God-level Stealing System

On the Immortal Killing Platform, the wind was bleak.

When he glanced around, what he saw was broken armor and broken swords all over the place.

In the spiritual lake, there was blood mist, white bones and floating corpses. It was extremely tragic, and the blessing aura of the secret treasure land was completely gone.

Half of the prisoners who tried to escape were killed or injured, and the female warriors of Ziling Pavilion who intercepted the prisoners also suffered heavy losses. Their sacrifices were not without tragedy.

However, to Yan Ziling, who holds the power, their lives are as cheap as ants, as light as feathers, life or death, meaningless, and even ridiculous.

“In this world, there are always such ridiculous things happening, and there are always such ridiculous people emerging!

"Everyone wants to achieve enlightenment and become a saint, and goes against destiny to seek transcendence."

On the Immortal Killing Platform, only two figures, one green and one purple, were left confronting each other.

"Everyone has his own ambitions, so what's so funny about that?"

As soon as Yan Ziling finished speaking, Zhang Songnian raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a pair of red and phoenix eyes with a bright green light.

"Just like these corpses lying on the ground, they all came out of the Wutian Sect before they were alive, and everyone was like a dragon! They were full of enthusiasm and fought hard to get a place to join the Wutian Sect. They all thought that by joining the Wutian Sect, they would be superior to others and take the lead. Touch the path to sainthood and get better quality cultivation resources."

Yan Ziling still had a ruthless smile on her cold face:

"As everyone knows, in the Wutian Sect, they are just ordinary people. They join the religion but are not allowed to enter the Tao. So, in order to obtain resources, they became prisoners, warriors, dust, and ashes."

"Everyone in the world has the ambition to be at the top of the mountain and see all the small mountains. But who knows that it is extremely cold at high places. If you are not careful and fall into the abyss, you will end up with a miserable end without any bones left. However, these Ignorant young men and ignorant young women are enjoying themselves endlessly and vying for the first place. They are mediocre and mediocre, living on the roadside and wasting resources in this world. A strong man can decide his life or death with just one word. What do you think is not ridiculous?"

"ridiculous!"

Zhang Song was young and shaved off his beard. After hearing what Yan Ziling said, his eyes suddenly narrowed and the word "cold and hard" came out of his mouth. Immediately, he snorted again, glared at Yan Ziling coldly and said:

"You're the one who's ridiculous! You think you're right, but you're totally wrong!"

Before Yan Ziling could retort, Zhang Songnian continued loudly:

"Quercus oak is a mediocre material, although it is useless in the eyes of carpenters, but for gardens, courtyards, houses and palaces, it can stabilize water and soil and prevent wind and sand; although bitter plums along the roadside are not a delicacy, they are also a scene in the painting. It has a unique beauty, and is unique in painting and ink bones."

After saying this, the blue light in Zhang Songnian's eyes became clearer and clearer:

"People in the world are unwilling to be ordinary and mediocre, but they don't know that being ordinary is true. The vulgar is elegance. Even if they can see clearly and think clearly, how many people will do what they say? Maybe there is a great sage with destiny. Neither you nor me."

"shut up!"

Zhang Songnian's words were precise, every word was precise, and every sentence he retorted made Yan Ziling's face turn red and her jade face glow with clouds. She immediately became angry with embarrassment and shouted out a cold and domineering voice.

However, Zhang Songnian turned a deaf ear to this and continued to chatter endlessly:

"Even a reptile and ant has its own way of survival. To you, their sacrifice may not be worth mentioning, but at the moment when the cold iron curls the blade, the blood of a child spreads to the sky, poetically and picturesquely. How romantic it is. They came into the world in blood and left in blood, but they were still innocent!"

"Look at you again, you are so brutal and brutal, you can't stop wanting to kill. You may not be as good as them when you die!"

"Shut up!"

Hearing this, Yan Ziling's energy and blood surged up, her chest rose and fell violently, she glared and gnashed her teeth, and shouted coldly again.

"kill him!"

With a Jiao scolding sound, the sleeping leopard beast immediately straightened up its majestic leopard body, its breath was chilling and ferocious.

Tsk!

