God-level Stealing System

boom!

A huge python suddenly rushed out, and the dense forest ten miles away was instantly razed to the ground!

Surrounded by nine Taoist trees, Shen Mo was covered in golden light, and he was able to withstand the blow.

"As expected of the young master of the Tenth Mountain, he is indeed worthy of the word giant python!"

Whether it is the seven pythons that were killed by Silence before or the ten original python beasts, regardless of their cultivation level, in terms of size alone, they really cannot live up to the title of "giant python".

But the appearance of the Python Tianjiao undoubtedly refreshed Shen Mo's spirit.

The shadow of a beast in the forest that was as tall as a person suddenly rushed out. It turned out to be an atavistic giant python with a body that was ten miles long. With a flick of its tail, it could cause shocking and huge destructive power!

The ancient giant python should be like this!

While silent and smiling, he swung out the sword in his hand, the golden light condensed, and the sword struck out like a fleeting light.

The wind and clouds suddenly rose, and the earth trembled. This sword was struck with such power that it toppled the mountains and rivers!

The other combatants who were fighting fiercely around them were extremely shocked, and many of those who had defeated their opponents followed the direction of the sword and fled towards the silent side of the battlefield.

They stopped a hundred miles away and used their spiritual consciousness to detect the battle situation between Shen Mo and the Python Tianjiao.

The reason why he didn't go within a hundred miles was that he was afraid of being accidentally injured by the aftermath of this shocking sword! On the other hand, it is because third parties are not allowed to intervene on other sides' battlefields at will!

Not to mention these young combatants, many warriors and monsters outside the battlefield also felt the power of this sword, their Taoist hearts swayed, and their energy and blood surged.

"So powerful...the power of the soul!"

In the secret realm of Zhenmang City, the old quasi-emperor, who was closing his eyes to rest, opened his eyes slightly at this time and looked at the fighting battlefield located in the Wanzhong Mountains. Even though he had been as calm as dead water in his old age, his heart was shocked at this time. A trace of fear could not help but flash in his old eyes.

This powerful aura felt inexplicably familiar to him. He had already guessed that it should be silence!

"The participants in this battle are all the elites of the younger generation of Baishen Mangshan. However, even if they are as strong as me, they are only at the peak of the law realm. How can the soul fluctuate in this battlefield? It's weird!"

The master of Baihu Mountain, the second mountain of Baishen Mang Mountain, also caught a trace of the sword energy of the Silent Soul Sword that spread thousands of miles, and was still wondering.

"If the disciples of Wutian Sect break through to the quasi-emperor realm and gather their souls before the battle, Baishen Mangshan will probably lose this time!"

From the third mountain of Baishenmang Mountain, a vast sound transmission also came out.

The person who made the noise in the Third Mountain was none other than Xiang Yuchan's father, the Lord of the Third Mountain, Xiang Yannan.

"Xiang Laosan, don't try to destroy your own prestige and boost the ambition of others! I don't know if any of the disciples of Wutian Sect can break through the Quasi-Emperor, but even if a Quasi-Emperor appears, the proud dog can kill him with a wave of his hand!"

This slightly sinister and low-pitched voice came from the Python King's Palace on the top of the Tenth Mountain.

The Third Mountain and the Tenth Mountain were not at odds with each other. When the owner of the Tenth Mountain came out to interrupt, Xiang Yannan responded without hesitation:

"A quasi-emperor, even if we look at the entire Monster Mountain Range, is by no means weak. How can you kill your son, a young descendant, with just a wave of his hand? Mang Xiongfeng, you are not afraid of flashing your tongue when you speak big words!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

When the Python King heard the words, he raised his head and laughed. This laughter was extremely sad and penetrating. It spread from the Python King's palace to the Hundred Python Canyon, and then filled the entire mountain range, straight through several other mountains, and It makes people feel horrified and uneasy.

After laughing, the Python King said sadly:

"Xiang Laosan, if you don't believe it, how about we make a bet today in front of all the mountain owners?"

Xiang Yannan has golden hair like snow and eyebrows like two swords. Shen Yi's handsome face is now filled with confusion:

"How to gamble?"

"If my son wins, you Spirit Rabbit Clan will give up the third mountain. How about that?"

Giving up the third mountain will undoubtedly mean that the Lingtu Clan no longer has a place in Baishenmang Mountain.

By then, the entire Spirit Rabbit Clan will be in the hands of the Giant Python Clan!

