God-level Stealing System

Baishenmang Mountain, as a mountain of monsters comparable to the three dynasties and five religions, has a power base that can be called a hegemonic level.

Not only are there many races of monsters and monsters in the mountains, but there are also hundreds of supreme monsters that have been born!

Although the quasi-emperor is strong, the word "quasi" is enough to show that he is not in the true realm of an emperor, and is only one step away from being a true king.

But this step is as difficult as reaching the sky!

If you are the supreme one, you can establish a religion and call yourself an ancestor, rule over the setting sun for eternity, cover a hundred thousand years with one glance, and create an unparalleled reputation!

Millions of years ago, two overlord-level forces, Baishen Mangshan and Wutian Sect, faced off. The top ten supreme beings from both sides fought in the Ten Thousand Mountains, staining the sky with blood and shaking the world, leaving behind irreversible dangers and endless opportunities.

Since then, there have been several huge conflicts between Baishen Mangshan and Wutian Sect, and a supreme battle breaks out almost every hundred thousand years.

But when the Supreme Being was angry, he would often lay corpses thousands of miles away, with blood flowing everywhere, and mountains and seas toppling, which would inevitably lead to a loss of life. Therefore, one hundred thousand years ago, Baishen Mangshan and Wutian Sect agreed to send their respective elite disciples to thousands of miles. Fighting in the mountains, using this skill to distinguish the male from the male.

This is the origin of the fight between enemies!

However, the supreme monsters with supreme supernatural powers have been silent for a long time. Some have been in seclusion, and some have been sleeping for thousands of years.

But with the awakening of the Green Python Empress, the situation in the Monster Mountain Range has quietly changed.

At this time, in a dark and deep cave in the southeastern hinterland of Baishenmang Mountain, a loud rumble sounded suddenly, like thunder on dry land, causing animals and birds to flee in all directions for thousands of miles.

In the cave, a pair of copper lamps suddenly lit up, and the dazzling light instantly illuminated the vestibule of the cave.

The stone wall reflected the dim light, and a figure as huge as a hill suddenly appeared in the cave. It was a saber-toothed white tiger with beard and hair as long as a blanket, and a body covered with snow. It opened a pair of tiger eyes that had been closed for thousands of years, exuding Terrifying brilliance.

The white tiger's sharp claws were deeply embedded in the ground, raised the Supreme Tiger's head, and looked faintly in the direction of the tenth mountain!

From his mouth came a sound like the thunder of a tiger that spanned ten thousand years:

"...It's her breath! The vicious empress has revived, how can I sleep peacefully?"

At the same time, in the swamp northwest of Baishenmang Mountain, the same strange phenomena occurred.

The swamp seemed to be boiling, with huge bubbles rising up. The bubbles floated in the air and suddenly burst open. The force even directly knocked down the thousand-year-old cypresses next to the swamp.

The bubbles were rising faster and faster, and the turbid liquid in the pond seemed to be evaporated. At this time, a huge eggshell surfaced. There were cracks on the eggshell, and there were bursts of weird sounds inside, which was shocking. Shocking.

A jade-like dragon horn broke out of the shell, and then the eggshell completely shattered, revealing a dragon whose body was as black as ink, with strange silver lines and muscles outlined on its head, fingers, claws, and waist. It was extremely explosive, and the thighs were even decorated with indescribable patterns, which were strange and mysterious.

As soon as the ink-colored dragon horn saw the light, a faint cold light appeared. When it was lightly touched by the dragon horn, the surrounding space seemed to be instantly distorted into chaos. The bubbles rising in the swamp exploded one after another, turning into wisps of dark ghosts. Along with the twisted space, it merges into the dragon horn.

The power of swallowing space!

If anyone was watching and saw such strange and chaotic phenomena, they would be frightened to death on the spot.

The dragon's horns grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, the dragon's horns, as exquisite as black jade, swelled into a huge beast, as thick as the roots of an old tree, and as sharp as a murderous sword. This black horned dragon, It also grew into a giant black dragon with two wings on its back, but they were tightly attached to both sides of its back and failed to unfold. It was obviously incapable of flying.

The space around the black dragon presents an inexplicable void. The space he has absorbed, no matter how high the mountain peaks or how dangerous the terrain, ceases to exist in an instant!

The black dragon suddenly turned into a black mist and floated to the top of Yanlong Mountain, the first mountain in Baishenmang Mountain.

A Longteng Villa is located on the top of the mountain. Looking down from it, the houses of the dragon sons and grandsons are dotted among the several peaks of Yanlong Mountain.

