, and Yang Xun couldn't ignore Ziyunzong, so it was delayed.

The arrival of the three silent people can be regarded as an explanation to Ziyunzong.

"Hehe, the Ziyun Sect is really arrogant. Don't you even pay attention to such a big event as the joint resistance of the three counties and ten sects against demons?"

"Do you know how many thousands of Demon Sect thieves we will save if we delay for one day? How many people will be saved from dying?"

As soon as the silent three came to the meeting room, they heard a sneer.

"Feng Yan, what are you talking about? Try saying it again if you have the guts? My Ziyun sect was targeted by the Wan Mo sect and attracted most of the power of the Wan Mo sect. How dare you speak sarcastic words?" Lin Tianheng was angry, and he drew his sword directly. Pointing to a young man in white in the conference hall, he said.

"Who gave you the courage to play swords in front of my Qian Jianzong?"

Feng Yan sneered, he didn't even bother to look at Lin Tianheng, and said leisurely: "Attract most of the power of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect? Who said it? Did you say it? What evidence do you have? Why do I think you Ziyun Sect was afraid and made it up?" Woolen cloth?"

"you!"

Lin Tianheng was furious, and was about to draw his sword, but was stopped by Shen Mo.

Mo Mo frowned, Qian Jianzong is also one of the three major sects in Lingnan County, although the two sects have always had conflicts, but it will never be so troublesome?

Even from the moment he entered the door, he felt malice, but that kind of malice was not targeted and could not be stolen.

"So it seems that it is the three of us that he wants to kill?" Mo Mo secretly thought.

Seeing Lin Tianheng being stopped by Shen Mo, Feng Yan's eyes brightened, and his indifferent voice came into Shen Mo's mind: "Boy, yesterday Senior Sister Zhao went to Ziyunju, did she look for you?"

"Stealable character detected: Feng Yan! Do you want to steal it?"

Mo Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and finally knew the reason, and said silently in his heart: "Steal!"

"Steal character: Feng Yan.

Cultivation: Xuanyuan Realm Ninth Heaven.

Cultivation method: Wanhua Sword Jue (Xuan-level middle grade).

Martial skills: Trinity Light Saber (mysterious-level mid-grade), Nine Heavens Sunset Sword (mysterious-level low-grade)...

Supernatural powers: none.

Weapon: Huangpin sword.

Pills: One bottle of Jianyi Dan (Xuan-level middle grade), five bottles of Xuanyuan Dan (Xuan-level low-grade), three bottles of Chunhua Dan (Yellow-level high-grade).

Talent: Xuan level talent (acceptable)"

...

At this time, the disciples of the Ice Sky Sect came, and Zhao Yuyao nodded towards Shen Mo.

The killing intent in Feng Yan's heart soared, and he sent a voice transmission to Mo Mo: "It really is you! Boy, you remember, Senior Sister Zhao belongs to my Senior Brother Zong, you'd better keep a distance from Senior Sister Zhao, otherwise you will know the consequences!"

Shen Mo ignored him, and took Xu Ying and the two of them to rest with their eyes closed.

Not long after, Yang Xun arrived, and seeing that Ziyunzong was actually headed by a martial artist of the second level of Xuanyuan Realm, he couldn't help but look silently for a few more times, and then said: "The situation is critical, I don't want to talk nonsense, I've already Divide into three anti-magic regions, let's take a look."

Yang Xun looked at Shen Mo again, and sighed: "Ziyunzong has attracted most of the power of Wanmozong, which is not easy. Yuyao, Feng Yan, if you have spare energy, please help."

Zhao Yuyao bowed her hands and obeyed.

Feng Yan sneered, looking into his silent eyes, murderous intent loomed.

In the past, he would never have dared to express his inner thoughts so blatantly, but now? Whether Ziyunzong can survive this catastrophe is not certain.

Ziyun Sect disciple?

I don't have the qualifications to call him brothers and sisters!

After finishing the business, Shen Mo stepped forward and saluted Yang Xun.

"Silent silence, the true biography of the Purple Cloud Sect. I was born in the Shen family of East Star City. My father, Shen Beiwang, was recruited by the county guard to resist the demon half a month ago, and was hunted down by the Bailian Demon Lord. Dare to ask the county guard to help me rescue my father!"