The beast's claws scratched deep cracks on the ground, and with a snap sound, the leopard's long and soft tail whipped the air like a copper whip. The leopard's body jumped into the air in response, like a fast arrow off the string, and rushed towards Zhang Songnian, swift and fierce. Lun, driving the wind and lightning.

"Ouch!"

The low and cold beast sounds are like the roar of strange thunder and the howl of a coyote at the moon.

"It is true that Zhang Songnian is not a gentleman, nor is he an elegant scholar. Although he lives in the Qinjian Pavilion as a deacon and elder, he has not made much achievements. His attainments in swordsmanship are not one ten thousandth of the master of the pavilion..."

As if ignoring the fierce purple leopard that rushed towards him, Zhang Songnian laughed at himself, and then took a deep look at Yan Ziling, whose face was full of ruthlessness and cruelty:

"Of course, I am innocent in my life and have never betrayed you. If I ask for proof, it is just an innocent heart."

After saying this, without waiting for explanation, Zhang Songnian raised the four-foot green dragon sword upside down, neither blocking the attack of the leopard beast nor launching any martial arts skills against Yan Ziling.

Crack!

There was a sudden sound, and the tip of the sword was three feet below the ground.

At this moment, there was no trace of emotion on Zhang Songnian's thin cheeks, which were as smooth and bright as a piece of white paper that had not been stained by pen or ink.

Stab!

The sharp claws of the leopard beast disappeared without a trace, penetrating Zhang Songnian's chest unstoppably, and his red heart was still beating.

In an instant, this innocent heart was crushed by the claws of the black panther.

Zhang Songnian frowned slightly, the green light in his eyes gradually dimmed and dissipated, and a layer of white frost gathered between his eyebrows. The moment he fell, the corners of his lips curled into a smile of satisfaction and relief.

The bright red bloodstains flowed happily like hundreds of rivers flowing eastward into the sea, and merged into the spiritual lake one after another.

Zheng!

The broken sword, broken by the leopard's claws, drew several light blue circles in the sky, plunged into the water of Linghu Lake, and splashed into a gorgeous blue wave.

A distant green dragon's scream seemed to tremble and reverberate in the void. Then, a line of green light disintegrated like rain and sank into the bottom of the lake, making no sound.

"At the moment when the cold iron curls the blade, the blood of the innocents spreads to the sky, which is poetic and picturesque, and how romantic. They come into the world in blood and leave in blood, but they are still innocent!"

Zhang Songnian's clear and scholarly voice still echoed in Yan Ziling's ears, as if the old friend was still there and the local accent had never changed.

The gray sky was covered with fleeting clouds, and the Immortal Killing Platform was as empty as a solitary bird. Standing in the center of the bloody Linghu Lake, Yan Ziling was dressed in a gray robe with black sleeves and remained motionless. She opened her eyes wide and felt that she was It was extremely hot, and my heart felt extremely cold. My eyes were covered with mist, and my tears condensed like frost.

Outside the Immortal Killing Platform, the battle was still in full swing.

A golden-bodied blood python carried Lin Wei, as frightened as a swimming dragon, invincible in all directions, killing all the disciples of Ziweixuan and unable to retreat.

However, the elders Xue Yutao, Mu Youlan, and Bai Tianqi were not vegetarians. They always trapped the golden blood python in the spiritual lake and could not escape.

The two sides were in a stalemate, but it was the disciples who suffered.

At this moment, a majestic, sacred and vast voice kept revolving over the entire Ziweixuan, overpowering all the sounds of fighting and stirring up waves in everyone's hearts:

"The doctrine is majestic and the oracle declares it!"

It's the leader!

Realizing this, everyone's hearts trembled uncontrollably. They all gave up and did not dare to fight anymore. They fell to the ground, fearful and frightened, and listened to the holy edict:

"Linghu Lake is in the sky, punishing the evil and catching the evil is benevolent. The invasion of the demon clan is not a child's play. It is true or false. The background is unknown. Vigilantism is carried out without permission. It is unfair to whip the fast cow. Ziweixuan Acting like this, Ziling Pavilion acting like this is really not what our sect does, and it is even more a matter of giving people a handle. Things are clear and indisputable, and people must be aware of everything. Today's matter, take a long-term plan, stop fighting, stop talking in detail, I will consider your situation, Mingruo Guanhuo! Anyone who violates this rule will be punished without hesitation!"