The black mist dissipated, and a tall and tall man suddenly walked out. He was dressed in a black robe, with a black brocade robe, a silver willow jade belt, a high nose, eyebrows as thick as heavy ink, and the corners of his eyes were upturned like scimitars, and there was a mist in his eyes. Black air.

He has black hair shawl, and on the top of his white forehead, there are three silver rings surrounding a black jade dragon horn.

"Welcome ancestor back to the mountain!"

Thousands of descendants of the true dragon clan in Longteng Villa collectively bowed their heads to greet him. The scene was extremely spectacular.

This man is the contemporary owner of Yanlong Mountain, the first mountain in Baishen Mang Mountain, and he is also the only remaining true dragon clan monster supreme in the monster mountain range!

He was extremely arrogant and had ambitions that transcended destiny. He often showed himself as a young man, with a great spirit of "not living as long as heaven, but competing with the sun and the moon."

Because of his creation of the supreme magical power that swallows space, he called himself the "Tian-Swallowing Ancestor" a hundred thousand years ago!

There are undercurrents surging in Baishenmang Mountain, and the pattern changes again and again. The rankings of the ten strongest mountains change almost every hundred years. But Yanlong Mountain, because of the single-handed protection of Ancestor Tuntian, the supreme being in this world, firmly ranks first and will never change.

It’s not that other races don’t have terrifying existences at the supreme level. However, most of the supreme monsters have experienced too many vicissitudes of life and have seen all the floating world. Most of them have the intention of retiring and have reached the state of being incompetent with the world. As long as their clans are not exterminated, they will He usually stays in seclusion and sleeps, untouchable.

A supreme figure like Ancestor Tuntian who takes on the position of Mountain Lord is truly unparalleled in the world!

"Isn't the master on the ferry to return home? Why did he suddenly return to the mountain?"

No matter how high-spirited Ancestor Tuntian is, he will never escape the limit of his lifespan. The Supreme Lifespan is one hundred thousand years, and he is already one hundred and two thousand eight hundred and seventy-two years old.

In order to extend his lifespan, Ancestor Tuntian created a small void world by devouring part of the space. In the void world, he could be reborn as if he had returned to his mother's womb, as if he had been reincarnated for a whole life, so it was called "Reincarnation".

Of course, he can't really go through reincarnation. Every thousand years there will still be signs of death that are about to end his life. He has to find a secret place to "ferry through reincarnation" every once in a while to extend his life.

At this time, when he entered the inner hall of Longteng Villa, the person who asked him was a dragon girl with thin eyebrows and high nose, innocent and graceful appearance, and a figure as slender as an orchid. She was wearing a sky-blue trousers and a blue robe with moire patterns. Her lower body is in a dark green skirt, and her slender white legs are looming under the gauze-like curtains.

When Ancestor Tuntian left the mountain, she took charge of all affairs in the mountain. Ancestor Tuntian valued her very much. When he looked at her, there was a touch of warmth in his indifferent dragon eyes:

"Yun Ji, you have worked hard during this period! There will be drastic changes in Baishen Mang Mountain. I will be here to take charge. You can go and rest!"

Seeing that her master was unwilling to say anything, the dragon girl, who had always been reserved and self-conscious, stopped asking any more questions, bowed her hands to Patriarch Tuntian, and returned the money.

Ancestor Tuntian sat upright on the dragon chair. As he waved his hand, a black mist appeared in front of his eyes. He stretched out his sharp-nailed fingers and pushed away the cloud. A clear picture suddenly appeared in the black mist.

What is displayed on the screen is the Python King’s Palace!

The statue of the Green Python Empress trembled violently, and the petrified skin peeled off quickly, revealing half of a face as beautiful as a red rose, and then half of its suet shoulders and arms. The red gem inlaid on the Snake King's staff reappeared in the human world, but the faint The red light carries endless resentment, as if it was dyed scarlet by the blood of millions of creatures!

The empress suddenly raised her staff, bringing with it the power to lift the mountain. The scarlet gem first bloomed with a bloody luster, and then condensed into a red halo. The surrounding air suddenly stagnated for a moment, and the blood-colored halo suddenly expanded, following the direction of the staff. Empty the direction!

This blood-colored light wheel continued to expand, reaching the top of the clouds and the ground at the same time, crossing thousands of mountains and crossing the Baishenmang Mountain. Thousand-year-old temples were destroyed, and some border towns were buried in the angry soil!

The blood ring reached straight to the sea, causing thousands of panics. The corpses of the water tribe lay on the sea, and the atmosphere was extremely gloomy.

Just a casual blow, like a strong wind passing by, rolling up the waves with force, the power of the eternal empress is awesome and breathtaking!