Chapter 813： Steal clothes

"The overbearing character king is dead! Steal all the opponent's cultivation base!"

As the system prompts sound, the battle will be won and the dust will settle.

The young master of the Wang family, one of the five great families of Wutianjiao, was hailed as the overbearing king of Jinpeng Shenjun II, and died!

A torrent of Peiran True Essence suddenly poured into the silence body, was quickly absorbed by the silence, and melted into his own golden power.

Huh!

Silent squeezed a fist, and a tendon on his arm suddenly bulged up, almost spreading the arms of Tianji. At this moment, Silent felt that every muscle fiber in his body was filled with extraordinary explosive power.

The Dao of Power, the Dao of Meteorite Flying Fire, the Dao of Sacred Martial Arts, the Dao of Fist and Bravery, etc., cultivated by King Domineering, are all comprehended and all assimilated by silence...

"It deserves to be the evildoer of this generation of Wutian...It's really good!"

Silence broke through two small realms on the spot!

Promoted directly to the quasi-emperor realm triple heaven cultivation base!

boom!

In a short while, Emperor Shen's might engulfed the audience, and the phantom shadows of the tens of thousands of races crushed a corner. In an instant, the bones of the king's domineering were burned by invisible flames, thwarted bones and ashes, and even the dregs did not leave a star.

"You... actually killed him?!"

Seeing this miserable scene in the field, Dongfang Weibai's voice trembled, and his cold eyes stared at the silence, looking at the silence like a demon.

At this moment, the silence has returned to clarity. He raised his handsome eyes, and there were two golden sun discs in his eyes, and golden light appeared: "I didn't want to kill him, he was too weak!"

The silence of this statement is also to tell the truth. Before that, he had not thought about killing Wang Domineering. After all, Wang Domineering is also the young master of the Wang Family among the five great families of Wutian Sect. Killing him may cause a series of problems. Necessary trouble.

What's more, Wang Badao, as an evil disciple of Wutianjiao, is not low in aptitude and comprehension, and he has entered the inheritance, and the training resources are not scarce there. As long as he is silent and does not actively disconnect the link, his cultivation will be good afterwards. Feedback to Silence, Silence can treat him as a long-term meal ticket to support him.

But the silence never expected that the power of one's punch had reached such a terrible state!

Wang Badao Leng couldn't even take a punch from him!

"You still want to kill someone for murder?"

At this moment, when Dongfang Weibai heard it, the silence seemed to provoke and humiliate the deceased. He immediately raised his eyebrows like a cold mist and said coldly: "No, this son must kill you today! For the king! Revenge!"

Dongfang's white and sharp eyes seemed to pierce the silent heart, and Fu Fen's face was cold, not changing for a moment.

Crackling!

There was a strong gust of wind, and the white fingers of the east twisted like a flower, swinging the silver fan, the silver fan bone was hollow, and in an instant, a sharp halberd shook out.

The tip of the black iron halberd emits a jet of black ink, and just looking at it makes people chill.

"The owl in the cloud is nowhere to be seen. Thousands of chills will kill you!"

air!

With the sleeves of Qingyun robe flying around, Dongfang Weibai confessed that Bai Longju flew into the air on his horseback. Holding a silver fan and iron halberd, his long legs twisted like a spiral, and he swiftly spun around the space, creating a large circle. White clouds and black water waves.

Gradually, his figure seemed to disappear out of thin air!

Crackling Crackling Crackling...

In the sky, only the silver fan and iron halberd kept beating the violent tremor of the air, and thousands of chilly ink light, like dense black birds, dancing around the sky.

If you compare heaven and earth to a chessboard, at this moment, Dongfang Weibai is a chess player hiding behind the scenes. He lays down this dense black man to cover the chessboard, and he wants to surround and kill the silent white man!

"The iron halberd is sharp and can pierce the void, creating a chess piece that resembles a black hole and swallows evil energy like a whirlpool; the silver fan is wide and can cover up the figure, open up space, and lay traps at any time, such as opponents jumping in!"

Silent like a lone shadow, in a heavy siege, but slowly looking at the sky full of "black birds" lined up like chess pieces, on a Yingxiu handsome face, full of lightheartedness, he even praised his opponent with interest: "It's so handsome and elegant, and so cruel and vicious!"

