God-level Stealing System

The day outside the hall is bright and the morning light is shining, which is when Yang Qi is first born.

At this moment, the interior of the Zide Hall was as dark as ink, like night, and you couldn't see your fingers.

The surroundings were silent, like a desolate world with few people around. Standing here, Shen Xiaoqi felt a chill running down her spine.

"When something unusual happens, there must be a monster!"

Shen Xiaoqi's slender eyebrows were slightly furrowed. When he looked around, he couldn't see a single figure, nor could he see the boundary of the hall. This place was like an endless dark space, or in other words, a bottomless black hole.

She exhausted her eyesight and relied on the Blood Python Saint's extraordinary night vision ability to barely see the scenery in the palace. In the darkness, she could faintly see a sea of ​​flowers rippling slightly in the ink, like peacocks swaying before they bloomed. The tail feathers of the screen, but all of them are silent, making it look particularly strange and strange.

The vast sea of ​​flowers is not chaotic, but is divided into seven fan-shaped areas very regularly. Although it is in the dark night and the true colors of these flowers cannot be seen clearly, Shen Xiaoqi can also distinguish between each fan. There are slight color differences.

Sa!

Suddenly, the sound of gusts of wind piercing the air like a giant spirit swinging a sword suddenly sounded.

Shen Xiaoqi raised her thin eyebrows as beautiful as the crescent moon, instinctively revealing the blood-red vertical pupils of the Blood Python Saint. Then she saw a pale beam of light that was as white as iceberg snow, piercing the boundless darkness and heading towards Shen Xiaoqi came with a slashing attack.

Shen Xiaoqi was about to take action to block this sudden blow, but unexpectedly, the beam of light was neither a sword light nor a knife shadow, and it did not rush towards her.

Instead, it tore apart the darkness in front of Shen Xiaoqi's eyes and illuminated the surroundings. Shen Xiaoqi's beautiful eyes swept across, and what came into view was an extremely bright sea of ​​seven-color flowers, reflecting like a ray of light, like a huge colorful fan.

Shen Xiaoqi was shocked to find that she was standing in the palace, and happened to be surrounded by a sea of ​​seven-colored flowers in the center. No matter she looked at it from any angle, her eyes were full of splendid colors, colorful, different, and overwhelmingly beautiful.

A moment ago, it seemed like I was trapped in a boundless dark realm, but now I felt like I was in a fairyland. The contrast was so huge that even a silent person couldn't help but be shocked.

Whoosh whoosh!

The pale beam of light continued to expand, circling and flying through the hall, and it had turned into a river of light, illuminating most of the Zide Hall. As far as Shen Xiaoqi could see, there were flowers intertwined like a brocade. I just felt dazzled for a while.

Even above the palace wall, there are thousands of green vines hanging down, and the shadows of the flowers are numerous. The seven-color flower shadows merge into seven pieces of brocade, which are reflected on the pure jade palace wall. Under the increasingly intense white light, it looks more and more gorgeous. Man, this place seems like an empire of flowers.

Shen Xiaoqi was in it, and as she breathed, the fragrance of various flowers flowed from her sinuses into her heart. She couldn't help but be intoxicated, and she was happy to forget her worries.

Crash--

boom! !

At this moment, a fierce sound of water like a tsunami and raging waves sounded out of thin air, suddenly waking up Shen Xiaoqi from Wen Xiangqi's dream.

"This is?"

Shen Xiaoqi raised her eyes and looked up, only to see six-color lotus platforms floating and circling above the palace, surrounding a purple lotus platform. The shadows of the flowers on the lotus platform disappeared, like flowers in the mirror, water and the moon. For a moment, illusion and reality were indistinguishable.

The seven-color lotus platform is like seven small islands, which complement each other, add brilliance to each other, and are as beautiful as a garden in the sky.

A curtain of water flows down from it, like a waterfall, making waves of roaring water sounds.

Shen Xiaoqi stared at it, and saw a scene she had never seen before reflected on the water curtain. She was startled for a moment, and then she realized that it was a scene of a blood python chewing agarwood and ironwood on the shore of Linghu Lake.

And that blood python was transformed from the blood vine that bloomed from her. The nine dark red fruits on the blood vine exploded, scattering countless demon flower seeds. The shore of Ling Lake was instantly stained with blood, and the river was red. Through, the lotus is red for ten miles.

Seeing this scene, Shen Xiaoqi suddenly felt a chill in her heart.

Why are these scenes shown in the Zide Hall?

Also, there was not a single person in this huge palace, as if he was just waiting for her?

Almost in a blink of an eye, Shen Shen figured out the joint here. At this moment, he suddenly became as clear as an enlightenment.

He was sure that he had fallen into a trap!

Moreover, it is a most poisonous plan!

"After a hundred secrets, I actually ignored that the Blood Python Saint is also a demon clan."

