God-level Stealing System

"Miss, the battle halfway up the mountain has ended!"

On the top of Xuanwu Mountain, a girl in black walked quickly into the attic and told her master the story of those battles.

"Feng Xingyu fights against Xiao Tian, ​​Lin Ran fights against Luo Xiao, Dao Po fights against Xue Wulou, and Lin Wudi fights against the Three Quasi-Emperors alone?"

The young master of Xuanwu Mountain turned around. She was wearing a long black dress. She looked thick and majestic. Although her face was not stunningly beautiful, she was very clean. Her eyebrows were slightly raised. , this is a kind of natural arrogance.

"Where did Lin Ran and Dao Po come from? They are both very extraordinary people!" The young master of Xuanwu Mountain muttered. Although her Xuanwu bloodline is very strong, it is even close to a real pure-blood Xuanwu. .

But she didn't dare to underestimate anyone in the world, especially that man...

"Did he take action?" the young master of Xuanwu Mountain asked.

"Is the lady asking about silence? He didn't take action, but he once confronted Xiao Tian, ​​the direct disciple of Wutian Sect. I heard that one look scared Xiao Tian away." The maid, who is a person close to the woman in Xuanyi, said this The young lady's thoughts are naturally clear to her.

"That man should be the strongest of the younger generation. I think only he can be worthy of the young lady." The maid knew that her young lady was dissatisfied with the arrangements of her ancestors in the mountains and ran away from home to escape the battle of choosing a son-in-law. , it wasn’t until the fall into the Dragon Valley came to an end not long ago that she was captured by the quasi-emperor in the mountains.

However, based on her understanding of her young lady, it seems that it was not her young lady who was captured, but her young lady who deliberately showed up and came back on her own initiative, right?

The young master of Xuanwu Mountain looked at the maid, feeling helpless. People around her would inevitably guess her thoughts, but there was no need to go online.

She looked into the distance, which was halfway up the mountain, where all the heroes from the small world and the hundreds of countries in the main world gathered.

Which young woman really doesn’t want to get married? It's just that she can't just spend her life wrongly. She personally travels around the world and fights against the heroes in the world, just to find someone who satisfies her, and to find a husband... who can suppress her!

She has found it in Falling Dragon Valley!

After the battle halfway up the mountain ended, today's business officially began.

All the young heroes were arranged to come to the top of a sub-peak of Xuanwu Mountain. There was a fighting battlefield with a radius of a hundred miles. The ground is smashed and the space is broken!

"This is the day for our mountain to choose a son-in-law. I won't go into details about the specific conditions, because there is only one condition, and that is, the winner is the king. Only the strongest young man can be worthy of my Xuanwu Mountain Pearl!"

A fifth-level quasi-emperor from Xuanwu Mountain showed up, looked around the audience and said, wherever his eyes glanced, all the warriors were a little nervous and did not dare to put on airs in front of a fifth-level quasi-emperor.

The most aloof and arrogant Dongfang Xiaoyu looked at her nose and heart, but she did not dare to be careless. The existence of the fifth heaven of Quasi-Emperor Realm, even in her Wuwutian Sect, was the absolute leader!

"Now, the battle begins!"

After the fifth-level quasi-emperor of Xuanwu Mountain finished his opening remarks, he withdrew from the fighting battlefield, leaving this big stage to all the young people who came here.

Suddenly, his expression froze, because he discovered that the opening remarks he had considered over and over did not seem to have an effect. No warrior came on stage?

"Is it because my pressure is too strong that they don't dare to be bold? Or is my pressure not enough that they despise me?" the Fifth Heavenly Quasi-Emperor guessed with a strange look on his face.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. The reason why no one dares to move is because of him." His friend sneered and pointed in the direction of Silence.

This fifth-level quasi-emperor had to prepare for a battle, so he didn't go to watch the battle halfway up the mountain. He thought it was just a small fight. How could a truly strong man of his generation be so irresponsible?

Until now, he didn't know what a major event he had missed?

"Let's start with you first. You will be the champion!"

Although the fighting battlefield is small, it has its own space inside, which can be stretched to thousands of miles wide, and it is not a problem to accommodate ten battles at the same time.

But what the Fifth Heaven Quasi-Emperor did not expect was that there would be a young man in this generation who could dominate all the heroes. Not to mention suppressing their strength, even everyone's ambitions were suppressed.

In front of that man, no warrior dared to take the lead on the battlefield!

Therefore, the fifth-level quasi-emperor had to personally select candidates.

"Me?" He smiled silently and said, "I already have a Taoist companion. I don't dare to miss the young master of Guishan anymore. I hope that my senior will forgive me."

The fifth-level quasi-emperor of Xuanwu Mountain heard the sighs of relief from the other warriors, and it seemed that all of them would have a chance if they did not remain silent as opponents.

The Quasi-Emperor of the Fifth Heavenly Heaven smiled, naturally there was no reason to refuse. He was not a fool and knew that it was impossible for a person like Shen Mo to marry into his wife.

He was about to find other people to play when he suddenly froze and looked in a certain direction. There was a group of people standing there. The weakest ones all had the third level of quasi-emperor realm cultivation, and the strongest ones even reached the quasi-emperor realm. Peak level!

The fifth-level quasi-emperor of Xuanwu Mountain was slightly frightened after receiving the permission of the peak quasi-emperor. He didn't expect that the top officials in the mountain would make such a big deal?

"My little friend, my strength is the best among my peers. If you don't come, who will? Is it because my little friend looks down on me, Xuanwu Mountain?"

He was silent for a moment, he couldn't say this casually. Although he was already the best among his peers, he was still a slightly bigger ant in front of a powerful force that had been inherited for nearly tens of millions of years. If he could not offend, he would not offend.

"That's alright, I'll go up and play a few games and then come back, just to cheer up."

With this thought in his mind, Shen Mo jumped into the martial arts arena, swept around the heroes, and said with a smile: "I wonder which fellow Taoist is coming to fight?"

Dead silence!

Dead silence!

Dead silence!

The warriors felt bitter in their hearts. Originally, they were a little happy when they heard that Shen Mo would not participate in the battle to recruit a son-in-law, because it meant that they also had a chance.

Now?

Come on, it’s okay for you to go and be the first to play. This means that we won’t even have a chance to perform!

"Um?" Shen Mo felt some resentment or cold hatred, and was a little dazed. He suddenly realized that he seemed to have been tricked by this old guy from Xuanwu Mountain?

What comes first? If you don't come, who will? Why look down on Xuanwu Mountain?

This is all to motivate him to come to the stage, so that he can overpower the crowd and push him to the top of the list!

"Wait a minute, I don't seem to have any friendship with Xuanwu Shanmao. Why are you targeting me so much? Do you want to win over me so much?"

Silence fell into deep thoughts. I guess it couldn't be because he was handsome, right?

"If no one else challenges me, I will directly declare that Xiaoyou Shen has won today's battle to recruit a son-in-law in Xuanwu Mountain!"

After a stick of incense, the fifth-level quasi-emperor of Xuanwu Mountain walked towards silence, using his quasi-emperor eyes to suppress the figures of those who could not help but be eager to try, but there was still a spring breeze and a smile on his face.