The cold and gloomy voice of Mang Xiongfeng echoed among the mountains and rivers, like the strange cry of a wild owl or the moan of a trapped animal, which was particularly harsh and chilling.

When he said this, his blood-colored pupils flashed with a fierce light like a poisonous snake.

Across several tens of thousands of mountains, Xiang Yannan could feel the old python's deep malice toward the Spirit Rabbit Clan.

The Lingtu tribe is naturally beautiful and light. Most of its people are kind and gentle in character. They are not good at fighting, but they are among the top three among the great powers. As the leader of this tribe, Xiang Yannan must be an anomaly. His character is very domineering and resolute, which is enough. Challenge other mountain owners!

Naturally, he would not shrink back from Mang Xiongfeng's bluff. Instead, he smiled coldly with disdain:

"What if your python Tianjiao loses? Let's talk about it first. I don't care about your Hundred Python Canyon and the Python King Shrine. We, the Spirit Rabbit Clan, are born to be clean and we don't want to see the dirty snake cave!"

As soon as Xiang Yannan said this, the other mountain owners who were watching the battle naturally heard it clearly. Waves of jeers suddenly broke out among several mountain tops:

"Master Xiang Shan has a good tongue! I admire him!"

"hiss……"

The python king's eyes flashed fiercely, and he took a breath of anger, but he did not have an attack. Instead, he gritted his fangs and said forcefully:

"If I lose, I will give up the three secret realms managed by my giant python clan! In addition, the people in my clan will stay away from your spiritual rabbit clan from now on..."

Almost every race has its own exclusive forbidden area. Tracing back to its origin, most of them are the refining places of the ancient monster beasts. Among them are secret treasures and endless opportunities, and the secrets of the prosperity of the clan are hidden.

Therefore, existences such as forbidden areas and secret realms are the lifeblood of the race. The Python Clan directly bet on three secret realms, which can be said to be a huge investment.

Although the other mountain owners did not express their opinions, they were all shocked in their hearts. However, they wished that Mang Xiongfeng and Xiang Yannan would gamble away all their family wealth. In this way, they could reap the profits and divide the third place. Mountain and Tenth Mountain’s resource base.

The mountain was quiet for a moment.

Everyone was waiting for Xiang Yannan's reply.

The python king suddenly sneered, and was about to say something to further provoke Xiang Yannan, but at this moment, Xiang Yannan's vast voice sounded again:

"Since you want to bet, don't be stingy like a child playing house! Today, you and I will conclude a covenant with a hundred gods and sign an order to kill gods. The loser will be punished by a hundred gods, and his soul will disappear and his soul will be extinguished forever. Fall into ruin! Do you dare to bet with me?"

As soon as Xiang Yannan said these words, the words were as big as a bucket and the sound was like thunder, causing the mountains to shake.

"Master Xiang Shan, think twice..."

"The Covenant of One Hundred Gods is not just for fun!"

Regardless of whether they are human beings or monsters, they all adhere to the supreme law of "following the rules will lead to ordinary people, and going against the rules will lead to saints"!

Especially for monsters, it is not easy to condense into human form. If you want to sit in the position of the lord of a mountain and the leader of a race, you have to go through many hardships and pay several hardships. You know your own joy and hardship, and you can no longer explain it to outsiders.

But today, Xiang Yannan used his soul and body to make a huge gamble, which can be said to be so heroic!

Even the other eight mountain masters were also shocked at this time.

Some mountain owners who were on good terms with Third Mountain or were in favor of Xiang Yannan were trying to persuade Xiang Yannan with good words, hoping that he would not be impulsive.

If Xiang Yannan falls, not only the Lingtu clan will suffer, but the dozen or so small races that have followed the Lingtu clan will soon fall into a leaderless situation. A piece of loose sand without its backbone will soon be conquered by other big races. The encroachment of power is an extremely terrible consequence!

Almost instantly, Xiang Yannan received more than a dozen secret transmissions, and there was even a small mountain owner who rushed to the third mountain to dissuade him.

But Xiang Yannan has made up his mind. As the third mountain lord, he can't keep up with his words. If he wants to bet, he will definitely bet!

"Okay! Since you are not afraid of death, Xiang Laosan, I will also have a good time!"

The python king's already extremely ferocious face now looked even more ferocious.

In this battle, he was extremely confident in the Python Tianjiao, and he did not think that he would lose the bet at all. No matter how big the bet was, it would be a hundred benefits to him without any harm.