God-level Stealing System

"Ants are so brave!"

An angry and indifferent voice sounded. After a branch was bitten off, the pure-blood Dao tree seemed to be furious, and dozens of branches struck at Silence.

"What the hell are you pretending to be? Get out of here!" Shen Mo sneered, not afraid at all in the face of the power of the pure-blood Taoist tree.

He was filled with fighting spirit, and today, he was going to tear this tree apart alive!

"Thunder!"

Countless purple thunderbolts appeared from high in the sky and roared down towards the golden Dao tree.

Rumble…

There is no doubt about the tyranny of the eighth-level magical power. A small area of ​​​​this towering ancient tree was robbed. The branches as thick as a horned dragon were completely black, and all the sharp leaves on it disappeared, as if all life had been annihilated.

Wow!

The roots of the pure-blood Dao tree suddenly swelled and even forcibly took root on the bloodthirsty insect, absorbing the power of the bloodline Daoism contained in it. The blackened branches quickly turned blood red. When the bloodline power reached a certain level, they turned into brilliant colors. It's golden.

The leaves grow, the golden light shines brightly, and the pure-blood Dao tree returns to its original state in an instant.

Although the Silent Thunderbolt is strong, it cannot withstand this. This is the home ground of the pure-blooded Taoist tree. The power of the pure-blooded Taoist tree can be said to be endless. As long as it cannot be defeated at once, it will not die.

But Silence has refined a ray of innate spirit into his body, and his physical vitality is also immeasurable. As long as the attack is not directed at his soul, it will be difficult to really hurt him.

The fluctuations of the battle between one person and one tree swept across a distance of dozens of miles. The world was once again flooded by violent energy, and the golden light could almost blind people.

The disciples of the Lawless Sect who were picking the mixed-blood Dao Fruit looked back and were very shocked. You must know that this is the world of bloodthirsty insects. The boundless blood-red ocean is filled with insect kings who are comparable to the eighth level of the Law Realm.

Even the strongest saint among them could not last three breaths without the protection of the bronze fragments, but her silence directly flattened the tide of bloodthirsty insects that spread for dozens of miles!

"As expected, he is not dead. He is still fighting against the pure-blood Tao tree. Even the power beyond the law realm cannot suppress him!" Yuan Yun, Tang Xin and others were very excited. I don't know when silence has become theirs. The backbone.

"With this fluctuation... there are still people here, fighting with the Dao tree, trying to compete for the pure blood Dao fruit?"

The pure-blood Tao tree stands tall in the sky, and is taller and more powerful than the formation tree. The place of silence is just a part of the body of the pure-blood Tao tree.

Hundreds of miles away, in a group of golden light, an elegant middle-aged man seemed to feel something, and looked towards the place where the silence was with some surprise.

It was already very difficult for him to reach this point, but under the terrifying power of the pure-blood Taoist tree, he could only protect himself and could not stretch out many hands.

But just now, what did he feel? Someone was fighting a pure-blood Taoist tree? !

"Among the creatures in the Blood Burial Ridge, there are only four people who can reach this place. You, me, the old gray dragon from Daze Country, and that person...Uncle Hui, is that the gray dragon?"

On the side, a girl in green clothes with bare feet asked with a slight frown. Qingxuan's strength was still a little weak. She could only faintly feel the fluctuations, but could not detect the specific situation.

Uncle Hui narrowed his eyes slightly, shook his head and said: "I know very well what the old gray dragon is capable of. At most, it can only be on par with me. It's pretty good if it can reach this point. It is impossible to fight against the pure-blood Taoist tree.

But that person didn't seem to be suppressed by this Taoist tree, and he kept making great progress, taking the lead step by step! "

"Wuji swordsmanship, tenth grade worship swordsmanship!"

Shen Mo condensed three bows into a sword, cutting a bright ravine in the golden ocean, cutting off all the leaves and branches wherever it passed, and finally left a mark one foot deep on the main trunk.

"To attract me with the Dao Fruit of Formation and the Pure Blood Dao Fruit, you just want to kill me and devour my blood. Why don't you show up now?"

The broken leaves were like fallen butterflies, dying in the burning, walking silently in the golden sparks. Although the moon-white dress was stained with blood, it added to his toughness.

Shen Mo looked at the main trunk of this pure-blood Taoist tree, but his eyes seemed to see another scene through the Taoist tree in front of him.

His gaze is extremely profound!

Ever since he landed on Blood Burial Ridge, Shen Shen had noticed something was wrong. That something was wrong made even someone as powerful as him feel frightened and didn't want to stay any longer.

This is definitely not what a simple Taoist Formation Tree or the sea-like world of bloodthirsty insects can bring him, but there is something else hidden secretly. The scenes that take place in the Blood Burial Ridge seem to be There is an invisible black hand controlling everything.

Uncle Hui, Qingxuan and others are all smart people, and they may have noticed it, but under the huge temptation of the Tao Fruit of the Formation and the Pure Blood Tao Fruit, they will ignore that small ray of vigilance.

But Silence is different. He possesses a myriad of stealing systems and can clearly feel the good and evil of all living objects.

But the Tao tree of the formation and the pure-blood Tao tree clearly showed their murderous intention towards him, but the Wan Dao stealing system showed no reaction at all.

There are only two possibilities. Either the two Tao trees are too powerful and can control their emotions without any flaws in the face of the current silence, or the two Tao trees... have no life!

Shen Mo fought all the way to the peak of the Dao tree in battle, and cut down the pure-blood Dao tree with his sword, so the first possibility can be ruled out, and the only remaining possibility is the second!

"If I keep hiding it, I will really get the Pure Blood Dao Fruit. If my strength goes further, will you really not be able to kill me?"

Shen Mo sneered, and when the pure-blood Taoist tree was involved again, he raised the Wandao Sword, closed his eyes gently, then suddenly opened his eyes, and slashed it down again.

This time, it is not the tenth-level swordsmanship, but the real Wuji swordsmanship, one hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand... nine hundred thousand... nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine. After the sword light, another weak but real sword light was condensed!

Infinite swordsmanship, millions of sword lights, heavenly martial arts!

This is something that Shen Mo has cultivated step by step based on his own insights. This is far more rare than preaching from outsiders. He can fully withstand the astonishing power contained in this heavenly martial art.

As long as his true energy does not deplete, he can use it an unlimited number of times without suffering any backlash!

Because this is a heavenly martial skill that belongs to him alone!