Immediately, his golden cloud-like eyebrows frowned, and then he turned around. He smiled lightly at Dongfang Weibai, who was hiding in the clouds and not showing his body, and said: "It's a pity that I was silent when you met!"

"In the face of absolutely powerful crushing, any trap is too big to encircle you!"

In the hunting wind, the purple robe moved, and the emperor's body was lingering, turning his eyes in silence.

Whoosh!

He stepped on the golden ripples, flew over the sky to the clouds, explored his palms out of the air, and lifted thousands of dark clouds. The gilt charms in the palm prints hung endlessly, like golden lights like the sun, illuminating the banks of the Dragon Tongue River. Mizuchikawa: "The silence reiterates the preface here, you are free from your own...

At this moment, the silence has become the only sun in the silent night!

Vigorous and long-lasting golden light radiated from his body, as if endlessly, under the golden sun bath, all spirits that had been silent in the flames of war finally recovered.

At this moment, in the silent eyes, there seems to be a vast golden ocean!

"Remember, I am Emperor Shen!!"

After a word was said, the silent palm print burst open, releasing the vast golden light that swallowed everything.

For a time, Jin Yun was ethereal, like a sea!

Dongfang's white eyes were actually coated with a layer of hazy gold, and his two eyes trembled almost to pieces: "This is... Is this?"

He opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word, and his reclusive body was already full of flaws.

I saw that in the vast golden sea of ​​clouds, a purple robe fairy robe stood majestically, a rich and handsome statue of the gods, the highest and vast, majestic and majestic.

His arms encircled the sky, his eyes contained sun wheels, and his sharp, sharp face like a sword and axe exuded golden light, and his white jade-like palm pinched a finger at Zhen Sha tactics, and the dragon chased the moon in the sky!

Line up a row of vajra swords, protect the body and fight ten squares of demons!

His name is bound to be a journey of heaven and earth, to carry forward the past, to Wei Jiayu, and to tremble in the sky!

He is... Emperor Shen! !

"call--"

I don't know how long it took, Dongfang Weibai's heart trembled suddenly, and he exhaled a long stale breath.

He immediately regained his clarity, and the golden ocean in front of him disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.

Above the Nine Heavens, there is no statue of Emperor Shen!

Dongfang Weibai was not a stupid person. In a flash, he reacted. He was definitely invaded by the silent divine mind into the sea of ​​consciousness. Everything he saw was an illusion.

On the other hand, there was silence, with a calm face, as if it had been united like a road.

Dongfang Weibai was astonished for a moment, unable to distinguish whether the silence in front of him was the real body, the clone, or the law body, and what's more, it was pure illusion?

At this moment, Dongfang Weibai's heart was filled with unspeakable weirdness. He only felt that silence seemed to be a creature between illusion and reality.

Such creatures can no longer be called human beings, but gods.

laugh! !

In the sky, a ray of golden light flashed and disappeared.

A three-foot long sword of gilt seal and silver pierced the silver fan straightly, and the sharp sword pierced the white of the east in the gods, and the silver scale armor was instantly penetrated.

Following the sword's momentum, the silent five fingers formed into a palm, bringing up the golden flow, and wiping the white neck of the east like a yellow dragon probing claws.

"so close!"

Dongfang Weibai suddenly recovered from shock and dodged, but was still torn apart by the silence, the Qingyun robe that had lost its silver armor protection.

Hiss!

The tearing sound of the cloth resounded.

Silence pulled back the golden sword with one hand, and grabbed a piece of soft stuff with the other, and then retreated. When retreating, he took a step and kicked on the white chest of the east. The latter had a bleeding from his mouth and nose, and the dragon was rolling towards the black waves. The tongue fell into the river, but fortunately, Bai Longju, who had turned into a little white dragon, was caught by the dragon's spine by the savior, before sinking into the valley.

"what?"

Silence fell on a gray scorched rock, his handsome eyes condensed, but the soft and greasy thing in his hand turned out to be a pink-white lace-rimmed belly.

"Deng the prodigal son, do not speak martial arts, steal my clothes!"

At this moment, a faint scream came from the depths of the river valley, and he followed the sound in silence, but the second person was not seen, only Dongfang was holding his chest slightly, his handsome face flushed to the roots of his ears.

Silent blinking, he saw that where the Qingyun robe was broken all over his body, the exposed skin was actually fairer and brighter than a woman!