Shen Xiaoqi's eyes suddenly became sharp and she murmured:

"Now that I have fallen into the trap carefully arranged by the traitor and entered the Zide Palace, I am afraid that I will not be able to defend myself."

As expected, the so-called murderer that Dongfang Xiaoyu is about to announce is none other than Shen Xiaoqi.

Who was the culprit who killed Jiang Xue, Xiao Siniang and more than fifty female disciples?

This is no longer important, because Shen Xiaoqi will become the scapegoat!

Dongfang Xiaoyu wanted to kill Shen Xiaoqi and silence her. The most hateful thing was that before killing her, he would also charge her with such huge crimes as invading Spirit Lake and killing more than fifty female disciples.

The anger of the elders of Ziwei Xuan's five pavilions will all come down on Shen Xiaoqi.

"Shen Xiaoqi! Now that you are here, don't leave in a hurry!"

"Let me ask you, were you the ones who killed Jiang Xue, Xiao Siniang and more than fifty female disciples? Why did you kill them?"

Sure enough, in the purple fan-shaped sea of ​​flowers, a cold and ruthless female voice suddenly came out, like the spring breeze in February, the chill reached into Shen Xiaoqi's heart.

There was a sudden sound of wind, and a stream of ice-like blue and white flowers fell from the lattice on the palace wall into the sea of ​​flowers.

Her cool figure was wrapped tightly in a green palace dress, and her face was like frost and snow. She stepped out of the sea of ​​purple flowers and met Shen Xiaoqi on a narrow road.

Feeling the chill and murderous aura like a blizzard and snow, and hearing the familiar cold voice, Shen Xiaoqi didn't even need to raise her eyes to know that the person coming was Dongfang Xiaoyu!

"I'm not a murderer, so I have no comment."

Although he knew that it was the other party who was behind the game and explanations were of no use, Shen Xiaoqi would never let go easily until the last moment.

After realizing that he had fallen into the trap, Silence became calmer and calmer. At this moment, Shen Xiaoqi's surprisingly cold voice swirled in the palace, like the spring water of the first melting ice and snow, with a powerful momentum, no less delicate than Dongfang Xiaoyu.

"Bold witch! How dare you quibble when you are about to die?"

At this moment, a cold shout filled with domineering aura echoed in the void.

Where the white light gathers, Yan Zi's tall figure in a black robe with gray sleeves is reflected. At this moment, she stands proudly on a blue-purple lotus platform, with a faint purple mist floating around her body, as if she is wearing a purple gauze. Tabard.

A pair of purple eyes, like two cold stars, shine in the palace that is half bright and half dark, and it is hard to tell whether it is day or night. Yan Ziling is standing down, looking down at Shen Xiaoqi who is surrounded by a sea of ​​seven-colored flowers, her eyebrows are raised. He stood up, his voice was fierce, and he insisted on Shen Xiaoqi's crime:

"You witch, you sneaked into our Wutian Sect's Ziweixuan, your wolfish ambitions are obvious! Seize the resources of my Linghu Lake, and kill fifty disciples of my sect! This is a heinous crime that cannot be tolerated without death! Today, this elder will demand your blood. Pay!"

"If she is not of my race, she must have a different heart! She is not the culprit of the murder, and she must not be left here! If she stays, she will be in serious trouble!"

An elder of Youlan Pavilion also shouted angrily, holding a long sword high in his hand, shining brightly like autumn water, killing Ling Ran with a clang.

"As evidenced by the demon flower, she must be a demon clan! The death of my disciple is definitely related to her! I, Hongkui Pavilion, are incompatible with the demon clan!"

The elder of Hongkui Pavilion's eyes seemed to be flashing with real flames, and he glared at Shen Xiaoqi angrily. The flames behind her burned like a battle flag, like a phoenix bathed in fire.

"Kill her!"

"Kill her!!"

"..."

A series of fierce and sharp female voices echoed and intertwined in the void. For a moment, the palace trembled, and it was no longer clear who was speaking.

Obviously, under the guidance of Yan Ziling and Dongfang Xiaoyu, the elders of the Five Pavilions have regarded Shen Xiaoqi as a life and death enemy and will kill Shen Xiaoqi today.

"Shen Xiaoqi, now that the matter is over, what else do you have to say?"

In the middle of the palace, a purple lotus platform surrounded by six-color lotus platforms seemed to be shrouded by flowing clouds. At this moment, the purple light shone in the lotus platform, and a soft but dangerous voice came out leisurely.

The voice was not loud, but as soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent, and the air was as silent as ever, like a ghost prison.

In an instant, Shen Mo felt countless sharp gazes like swords on him, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart:

You kill Shen Xiaoqi, why do you care about my silence?

However, we are already riding a tiger and it is difficult to get off, and it is useless to say more.

Her red lips parted slightly and she said word by word:

"There is nothing to say but a fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hem of his cheongsam swayed without any wind, his vertical pupils were as red as blood, and his fighting spirit soared rapidly.